Through your black hair, my hands

Chapter 113-121

113.

At Jim's reprimand, instead of getting angry, Paula rolled her eyes and smirked, "So at the moment Miranda is executing her plan, you and I will go to Master Voldemort and inform him of what she is doing?"

"Yes, if we do that, she will be caught in the act by master Voldemort and young master Harry will not be able to leave with the master on the lookout."

"Our master will also protect us until he has punished Miranda and everyone responsible for putting her on this path."

"Master will punish us too, but after everything has been satisfactorily resolved, he will reward us." Jim's green eyes glittered.

The two smirked at each other, no further words necessary. However...

"Jim, are you sure you want to turn your sister in?" Paula feigned nonchalance as she stared steadily into Jim's eyes. If she could she would have used legilimency.

Jim finished his drink in one gulp then placed his glass on a nearby table, picking up another, full, glass straight away, his smile was faint and his eyes hazy as he replied. "There's nothing else to be done, if Miranda should succeed, things would definitely become worse for all of us rather than better. Even if I will be hurting my only sister with my actions, I will be able to prevent master Voldemort's foreseeable wrath from impacting my family. We cannot let my sister's delusions cause the destruction of the entire family." At this, he gave out a lengthy sigh, "My sister... has been unhinged by her jealousy, with others urging her on and influencing her for their own purposes, she has stupidly come up with this plan. No matter how much I tried to talk her out of this, she wouldn't listen to me. Women are always such emotional creatures." It is a shame that his sister, who had always been so shrewd, could become so blind at times like these, hadn't she considered what master Voldemort would do to her? The master had made such harsh decrees regarding anyone even disturbing young master Harry, what would he do to someone who had actually dared to hurt the one that holds the most important position in his heart? Even if Voldemort were to forget Harry after he left, and go back to his myriad bed mates, he would still not turn to the woman who drove Harry away. But his beautiful and cunning sister had neglected to consider this possibility. No matter, as long as the Bell family survives this incident intact, he will have his revenge on those who had pulled his sister into this!

Harry feigned interest in Voldemort's shady dealings with one of the upper level ministry officials, but his eyes darted around looking for that sultry figure. When he saw her leave that little group of black haired, green eyed people, he knew it was time for him to act.

He had once asked himself, what if, just if, Miranda could prove that Voldemort had betrayed to him, what would he do then? He loathed betrayal, his parents had been murdered because someone betrayed them and in the war against Voldemort, countless comrades had died at the hands of traitors. When faced with traitors, his only response was to kill them. But what if it was Voldemort who had lied to him, betrayed him?

Would he be able to point his wand at that man and utter the killing curse?

Harry didn't know.

Because of this doubt he had never dared to consider this topic again, he was afraid, afraid that he would choose the coward's way out by living with the betrayal and by lying to himself.

No matter what Miranda tells him, he had already decided that he would give Voldemort the chance to explain, that man would not deign to lie to him, instead...

He looked at Voldemort whose head lowered towards Harry after the end of his conversation with the ministry official, "Are you tired? Would you like to rest a while?"