There are no sunrises anymore. Only darkness. Only death. Only power.

20.

(A/N 20th part already! This is most definetly going to be longer than my first fic! Also, does someone want to give me ideas for oneshots to my other story (Brutal - Bellatrix Black) because I have no idea what to do with it...")

    The inner circle members were sitting on a living room, in a meeting which was just ending. The Dark Lord had told them about a plan, of taking Hogwarts to his control. But from the inside. To do that, he would need the children of his followers ro become Death Eaters and do it for him.
"We need as many followers in Hogwarts as possible. Bring your daughters too."
Everyone muttered something about understanding and agreeing, even though the older men who had daughters were looking forward for their girls to be the perfect pureblood wives. Bellatrix was more than pleased of the fact that he was recruiting more females to his ranks. Allthough she knew, and was sure, that most of them would just end up to the lower ranks for doing nothing. At the time of the All Hallows' Eve, everyone older than fourteen were allowed to leave the castle for the weekend to visit their parents or to spend time with their friends. Homewer, the Dark Lord had sent this as the perfect opportunity to train the future Death Eaters before sending them out for an actual mission. Rodolphus cleared his throat and looked at the floor as he tried to ask what he wanted. But it seemed that he couldn't put it into sensible words, as he just blurted out to his excuse of a wife;
"Will you be mad, if I bring my daughters?"
Bellatrix shot him a horrifying glare and he sunk even deeper into his chair.
"Will you be mad, if I murder them?"
Rodolphus knew what the answer was going to be like, but he still was taken aback by it. Walden Macnair, who was sitting on the same couch with Bellatrix looked at her amused and made his opinion clear;
"If you were my wife, I would poison you."
Bellatrix looked at him from head to toes, and then smirked;
"If you were my husband, I would drink that poison."
Bellatrix got up from her chair, and left the room just behind the Dark Lord.

    "I got a letter from Draco."
"What does it say?"
Bellatrix walked next to her sister, as they had just finished dinner when an owl flew inside.
"Nothing unexcepted. Dumbledore - ",
Bellatrix snorted at this particular name mentioned,
"- is trying to get the children of known Death Eaters to his side with any way he can."
"The old fool never learns, does he?"
Bellatrix rose her eyes from the letter to the Dark Lord who was sitting at the head of the table as he spoke, while her sister continued to read the letter from her son:
"He also says, that the ministry is losing control, at least according to what he has overheard from other's conversations. The minister is trying to keep every child in Hogwarts at the end of October."
Bellatrix sighed in anger and demanded her sister, knowing that it would be exactly what the Dark Lord would say;
"When you reply to him, tell him that he and all of his "friends" are to be then, despite what the excuse of a minister says."
Narcissa nodded to her sister and left the  room to owlery after getting a parchment from a cabinet.

    Walden Macnair, Amycus Carrow, Fenrir Greyback, Corban Yaxley, Lucius Malfoy and Antonin Dolohov were playing a wizard poker in one of the many Malfoy manor's sitting rooms. Peter Pettigrew was lurking in a corner, ready to do whatever asked to and Narcissa was giving house elves orders, while watching the men play. The game ended, and as Antonin Dolohov lost, his weakened nerves from Azkaban made his anger boil up, as he hurled his cards all over the table and threw a badly targeted knife towards the door. The only problem was, that the door opened just in time for the knife to stab Bellatrix Lestrange into her stomach.

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