Disclaimer in Chapter One.

CHAPTER THREE

Don't Play With Your Food

"Bellatrix listen to me!" Narcissa hissed, pulling on her sister's arm. "If one of them survives they're going to know we're still alive, let's just go!"

Bellatrix shrugged Narcissa off of her arm and said calmly, "There will be no survivors."

The two Aurors could be heard even from inside. "Checking Severus' house for Dark items seems like a waste of time to me," the first one said. The sisters did not recognize either of the two wizards. They probably were not very high ranking.

"Only procedure," the second said as he climbed the stone steps up the walkway. "Even though Potter defeated You-Know-Who, after Dumbledore it is a little far fetched to believe he was on our side."

The other put his hand on the door handle, not at all concerned about what might be waiting for him on the other side and replied, "Well I believe he was, the story seems to fit, I mean–"

He was cut off by a flash of green light hitting him squarely in the chest. He barely heard the words fall from his opponent's lips as his eyes went wide and he fell backwards, hitting the cold wooden floor with a thud.

His partner scrambled for his wand and pointed it at Bellatrix, who's eyes danced with delight to kill again. He looked a mere child, maybe mid twenties on his best day. He looked determined, but frightened none the less.

"Ministry brat," Bellatrix spat, dodging his stunning spell. Narcissa had retreated farther back, clutching her wand but only planning to get involved in she had to. "Barely out of the cradle aren't you?" Bellatrix taunted.

Her favorite part was always taunting and torturing her victims. She liked to have a little fun until her toy had to be broken.

"Bellatrix Lestrange," he said, eyes wide. He probably though he would never have to deal with her, that's what the best Aurors and Hit Wizards were for, though most had perished in the recent battle.

"Look Cissy, I'm famous even among the cubs!" Bellatrix laughed and pointed her wand at the trembling boy in front of her, "CRUCIO!"

The boy hit the floor and dropped his wand before he had time to use a counter spell, and screamed in pain. Bellatrix laughed as he lay there after, breathing heavily. "Wittle baby Auror never had a proper due, did he?" She said in a sneering mock baby voice. Of course she knew that he had, they'd have trained him obviously. Not that it did much good against her, though.

Narcissa looked up as she remembered something. There was three of them before. "Bella!" she yelled, panicked.

Bellatrix however was too busy having fun torturing her prey to pay much attention. She used the Cruciatus Curse once more, and the boy's screams echoed off the walls.

"Bella STOP!" Narcissa screamed at her sister and hurried over to her.

Bellatrix looked throughly annoyed and demanded, turning around, "What?!"

"There was three of them before, on the path, remember? Then we argued and then... there was just two," Narcissa said, looking at the gasping boy beneath their feet.

Bellatrix either seemed to remember or just trusted her sister's judgement because she turned in a heat of anger and said, "Levicorpus!"

The boy was hung upside down by his ankles and Bellatrix looked at his frightened face as he rotated in mid air. "Where is the other one?!" She shrieked, madly.

"Other one?" The boy managed to get out, feigning confusement.

"CRUCIO!" The boy screamed in pain and Bellatrix went on, "Don't play stupid with me, you filthy Ministry scum! WHERE IS THE OTHER AUROR?!"

The boy groaned in pain and breathed, "Oh, him..." He took his sweet time replying and Bellatrix growled low in her throat and pressed her wand up against the boys throat. The top glowed red and he screamed as part of his flesh was burned away.

"Alright!" He gasped, clearly having enough. "He's–"

"There!" Screamed Narcissa as she pointed her wand at the other Auror who had just appeared in the doorway. He took in the scene and as Narcissa screamed a curse in his direction, he disapperated, making Narcissa's spell miss him by maybe half an inch.

"We must leave, Bella!" Narcissa screamed, grabbing her sister's arm. "Now!"

Bellatrix was having a hard time parting from her new toy as she burned another mark in the boy's skin.

"Now Bella! More are going to come!" Narcissa pleaded.

