Schools are open! Why? (cries) It's horrible, as it seems that the amount of homework is going to increase dangerously in the following weeks. And that means that the updates won't be very often? But of course that makes you happy so you can throw a party to celebrate it.

And no more disclaimers! HA! EVIL DISCLAIMERS! (ahem)Let's get to the story.

Chapter 3

A Prisoner's Life

"Get lost ugly cockroach," a sloppy Lucius Malfoy snapped behind the cell's bars.

"I am so happy to see you too!" the ugly cockroach, Bellatrix, answered faking a cheerful tone.

Rodolphus sighed tiredly. This was definitely going to take a while.

"I can't say the same," Malfoy answered forcing a sweet smile.

"Oh and it is such a pity you didn't have time to take your shampoo! Let alone the conditioner!" she said being a drama queen.

It was true, though, that Malfoy's hair could have looked better.

Malfoy was about to make a sarcastic comment when Rodolphus interrupted him:

"You can just stay here with Bellatrix for the rest of your lives fighting or you could consider coming with us," he said exasperated by his wife and Malfoy.

"I would have done it before but I had to guard the entrance until the Aurors came back!'' he shouted sarcastically at Rodolphus' face. "Are you going to unlock this fucking door or not?" he said going into a temper tantrum, grabbing the bars as if trying to take them off the ground.

"Now watch your mouth, old man!" Bellatrix ordered tapping her finger on a bar. She was highly amused by the whole situation as for once in her life she wasn't the one being the prisoner. "We can keep you here struggling to dig a hole with a tea spoon to get out of here, but you will probably need 40 years to achieve this, so I don't believe you will ever get out by that."

She gave him a polite smile after this threat causing Lucius to get even more furious.

"If I ever get out of here bitch?"

"Oh great, I'll bring the tea spoon in one minute!" she said cheerfully and made to leave.

"Wait Bellatrix! Enough!" exclaimed Rodolphus taking out his wand.

He pointed at the door's lock and muttered, "Alohomora". The lock cracked open and fell on the stone floor. Lucius opened the steel door forcefully and made to attack Bellatrix. Rodolphus grabbed him the last minute by his arm as Bellatrix backed away slowly.

"Calm down! You can kill her later." he whispered into his ear.

Then he turned to Wormtail who had observed all that happened, silently. "Give Lucius his wand, Peter."

Pettigrew handed the wand to Malfoy and asked, "Who's next?"

Rodolphus shrugged and headed further to the next cells. The others followed him. Bellatrix carefully avoiding to get too close to Lucius who was glaring malevolently at her.

After passing by several cells the sound of two familiar voices reached their ears.

"If you ever try to bribe the guards to give you sweets I swear to the bread I ate yesterday that you will pay for it!" hissed the first exasperated voice in the darkness.

"I'm sorry, it was just a tiny bar of chocolate," the other voice muttered quietly.

"Correct me if I am wrong but I think it was LARGER THAN AZKABAN ITSELF!" the first voice screeched.

The Death Eaters got even closer. The two people speaking seemed not to have taken any notice of them, being too engaged in their conversation. As the moonlight from the windows illuminated their faces the Death Eaters recognized their 'co-workers'.

"Hello Dolohov, and how are you Rookwood?" Rodolphus asked smiling.

"I am fine but Rookwood here won't be if he continues eating so many candies!" Dolohov shot a glare at him.

"I don't!" said person complained.

"Anyway, let's not waste much time here 'cause I don't think Demmie took all the Aurors,"

Bellatrix said dryly, stepping forth and aiming her wand to unlock the door in Rookwood's cell as Rodolphus did the same with Dolohov's.

Once the two other Death Eaters were out they were given their wands.

"How many are there left?" asked Rodolphus.

"I think there are quite more to free," Lucius muttered.

"Argh, this is going to be so boring," Bellatrix muttered trudging to the next cell.

((((Number 12, Grimmauld Place))))

"Don't tell he is still trying to find 'Snuffles'," Hermione Granger sighed exasperated.

