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Bellatrix felt inordinantly pleased at Snape's compliment but kept from reacting to it. It would be like many of the lesser men in the Dark Lord's service to use such a thing to their advantage. True, Snape was no lesser man and he would stay for his punishment, but it wouldn't do to turn her back on him. "But of course, Severus," she replied as if to a child, "I'm always wicked. You couldn't think you'd always be the favorite of the Dark Lord simply because you are his eyes and ears at Hogwarts. I have talents to offer that you can only dream of, and I"m only beginning to show my usefulness again." Best not to dwell on her lost years at Azkaban, the dwindling screams of her victims echoing in her head for 13 long years.
She hit him with a spell as punishment for reminding her of that dark time, the blood welling from a cut on his cheek. "I want to hear you scream, Severus. You can choose your mode, but I want you and I to both know that I am the one with the power."
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