Harry James Potter growled angrily as he stood before is godfather, Sirius Black's, killer. The Dark Lord, Voldemort, was dueling Dumbledore, when he felt it. A surge of power unlike anything he'd ever felt before. Letting a bellow of pain and agony, Harry began to emit a bright glowing light, that captured the attention of everyone in the room. Death eaters and Order members alike froze in shock. Including Dumbledore and Voldemort. More surprising however was the violent response of several of the death eaters. Particularly Voldemort inner circle.

However, nobody was expecting the response from Bellatrix Lestrange as she looked up to meet Harry's gaze.

"We are yours to command young master. All who kneel before you shall become your army. I beg for your mercy. Please spare my life master. However, if you choose to kill me, I shall face my death, knowing that I deserve much worth, for all the crimes I committed in the name of the Dark Lord Voldemort."

Harry nearly fainted before taking a look around.

Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy, Fenrir Greyback, and Remus Lupine knelt to him. Slowly, he turned to face Bellatrix.

"For now, I will spare your life. But I want answers. You will answer them honestly. You will not leave my sight. To lie to me or leave my presence would mean to forfeit your life. Am I understood?"

Bellatrix lowered her head submissively.

"I will do as you have commanded master. Your wish is my command. Whatever you may require of me, I shall do."

Harry nodded. Everyone else was still frozen in shock. Waiting for Harry to speak again.

"Very good. As for now, I believe you know my friend Neville?"

Bellatrix nodded quietly.

"Yes master. I have met master Longbottom before. I was supposed to kill him. But couldn't bring myself to do it."

Neville gasped, she was supposed to kill me and didn't! Maybe there is hope for her.

Harry smiled at her.

"Until further notice, you will treat Neville with the respect you treat me with. But, as I said earlier, you will not leave my side."

Bellatrix nodded again.

"Yes master."

Tonks, thanks to her metamorph powers, had her jaw literally hanging on the floor.

"Harry, whatever you did to her, please teach me that trick."

Voldemort chose to speak.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!"

Dumbledore snapped out of his trance and glanced at Voldemort.

"If I knew, I would tell you. So…CAN SOMEBODY EXPLAIN WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!"

Neville found himself laughing at the confusion of the two wizards, yet stopped when everyone's heads turned toward Harry.

"Don't look at me. I'm just as confused as you are. Bellatrix?"

Bellatrix whined quietly.

"Nothing I can say without dying?"

Harry sighed quietly.

"Oath?"

Bellatrix nodded quietly.

"I'm sorry I can't tell you master."

Harry sighed quietly.

"We're going to talk about this later. Somebody pick up Tonks' jaw. Let's get out of here."