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DRABBLE: Pathetic Girl (Bellatrix/Voldemort)
Title: Pathetic Girl
Pairing: Bellatrix/Voldemort
Prompt: The Haunted Corner
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 269
Summary: It’s all happened before, over and over.
Link to Prompt Table: http://gamma-x-orionis.livejournal.com/9118.html
“I didn’t mean to, Master!” she cried desperately. Bellatrix loathed crying before him, but tears streamed down her cheeks nonetheless. “I did not mean to fail you–”
“Silence!”
She pressed her hands over her mouth to muffle screams as he forced the Cruciatus curse upon her, her body contorting and buckling.
“You are nothing!” he hissed. “You are worthless! I do not know why I ever took you – what use did I ever think I would have for such a pathetic little girl?”
She tried to stifle her tears, but though his words made her want with all her heart to be strong for him, they cut so deeply that she was off in fresh waves of tears. He’s right. I am pathetic.
“I beg your mercy, Master,” she whispered. He only looked away from her with scorn.
Bellatrix shivered, dragging herself across the floor and drawing back into the corner of his bedchamber, bracing herself for his next curse. Blood dripped down her arms, leaving glistening streaks on the dark wood, and she sniffed slightly.
The Dark Lord paid her no mind. He had taken out his anger upon her, and now she was of no interest to him. He swept out, and left Bellatrix in the corner with his violence painting her body.
Her hand moved automatically to touch the wall. It was caked in her blood from the thousand times before that he had done this to her, had hurt her.
The corner was haunted with the memories of the ways that she had failed him and the ways that he had made her pay.