"No."

Bellatrix said. "What else do you have for your truly devoted **** eaters, my lord?"

Voldemort stood up in his flowy sequence black pearl color cloak. He walks around the entire table examining the people beneath him. "Bella, today I want to see my **** eaters show many initiatives and like our house words are, much more ambitious. Why do we keep ourselves lock up in this small place of London and Britain? We need to strike fear in the bordering countries. If they do not know my name, you'll show them the terror I installed in our small part of the wizarding world. That is all." He doesn't leave as he went over to a long obese black and green coiling snake near a fireplace.

The dark wizards and witches sat in conversations as Rose's eyes keep on he who must not be named. She studies him, hoping to find a clink in his defense. His snake moving throughout the hall now. It's stopped right in front of Rose. She remain as calm as she possibly could as the snake's fork tongue slithers out to lick Rose's hand and then went on a direct path somewhere different.

Greyback the werewolf calls out at Bellatrix. "You have new meat. I want a taste." He bares his werewolf-like teeth as this man has done many experimental spells to propel himself profoundly deeper into his werewolf state.

Bellatrix looks at the pet knowing she's about to lose her for a little while. "If she comes back with any bite marks upon her soft skin, then I promise I'll give you a nasty bloody one to match."

Snape stood up. "Bella did you forget. I want the first crack at this... little slut. Now come with me."

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