Bellatrix stared at her for a minute before turning back to the boy, a look of almost sadness on her face at having to kill him so soon. "Avada Kedavra!" she growled, and the boy's body fell limp to the floor as she laughed, at least trying to feel better about getting to kill another one.

Narcissa grabbed her sister's hand and they disapperated, just as more Aurors and a couple of Hit Wizards apperated to the scene. What awaited them was two dead bodies and the echo of Bellatrix's last cackle, fading into nothing.

They apperated into a living room of what could only be described as oddly tidy. Everything was color coded and nothing seemed to be out of place. It stunk of the elderly.

"Where are we?" Narcissa asked her sister. It had been her that led them this time.

Bellatrix crossed the living room and picked up a trinket of what looked like to be a small ballerina as she sat on the couch. The ballerina started to dance in her hand and she answered, "Godric's Hollow." She popped the head off of the tiny figurine, and now the lower half of it lay motionless in her hand.

Narcissa crossed the livingroom and asked, "Where in Godric's Hollow, exactly?" as she sat next to her sister on a couch that spelled like bad perfume and cats.

"Some old hag friend of Dumbledore's that Vol–" She stopped, still not wanting to speak his name. She knew if she did she would completely lose it. She took a breath and continued, "He killed."

Narcissa nodded and watched as her sister continued to destroy tiny figurines with her bare hands. She was clearly still annoyed that she didn't get to play more, and was taking out her anger on tiny porcelain people.

"If they hag died," Narcissa started, catching a tiny china doll's head and playing with it between her slim finger. "Shouldn't it be for sale now?" She really didn't want another disaster like what just happened. Now people know that they are alive and together, though they might make the assumption that Lucius and Draco were with them, which would keep them safe for awhile longer.

Bellatrix simply shrugged, "If it is we can always torture the realtor." A small smile appeared on her face at that prospect.

Narcissa looked at the table and spotted a book with the title, "The Life and Lies of Albus Dumbledore." She pushed it off the table, disgusted. The last thing she needed was to look at that name.

"You miss him?" Bellatrix asked, still popping heads off of all the trinkets and watching them twitch before becoming still. Narcissa looked over, clearly surprised. That was that last thing she expected. "Lucius?"

Bellatrix rolled her eyes, "No, Dumbledore. Of course Lucius!" She huffed in aggravation. "God, trying to be a sister for once and it gets thrown in my face!"

"No, no Bella. I'm sorry. I was just surprised. You've never..." she didn't finish the sentence but Bellatrix already knew the unspoken words.

"Seemed to care? Figured I'd try it out. But I have to say already it's being a pain in my arse."

Narcissa gave her sister a small smile and nodded. "Yeah, I miss him and Draco.. A lot."

"You should have stayed," Bellatrix said coldly as she popped off another head and crumbled it to almost powder in her fist.

"What?"

"You should have stayed. You messed up coming with me, Cissy."

Narcissa looked confused and Bellatrix went on, "Me and you both know you love your precious Lucius," she practically spat the last word. "More than you did your own flesh and blood. Why then did you come?"

"Bella we've talked about this..." Narcissa sighed. She was used to Bellatrix doing this, switching moods, changing her mind on an instant, especially recently. All the events prior seemed to have robbed her of more of her sanity. She seemed awfully bipolar now.

"You're hanging onto something that's going in a different direction than you," Bellatrix said, and finally looked at her sister. "Stop it."

"Bella..."

"I said stop it, Cissy!" Bella shrieked, and Narcissa moved an inch back on the couch.

Narcissa narrowed her eyes, looking at the glaring woman across from her. She wasn't going to take this anymore. She stared at Bellatrix and demanded, "STOP taking your anger and grief out on me, Bellatrix. I don't deserve it."

The two sisters stared at each other for a long time, and no one spoke. Finally, Bellatrix's glare ceased and she got up and said, "I'm going upstairs."

Narcissa didn't say anything, just took it as she won. Finally. She watched her darker half climb the stairs, and leaned back against the couch, a small smile etched on her face from her victory.

TBC...