Love is weakness, but only if you let it be

22.

The idea of this chapter (the last thing happening in this) is based to the actual Malfoy manor scene in the book seven, so these se are not mine, these are J.K. Rowling's ideas. And then another thing, (okay, I have to admit I HATE this descision), I've decided to make Snape completely loyal to Voldemort, not to Dumbledore, but he's still working as a doublespy. It'll be easier for me to write some scenes if it's that way, so I hope you don't mind.

I'm super sorry about this chapter, I know it's short, but the most of all, it's completely trash. I couldn't make any sense to this, and I wrote this at 02.30 am, so I'll probably regret this in the morning. I just needed to publish this so I can focus on the next part of the story, so I might re-do this later.

       Another month later, Bellatrix was really bored in The Dark Lord's manor, since he had denied all the missions or most likely everything from her. He had told her that if she doesn't take it easy, he'll force her on a bedrest, because of her high bloodpressure. Bellatrix understood, that this child was the most inportant thing to his reign, since Dumbledore wanted him/her so badly. Bellatrix had really gotten bigger, and it was beginning to be hard to hide her belly.

      Bellatrix was sitting in an comfortable armchair, still with her heels on, too lazy to take them off.
"Have you thought about names?" Bellatrix almost jumped when he suddenly started talking to her, not knowing that The Dark Lord even was in the room.
"No I haven't actually, My Lord, have you?" Bellatrix asked him. He thought a little;
"It must have a meaning. Your name means warrior, right?"
"-Yes, in latin. Or the constellation, but I rather think it as the first option."
"She has to-" Bellatrix looked surprised;
"I'm sorry to interrupt you, my Lord, but what makes you think it's a girl?"
"I know it.", Bellatrix laughed, and he almost smiled;
"We'll see. So, the name?"
"I know a perfect one..."

     Bellatrix had gone to visit her sister to her manor, and wasn't surprised when there were other visitors too. She had tried to hide her baby bumb, but it wasn't really successful, so Bellatrix motioned her sister to come to her from a door to the dining room, where they all were. That way the others wouldn't see her so closely. Bellatrix had spent the last month mostly at the Dark Lord's manor, excluding the meetings and dinners. Snape had really been great help to her, helping her to control her wild blood pressure and other things with the child. As soon as the two sisters sat down in a private room, Bellatrix started speaking:
"How are things going with mother and father?" Narcissa slowly drank her tea before answering;
"Not too bad. Father's very weak these days, and mother's only looking after him. So, how's the baby?"
"Good, I guess. We decided a name yesterday". Narcissa was interested in a second, and Bellatrix started to regret telling her sister about this subject at all.
"What is is? I just want to know, Bella, pleaseee?" Bellatrix's younger sister pleaded.
"No. You'll find out when it's born"
"Bella, you can't call your child 'it'! I'm positive he's going to be a boy."
"I don't know. The Dark Lord thinks it's a girl."
"How..."

      It was an another Death Eater meeting again. Quite big, including everyone whose name was even a little bit worth to know. People from noble houses, skilled duelists, inner circle, previously mentioned's family. There was a long, dark brown wooden table in the middle of the Malfoy Manor's dining hall, and smaller tables were around it. The Dark Lord was in the middle of speaking, when the doors were pushed open, and everyone's neck slowly turned towards the door. It turned out to be Walden Macnair, who immediatly bowed deeply and started speaking with his high voice;
"My deepest apologies,-" But his apology was shortly stopped, when he was hit by the Cruciatus curse, coming from the Dark Lord's wand. He screamed, and Bellatrix enjoyed it. She laughed with the others, and realised how long it had been since she saw someone being tortured - oh, how she missed that.

      In the middle of his screams everyone suddenly heard a squeal from the ceiling, and looked up. It took a while from everyone to notice what was going on, and as soon as they did, everyone moved. The beautiful, but giant chandelier above them was falling down, with a house elf. Everyone moved at the same time. Chairs fell. Screams. Sounds of the chandelier crashing to the table. Pieces of class everywhere and in everyone.

     And when Voldemort had recovered a little from the shock, allthough he didn't show it to anyone, he looked around him looking at people's injuries, and then he spoke with a terribly cold and powerful tone;
"Out".

Since Bellatrix is going to have the child soon, I need to ask you: Do you want me to continue this after the child is born, or just leave it here? I won't write this longer if no one wants me to, but I have a few ideas for his/her life already, so I'll write if you want me to! Thank you for reading!

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