A/N: Well, thanks again Amelia. I thouroughly enjoy your reviewing. You seem to be my sole reviewer and for that I thank you. I wish others would follow your lead and review. I hope you all like the story. Enjoy and remember the Shacklelord.
The Psychic, the Tentacle, the Dream and the Hat

After they had gotten off of the train, a voice called: "Firs' years, this way! Firs' years!" Bellatrix looked for the source of the voice but not for long as a man, who was twice the size of a normal man and twice as wide [I know its 3 times as wide but this is 30 years from when Harry first saw him, give him at least that much to gain another three hundred pounds], was calling out.

Annabelle looked dumbstruck as though she had seen a monster. "He's... He's..." She started, "A giant... How did they civilize a giant?" She finished. Bellatrix wondered, "He's too small to be a real giant. Maybe he got in the way of a bad Engorgement charm or something." She finished. They got into small boats and off they went. With their first view of the castle, they all gave out their "wows" and showed their awes. "It's beautiful" said Bellatrix, more to herself than Annabelle or the other two blonde, Narcissa-like girls in the boat.

One of the girls had a Southern-American parasol over her shoulder, holding it with both hands. She looked like a porcelain doll, her skin glowing against the dark background. She was wearing white gloves and had obviously not gotten the memo to change on the train.

The other girl had dirty-blonde hair and her wand behind her ear, obviously for safekeeping. She stared into the distance over the side of the boat with dull eyes. She seemed to be bored although she could not help but slightly smile at the sight of Hogwarts that came into view.

One of the blondes said in an obviously false Southern American accent "Why, I do declare that this here castle iz'a sight fa' so'e eyes." Annabelle stiffly nudged Bellatrix with her elbow and whispered to Bella that the girl's accent was fifty to seventy-five years off. The two quietly giggled. "What the in the world is so darn funny over there?" asked the girl, not catching on to the other girls' inside-joke.

"If we have any luck," said the dirty-blonde (Her speaking up had surprised the rest of her 'boat-mates' causing the other blonde to drop her parasol onto the floor of the boat behind her, Bellatrix to jump up a bit and Annabelle to give a slight 'Ooh') "We will be able to avoid the giant tentacle that will reach up in 5... 4... 3... 2... Lean to your right please."

She leaned to her right and the other girls followed half-heartedly, not honestly knowing why they were doing it. Surely, no sooner had the boat leaned, a giant, purple tentacle did come up out of the water. Screams could be heard throughout the lake area. The giant man stood up and pointed his pink umbrella at the tentacle. Nothing happened.

SHWEHH SHWEHH, the sounds of the thrashing tentacle could be heard. SHWEHH, the tentacle had missed the girl's boat by inches.

BANG

All heads turned towards the sound, even the tentacle stopped. The boats, however, were the only things moving, drifting silently through the black waters. The sound had come from the above castle, a silhouette of a robed wizard with a tall pointy hat could be seen. A feeling of power spread throughout Bellatrix. She liked that feeling. She felt as though it radiated off of the man himself, although she was all the way down there and he was about fifty feet above her.

The man's arm raised and the glowing tip of his long wand could be seen. A white light jetted into the sky and exploded into fireworks. The fireworks read in big, bold letters:

'WELCOME TO HOGWARTS'

Everyone stood quiet and applauded. The big giant man took a bow for his... not-working umbrella... "Like an umbrella could do magic." Said Bellatrix, doubting her own words as she spoke them. The tentacle that was thrashing around seconds ago was gone and replaced by a purple giant squid. It lied on it's back with four tentacles in the air and four underwater. Bellatrix saw it's beak go into what she presumed a smile... a beaky, hideous, frightening smile. She shivered.

They walked into the great hall being led by an old, yet beautiful woman in emerald robes. Her black, silky hair was in two knots and tucked into two pieces of cloth on her head and being held down by ribbons [Think about Chung Li's hair from Street Fighter.] The woman's lips were thin, but she still looked good for an old woman. Bellatrix hoped that she could look that good when she grew up to be old.

The woman revealed herself to be Minerva McGonagall. She put a raggedy, old hat onto a stool and to everyone's surprise, it sang.

Hoggy-Warty Hogwarts

Is the best school,

To your surprise,

I am singing on a stool.

Gryffindor was bold and brave,

And to his friends he liked to rave.

He'd "Blah, blah, blah, blah, blaaah" and more

To go to Gryffindor!

Ravenclaw was strict and stern,

She really, really loved to learn.

She'd lecture you until you snore

To go to Ravenclaw!

Hufflepuff was nice and sweet,

She always did act so meek,

But she'd guilt you with a bluff

To go to Hufflepuff!

Slytherin was ambitious and sly,

Through the roof his enemies would fly,

He'd love the chance to put you in....

