The Way Back Home
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Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
19
Views:
3,135
Reviews:
30
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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A Bedside Chat, Jealousy's Ugly Face, and a Dream
WL1031: We’re back again people!
Jade: Yup, we’re here! And guess what people..
WL1031: This is another short chapter! It’s probably the shortest one in the story, but highly important.
Jade: In fact it’s so important that I had to stop WL from writing more!
WL1031: So read up people! And review!
The Way Back Home
Chapter 16: A Bedside Chat, Jealousy’s Ugly Face, and a Dream
Bellatrix Lestrange was taking her morning tea. She usually wasn’t up this early, but she had a lot of things on her mind. Particularly, the conversation that she had with the master the night before was really bugging her. She could not get it out of her mind, the thoughts circling around in her subconscious to the point of being a major distraction. She woke up from her morning nap, irritated at the idea that what the master said could be true.
Huffing out a breath, Bellatrix put her tea cup down on the table, completely smashing it. Smiling at the small ease in frustration, she tapped her fingers on the table top. She pondered other things for the moment, considering what color to have her nails painted, whether she should lose a few pounds to fit ithatthat dress she liked, or maybe let her husband fuck her so that she could go back to sleep and relax.
Hmm, sex is sounding pretty good right now. She thought, tapping her nails on the table again. I do need to relax, but what the master said is really irritating me. What did he mean?
Coming out of that thought, Bellatrix circled the irritating conversation back through her mind once again; probably for the hundredth time in the last few hours.
Flashback
“Come forward my dear.” The voice hissed. The evil red eyes glittered as they watched the pale woman step forward into his private rooms.
Bellatrix kneeled down to kiss the Dark Lord’s robes. Then, she stood up and kissed him on the lips before stepping back.
“You requested my presence, my lord?” Bellatrix looked straight into her master’s glittering eyes.
“Yes, I wanted to impart some information to you.” Voldemort’s voice hissed into the room. “We shall soon be having a new…guest in our circle. This new member has extraordinary powers that we can use to further our plans. We shall expect her arrival by the end of the month or around there.”
“She, my lord?” Bellatrix queried.
“Now, now do try to contain your excitement. Yes, thw mew member is a she, as you put it.” An evil-looking smirk shown on Voldemort’s face. “When she arrives, I do not want any mistreatment of her at all. Am I making myself clear?” Bellatrix nodded her head. “Good. Just do as I say and treat her well. I have…special plans for her.” His usually hissing voice took on an almost soft and seductive tone.
Bellatrix was going to question just what kind of plans he had for this new woman, but he yawned.
“Now, I do believe I shall take a nap.” He patted the bed and then lay back against his comfy pillows. He yawned again and closed his eyes. “Give us a kiss my dear, so that I may go to sleep.”
Bellatrix leaned forward and gently placed her lips on those of her master. She could feel some energy drawing from her as their tongues touched before he broke contact. Voldemort lay back on the pillows with a smile.
“You taste good, my dear.” He said with his eyes closed. “Had some hot chocolate before you came, did you?”
Bellatrix gave a small laugh. “My favorite and it is nippy out today.”
“Yes, well… I will have to ask you to join me another time…maybe for some of that hot chocolate you like so much.” Voldemort settled under his covers, nestling down into the warmth.
“Until next time, my lord.” She stepped away from the bed and walked quietly towards the door. She doused the candles with her wand as she went.
“Oh and Bellatrix, my dear? I will be most displeased if a catfight breaks out.”
Bellatrix stood quietly for a few minutes and listened to her master as he slept. Then, she closed the door. She left Malfoy Manor and apparated to her own home.
End Flashback
Since that hour, Bellatrix had been wondering over what who this woman was and what she would be to her master. She didn’t like the tone of voice he had when he spoke of the special plans for her. It was too intimate and almost loving—the same tone of voice he used when he spoke to her in private. The fact that he used that tone of voice made her think that something was going on with this woman. It infuriated her to know that she’d never known of this woman until he mentioned her. Who was she? Where did she come from? Why didn’t I know about her until that moment? Is she going to replace me?
The last question caused rage to boil in her body. She didn’t want to be replaced by anyone—she worked too damn hard to get into the position that she was in and she wasn’t about to let some interloping bitch move her out of the way. When this bitch shows up, we’ll see if she can keep her place. And if she puts one toe out of line, I will kill her. She thought darkly.
Smashing her tea saucer on the table, she stood up. The frustration had built up in her again and she needed to relax. Calling a house elf to clean up the mess, she went upstairs. A good fuck was in order to release some tension.
Hogwarts, Gryffindor House
Harry put his hand up to his scar feeling the slight ache pulsing there. He was expecting to feel a burst of pain that usually came from the pain in his scar, but felt none. Instead, he felt a nice pleasant feeling and then remembered the dream that he had. Reaching over Ginny, he grabbed his glasses and then lay back against the pillows. He thought through the dream, playing the events back in his mind like a movie. After going through the dream in his mind for a second time, he had it committed to memory.
