Disclaimer: nothing here belongs to me except, of course, the plot.

Nobody reviewed the last chapter, so I've decided to try again. This time I will explain the concept of my story.

The reason I came up with idea was because of my friend, Jess, who we like to call Bellatrix because it's her favorite character, and the two are alike in a way. Well, Jess is in love with Tom Felton, a.k.a. Draco Malfoy, and since Draco is Bella's nephew, we joke around and call it incest. But anyway, we've had fanfics joking about it before, so I've decided to actually write one for

Draco watched as the Slytherin 7th year walked off. She was beautiful; he thought he was in heaven just from watching her.

The next day Draco began classes. He had Potions first, so he made his way down to the dungeons.

Draco didn't see anybody recognizable except, of course, for his father. Lucius motioned for Draco to take a seat next to him and he did so.

More people started to enter the room and Draco spotted right away the Slytherin girl he bumped into before. She took a seat in front of him. Narcissa grabbed a seat next to her. Then the teacher entered the room.

Draco was expecting to see professor Snape at first, but he remembered that this was 1974, and Snape was probably only a student. Draco wondered if he had this class with Snape. His eyes wandered around the room and sure enough, 17-year-old Snape was sitting next to the girl with the wavy black hair. He could not see Snape's face from where he sat, but right away he recognized the greasy black hair.

The teacher began speaking, and Draco didn't even bother to listen. He knew all he needed to know about potions already. His main focus was on the future death eaters. He looked at the other Slytherin students in the class. He recognized none of them, but he knew that at least one of them was a future death eater.

When class was over, Draco swallowed the lump in his throat and walked over towards the girl with the wavy black hair.

"Hey there," he said with a cheeky smile.

"Hi. You're the new kid, right?" she asked.

"Yeah. So... what's your name?" he asked.

"What's yours?" she ignored his question with the same question.

"Rich. My name is Rich. So... You got any plans after classes?" he asked.

"Yeah. I'm hanging out with my boyfriend." She said the word boyfriend with an emphasis, hoping to make Draco a little jealous.

"Well... what are you doing right now, then?" he asked.

"Going to my next class. I have herbology and I believe you do too?" she queried. Draco nodded.

"Hey, Trixie, let's go!" Draco heard his mother call the girl. So her name was Trixie. He wouldn't forget it.

"Hey, Brown!" Lucius called. It took a while for Draco to realize his dad was talking to him.

Trixie and Narcissa walked to the greenhouses together, Draco and Lucius following close by.

"So, you and Narcissa, huh?" asked Draco. He figured he'd pry into the love lives of his parents.

"Yeah. Me and Narcissa. She's a babe," said Lucius. Draco winced. Did his father just use the word babe? This was not happening....

"What's the deal with her friend, Trixie?" asked Draco as he eyed the girl walking in front of him.

"Trixie? Oh, you mean Bellatrix. Nobody calls her Trixie except for her sister, Narcissa," said Lucius. Draco's eyes widened. Bellatrix? Sister?? The hot, mysterious 'Trixie' was really his aunt??? This really was not happening....

"Oh. Um... well, she's pretty hot," said Draco.

"Watch your step, Brown, she's taken already," said Lucius.

"By who?"

"Rodolphus Lestrange." Lucius pointed to a Slytherin 7th year not too far away from them. He was strikingly handsome, and Draco could see why his aunt liked him.

Finally they made it to the greenhouses, just before the bell rang. Again, the teacher was somebody whom Draco did not recognize. He noticed, however, that the Slytherins had this class with the Gryffindors. There, in front of him was an exact replica of Draco's rival, Harry Potter. It must be Potter's bloody father, thought Draco. Indeed it was James Potter, and he was the Head Boy of Hogwarts this year. Standing next to him was Harry's dead godfather, Sirius Black, and next to him was Draco's former defense against dark arts teacher, Remus Lupin, who hardly looked any younger in age. On James' other side stood a red-haired girl who was holding his hand. This, Draco expected, was Harry's mother. Suddenly a thought occurred to him. If he could break up Harry's parents, Harry would therefore never be born! But what would the consequences of that be? If he didn't have a rival, Draco wouldn't be able to show off. He would not have his popularity in the Slytherin house anymore.

"Mr. Malfoy!" the teacher called out. Draco jerked his up at the teacher but then realized that she was talking to his father. Being the new student bites, thought Draco. You never get any attention.

Draco's eyes fell back over to Harry's parents. They seemed like a nice couple, anyway, and Draco would hate to break them up. Then he saw Bellatrix and Rodolphus. His aunt and uncle did make a nice pair, but seeing them holding hands made him jealous. He wanted to be with Bellatrix. She was indeed the most beautiful Slytherin girl he'd ever seen. Narcissa was pretty, but plain. Besides, she is his mother. What other Slytherin girls did he know? There was his x-girlfriend, Pansy Parkinson, who was pug-faced and ugly; pugly, as Draco had called her. He only went out with her in hopes of becoming more popular. Having a girlfriend did not make any guy more popular, however. Who else? There was Blaise Zabini. She was even more ugly than Pansy. She never wore any makeup, and her choice of clothes was not that colourful. The rest of the Slytherin 7th years were guys, and Draco was not going to consider being gay.

When Draco got back to the Slytherin common room after classes that day, he wanted to rest. He knew he was supposed to be doing his job, but he couldn't help it. He laid down on a comfy couch and closed his eyes....

"Rich! Richard wake up, dammit!" Draco opened his left eye to see who was calling him.

"Bellatrix?"

"You're in our spot. Everyone knows Rodolphus and I have this couch. Nobody sits on it unless they want to deal with us," said Bellatrix. Actually, nobody ever touched that couch because of all the times Bella and Rodolphus had sex on it.

"Sorry," said Draco. He got up.

Draco watched as his aunt and uncle snuggled together on the couch. Envy filled his cold heart. Suddenly he had an idea; he knew that he had to break Bella and Rodolphus up. He wanted Bellatrix for himself and he knew just how to make it that way.

Draco asked someone nearby where he could find Lucius, and he was told to search the library. He went down to the library and indeed there was Lucius Malfoy, reading some book.

"Fath- I mean, Lucius!" Lucius looked up at Draco and raised an eyebrow.

"Yes?"

"How long have Bellatrix and Rodolphus been dating?" asked Draco as he took a seat next to Lucius.

"Since last year, why?"

"No reason, really. Just wondering, actually. I, have to go, bye!" Draco ran out of the room fast leaving a confused Lucius behind. He ran into an empty classroom and set his time turner for one year into the past; 1973.

-- TIME WARP --

Draco was now a year in the past, and he knew exactly what he was going to do. He would get in the way of Bella and Rodolphus' blooming relationship, and he would claim Bellatrix as his own. Now, to find them...

Sorry this chapter was a little sloppy but I'll try to make the next one better! Please, somebody, review!