I tossed and turned all damn night! He tells me, this girl might be our DAUGHTER, and then sends me away?
"We'll talk later. We'll talk LATER." I muttered to myself the words of My Lord, as I walked down the hallway. Well it is later; A lot later than I would have liked
She has to be my daughter…I shook my head…if she's not; I'm going to explode some poor saps and dance on their graves. She HAS to be my daughter.
I pass one of those ugly lookin' house elves cleaning the floor, very slowly! With a flick of my wand, I zap him. He jumps at the shock, throwing the rag up in the air, and knocking over the water. I cackle. That's what you get for being lazy.
Turning a corner, I freeze. Right there, standing in the doorway…There she is!
Does the fact she's not dead prove she's mine?
I smile wickedly, and approach her. If the dark lord won't tell me, I'll find out for myself!
"Heeeellooo." I draw out the words, to make my presence known. She stops hissing at Nagini, her eyes widening when she sees me. She's sooo tiny….and she looks so scared…Don't be scared.
Like the crack of a whip, she pulls her emotions together.
"Hello," she responds in a matter of factly tone.
Nagini hisses at me, but it's not like I speak snake!
"What is she saying?" I ask the girl. The snake hisses again more viciously, "I don't understand you, Nagini!"
"Sh-"The girl begins but Nagini's loud hiss cuts her off. Her face blanches, as Nagini points to the room, and then the child. I look inside and see the fireplace, complete with floo powder. I purse my lips.
"Trying to escape?" I ask the girl. Remaining quiet, she crosses her arms, as if to protect herself. I sigh.
I need to know. It's killing me, I have to know!
"What is your name?"
"Isabella…Riddle" she says quietly.
I can't help myself- I just can't help myself! I squeal in joy! She is my daughter. My daughter! I pull her into a big hug and squeeze.
She inhales sharply, and stiffens in my embrace. Not the first hug I wanted to have with her, but whatever. All that matters is she's here. She's here! My eyes actually start watering. Watering!
"I never thought I'd see you again," I murmur quietly as I let her go. She stumbles away from me, very confused and very on guard.
"I won't hurt you," I say, but she just gives me an incredulous look. I'm not going to hurt her! Does she not know who she is? I give her a hard look- No- I don't think she does. All in good time.
Nagini hisses, and slithers forward toward the dining room. A flick of her tail, and I know she wants us to follow. Is that where my lovely lord is?
Taking Isabella, my Isabella, we walk to the dining room.
I smile, as my lord sits at the table sipping his black coffee. Nagini slithers up to him, and starts hissing, probably about Isabella's escape attempt.
The delicious scents of breakfast fill my nose as we first enter the dining room, but when I see him, sitting at the head of the table, I lose my appetite.
I stand frozen, as Nagini tells him everything!
"Traitor," I hiss angrily under my breath. She's screwing me over. Who knows what he'll do?
I was so close too! I'm always so close. Always! But I never quite make it.
I watch his expression carefully, as it changes through a multitude of emotions finally settling in a very unreadable look.
"Isabella, let me make this very clear. You are not leaving," he says firmly, "Understand?"
I'm not leaving? Ever? No. I'm not going to stay. Hell- Why am I even here? What do they want from me?
I shook my head; I most definitely do not understand.
"And what don't you understand?" He says in an icy cold voice that sends shivers down my back.
"Everything," I say keeping my voice as calm as possible.
"Specifically?" he asks.
"The reason I'm here…the reason I'm not dead," I say.
"The reason why Isabella Riddle is not dead," Bellatrix says with a grin, sharing a knowing look with her lord. He just shook his head softly, before changing the subject.
"You must be starving, eat something," He says motioning to the table of food.
I bite my tongue thinking. What if they did something to the food? But I'm really hungry…is it worth the chance? I've survived without food longer than this- It's not like I'd die if I didn't eat something. It smells so good…
Seeing my hesitation, He repeats firmly, "Eat."
Bellatrix takes my hand in hers. When I try to yank free, she only squeezes a little tighter. She is definitely insane.
Soon, I'm sitting diagonally left to the Dark Lord, with Bellatrix directly across from me. A heap of food sits on my plate- you name it- I had it piled up on that tiny circle, courtesy of Bellatrix.
I down my pumpkin juice to ease my unbearable thirst, but only nibble on the food.
Nagini slithers up my chair and wraps gently around me, her head resting on my shoulder. I become very still, hoping she doesn't constrict. I stare at her, before I slowly rub the top of her head gently. She snuggles closer to me, and I relax.
"You're still a traitor," I hiss at her.
Voldemort glances up and smiles before returning to reading the Daily Prophet. This is what the most badass wizard does in the morning? Drink coffee and read the newspaper? Its soo…normal.
"What does it say?" inquires an excited Bellatrix, trying to see the name of the article he's reading.
"The whole damn thing is about our little raid on Hogsmeade. It definitely had an effect," He says smugly, "not to mention the added bonus we got out of it."
Bellatrix smiled into complete bliss, as she looked at me. I'm so bloody confused.
I look at them both suspiciously- what the hell are they doing with me? What game are they playing?
It has something to do with Riddle.
"Why am I not dead?" I ask boldly, but carefully.
"Because I do not wish you dead," He simply responds.
"Beeeecauuuseee?" I say drawing out my letters in exasperation. Bellatrix chuckles and I shoot her a glare. This is serious, "Do you normally have random prisoners for breakfast?"
"Nagini does," He says amused.
My eyes snap to the resting snake on my shoulder, and everything suddenly makes sense. They are fattening me up to feed to the snake! I do not want to become breakfast! My heart beat spikes, and I close my eyes.
This is how I'm going to die, and there is nothing I can do about it.
Voldemort amusement falters, replaced by concern, "I'm joking Isabella, well- not really- but she's not going to eat you."
"I won't hurt you," Nagini hisses in my ears but I'm unconvinced. Sure, of course you won't.
"Isabella…" Bellatrix says gently.
Just do it. Just kill me now. I keep my eyes tightly shut. I will myself to open them, to face my killer, to show no fear, but I can't. The last day alone has taken such a toll on me.
"I'm not going to hurt you," Nagini repeats, sounding hurt, but I hardly hear her. I'm too lost within myself. I hear voices, but not what they are saying. I wish they would just get this over with.
I feel her slowly disentangle herself from me. I'm holding my breath, waiting to be bitten.
One minute passes by…Two minutes...three…five…ten….
I open my eyes slowly. Nagini's not even in the room anymore. My eyes flicker to Voldemort and Bellatrix. What? Neither even has their wand.
I look between their very concerned faces, and fill with even more confusion.
"We aren't going to hurt you, Isabella," The Dark Lord says, "You are our daughter."
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