A/N: I Don't own Harry Potter!
"Lucius, come on, let's go see what's wrong with Bella…" I said, my voice echoing in the kitchen. He followed me out and I said "Oh my, Bella, what's wrong? … Why are you… o-on our table?"
"BECAUSE!" She cried out.
Lucius sat down in his chair, and stared at her. I followed him and hit him on the way to my seat. I broke the silence after pure five minutes of watching her weep. "Can you get off the table, please, and tell us what's wrong?"
There was more silence as she cried more.
"Bella, I've never seen you so emotional like this, please tell us what's wrong…" I said to the broken-heartened woman on the table. A "no" escaped her lips as she looked down into the carvings on the side of our table. I looked at her, then at Lucius. Lucius looked disgusted.
"Bellatrix, get off the table!" Lucius said and stood up.
She looked up, tears in her eyes, and crawled like a cat across the table to him. She got extra close to his face and screamed, "Can't hear you… I'M PLANNING REVENGE!" And she slammed her head against the table again.
Lucius opened his mouth, but I silently begged he wouldn't speak anymore. "Bellatrix"—there goes that plead—"why are you sitting on our table if you're planning revenge?" She looked up again and sat on her knees. She arched her back and clamped her hands on his shoulders, cocking her head fiercely to one side.
She whispered loudly in his ear, "I do what I do; I do what I need to do, so, Lucius… don't get IN MY WAY!" Her voice darkened and she screamed the last three words. She banged him back against the chair, so she felt higher and stronger. She rose herself above him; she had him trapped.
I felt a war rising in her, and Lucius was oblivious to it. "You just want us to feel sorry for you; you get in my way when you're in my house."
I came and dragged her away from him, and she was kicking and screaming. She hit me and hopped off of the table, running over to Lucius.
Lucius extended his wand, and Bellatrix screamed "Expelliarmus!" His wand flew back and she raced up to him, tears in her eyes, wand extended.
She screamed. And she screamed loud. "I'M GOING TO WIPE THAT SMILE OFF YOUR KNOW-IT-ALL FACE! I never said I wanted YOU to feel sorry for ME! Why would you think THAT? I just MIND my OWN –"
"BELLATRIX!"
She twirled around to face me. Her makeup was a mess; she looked like an Emo clown. "Put—Down—Your—Wand—Please…" I paused, and she gently bent down and placed it on the floor.
She kneeled on the ground, looking up at me. Then she collapsed.
"He's been cheating on me." She sighed and screamed.
Her husband, Rodolphus, couldn't be. "You two were perfectly fine for Draco's birthday – Why not now?" I asked and she screamed again.
"I don't know! And you know what's sad? Why is the eldest daughter jealous of the younger one!" She shot up, and returned to the table. She prowled around, crawling on the table towards me. Her back was arched and her knuckles were white.
"How are you jealous of me?" I asked, and tears burned her face. She quivered her lip and pointed to Lucius while still puppy-eyeing me.
"You've got a man that still loves you – even though he's a JERK!" She screamed again, only this time, in my ear. Lucius and I have been fighting, and I don't think he's cheating on me, (he better not!) but does that really make her jealous?
"Well, you don't need Rodolphu—"
"DON'T!" She screamed. "I do! But I can't! BECAUSE HE'S CHEATING ON ME! And not with a wizard, but no, he cheats on me with a filthy MUGGLE from France!"
"WHY?"
"Hmm," Shut up, Lucius… don't start with her… "I wonder why…" Smack.
Bella wailed. She screamed a piercing scream, and I screamed. "BELLATRIX!" She whimpered, and I ran over to Lucius. He glared at me, but I glared back. "Now." My voice was quick and sharp, but he still understood.
Lucius walked slowly over to Bellatrix, who was still on the table.
"Bellatrix… sit up."
