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-x- Character; Lord Voldemort.
Tom sat in his place at the table in Malfoy Manor, overseeing the Death Eaters, who had all but quieted and stilled at his presence. Most of them were worthless, in his opinion. Merely disposable so-called servants. Only a few were actually capable enough of keeping his attention for more than the moments he needed to cast the Cruciatus Curse, kick them to the side and tell them to stop whining, and move on. Bellatrix Lestrange was one of them. In fact, as the days wore on, in Tom's opinion, she was the *only* one that he'd hardly spare a passing glance to. Bellatrix was about as mad as they get, granted, but she was a magnificent servant.
She'd served him faithfully from the time he'd given her the Mark when she was 16. She'd give anything for him, and do anything he asked of her without a word of protest. Tom needed more of this kind of loyalty. Bellatrix had always been a model Death Eater. She was what everyone in the room aspired to be,