Lets Watch It Burn (Bellatrix)

[jack]

Jack walked into his class room late at night. He didn't need anyone seeing what he was up to. He deffinately didn't need anyone over hearing him. He closed the door, and it locked behind him. The dark wizards in the pictures around the room turned to look at him. Surely they were confused about the late night visit. Only one of the wizards in the portraits would know what had brought him here. A connection that only Jack, and his mother knew about. He walked directly to the portrait of Lord Voldemort. "Hello father." He spoke in a hushed tone. Voldemort smiled down at him. "What do you need my boy?" The cold voice asked. "I need you to go tell my mother to meet me at Kings Cross, platform thirteen. We need to have a chat A.S.A.P." The dark lord nodded, and he was gone from his frame.

Jack turned on his heal ignoring the surprised expressions from the other protraits. He knew none of them would tell anyone else. That is why it was all dark witches, and wizards. They would be all for the things he did. With a wave of his hand the door unlocked, and opened for him. He went straight from his class room down the three flights of stairs into the entrance hall. He looked around quickly making sure no one had seen him, and then he slipped out the front door. He walked quickly to get out of the gates. As soon as he was outside he disapparated with a loud crack. He appeared in an alley way next to the train station. A homeless muggle jumped up from his make shift bed with a start. He rolled his eyes as he pointed his wand at the inferior creature. "Avada Kedavra." With a green flash the lifeless body fell to the ground.

He tapped his robes with his wand, and they transformed into a muggle suite. He placed his wand in the inside jacket pocket. Quickly he staightened his suite, and walked out of the alley way. He went into the station trying to ignore the muggles who walked back and forth all around him. He doubted that any would survive for very much longer. He went, and took a seat on a bench accross from platform thirteen. Now all there was to do was wait. This was easier said than done. He had such great news to give his mother. He also needed some help from her. He wondered how she would take to his news. It would surely be a turning point in their quest.

[jdumoulin]

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[jack]

He hadn't been waiting very long before he heard a woman thinking about the filthy muggles. His lips pulled up into a small smirk. No doubt that this was his mother. It was odd how much he and his mother were alike. He also found it odd that he could hear her thoughts. She was one of the few people that was able to keep him out. Why was she suddenly letting him hear her. She came over to him, and he smiled hearing her thoughts. At her words he stood up. "You know some people might find it a bit odd that you hit on your son." The wide grin on his face made it obvious that he didn't care. He gestured for her to take a seat.

He waited for her to sit, and then he followed suite. "I have much to tell you mother. Most importantly I am getting married, and I want you there. Secondly you will soon be a grandmother." His grin grew even wider. It would be clear to anyone hat he was actually happy for once. Somnething that was not very common for Jack. He wondered how his mother would take this news. Granted he had other news that she may find more important, but this was what was most important to him. He decided to give her a few minutes before he gave her the other news.

"Tomorow there will be a very contreversal article on the front page of the paper. The dark prince is demanding action against Harry Potter, Hermione Weasley, and Ronald Weasley for robbing Gringotts, and vandelizing the building. He will be making a public appearance at the bank in the morning. If action is not taken against the three criminals he will be siezing the bank, and keeping people out until the dangerous criminals are behind bars in Azkaban. I have it all planned out so that we should turn most of the wizarding world against the ministry, but thier is a small chance that it could all blow up in my face in which a fight would ensue between myself, and the ministry. I could use some death eaters in the crowd just in case. There is surely going to be one hell of a show."

[jdumoulin]

[/i] such a handsome young man." she stated, winking at him. When she sat down, and he did, she glanced him over. She couldn't help but think her son looked rather good in a suit, whether it was a muggle one or not. Smoothing her black dress, she allowed her mind to slip into its defense against Occlumency.

She listened to his next words with an impassive face, and then smiled again. "You're getting married? That's wonderful, Jack. Of course if you want me there, then there I will be, I would never miss it." she chuckled. "Who is the lucky lady?" and the knowledge that she would soon be a grandma brought up that common mother's pride for her own son. She was truly happy for him. If anyone deserved something so wonderful, it was him.

She let herself slip into a serious manner again when he spoke once more. The news was exciting also, and could further their plans quickly. She nodded as she listened. When he fell silent, she remained quite herself for a few moments, pondering over this news. "Yes, yes that is a fantastic idea. If it works, and those three are put behind bars in Azkaban, then our own plans would be even easier. With those three out of the way..." she paused, nodding again. "Of course, there is always the chance of it failing. With that filthy mudblood," she spit the word out like a curse, "as Minster of Magic, it might be harder. But if anyone can accomplish such a thing, it is you for sure. If you need Death Eaters in the crowd, then there we shall be." She decided to wait a while to tell him about the full purpose of her taking on a guise.[/ul][/size]

[jack]

Jacks smile became mischevous at his mothers question. Surely even she would be surprised with the hand fate had dealt him. "Her name is Alexis Faith Grindelwald. She is the great grand daughter of Gellert Grindelwald. The blood lines of the two greatest dark wizards have been mixed. Not to mention the pure blood line of Lestrange." He turned to look at his mother. He could tell that she was actually happy for him. He found this slightly amusing. Most people who knew Bellatrix didn't believe she had compassion for any one. Then again no one had ever seen her with her son.