She did as she was told, and Lucius looked back at me. I waved my hand forward, signaling that he HAD to do it. "Bella, I'm sorry…" His voice was monotone, and his expression showed that he really wasn't. So, I pushed him forward. He threw his arms around her, and she obediently took it.
She sobbed into his shoulder. He rearranged his body, fitting his with hers.
She opened up her eyes and screamed. She pushed him back, and hissed, "Don't get attached to me." He stood puzzled, and Severus walked in. Bellatrix strode over to where he was, totally ignoring Lucius and I.
"What?" She shrieked, and Severus looked at her.
"Bella—" She swooned when he said her name – "Rodolphus is here to see you." Severus said, and Bellatrix's shoulders slumped and she growled.
"I don't want to see that basta—"
"BELLATRIX! Go, now! You two need to talk." I interrupted her, and she whipped her head around. She shrieked.
"But—he—I—UGH!" She bursted out into tears, and Severus held her. I was beginning to think that maybe Severus liked her… She studdered and hopped off of the table, and walked into the kitchen.
Three and a half hours later, the screaming stopped. I looked at the luminous clock mounted on the wall; it was one o'clock in the morning. Bellatrix ran out, picked up her wand, and screamed into the kitchen.
Everything was silent. I sat there in my chair, watching Bellatrix be frozen with her wand extended in the air, breathing heavily. She looked at Severus, Lucius, and I, and I knew what she did by the look in her eyes.
"Bellatrix… you ki—"
"With a knife." She quickly responded back, and she sat on the table, moving to Severus.
Lucius laughed. "Remind me never to have you pissed at me, and we're both in a kitchen." Lucius took a drink of wine.
"See! He takes it as a joke!"
"He's drunk!"
"Oh… that would make… more sense…"
I sighed, knowing she was going to get in trouble. She was going to get hurt by the Lord himself, because she killed one of his Death Eaters. "Why'd you do it?"
"I wanted revenge. Then I sent him to his other wife in France." She laughed evilly.
"Bella, you killed your husband…" She hopped off of the table, hugged everyone, and said "Yes, I killed him. I'm going to bed, good night!"
She skipped up the stairs, and I wondered if she was going to be that happy by tomorrow.
"The Lord is coming tomorrow, Bellatrix…" She froze completely.
She spun on her heels to face Lucius, who was right next to her on the stairs. "I'm going to bed. Good night." Her voice was shaky, and I believe this has been the only time she was afraid of Lord Voldemort himself.
She ran up the stairs, into her room, and slammed the door shut.
I walked past the table, (surprised that Bella wasn't on top of it!) planning to wake her up. I heard whimpering underneath the table, and I looked under.
"BELLATRIX!"
"HE'S GOING TO KILL ME!"
"No, he's not, get dressed, and get ready. Maybe he won't notice?" I hoped and prayed that the Lord won't notice one Death Eater gone…
"Okay," Her voice was small and shaky. She moved slowly under from the table and the Lord himself walked in and screamed "BELLATRIX!"
"I DIDN'T DO IT!"
"Do what?" Oh, thank you…
"Nothing…" I quickly said. Voldemort sat at the head of the table, and everyone assembled in their chairs, except for Rodolphus and Bellatrix.
"I just saw her; where'd she go?" Voldemort asked when he saw that she wasn't in her chair. Nagaini slithered underneath the table and hissed.
"Ah, Bella, what on earth are you doing under the table?"
"N-nothing, My Lord," Bella said, staying put.
"Oh, come now, Bella! You're acting like Peter!"
A muffled "HEY!" came from a separate room. Bellatrix climbed up to her chair, and Voldemort noticed something strange…
Like LeStrange…
Oh, please… don't notice! Please, Lord… don't notice…
"Where is… Rodolphus, Bella?"
Bellatrix quivered her lip, looking pleadingly at me. "He's late, my Lord…" I lied.
"I don't think I asked you, Narcissa. Where is he, Bellatrix?"
"Um… I k-killed him, my Lord…"