He sighed into the quietness of the room. “This is not good.” He said quietly, his sleep-fuddled mind not really aware that he had said his thought aloud.
“What’s not good, Harry?” Ginny mumbled into his shoulder. Harry looked down and caressed her hair.
“I’ve just had a dream and it wasn’t good. Not good at all, especially for Zeporiap.” He said. In a quiet voice, he told her about his dream.
Ginny knew about the dreams that Harry had and exactly why he was having them. She was there one night over the summer when he woke up screaming in his sleep, moving restlessly in the bed. Luckily, there was a strong silencing charm around the room or else everyone in the house would have been in the room. She had to shake him awake and then hold him in her arms before he realized where he was—that he wasn’t in the dream. That was one of the reasons why their relationship worked. They had that connection with each other. Not only did they have Voldemort in common, but they had a special link with each other that nobody else understood or could break. That special link came in handy when it came to situations like this.
“Oh Harry, you’ve got to inform the Headmaster immediately. This changes everything that was set up. Professor Snape and Zeporiap will have to be informed as well. You’ll have to work faster and harder to get it all together.” She kissed his cheek.
Harry sighed, panting out his breath. “Yeah, I bettelltell the Headmaster right away. This changes everything.” He slid out of bed and got dressed quickly after using a strong cleaning charm on himself. It wouldn’t do to go to the Headmaster smelling like sex—it probably wouldn’t go over well. Coming back to the bed, he kissed Ginny softly.
“Be here when I get back?
“Of course, I will be waiting. You may have to wake me up by then.”
“I’ll try to get back as soon as possible then.” He gave her another kiss and then moved quickly out of the room.
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Jade: Well, like you said it was short!
WL1031: Yeah, it was pretty short, but it sets the story up for the rest of it.
Jade: Hey! SHUT UP! Don’t give any hints out! Geez!
WL1031: Hey, I didn’t give anything away! *ducks out of the way when Jade swings a pillow at her* *swings her own pillow*
Jade: *gets a pillow in the face* *swirly-eyed* Okay people… just review then.
WL1031: *laughing* Yes, please review—Hey! *pillow feathers cover her from head to toe* Jade! You are so going to get it! *runs after the muse* Review people!
Jade: *yells from offstage* And look out for chapter 17 soon!
Jade: Yup, we’re here! And guess what people..
WL1031: This is another short chapter! It’s probably the shortest one in the story, but highly important.
Jade: In fact it’s so important that I had to stop WL from writing more!
WL1031: So read up people! And review!
The Way Back Home
Chapter 16: A Bedside Chat, Jealousy’s Ugly Face, and a Dream
Bellatrix Lestrange was taking her morning tea. She usually wasn’t up this early, but she had a lot of things on her mind. Particularly, the conversation that she had with the master the night before was really bugging her. She could not get it out of her mind, the thoughts circling around in her subconscious to the point of being a major distraction. She woke up from her morning nap, irritated at the idea that what the master said could be true.
Huffing out a breath, Bellatrix put her tea cup down on the table, completely smashing it. Smiling at the small ease in frustration, she tapped her fingers on the table top. She pondered other things for the moment, considering what color to have her nails painted, whether she should lose a few pounds to fit ithatthat dress she liked, or maybe let her husband fuck her so that she could go back to sleep and relax.
Hmm, sex is sounding pretty good right now. She thought, tapping her nails on the table again. I do need to relax, but what the master said is really irritating me. What did he mean?
Coming out of that thought, Bellatrix circled the irritating conversation back through her mind once again; probably for the hundredth time in the last few hours.
Flashback
“Come forward my dear.” The voice hissed. The evil red eyes glittered as they watched the pale woman step forward into his private rooms.
Bellatrix kneeled down to kiss the Dark Lord’s robes. Then, she stood up and kissed him on the lips before stepping back.
“You requested my presence, my lord?” Bellatrix looked straight into her master’s glittering eyes.
“Yes, I wanted to impart some information to you.” Voldemort’s voice hissed into the room. “We shall soon be having a new…guest in our circle. This new member has extraordinary powers that we can use to further our plans. We shall expect her arrival by the end of the month or around there.”
“She, my lord?” Bellatrix queried.
“Now, now do try to contain your excitement. Yes, thw mew member is a she, as you put it.” An evil-looking smirk shown on Voldemort’s face. “When she arrives, I do not want any mistreatment of her at all. Am I making myself clear?” Bellatrix nodded her head. “Good. Just do as I say and treat her well. I have…special plans for her.” His usually hissing voice took on an almost soft and seductive tone.
Bellatrix was going to question just what kind of plans he had for this new woman, but he yawned.
