DRABBLE: Inky Illogic (Bellatrix/Voldemort)

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Title: Inky Illogic
Pairing: Bellatrix/Voldemort
Prompt: Black ink
Rating: PG
Word Count: 254
Summary: Why should it matter if she isn’t behaving normally?
Link to Prompt Table: http://gamma-x-orionis.livejournal.com/9118.html

Bellatrix was skilled at keeping her feelings under wraps.  She never showed anyone, ever, how she felt about the Dark Lord – oh, many people knew she had feelings for him, but no one could ever even have guessed how deep those feelings were.

It was not difficult to hide them.

But one night, Bellatrix was spurned one too many times.  She found herself leaving his chambers in tears, and when she rushed home, she went immediately to Rodolphus’s study.  With shaking hands, she pulled from his desk all the ink that he had, and a quill pen.

When Rodolphus found her, she was kneeling on the floor, drawing on her own flesh with the black ink.  Bellatrix had used up three bottles of it already, covering her body completely in swirls and words and designs and, over and over until not an inch of skin was bare of it, the Dark Mark.

Rodolphus assumed it had been some sort of panic attack or psychotic episode, and as Bellatrix never repeated the act, he assumed it was nothing to be worried about.

Bellatrix knew better.

She hadn’t covered herself in ink in an act of foolish insanity. 

She had done it because she had hoped – in perhaps the most illogical part of herself – that if she just painted herself with the Dark Lord’s mark enough times, if she made it permanent upon herself, if she made it as clear as clear could be that she considered herself his, then he would take her as such.