Title: Youth
Character(s): Bellatrix Black/Lord Voldemort
Prompt: 6. Artificial Light
Rating: OG
Word Count: 137.
Summary: a young Bellatrix on mission with his Lord.
Author's Notes: none
The witch doesn’t flinch as she keeps guard- she’s so young, a new one they had left with him because she has not been identified, yet, in the archives of the Ministry. Not that, on a second thought, there’s much not to suspect about her- a Black, and a real one.
“Nobody came this way, my Lord.”
She spoke without having been spoken to. She’s little afraid of him, he can see this, but for once it’s a change he can bear. She’s not asking for any kind of recognition, her head high and focused on her task, profile regular in the lights of the muggle neighbourhood.
“You may go now, Bella.”
She doesn’t blush when he calls her by her name- or, rather, a nickname, as she Apparates away, melting in the quiet of the night.