"Come here, now," said the high, cold voice of Lord Voldemort. "Are you willing to be my most faithful? Will you never waver from my side? Are you willing to be a Death Eater?"

" I am," the young Bellatrix said softly. "I am. I will be your most faithful. I am willing."

"Ah, but such lies," hissed Voldemort. "You never wanted to come here. Your peers shunned you for just wanting to be a normal student. Your parents punished and forced you to come here. Do not lie to Lord Voldemort, Bella, for he knows, he always knows. You-"

" No! I came here with my own intentions-" Bellatrix cried.

"Crucio!"

Bellatrix screamed. This curse… her parents had done this before… but this curse was more powerful than any she had experienced. Her veins were on fire, she was sinking into a pit of pain, she wanted it to end, quickly…. raw fear consumed her now, but she was till adamant.

"M-M- My Lord," Bellatrix breathed. "I do wish to join you."