"As long as they do not realise that I am the dark prince, or that the dark prince is in league with the deatheaters I can turn the people against the ministry. What you need to do is get a death eater high up in the ministry so that when we remove the three from thier positions of power we will have someone that we can make the new minister. I as a business man will front the campaign for our minister, and no one will realise what is really going on until it is to late." Jack put his arm around his mothers shoulder. "We will not be stopped."

[jdumoulin]

Bellatrix smiled at Jack. "Well, she is very lucky to have such a wonderful person like you as her fiancé. And I am so happy for you." She chuckled. "Also sounds like you picked a good choice in women." She leaned back against the bench's back, and watched all of those passing in front of them. "At least it isn't one of these... muggle scum."

She looked back at him as he went on to speak more about his plan. When he put his arm around her shoulder, she nodded. "Yes, we shall not be stopped. Your plan is near flawless. " She paused to think over it. "Well, you mention the Ministry that way, so I guess I have need to tell you something." She motioned at her appearance, the one of a young female. "This isn't only for a disguise so I don't have to conceal myself too much, there is a reason behind it. Recently I have been... thinking."

She smirked. "Yes, thinking of how much I would relish to infiltrate the Ministry, to get close to the mudblood Minister. So after a little thinking, I came up with the idea of taking on this appearance and..." she chuckled. "Taking up a job in the Ministry. I'll be right under their noses. Of course, I need your help getting a good enough position that I can build my way up to get there. You're well respected, I think you could help your mother here." She paused a moment. "Plus, there's... others who could also infiltrate the Ministry along with me. Others who might get the position of Minister when we succeed... That is... if they can be trusted..."

[jack]

Jack smirked as he looked at his mother. He felt good knowing how proud of him she was. This was all that mattered at the moment. He needed to show his mother what he was capable of, and how smart he was. She had no idea how far it went though where as he so rarely spoke of his plans. It was something that he feltwas best mentioned on a need to know basis so no one else would find out.

This was one of those times, and it meant that he would have to kill every muggle in the station to make sure his secret never left. He pulled his mother closer to his side. "You already know that I don't tell you everything that I do. I don't really tell anyone. My mind is the only mind I trust with all of this information. It is the only way I can be sure no one will find out what I am planning."

He spoke as he watched the filthy creatures go about their measley meaningless lives as if they were so superior. It disgusted him he hated them. "You don't need to infiltrate the ministry I already have. My person in the ministry whose name I can not disclose, I am sure you understand, will be gaining the ministries full trust , and confidence when they turn me in as the dark prince, and your key enforcer."

An evil grin spread accross his face. "I can easily escape from Azkaban when the time comes. Or if they kill me I will be back soon after thanx to the aid of my horcruxs. Then we will have someone high up in the ministry, and some one we can trust, and count on. Believe me there is no one better for us to put our trust in." Jack reached into his coat pocket, and drew out a vile of a black liquid.

He downed it quickly and his form changed into that of a twenty year old Tom Riddle. He grinned at his mother as his eyes burned red. He withdrew his wand from his pocket, and he tapped his leg with it. The muggle suite transformed into death eater robes. He tapped his mothers leg changing hers to the same thing. "Now what do you say that we slaughter all of the filthy creatures in the building?"

[jdumoulin]

Bellatrix nodded to herself at unknown thoughts. Thoughts that she wasn't even aware of in fact, but just randomly ran through her head like usual. As Jack pulled her closer, she leaned in a little to listen to his words.

"I understand, my son," she spoke back softly. "It is never too brilliant to trust others with personal thoughts when they need not know them. We both understand this as we both do it." She chuckled lightly. "Thoughts don't always need to be known, you never know who you can trust and who you can't."

She looked around at the filth that walked about, understanding nothing in life like they thought they did. Oh how wrong they are, she mused to herself. How very wrong. If only they knew, they would be begging whatever gods they believed in to spare them. Soon, perhaps... She then eyed Jack curiously as he told her that she didn't need to infiltrate the Ministry. "But what else do I have to do? You're always out having all the fun," she smirked devilishly. "All I do is sit at the house, minus the several occasions, and grow older and lazier every day." She shook her head. "A woman needs a bit of excitement every one in a while, my mysterious son."

She shook her head though. "I understand your judgement, however. I will abide by it, for now. I won't rest idly forever, however. If I feel that the time has come for me to infiltrate the Ministry also, I will do so, whether you think I should or not." She paused, then added, her smile fading slightly, "I am sure you understand." She stayed still, staring into her son's eyes for any hint of a reaction.

When he drowned a vile of liquid and turned into a younger Tom Riddle form, she smirked and watched as he changed his, and then her, clothes into that of a Death Eater's robes. At his words, her grin widened, and she spoke, "Now that's the Jack I know," and pulled her want out of the handbag she carried, which she tossed to the side casually. "After you."