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Pairing: Bellatrix/Voldemort
Prompt: Quoth the Raven
Rating: PG
Word Count: 148
Summary: Is it a lost love if it never existed?
Link to Prompt Table: http://gamma-x-orionis.livejournal.com/9118.html
Bellatrix sat in her chambers, gazing out her window and lost in misery. She was weak and weary and the only thing that would have made her happy at that moment was to be in her Lord's arms.
But, of course, she could not be.
Because he did not desire her.
She buried her face in her hands and her body shook with suppressed tears. Oh, God, my Lord, why have you left me?
Well, she thought, perhaps it was unfair to say that he had left her. He couldn't leave her when he had never really been with her in the first place.
Outside her window, a raven swooped down to perch upon the skeletal branch of a tree. It let out a throaty rattle, and through the glass, in Bellatrix's state of emotional anguish, she could have sworn she heard it say the Dark Lord's name.