Slits for red eyes, a flat snakelike nose and greyish skin is enough to make a woman shudder and say, "I wouldn't sleep with that man if you paid me a thousand galleons." but somehow Bellatrix found herself laying next to him under warm sheets at 1:00 o'clock in the morning.  True love it must be or why would she be there?  Her mind flashed back to when she had admitted her love for him.

It had been midnight and the moon was full.  Fenir Greyback had successfully transformed a six year old witch into a six year old werewolf and Lucias was mad at Bellatrix for lecturing him on being a good death eater.

"ENOUGH!" he shouted at her baring his teeth.

"What are you now? A Werewolf?" asked Bellatrix mockingly.

"CRUCIO!" bellowed Lucias.

Bellatrix fell onto the filthy couch in the corner screeching something about revenge.

Her screams echoed all over the deserted muggle farm.  It would have been fine if it was only the two of them but it was the three of them.

Why Lucias suddenly stopped was a mystery to Bellatrix at that very moment but he did and ran away.

Seconds later the door had opened and gleaming red eyes pierced the darkness.                                                                     "Bellatrix?" he had whispered as his eyes saw her.

"M-my lord," she croaked weakly.

"Who?" was his only response.

"Lucias, my lord."

"He will pay."

"If you say so my lord."

"My lord this, my lord that, enough my lord."

"Yes my- yes."

He helped her up and as she looked into his eyes she felt a sensation she could not understand.

He searched her face and suddenly he kissed her.  Bellatrix could not help but kiss him back.

  Tom Riddles turned over and kissed Bellatrix bringing her back to the real world.