AN: OK this is my first fic. It was just a short idea, but I hope you all enjoy reading it. Any feedback will be welcome
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and I am not making any money out of this. If I was my name would be JK Rowling and I'd be rolling in it. Alas my name is not JK Rowling.
"speech"
"Turn around and put you wand on the ground"
"Uh uh uh I wouldn't do that if I was you. We wouldn't want the ickle baby potter to be hurt, now would we" she giggled insanely, as she turned around to reveal the unconscious half naked potter with a wand to his head.
"What have you done to him?" one of the aurors asked shocked. Bruises, purple, black and blue marred his emaciated figure. Harry's head lolled to the side and he groaned slightly, but he did not open his eyes. Bellatrix gave a high pitched laugh.
"Me!" she pitched "I did nothing, I didn't have to. I found him like this, he didn't even realise who I was. The ickle boy seemed to think I was his mummy".
The horror at her words seemed to permit the air. Lestrange laughed all the louder at their reaction.
"To think the great, saviour of the wizarding world couldn't even handle a few measly, muggly, mudbloods HA!"
"H...how did you get passed the wards" one of the braver aurors asked.
"I was invited in!" she exclaimed, not caring at all that she was giving away all her plans. "The stupid mudbloods were only too happy to invite me in, once I told them I would get rid of the boy for them. Of course" she paused "I took care of them... couldn't have muggles hurting wizards even blood traitors and half bloods. I couldn't kill them of course, the wards stop me from that, but one of them will be in diapers for a very long time, and the others well..." she trailed off an insane grin on her face.
"I do wonder though" she said suddenly serious "How did such a weak boy like you defeat the greatest wizard of the age?" she ran a long finger up and down his chest, in what would have been a seductive gesture were it not for the bloody lines been left behind where her fingers touched.
Suddenly she threw her head back and laughed. The wizards surrounding her flinched at the sound.
"Perhaps your not so weak after all little potter, and low and behold who was the one who rescued you from your prison. Not your precious light, but me a dark witch. Oh how simply wonderful it will be to turn you, their little boy wonderagainst them. Oooh how delightful" she laughed gleefully.
"You will do no such thing Bellatrix"
Lestrange looked up at the voice and her face contorted into a sneer.
"Dumbledore" she spat.
"Put the boy down Mrs. Lestrange" he ordered. The power that made him so famous swirled visibly around him.
She merely smiled a mad glint in her eyes.
"Or what Dumbledore"
"Or I will be forced to show my hand. Do not make me do that Lestrange".
She laughed loudly. "What can you do Dumbledore? You won't kill me. You can't. You're all about second chances. Ooh please Dumbledore, I'll be good, I've repented see, pathetic".
"For him I will. I owe him that much at least." For a brief moment, the Headmasters power wavered and he seemed sad, but that moment was gone in an instance and he appeared resolved.
"Release him"!
She smirked and slowly raised her wand to his head. "If I'm going to die, I'll have my revenge for my master and take him with me Avad..."
"Avada Kedavara" Dumbledore shouted.
A sickly green light flew out of a wand and hit. Slowly a single body fell to the ground, a smirk still resting on her pale face.