I am The Dark Lady (ABANDONED)

Alone Together

It's been a hot second BUT i have a valid reason- I've been working RELIGIOUSLY on a reboot of IAHR, which will be completely different than the original plan and should begin once this slows down. ;) enjoy.

Bella stopped immediately and glanced at her arm. The tattoo was black. She looked around subconsciously, to make sure everyone had gone, and once she was certain no one was left, the witch turned and left the big meeting room in the Riddle Mansion, almost certain that Voldemort was still in the house. She bit her lip as she walked and thought back to the 'tour' she had on the night that they ........ they had slept together. Bella ceased her walking at that and gulped. She'd almost forgotten about that but supposed that's what Voldemort called her for.

When he reached the second floor, he tuned to her and said, "The bedrooms are on the top floor, There is about 6. However, i've converted one into my study so its further away. The lounge, Library, and a few guest Bedrooms are on this floor, the second floor"

Bellatrix smiled and glanced around again to see if she could try and guess what rooms are what.

"And finally the Kitchen, Formal dining room, meeting room, Casual dining room and the ball room are on the bottom." Voldemort continued and cleared his throat. "Shall we continue into the lounge?"

Bella sighed as she walked and realised she was on the bottom floor. Voldemort was probably in his study but instead of apparating up, she decided to take the stairs just so she could look around and have a little wander. And because she's a nosy little shit. Once she got to the next floor, she decided to have a peak into the lounge just to glance in and see if he was there. Nope. He wasn't. She sighed again, out of nervousness this time, and began to slowly walk up the other flight of stairs.

Finally, Bella reached the top floor and stopped short. Which one was his office? Eh. Bella began to check all of the bedrooms, knocking three times on each and moving away when she received no answer. Uneasiness settled over by the time she got to the last door. She breathed quietly and raised her shaky hand to knock three times Knock Knock..Knock

"Come in, Bellatrix." Voldemort's quiet and calm voice drifted out of the door. Bellatrix nodded, fully aware no one was watching, and slowly pushed open the door. Voldemort was sitting there at the desk, bending over a sheet of paper and writing furiously on another with his left hand. 'Huh, he's left handed. Who'd have thunk'. Bella thought distantly. Voldemort barely glanced up at the woman and said simply. "Sit down, Bellatrix". She did immediately without a sound.

She must've sat like that for about 10 minutes silently, watching him work with a tilted head, while he wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote an-

"I'm bored" Bella sniffed and stood up, picking at her nails, Voldemort chuckled and straightened up to address her while she walked over to the bookshelf and then the window because she lost interest.

"I was waiting to see how long you lasted." He told her amusedly. "Was waiting for you to begin"

"Oh" Bellatrix said quietly, refusing to turn and biting her lip. "I erm. Don't know where to begin."

"I thought that we agreed to never speak of it." Voldemort tilted his head down to watch her reaction. Bella scoffed and turned to face him.

"We need to talk about it, My Lord" Bellatrix said. Voldemort pursed his lips, put his quill down and folded his hands as he turned to face her fully.

"I know" He said, nodding his head. Voldemort gestured to the chair she was sitting at before. "So talk."

Bellatrix stared at him with a gaping mouth and fumbled for the words. Voldemort raised an eyebrow and his gaze became more stern as Bella struggled.