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Bellatrix glared at the crowd of parents waving their children off as the Hogwarts Express steams away from the station. "Bella what are you think?" Rabastan asked as he walked from the other side of the station. "RAB? What are you doing here?" She hissed.

"Oh just making sure you don't get in trouble." Rab smiled putting his arm around her shoulder. "Don't want you killing anyone." He laughed pulling her away from the station and back to the safety of home. "Rab when you got him his wand… what happened?" Bella asked, she was jealous that she didn't get to see her only son get a wand. "Well it went wonderfully… his first spell was Crucio." Rab laughed as they apperated away.

(four weeks later)

Dear Mother,

Hogwarts is great… other then the half-bloods and mudbloods that fill the halls. But other than that it is wonderful. I have many new friends (all purebloods of course). I am doing well in all my classes, Professor Snape doesn't like me very much. Quidditch soon starting soon I know Slytherin will win. Can't wait to see you again.

Lots of Love,

Ain

Bellatrix smiled as she set down Ain's letter. She was delighted to hear that her little boy was doing so well. "Is that Ain?" Rabastan laughed as he walked into the library. He had been staying with her since she had moved back to the Lestrange mansion. It was nice to have him around for company it was way better than those stupid house elves. "Really how did you know?" she turned around to face him. "Well you never smile that much for anything else. Ain's letters always seem to cheer you up." Rabastan smiled sitting himself next to her. "Well..." Bellatrix blushed she didn't like him pointing out the softer more motherly side of her. "Shut up." she frowned and looked down at the letter.

"How is he doing anyways?" he asked curiously. "Fine." Bella said quickly as she glanced over at him. He looked so much like Rodolphus. His hair, his eyes, his face all perfect. The way he ruffled his hair made Bella smile.

"Trix?" Rab asked, the sound of his voice pulled Bella out of her daydream. "Don't call me that." she said sternly glaring at him with her dark black eyes. Rab laughed "Ohh so you don't like being called Trix?"

"Yes I hate being called a foolish name!" she growled. "Foolish? What makes it so foolish?" he asked as he pulled out his wand. He quickly muttered something as two wine glasses appeared. "Wine?" he asked politely holding out a glass. Bella swiftly took the glass and swirled it in her hand as if magically filled up. She took a large swig before answering. "Andromeda called me that." Bella scowled, "ever since she married that good for nothin' mudblood of hers I haven't aloud anyone to call me that. I find it a disgrace."

"Oh so it is Andromeda's fault? I think it is still a splendid nickname." Rab stated taking a sip of his wine. Bellatrix smiled and looked at the empty glass in her hand. She swirled it around watching the drink refill itself. "To Rob." he smile holding up his glass. "To Rob." she winced before drinking again.

Ain smiled has he walked out to the Quidditch stadium. First game of the season was bound to be good, Slytherin vs. Griffindor. Stupid brat Harry Potter had made the team! He was only a first year, and everyone on Slytherin knew that the McGonagall women got him a broom. It wasn't fair that the boy that ruined his life and sent his mother to prison got a free broom. "Stupid Potter." he muttered as he took a seat in the Slytherin section of the stadium.

"SLYTHERN KICKS GRIFFINDORS BUTT!" Debbie Winson screamed as she sat next to Ain. "Hey Ain." she smiled putting on her Slytherin hat. "Nice scarf where'd you get it?"

"My dad." Ain replied dryly. The thought of his father made Ain cringe and want to get his revenge even more. He looked over at the mudbloods in the other parts of the stadium. Stupid mudbloods.

"That was nice of your dad. Hey, didn't your mom break out of Azkaban?" she asked.

"Yes. Why?"

"Well it is interesting that she actually made it out of the heaviest guarded prison in the world!" she exclaimed "Have you talked to her?" Ain paused, should I tell her about the contact I had with mum? She is my best friend. "Yes." Ain said in a hushed voice. "Wow Ain! You mum is practically a hero in my house!" Debbie smiled, "maybe I could meet her sometime!"

"Sure." Ain replied as he turned his attention back to the game that had already started. Of course Slytherin was winning, no surprise there. "AND THEY HAVE SPOTTED THE SNITCH!" the announcer yelled. The crowd looked for the seekers, they flew through the sky after the golden snitch. Debbie cheered along with the crowd. Ain just watched in awe, remembering the broom in the store window. How he wished he had that broom.

"AND SLYTHERN HAS WON!" the announcer yelled as the Slytherin students go wild. Ain smiled and stood up with the crowd around him. He held his scarf close it made him feel a bit more comfortable. "WE WON!" Debbie screamed as she hugged Ain.

"Yeah." Ain said calmly. Before he stood up and left the stadium he quickly made his way through the abandoned hallways. "Lestrange." a monotone voice called from behind him. "Yes professor." Ain turned around to a greasy haired Snape. "From your mother." He handed him a small letter before walking off in the other direction. Ain ran to the dorm sitting himself on his bed. His heart pounded as he ripped open the letter his mothers neat handwriting filled the page.

Dear Ain,

I have giving this letter to Professor Snape so the Ministry doesn't find out about my where abouts. Don't worry about Snape reading it I have placed a curse on the letter so who ever open it turns into a horrendous frog. Only you can read and open the letters. Well other then that I have moved back to our house with your Uncle Rabastan, he is keeping me wonderful company. We are both trying to find the Dark Lord but we will tell you more about it during Christmas break. I hope your year is going well, please continue to write. I am proud of you love.

With lots of love,

Mother