Bella awoke to find herself entranced by the red eyes of her beloved master, she could feel his gentle touch caressing her body.
"I'm sorry I hurt you Bella but I need you to find that goblet for me."
Bella had been lost in those eyes until he opened his snout and spoke in that grotesque voice, then it all came flooding back to her with the force of a tsunami.
The night in the graveyard, a half-blood rodent and then her being crucioed into unconsciousness for returning with the news that 'it' would have to compete in a tournament or lose 'its' magic.
Her body was trembling from the cruciatus exposure while her mind seemed even more confused than it had been lately, but not as confused as Riddle the squirrel who seemed to take her bodies reactions as proof 'its' ministrations were having a positive effect on the female death eater.
Bellatrix had no intention of providing creature comforts for this abomination of magic so did the only thing any pureblood princess could do, she vomited all over his fur.
The Technicolor yawn seemed to take the edge of the randy rodent's ardour as Bella silently swore on her mother's grave that she would kill the squirrel before she allowed it to put its paws on her again.
Bella knew the dark lord was one sick puppy but thinking squirrel seduction techniques had a cat-in-hell's chance of working on a pureblood witch emphasised just how delusional the great bushy-tailed one had become - she needed to get away from here.
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You could be forgiven for thinking that the British magical community would be getting immune to shocks but they seemed to just get bigger and keep right on coming as the whole country was again buzzing with news.
Voldemort was a squirrel - Dumbledore in jail - Hogwarts under ministerial control - trial of the century on Friday - tournament to end all tournaments on Saturday.
Eavesdropping on any conversation would find at least one of these subjects under discussion as everyone had an opinion on what was happening, while their opinions may differ what no one could dispute was that things were defiantly happening.
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Hogwarts Tuesday morning brought a smile to the minister of magic's face, the difference in atmosphere was palpable as the changes in personnel began to take effect on the student's moral. Amelia also had twenty aurors staying in the castle, some were acting as teaching assistants while others patrolled the corridors but all were highly visible.
The thought of Riddle attacking the school to acquire hostages was giving her nightmares; Harry's berating of the former governors over student safety had struck a chord with her, she wouldn't be able to relax until this was all over.
The minister was here today to escort Percy Weasley to the Potter Institute, he was going to be the first young Hogwarts professor to spend a few weeks there learning his craft purely because they wanted him out the way when they broke into 'his' office on Friday night.
Amelia knew if they were caught the repercussions would be very serious but she had lived her life by doing what she thought was right and, after spending Sunday afternoon with Susan, Hannah and their friends she knew this was the right thing to do.
Amelia had faced bigotry all her life, not over her blood status but simply the fact she was a woman. When she was younger the current minister turned quite a few heads and her blond hair belied the intelligence that she had in abundance. It usually only took being knocked on their arses a couple of times for her male colleagues to get past the 'dumb blond' perception and treat her as a person.
When Voldemort killed her parents Amelia's heart hardened as she pushed herself to be the best auror she could be but when her brother and his family were wiped out it almost turned to granite, almost except for Susan. It was pure luck she had the child staying with her that weekend otherwise her whole family would have been murdered by the evil bastard she was hoping to see finally get what he deserved this Saturday.
Only two things in this world really mattered to Amelia Bones, Susan's happiness and getting revenge for her family. The death eaters had all but been wiped out in Britain and Susan was now happier, with better prospects than at any time in her short life and all thanks to Lord Harry James Potter. The head of the Bones family would walk through the gates of hell for that young man and only her ministerial position currently prevented her formally allying their houses. If she could use her position to help the magical children of Britain get a better life then she had no qualms about breaking the law to do so, Amelia also fully intended to make Hogwarts the best she possibly could before leaving for Italy at Christmas.
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