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Truth or Dare

Chapter one: A question for Lord Voldemort

Bellatrix Lestrange walked up to the large wooden doors of Voldemort's Living quarters. She really didn't want to do this, but curiosity got the better of her, besides, if she didn't, she'd turn into a Toucan.

She looked back to see most of the Death eaters huddled up behind the corner, encouraging her to proceed.

"Hurry up, Bellatrix!" whispered Lucius Malfoy.

Bellatrix gave him a dark look and raised her wand enough for Lucius to vanish from sight.

Rolling her eyes, Bellatrix turned back to the door and knocked. It was at least 3 seconds before the door bolted open to emit Voldemort standing in the doorway with mock confusion on his face. At once, Bellatrix was on her knees, kissing the hem of her Lord's robes.

"My Lord-", she started

"Get up Bella', Voldemort said in a bored voice, "and what, exactly is the reason you are interrupting me today?"

"My lord, me and the death eaters-"

"The death eaters and I, Bella," he corrected

"sorry my lord", she apologized, bowing,"The death eaters and I were just wondering-"

Just then, a great snort of laughter sounded from behind the wall which Bellatrix recognised to be Draco Malfoy's.

Voldemort tilted his head to the side. "Draco, come here!"

More laughter sounded from behind the wall.

"And tell the others to do something useful such as doing the shopping; we're out of peanut Butter", Voldemort added as Draco popped his head out from behind the wall, still obviously trying to control his laughter.

"Yes, my lord" he snorted

Bellatrix, now that she thought about, found the question she was to ask quite funny and a giggle escaped her lips. Not her usual cackle of madness, but a soft melodic laugh.

At this, Voldemort turned to her, one eyebrow raised in question.

"Sorry, my lord", she strained through giggles, but now that she started, it was quite hard to stop and Bellatrix was forced rolling on the floor by her own enjoyment.

"Somebody tell me what is going on", demanded Voldemort.

"Draco, you will tell me, seeing as Bellatrix is unable to at the current moment!"

"Yes, my Lord", said Draco breathing slowly to calm himself down, though still clearly controlling the laughter that was threatening to burst out.

"We were playing truth or dare-"

Voldemort sighed. "I though I told you people to stop playing those childish games!"

Bellatrix let out another short giggle and Voldemort smiled, catching himself before anyone saw.

"Go on!" he said to Draco

"Well, it was Bellatrix's turn and she picked dare because she knows what question we'll ask if she chooses truth and...OW!"

"Oh, sorry Draco, I didn't see your foot, you should watch where you place it in the future!" said Bellatrix in what she believed to be an innocent voice.

"You are not!" retorted Draco, biting back tears while holding his left foot, "you purposely stepped on my foot!"

"Well then, snap the trap!"

"Bella, what was it you were to ask me?" Voldemort said, touching his forehead lightly with his long spider-like fingertips as though he had a headache.

"The death eaters requested for me to ask you if it is hard for you to breathe with your nose like it is. Personally I like it like that, My Lord" nodded Bellatrix, flinching as though ready for a curse to hit her.

"Bellatrix and others," he spat, "that is the most foolish inquiry ever made in my presence. Nothing is difficult for Lord Voldemort, especially not simple muggle abilities as easy as breathing! Now get out of my sight before I use the Crutiatous Curse on all of you!"

As he said it, the death eaters scrambled from their hiding space, pushing and shoving to get to the door while the one's that lagged behind were cursed.