A/N: I am so sorry for the freaking slow updates. My life has been extremely crazy with high school and all. This chapter is very short and then the next one will be quite long. Bear with me please and please review!!

Chapter 11: She's Back

Harry retired early that night. He laid awake for another few hours thinking of the addition to the story. He closed his eyes and tried to picture Bellatrix, crying on Andromeda's shoulder. His eyes flashed open. Ron had crept in and was already in bed.

Harry sighed and closed his eyes once more.

Morning came all too soon for him. The light leaked in the dark room. He groaned and threw back the covers. He got up slowly and put on his glasses. Harry shuffled across the room and opened the door quietly.

He crept down the stairs into the kitchen.

"You're up early, Harry," Mrs. Weasley said. She was seated at the table along with Lupin, Tonks, Andromeda, and Mad-Eye.

"Couldn't sleep," he grumbled sliding into a chair.

"Here, some food will help," Andromeda said offering a plate of toast. Harry nodded taking a piece. He nibbled on the corner. They all looked very tired and tense.

"What's going on?" he asked leaning on his elbow. Lupin glanced at Moody, then back to Harry.

"Well last night, Mad-Eye here made one hell of a catch," he took a deep breath, "And ironic as it is, he managed to capture a certain Bellatrix Lestrange,"

Harry's eyes grew wide," Where is she?"

"Here, where else were we going to put her. She already escaped from Azkaban!" Moody exclaimed.

Mrs. Weasley quickly jumped in and said,"You must understand, she is under severe watch, she won't hurt anyone."

"This is madness!" Harry exclaimed.

"There is nothing to worry about," Lupin reassured him. Harry slumped down in his chair. Bellatrix Lestrange, in the house.

"keep this quiet for now, okay dear, we don't want to cause a panic," Mrs. Weasley said calmly, "Not even to Ron or Hermione."

Harry felt sick all day. As night came, the sickness was heavy on his chest. It was unbearable to keep this from Ron and Hermione. After dinner, the three confined themselves in the boys' room.

Ron laid lazily across his bed and Hermione sat crossed legged on the same bed. Harry sat in the window. He watched as the rain that had started, streamed down.

"You alright mate?" Ron asked propping himself up on his elbows.

"I'm fine," he grumbled in return.

"No, your not. You have been acting weird all day," Hermione retorted stretching her legs.

"She's here," he coked out. His voiced seemed to catch in his throat. Ron sat up slowly,"What?"

"Bellatrix, She's here,"

"No! It's not possible?!" Hermione gasped.

Harry turned to face her, his face solomn.

"I'm going to find her,"

"No you are not!," Hermione shrieked hopping up and guarding the door.

"Hermione, please, I just need to know. I need to know why she did it, why she killed hi," Harry breathed walking towards her.

"I'll come with you," Ron sighed getting up.

"No!? Not you too!"

Ron strode towards her grabbing her by the arms, "We all need to know,"

With that, Hermione broke down and cried into Ron's shoulder. Ron held her as sobs racked her body. He patted her hair and whispered something Harry couldn't hear.

It broke his heart.

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