RP: Voldemort and Bellatrix
Who: Bellatrix, Voldemort Where: Ministry When: July 13, morning Rating/Warnings: Summary: Voldemort is not pleased with Bellatrix.
"You bloody fool!" Voldemort snapped as Bellatrix--having been summoned through the Mark--walked into the Minister's office and the serpent-laden door closed of its own accord.
Hearing from his Adviser about Bellatrix and Alexander was the last thing the Dark Lord needed after a failed excursion. He had gone abroad after leaving the Ministry late on Friday night. He had grown tired of Percy Weasley's slowness in finding the giant population. He had thought he could do it on his own, but things were much harder when he had to be sure he wasn't showing his face. Before a month ago, he would have just killed person after person until someone gave him the information he needed. But now he had to be careful he didn't start an international war. That would come after He had taken Hogwarts.
Hogwarts, his mind seethed. The damn Traitor had managed to sneak dragons in. Bellatrix's foolish encounter was the straw that broke the camel's back.
With the door sealed, Voldemort stared at Bellatrix, "What have you done!"