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Chapter 1 Genius

She's kind of freaky
She's kind of weird
She's kind of freaky
But I don't know
I think she's a genius

X- The Murmurs

Narcissa held the boy in her arms gently for someone who caused so much trouble for her Dark Lord's plans. She turned around to see hundreds of eyes upon her like hungry vultures staring at rotten meat. They all waited eagerly for the news about the Boy Who Lived. None of the others seemed to want to dance with excitement more than her sister who cautiously peered over the shoulder of her master. Her eyes shined like bright stars in the darkest night. This was probably the happiest she looked since she escaped from Azkaban.

"He is dead," Narcissa said in a whisper but everyone seemed to hear and a sudden burst of excitement ran through the crowd. Colorful sparks flew from countless wands, the people all truly happy for what had just happened. Hagrid was the only one not celebrating but sobbing loudly, his big hands covering his face in sorrow. The half giant was allowed to hold Harry's body while the Death Eaters talked about how Voldemort had finally beaten the famous Harry Potter. They surrounded their master praising and bowing down to him causing his ego to inflate more and he even cracked a smirk at his accomplishment.

Narcissa joined the group wondering where her husband had gone to when she felt a tight grip pull her away from everyone and the noises and cheers that rang through her ears. She didn't have to see the face the person to know who it was. Even as children Bellatrix always managed to leave an imprint on her.

"Why did you lie to the Dark Lord?" She asked angrily. Despite people's perceptions on the female Death Eater Bellatrix was not as crazy as they claimed. She liked to believe she was on the borderline of insanity and genius but never wanted to make a clear distinction of it.

"I didn't…" The younger sister tried to laugh at the accusation but it didn't seem to work.

"Damn it Cissy! Don't you think I would know when my own sister is lying!" Bellatrix hissed. She didn't need to use Occlumency when Narcissa was like an open book to her. What could be so important that she betrayed both the Dark Lord and everything they stood for?

"Tell me why," She plunged her dagger in a tree near her sister's flawless face to emphasize her anger towards the situation. The younger Black's eyes darted wildly searching for any answer that would satisfy her sister's rage.

"Because of Draco." Narcissa sobbed. "He is my son and I just want to protect him like you always protected me Bella. Why can't you see that?"

The Death Eater's face softened a little and she thought deeply about what to do next. She chewed on her lower lip knowing that the minute the Dark Lord finds out that the half blood is alive her sister would face death for sure, if he were merciful enough. She couldn't rely on Lucius to help, if anything he'd give them away for sure. Cissy didn't even trust him to keep their son safe when he was going to Hogwarts.

"I always knew that Lucius would fail as both a husband and father."

"That's not important Bella," Narcissa clutched at her sister as if her life depended on it her eyes pleading against dark orbs that very well could be mistaken for black holes.

"Please…Please Bella help me find Draco and make sure he is safe."

It was a sad sight to see her sister so broken up for her son, never knowing the feeling of having any children. She stilled, seeming to be debating about what to do. If she helped then she would willingly be going against her Dark Lord's orders.

What was more important her only family member or the chance to finally purge the world of its filth?

"If something happened to him then I would die," Narcissa said burying her face into her sister's shoulder to cover her pain. At times being close to Bella was like walking on a landmine sometimes you'd barely miss the bombs while other times you step and watch your world explode in your face.

Back at Hogwarts

The school that once held smiles of young wizards and witches was filled with death and sorrow. Amongst them Hermione Granger was deep in thought about everything that just happened. She saw the dead bodies but didn't register the people of whom they used to be. She was lost in a place that she would rather not think about.

She imagined being back at Malfoy Manor under the hands of…Bellatrix Lestrange. Just the thought made her scar burn with such intensity it was almost as if she was being carved all over again.

She treated me like if I was just some Jack-O-lantern, a mere decoration for whatever she wanted to display.Hermione thought angrily. Never had she experience true terror than under the mercy of the dark haired witch.

Such hatred, such evil, such madness all wrapped in one petite body that left nothing but destruction and angst in her path. The young witch thought about the intense eyes of her torturer. They looked so empty like black holes ready to swallow anything that they targeted. It was almost like staring at a Dementor itself. She tried to clear her mind but it was clouded from the lack of sleep she was getting. Nightmares still plagued Hermione and yet the clever witch might have found a proper solution. She didn't know when she'd encounter Lestrange but when she did she vowed to get her revenge.

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