Author's Notes: Written for the adventdrabbles community on insanejournal.
Title: Back Home
Word Count: 245
Prompt: #1 – Ringing Christmas bells
Disclaimer: JKR owns, I do not, I make no money
Notes: Also for silenced doubts' Song of the Week Mini-Competition
Rodolphus's wife looked beautiful in the snow. Ethereal… beautiful… like a goddess…
Like a cruel, cruel goddess.
"I wish you'd tell me where you're going…" he said tentatively.
"Don't be pathetic, Rod," she snapped at him. "You knew what sort of life you were getting when you married me."
"But the holidays are so close… you will be home for Christmas, won't you?" After the horrendous Christmas Rodolphus had had last year, when Bellatrix had stayed out all night with the Dark Lord, he would have given anything for her to stay.
"Of course – Jesus, Rodolphus, I won't be gone very long," she told him. "A few days… you'll hardly even notice."
"Won't I?" Rodolphus felt bitterness welling in his stomach, though he did his best not to show it. How dare she act like this towards me? Any other man would have gone, after last year…
"Trust me," she told him. "And you shouldn't complain so anyhow – I'm only leaving you to do the Dark Lord's work. You oughtn't begrudge me that."
Then she was gone. The sound of her disapparating cracked through the air, then the echo faded, slowly blending out into the sound of bells.
That had been the first of November.
Christmas was close, and she wasn't back home yet.
Rodolphus stood in the doorway, listening to the bells – heralding Christmas – ringing just as they had the night she had gone away, and hoping to God that she'd come back home.