"My Lord" Bellatrix whispered sinfully, from her bowed position. "I wish to pledge myself to your service: body, magic, and mind."
"Oh, and what do you have to offer that would be of use to me?"
Her head rose ever-so-slightly, to reveal her lust-filled eyes and the way her tongue slowly moistened her lips. " Myself, in any way you desire…"
Harry took on a pondering expression, before sitting back and glancing to his 'inner circle'. "Well, what do you all think?"
The adults, and most teens, stared back at him in shock.
"Uh pup… this is sort of your call, not ours." Sirius pointed out.
"True, but I do not know the woman nor whether I can trust her. You all have far more experience than I in that department."
"She is the one who tortured Neville's parents." Hermione muttered from her spot, "she is also the Dark Lord's most loyal follower…"
" Was " Lucius interrupted, "as in past tense. The Dark Lord is gone now."
"And that matters why?" Remus inquired, "she practically worshiped him, can we really trust her not to betray us, to betray Harry?"
"She is my cousin Moony…" the Animagus muttered sullenly, "I'd rather not see her cast aside or worse…"
"And my wife's sister, we can guarantee her loyalty."
"Like you guaranteed your own?" Fleur snapped.
As the various 'council members' began to argue Harry turned to the one, thus far silent, man standing away from the group. "What do you think Professor?"
Snape's head rose, surprise in his eyes that the teen would trust him at all. "I know her far less than her family would."
"True, but you have seen both angles, as Dumbledore's follower and under Tom's reign. Besides I already consider you as part of my inner counsel and thus I trust your opinion."
The Potion master blinked, before nodding slightly. "Bellatrix was the Dark Lord's most zealous follower, she was also among his most skilled . Few could claim to be able to duel her and live. She was personally tutored by the man which means her knowledge of the Dark Arts is surpassed by very few, if any. I believe that if her loyalty can be assured she would make a valuable asset, but it must be assured."
"Wise words…"
"I will do anything to prove myself my Lord ." The woman replied.
Harry nodded, before glancing over the others assembled, pausing slightly over one in particular. "Hermione…"
"Yes Harry?"
"What are the laws concerning inheritance should a spouse be killed?"
The bushy-haired Witch bit her lip for a second as she pulled out the knowledge from her mind, "If there is no other next of kin or legal document in place then everything goes to the spouse unless a court says otherwise."
The boy-who-lived nodded, "Very good, then I have one simple task for you Bellatrix, if you perform that you will be admitted."
Whispers and murmurs began spreading through the occupied chamber as the woman nodded excitedly and rose, hoping for a more sensual task.
"Kill your husband."
The room fell silent in disbelief.
"Wh…"
"It is quite clear that Rudolphus Lestrange has no desire to actually join us, instead he simply came here to try and gain information and betray me. Now normally I would simply kill him for such stupidity, but I will give him this chance, if he can defeat you he will be allowed to leave but you will not be admitted, if he dies then you will be welcomed."
She turned slowly, a dark gleam in her eyes as she stared down the man, whom everyone else quickly distanced themselves from.
"N-now Bella… honey… let's talk abou…"
The Wand was in her hand before he could finish, and he was forced to leap out of the path of several Curses fired at him before he could draw his own.
"Come now dear," she taunted in a sickeningly sweet voice, "don't you think we've talked enough? I want to play ."
A shield was hastily formed to block a series of cutting and bludgeoning Spells, giving the Lestrange enough time to dive to the side before it too gave way under the onslaught. "N-now Bellatrix stop this. I don't want to hurt you but…"
Flames roared from her Wand, earning a hiss of pain as the burned his leg before he could properly dodge. "I don't think you need to worry about me my dear husband. You always were a shoddy duelist at best."
Rudolphus raised his Wand, a curse on the tip of his tongue before his wife's own Crucatius hit him square in the chest, earning scream of pain from the man as she pranced towards him in glee. A swift kick knocked his weapon from him, allowing her to crouch down to have a more 'personal' conversation.
"Don't think of this as revenge for all of the shitty years you made me put up with you and your useless brother who you insisted on having live with us, nor payback for all the times I had to listen to you two going at it like squealing pigs. Instead this is just my way of trading up for a far younger and more attractive Lord who I am hoping to convince to shag like rabbits."
"B-Bella pl…"
She silenced him with a slash to the throat, letting him bleed out rather than use the Killing Curse, on the off chance she might offend her new 'Lord'. Turning she grinned widely at the seated boy, who nodded back.
"Welcome to the family, Bellatrix Black."
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