SLYTHERIN!

The hat hissed, everyone jumped and the hat fell limply on the stool and stood there as the students applauded. While they applauded, Bellatrix had felt the surge of the word I Slytherin I ... It practically demanded power. The hissing sound of the 'S' should only have been spoken through the parted lips of someone worthy... Bellatrix made a personal vow, then and there, to punish whoever spoke a word or name she felt deeply about. Of course this was something she would never act on. She said the same thing about her name, but when someone pronounced it wrong, she simply glared at him or her until they had gotten it right.

She was so worked up in her thoughts that she hadn't noticed Annabelle was already under the hat. "SLYTHERIN!" called the hat. The table on the far right cheered loudly; Anna was the first Slytherin of the evening. Bellatrix went back to her thoughts only to be interrupted three minutes later when she heard a ringing, "Black, Bellatrix!"

Bella looked around and saw her Andromeda at the Slytherin table with crossed fingers, sitting next to Anna who also crossed her fingers. Bellatrix bravely walked up to the stool and sat down and before the hat had even gotten three inches to her head, it screamed "SLYTHERIN!" in a scared, yet brave voice. The Slytherin table broke into mass applause and she was greeted as though everyone there already knew her, it must have been Andromeda's work.

Meanwhile in the Black Manor, Sirius was looking for a wand. "Why does everyone keep them from me?" He said to himself. Although his speech was somewhat limited, he managed to be a genius compared to other children, wizard and muggle alike. Sirius walked through the house, wearing nothing but blue briefs and on his bun was a moving picture of his face, under it read: "Sirius Black: Heir to the Black Family Fortune" Sirius liked these underpants... He really loved to show them off and when Aunty Elladora came...

"AHHHHHHH!" Shrieked Elladora, "SIRIUS, PUT YOUR BUTTOCKS BACK INSIDE YOUR UNDERPANTS!" Sirius had mooned her. "But I needed the breeze." Whined Sirius giggling. Elladora sighed and walked pass him rapping his rear hard with her wand as she went. He straightened up quickly and ran upstairs... He had MORE mischief to make up for after all... But now was his bedtime and he didn't want the Crumpled-Horn Shnousers to get him. He didn't know that that was a story to ensure his bedtime... But Elladora wasn't complaining, that's for sure.

Back at the dormitory, Bella, Anna, the two girls from the boat who were identified as Sola Olgevodo and Sanpy Drivison and a new girl, Sibyll Trelawny were playing a nice game of pillow fight. Bellatrix was by far the strongest, although Sibyll put up quite a challenge. At the end of the night, they were all ruffled up, except Sola. Sola alone had gotten hit the most times but you could never tell. Suddenly the torches went out which signaled that it was time for bed.

Bellatrix lied on her back. The scent of the nice clean sheets had gotten to her... Her eyelids drooped and her figure began to relax... She was in ecstasy as she lazily moved her head to see out of the window... The moonlight... The water... The other moon in the water...

Bellatrix was walking down a nasty, smelly, slimy corridor. She was walking past cells. The cells held men and women, nasty and grungy who were bowing to her. Some looked as though their spine were being bent forcibly, judging by the howls and screams. Some bowed as though Bella was the goddess of Earth itself. She continued to walk; she couldn't control it.

Guards stood by the cell entrances. They bowed their heads as Bella passed. She felt as though all her happiness were becoming anger. She felt her anger become killer instinct. Her skin began to pale with each mood change. Her benign side was suddenly gone and she felt vicious. She felt the world ought to wait hand and foot for whatever she said. Her elbow began to switch joints and bend backwards. It didn't hurt but it made her look horribly disconfigured. She shuddered and walked on as though it were only a splinter that didn't even remotely hurt. At the end of the hall was a figure in dark robes.

The figure extended a gloved arm. Bellatrix saw herself leaning to kiss it. She could not control herself. She wanted out. She knew she didn't want anything to do with this person or thing. Her lips connected with the glove. She felt a white-hot jolt of pain and violently tried to shake her head awake.

Just do it. She thought. DO IT! She shook her head so hard it was as though it were coming off. She stopped. Everything stopped. The figure and everything around it began to weave and wave and it all faded away...

I hoped everyone liked it. For the love of Pete, whom I do not know, please review.

I hope you dont mind my putting Sirius' doings in each chapter. I think it makes for a laugh... Dry sense of humor my -- Okay then, I know it isnt confirmed that Elladora is the mother of the Black sisters but well severing the heads of house elves... Maybe Bella gets the sadistic gene from her.

Anyhow, I know I said it was Noradora, but that was before I reread OoTP and realized that perhaps Elladora is the mother. Im not going to go back and change it, just think of Noradora as the sister of Elladora.

Please review!