“Now, I do believe I shall take a nap.” He patted the bed and then lay back against his comfy pillows. He yawned again and closed his eyes. “Give us a kiss my dear, so that I may go to sleep.”
Bellatrix leaned forward and gently placed her lips on those of her master. She could feel some energy drawing from her as their tongues touched before he broke contact. Voldemort lay back on the pillows with a smile.
“You taste good, my dear.” He said with his eyes closed. “Had some hot chocolate before you came, did you?”
Bellatrix gave a small laugh. “My favorite and it is nippy out today.”
“Yes, well… I will have to ask you to join me another time…maybe for some of that hot chocolate you like so much.” Voldemort settled under his covers, nestling down into the warmth.
“Until next time, my lord.” She stepped away from the bed and walked quietly towards the door. She doused the candles with her wand as she went.
“Oh and Bellatrix, my dear? I will be most displeased if a catfight breaks out.”
Bellatrix stood quietly for a few minutes and listened to her master as he slept. Then, she closed the door. She left Malfoy Manor and apparated to her own home.
End Flashback
Since that hour, Bellatrix had been wondering over what who this woman was and what she would be to her master. She didn’t like the tone of voice he had when he spoke of the special plans for her. It was too intimate and almost loving—the same tone of voice he used when he spoke to her in private. The fact that he used that tone of voice made her think that something was going on with this woman. It infuriated her to know that she’d never known of this woman until he mentioned her. Who was she? Where did she come from? Why didn’t I know about her until that moment? Is she going to replace me?
The last question caused rage to boil in her body. She didn’t want to be replaced by anyone—she worked too damn hard to get into the position that she was in and she wasn’t about to let some interloping bitch move her out of the way. When this bitch shows up, we’ll see if she can keep her place. And if she puts one toe out of line, I will kill her. She thought darkly.
Smashing her tea saucer on the table, she stood up. The frustration had built up in her again and she needed to relax. Calling a house elf to clean up the mess, she went upstairs. A good fuck was in order to release some tension.
Hogwarts, Gryffindor House
Harry put his hand up to his scar feeling the slight ache pulsing there. He was expecting to feel a burst of pain that usually came from the pain in his scar, but felt none. Instead, he felt a nice pleasant feeling and then remembered the dream that he had. Reaching over Ginny, he grabbed his glasses and then lay back against the pillows. He thought through the dream, playing the events back in his mind like a movie. After going through the dream in his mind for a second time, he had it committed to memory.
He sighed into the quietness of the room. “This is not good.” He said quietly, his sleep-fuddled mind not really aware that he had said his thought aloud.
“What’s not good, Harry?” Ginny mumbled into his shoulder. Harry looked down and caressed her hair.
“I’ve just had a dream and it wasn’t good. Not good at all, especially for Zeporiap.” He said. In a quiet voice, he told her about his dream.
Ginny knew about the dreams that Harry had and exactly why he was having them. She was there one night over the summer when he woke up screaming in his sleep, moving restlessly in the bed. Luckily, there was a strong silencing charm around the room or else everyone in the house would have been in the room. She had to shake him awake and then hold him in her arms before he realized where he was—that he wasn’t in the dream. That was one of the reasons why their relationship worked. They had that connection with each other. Not only did they have Voldemort in common, but they had a special link with each other that nobody else understood or could break. That special link came in handy when it came to situations like this.
“Oh Harry, you’ve got to inform the Headmaster immediately. This changes everything that was set up. Professor Snape and Zeporiap will have to be informed as well. You’ll have to work faster and harder to get it all together.” She kissed his cheek.
Harry sighed, panting out his breath. “Yeah, I bettelltell the Headmaster right away. This changes everything.” He slid out of bed and got dressed quickly after using a strong cleaning charm on himself. It wouldn’t do to go to the Headmaster smelling like sex—it probably wouldn’t go over well. Coming back to the bed, he kissed Ginny softly.
“Be here when I get back?
“Of course, I will be waiting. You may have to wake me up by then.”
“I’ll try to get back as soon as possible then.” He gave her another kiss and then moved quickly out of the room.
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_,’^’,_._,’^’,_._,’^’,_._,’^’,_._,’^’,_._,’^’,_._,’^’,_._,’^’,_._,’^’,_._,’^’,_._,’^’,_._,’^’,_.
Jade: Well, like you said it was short!
WL1031: Yeah, it was pretty short, but it sets the story up for the rest of it.
Jade: Hey! SHUT UP! Don’t give any hints out! Geez!
WL1031: Hey, I didn’t give anything away! *ducks out of the way when Jade swings a pillow at her* *swings her own pillow*
Jade: *gets a pillow in the face* *swirly-eyed* Okay people… just review then.
WL1031: *laughing* Yes, please review—Hey! *pillow feathers cover her from head to toe* Jade! You are so going to get it! *runs after the muse* Review people!
Jade: *yells from offstage* And look out for chapter 17 soon!