A/N- Just a little bit of Bellamort drabble- enjoy :)
Disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter... obviously!
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Love?
I don't know the meaning of the word!
She means nothing to me.
Nothing.
She is a pawn in my strategy.
A weapon at my disposal.
Nothing more.
Just because she haunts my dreams,
Just because I trust her the most,
Just because every time I see her my heart stops
Doesn't mean I love her!
My heart stops?
I did not just say that!
Nononononononoooo!
I am the dark lord.
I do not feel love.
I don't.
Never.
Love is for wimps,
Like Harry Potter, and Dumbledore.
I hate them so much!
'Love is the most powerful thing in the universe, yada yada yada...'
They annoy me.
Them and their little speeches.
GRRRR!
It annoys me soooo much!
Love?
... Love...?
What exactly is 'love'?
Is love the same as lust?
Is love the same as care?
Is love the same as devotion?
Can I feel any emotions?
I think so.
People see me as a cruel, heartless man.
However, I'm sure I can be very nice, and friendly...
If you get on the right side of me...
Just because I can't 'love', doesn't mean I can't feel other emotions... does it?
I mean... she is rather pretty...
And hot...
And has beautiful eyes...
And a gorgeous personality...
NO!
I can't think about her this way.
I'm cruel and heartless!
Cruel and heartless!
Cruel and heartless!
Cruel and heartless!
... That's what I tell myself...
It seems to work...sometimes...
I can believe my own lies.
The lies which tell me I can't have her.
I'm a horrible, terrible person,
And she deserves someone better.
Someone like her husband!
A respectable pureblood marriage.
I hate to admit it... but I'm just half blood.
I had to kill my filthy muggle father!
I couldn't have him ruining my life any more than he already had!
I would have killed my mum too.
But she was already dead.
I didn't feel 'love', or any emotion for either of them!
Is she different?
Is she special?
Do I care?
WHY AM I EVEN THINKING ABOUT THIS?
I should be making a plot to kill harry Potter!
Yet, I can't get her off my mind!
My sick, twisted mind.
I'm not as... psychopathic... as her.
I have reasons for my actions.
It is all necessary.
For the greater good.
The greater good.
Good?
Evil?
Is there a difference?
People doing 'good' could be proved to actually be doing evil.
People who are 'evil' could really be doing good.
Everyone says the Death Eaters and I are evil.
We aren't.
We are simply purifying the world.
Cleansing it.
We have cookies!
Dark Side Cookies!
Baked fresh by Narcissa!
They taste amazing!
I love cookies!
Wait? What?
I just said the 'L' word!
I don't love cookies!
I really don't!
I just find them incredibly tasty...
And soft,
And buttery,
And chocolaty,
And moreish,
And warm,
And delicious.
No!
I don't love anyone, or anything!
Not even cookies!
Or... her!
Her with the crazy glint in her eyes.
Her with the wild dark hair.
Her with the black, lacy dress...
NO!
Why do I keep thinking about her like this!
It's... weird...
Is it love?
It can't be!
I was conceived under a love potion!
I CAN'T LOVE!
But I can still feel lust...
... And affection
... And passion
... And care
But it doesn't really matter in the end, does it?
All I know is that I, Lord Voldemort, have very strong emotions for this woman.
Bellatrix Lestrange.
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A/N- Enjoy it? Reviews please! good or bad :) Please... I need reviews... he's gunna kill me... Voldemort!... Voldemort said without reviews he'll kill me! Please help!
If You liked it, go check out my other stories :) I've not got too many at the moment, only about 7 or 8, but i will have more! :) They're mostly Bellamorts right now :P