Inside My Mind (A Harry Potter Fanfiction)

Chapter LXX

Malfoy Manor, Unplottable Location, England, Great Britain

Monday the 21st of December 1996

9:00 AM

"My Lord, can we go now?"

"No, Rodolphus."

Voldemort glared at the whining man and looking at Bellatrix with a narrow-eyed stare. Bellatrix nodded before slapping Rodolphus upside the head. The man turned to whine at his wife, leaving Voldemort to ponder what would happen with Bella.

Pretty little Bella.

"Where is Lucius?" Voldemort asked, coldly. Rodolphus stopped before smirking.

"Doing his hair."

Voldemort almost snorted.

He would be doing that.

"If he's not here in the next thirty seconds, we'll be leaving him. Bellatrix, are you ready?" Voldemort asked, carefully. Bellatrix turned away from Rodolphus before dropping into a low bow and Voldemort had to refrain himself from rolling his eyes at her utter devotion.

"Of course, my Lord. I readied myself the moment you requested my prescence at this meeting," Bellatrix breathed. Voldemort sighed and shook his head just as Lucius entered the room, not a hair out of place. He was holding a mirror up, brushing his hair back just to make sure that it was properly in place.

"More moving, less primping, Lucius. Where is your son?" Voldemort asked.

Lucius seemed surprised that he had a son for some extremely strange reason. He cleared his throat and pushed his mirror back into his robe pocket before straightening his cloak.

"I had assumed that he was staying at Hogwarts, once more."

"I see," Voldemort said. For some reason he didn't think that was true. Of course, he wasn't sure because he didn't busy himself worrying about where the students of Hogwarts were staying. He had a war to take care of.

"My Lord, can we go now?"

"Yes, Rodolphus," Voldemort sighed. He walked towards the oversized fireplace and picked up the Floo powder as he passed. He stepped inside the green fire and threw it down, his black robes billowing around him. He threw it down, whispering the words under his breath. He spun for what seemed like a very long time until he stepped out of another fireplace and into a well decorated home.

He saw the Indian Minister staring, wide-eyed at him. He was dressed in a suit and Voldemort gave him a distasteful look. The snake-like man took a step forward and the Indian Minister dropped into a bow.

"Minister Singh," Voldemort said, coolly just as Bellatrix, Rodolphus, and Lucius came through the fireplace.

"Lord Voldemort. It is pleasure to have you in my home. I did not know you would be bringing any other guests besides Mister Malfoy," Minister Singh said. Voldemort gave him an appraising look though he didn't answer right away. This seemed to make Minister Singh slightly nervous. As he should be.

"This is Bellatrix and Rodolphus Lestrange. They will room together," Voldemort said, giving no room for argument. Minister Singh's eyes widened. So the two Lestranges' reputation had preceded them.