A/N: Thank you so much for the support you have shown me. I was honestly surprised with how many follows I got in one day. As for the reviews, thank you for the constructive criticism, and other such feedback.

brodylopa: I will update as much as I can, and I agree with the fact that there should be more stories with Harry and Bellatrix.

Philosophize: Thank you for your input. When it comes to Bella being violent, she only cursed him because he called her a bitch, something that Rudolphus constantly calls her. A lot of the other stuff was just lazy writing, because I was tired. In regards to Harry, he fainted from a mixture of shock and exhaustion, because of the nightmares. He definitely still has animosity towards her, but he hugged her because he wasn't sure what else to do. Thank you for what you said about my grammar and other stuff, because I have definitely seen a lot of bad writing on here. I wanted my writing to be better.

nina0116: I appreciate what you said, and I am definitely looking forward to what the story will end up being, as there are many things that I have in store, and many more I have not thought of yet. I am just as excited to see what will happen.

And that is it for the review responses. I know it has been quite long, and I do not intend them all to be this long, but I couldn't resist replying with my thoughts. Thank you very much for everything because I thought it would a lot longer before I got readers. Well, that is all. Oh, almost forgot. I do not own any characters in the Wizarding World. On to the story.

Chapter 2: Resentment

Harry looked at Bellatrix and backed away. "Kill your husband? No. No, I won't do it."

"Please," she pleaded, her voice cracking. "You are the only one who can do it. I need you to!"

"Well, I can't! I still need to process this entire situation! You show up, claiming that you are innocent, and that you didn't want to kill Sirius, and that you were forced to do everything horrible that they say! Forgive me if it sounds unbelievable! Actually, you know what? No. I don't need your forgiveness. Just get out." Bellatrix was shocked into silence at this explosion, tears streaming down her face. Her entire body was shaking at the volume and the power that pulsed from the teenager, terrified as she realized that he was not someone to underestimate.

"Please, I'm begging you -"

"OUT! GET OUT OF HERE! AND CLEAN UP THE MESS YOU MADE WHILE YOU'RE AT IT!" Bellatrix quietly stood, and pointed her wand at the Dursleys.

"Obliviate," she said in shaking voice, and with a few more waves of her wand, the door was back to normal. "I'm sorry. I just thought you of all people would be willing to help." With this, she exited the dwelling and Apparated away with a loud crack.

Harry busied himself with starting breakfast for the second time, while a million thoughts ran through his mind. She's a Death Eater, his brain said. But she was forced, his heart argued. She killed Sirius. But she said she didn't mean to. She has done unspeakable things. But she didn't want to.

Gradually, he came to the conclusion that it wasn't his problem, no matter what his conscience said. He would just suffer through another summer, and be back at Hogwarts. Maybe get some sleep. Another thing he missed about Hogwarts. The sleeping draughts provided by Madam Pomfrey.

HELLHELLHELLHELLHELLHELL

He was silent for the rest of the morning, not that the Dursleys would care. If anything, it cheered them up. They didn't pay attention to him as Aunt Petunia cooed over her fat lard of a son, and Uncle Vernon fumed over the newspaper. However, Uncle Vernon quickly left for work after his breakfast was finished, and Petunia went out to gossip with the neighbours.

Harry went up to his room, not wishing to be around anyone at the moment. As he opened the door, he saw two letters on his desk. The first was from Hermione. That at least cheered him up.

Dear Harry, it read, I already miss you. Dumbledore has brought me and Ron to... well, somewhere. It's not important. But, I have been catching up on my reading, and practicing some spells for next year. I can't wait for next year. Hopefully Malfoy will leave us alone, but fat chance. Anyways, please tell me if there is anything I can do to help. Ron is being SUCH a bore. He only ever talks about Quidditch. I think he is lonely. Please write back, and no matter how much you want to, don't curse your relatives.

Your friend, Hermione.

It was surprisingly short, which automatically put him on guard. He knew she was hiding something. She never talks about Malfoy, and she didn't remind me to not slack off, he thought. And what was that business about Dumbledore taking them somewhere? And practicing spells? Out of school? What is she hiding? No matter.

He turned his gaze to the second letter. It was much thicker and was from Gringotts.

Mr. Potter, it read, We at Gringotts Bank are writing to inform you of the will reading for the late Sirius Black. We are aware that he is your godfather, and as you have not responded to any letters we sent to your magical guardian, we have decided to send this one to you. The reading will occur on June the 14th, at 10.30am. We have included a Port key that will take you here a half hour before the reading. We hope to see you soon.

May your gold flow freely, Ragnok, Director of Gringotts.

Harry finished reading this with tears in his eyes as he thought of Sirius. He wiped his eyes and looked out the window. Wait a minute, he thought, Dumbledore is my magical guardian. Why did he never tell me anything? He kept it from me, but why? It was then that he realized that the old headmaster wasn't as pleasant as he seemed.

With this in his head, and the impromptu visitation earlier, Harry had much to think about. Combine that with the fact that Hermione had been practicing spells, and the Ministry had not sent a letter about the magic that was used, he felt betrayed. He didn't know what to think anymore. He could only form one coherent thought,and that was that he needs to reevaluate who I trusts. His world was not as it seemed.

A/N: Hi guys. I just wanted to say thank you again for what you are doing. I will do my best to answer your questions and respond to reviews. In just 24 hours this story already has 10 favorites and 30 follows! So just thank you all for enjoying. It is around 0100 where I am (I will probably be updating around this time) and so I am going to bed. As always, thank you for your time. See you next update. Sexysalazar, signing out.