Guess who's back, back again...Creepy-Gollum's back, tell a friend...Anyway, sorry for the delay but I was hectic with English homework and other boring stuff so I couldn't find time to write.

Disclaimer: I don't own Eminem's song "Without Me" you see? Its first lyrics are just above... And of course all of you know that I don't own a page of what Rowling writes....

Chapter 5

Dementor's Kiss And A Hurried Rodolphus

"What? You mean, he answered your letter? Now, THAT'S GOOD NEWS!" exclaimed Rodolphus. "What does it say?"

"I haven't read it yet. I thought it would be better to wake you up first."

"Okay...okay," said Rodolphus impatiently. "Now, give me the letter to read it." He made to take it from Bellatrix's hands but she resisted while shouting, "Hey, I wrote the letter to that bloody Dementor and I must read the answer!"

"Alright, I don't care, just read it dear woman!" Bellatrix sighed in frustration, opened the letter and started reading it:

"Dear Bella,

"Why does the Dementor call you 'Bella'?" interrupted Rodolphus with a smirk on his face.

"For a reason you don't need to know." Bellatrix snapped before continuing.

"Why so much anger in your letter? Such bad language...I suppose it's the way you were brought up--"

"That bastard, insulting the way I was brought up!" Bellatrix said furiously before going on:

"Between your swearing, I understood that you didn't find the wannabe leader-of-the-world guy you were looking for. Too bad. Perhaps he has decided to move from that house you're at the moment. It's in a dangerous neighbourhood... You know, with all the drugs and violence... What has TV done to this world? Anyway, I am 100% sure that guy is in London but please NEVER come to Azkaban again! Especially, that husband of yours... DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I PAY TO SEE A THERAPIST FOR ONE HOUR A WEEK FOR IT? I still have nightmares at dark nights. I still feel the walls trembling... I advise you to leave that house as soon as you can because it's not safe anymore. You MUST find another place to stay because if the Ministry doesn't find you, Muggles will. Or you can just go looking for the wannabe leader guy...

P.S. You didn't give me that kiss you promised to give me if I helped you escape.

Lots of kisses,

Dementor Number 1673

"So, that's how we escaped..." Rodolphus said, an amused smile playing around his face.

"It was the only idea I had, sweetheart, as you were too busy hopping here and there..." Bellatrix never finished her sentence as the bell of the front door rang. Both Rodolphus and Bellatrix turned white. No one used this door. They all used the kitchen door. Apart from the Muggles...

"Mrs Woodbridge are you there? Please open the door. It's the police."

"SHIT!" Rodolphus swore.

"Rodolphus! Watch your mouth!"

"Bellatrix, we have no time for these things! We must run! We've managed to escape Aurors, but now we're being cornered by Muggle police! We have to go!"

"Why? They are just Muggles. We can kill them."

"No, Bellatrix they are not just simple Muggles. They are something like...blue Dementors. Muggle Aurors. They take you to prison. And they have Muggle weapons with them."

"Oh, please Rodolphus! Don't be a sissy."

"Are you stupid Bella?! Even if we kill them you think the Ministry of Magic won't notice?" Rodolphus asked in a panic.

"Mrs Woodbridge? Are you there?"

"Come Bellatrix! Lets get Rookwood and Dolohov and get out of here!" He grabbed his wife and ran upstairs where the other two Death Eaters were still sleeping.

"WAKE UP! WAKE UP FOR MERLIN'S SAKE!" he shouted as he rushed into the rooms. "We got to go!"

"What time is it Rodolphus? First, you don't let us sleep with your ear- splitting snoring and now you wake us rudely..."

"Just get the fuck up!"

"Rodolphus! What have I told you about not swearing!" Rookwood started to exclaim but Rodolphus slapped him.

"Shut up and follow me!" He turned to where he thought Bellatrix was.

"Wait where is Bellatrix?" he asked, his mind racing madly.

"She got out of the room as soon as you stated shouting," answered Dolohov.

"I DON'T BELIEVE IT! Anyway, we are not safe here! Get out of the house and wait for Bellatrix and me at the park down the street."

"Right," said Dolohov and started packing his things without any hurry.

"Are you out of your mind? I'M TELLING YOU WE HAVE NO TIME! JUST RUN!" screamed a frustrated Rodolphus. Dolohov and Rookwood ran like hell and Rodolphus went to Bellatrix's room where she was running here and there packing.

"Rodolphus, help me find my collection of Master's photographs!"

At that time, the front door slammed open and people started running up the stairs.

"Sorry Bellatrix we have to go if you want to see your Master."

Bellatrix didn't have time to say anything as he grabbed her firmly by the waist and disapparated. They appeared in front of a bench where Rookwood and Dolohov were sitting, chatting like nothing had happened.

"Oh, look Rookwood! Here's the happy couple! I really need to take a photograph of you two hugging each other... I mean, that really doesn't happen a lot..."

"SHUT UP DOLOHOV!" the "happy" couple yelled.

"Now where are we going to go?" asked Rodolphus but he wasn't really waiting for an answer.

"If I wasn't mad at you, I'd tell you. But you made me abandon Master's best photographs! Do you know how hard was it for me to find them?" Bellatrix was ready to cry but decided against it.

"Please, Bellatrix, tell me an idea you have, and I'm sure it'll be brilliant!"

Rookwood and Dolohov stifled a laugh. Rodolphus whirled around to glare at them.

"Is there any problem? I'm trying to save our necks here!"

"No, just continue..." said Rookwood weakly. Rodolphus turned to back at Bellatrix who was practically pouting.

"Okay, Bellatrix, I swear I'll give you every photo of the Dark Lord that exists if you just tell us where to go!"

"Alright," sighed Bellatrix. "We can go to another better house. It has a house-elf too if it's still alive..."

"Are you sure no one's there? Has anyone bought it or something?"

"Oh, no. It's a house that cannot be found easily. Only someone who knows where it is can go there. It belonged to my dear aunt and uncle. As you know, Regulus is dead and I don't expect my other cousin to be there. It's Number 12 Grimmauld Place," finished Bellatrix.

"Sounds like a mansion to me. I want to go!" demanded Dolohov and Rookwood agreed with him.

Rodolphus didn't really want to go as the last time he had been there was to meet the family and the house-elf, Kreacher, gave him the creeps.

"Okay. I only hope your cousin isn't there."

"He has never been there since he ran away from the house to go to live with his pathetic friend Potter."

I would leave that house too if I lived there with that demented house-elf, thought Rodolphus.

"So, shall we go?" asked Bellatrix sharply.

"I guess I don't have much of a choice," Rodolphus grumbled.

"No, you don't!" said the other three Death Eaters and they started making their way to the Noble and Most Ancient House Of the Black.

[Next chapter takes place at Grimmauld Place! Hope that was good. Any flames will be used to burn down Cho. MWHAHAHAHA! Sorry to any Cho fans but she just gets on my nerves...]