"Because isn't real, the only real thing in life is power and Lord Voldemort has unbroken power, that us regular lesser wizards will never understand."

With a simple swish of he who must not be named white brittle wand, a group of rope attacks Karkaroff's body. She fell to the ground with the cable of strings encumbering her feminine frame. The ghostly figure walks over in bare feet near his fallen former **** eater and the woman trying to win his favor.

Voldemort's long slender fingers reach out touching Rose's face in an intense intangible manner. "You did a wonderful job. I thought you would have failed me. Most of my women's **** eaters always get carried away with their killings or with their women's needs. Such a good pet. I think Bella won't lose you today."

Rose eyes snuck below he who must not be named red slits. She spoke slowly. "Will... Will... I get my cloak and fully join your dark army my Dark Lord." Rose feels **** and shaky being touched by the man who doom her family line. A sick viney gnarly sensation filled her insides.

"Not yet my dear. You are very close, so close. But for helping me capture this loathsome creature. Why don't you decide what we shall do to him or shall we call you her." Voldemort commands the two people's attention.

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