"Okay I'm not telling you," replied Ron Weasley, smirking.

"Tell me what?" she asked confused.

"That Harry is still looking for black puppies thinking they may be Sirius incarnated," he explained gesturing at the window next to them.

Harry waved to them madly from outside looking delighted. He held a scruffy small dog in his arms that looked miserable. "I am sure it is Sirius this time, Ron!" he shouted victoriously.

Ron just shook his head in a way a doctor would do to a small child complaining. He turned to Hermione, "Anything new from the Order?"

She pouted. "No, the last time Ginny and I tried to get in during a meeting pretending to have lost our way we almost got caught?"

Ron was about to say something when they heard several people entering the house.

"The Order! Let's go down and see if anything new has happened!" Hermione shrieked and ran to the hall being followed by Ron.

They tiptoed carefully as no one saw them and tried to hear what was being said.

"They escaped somehow and most of the Ministry's Aurors are gone!" Lupin's voice said.

"And there was that strange smell of a woman's perfume in there," Tonks added to Mrs Weasley.

She nodded and then said dangerously, "It's not the only thing that shouldn't be here, Ronald Weasley!"

"Meep," Hermione and Ron squeaked, and took off, running for their lives.

((((Prison of Azkaban, some time earlier))))

"Great now we have freed nearly an army of Death Eaters, how are we going to get out?" Bellatrix asked annoyed.

They were standing outside the great walls of the prison. The strong wind was still blowing into their faces making their voices hardly heard.

"We can try Apparating," suggested Malfoy.

"I don't want my head to appear in Cornwall. You don't know what spells they have put on the building," she said stubbornly.

"We are outside the building," Malfoy pointed out.

"Yes, but still in Azkaban region."

Most of the Death Eaters ignored her statement and Disapparated. The only ones left there were Bellatrix, Rodolphus, Rookwood, Dolohov and Malfoy.

"I won't try to Apparate either," said Rodolphus.

Lucius snorted. "Bloody cowards, you call yourselves Death Eaters?"

He raised his wand in order to Apparate but then an ear splitting noise was heard. A green cloud covered everything and a sudden explosion made everyone fall to the ground.

The green cloud slowly cleared away and Lucius emerged from it with his hair smoking.

"Mummy?" was the only thing he muttered weakly.

Bellatrix jumped up with a triumphant look. "Ha! I told you so!"

"What happened?" inquired Rodolphus brushing the dust of his cloak.

"I don't know. I wasn't able to Apparate," Malfoy muttered shrugging.

"How are we going to leave then?" Dolohov asked no one in particular.

"Hey! Guys you got to see what I've found!" Rookwood ran up to them cheerfully. He was away when the explosion occurred and it seemed that he was oblivious of what was happening.

"Rookwood can you leave us for a moment? We are trying to find a way to leave this retched island," Bellatrix said glancing at where Rookwood was pointing but soon her glance became a stare.

"Are you thinking what I am thinking Rodolphus?" she asked him.

"I hope not." Lucius said behind gritted teeth glaring at a small boat that was tied on a post with a pair of paddles.

"Why?" Rodolphus demanded.

"I suffer from nausea," Lucius said quietly.

"Oh how sweet! Now get on the freaking boat!" Bellatrix ordered and headed to the boat being followed by the others.

Rodolphus patted Malfoy comfortingly on the shoulder and followed Bellatrix. Malfoy followed after some minutes of hesitation.

Bellatrix took a paddle and tossed the other one to Rodolphus. "We are going boating!" she said cheerfully.

Rodolphus glanced at the sea. Even though it was summer the sea was too rough. It would be a miracle if they actually got through this alive.

Rookwood settled in the boat happily as Dolohov sat next to him rather distastefully. Bellatrix got on the boat trying to find her balance nearly taking Dolohov' eye out with the paddle. As she sat down beside Dolohov and Rookwood she turned to Rodolphus.

"Make him come!" she screamed referring to Malfoy who was already shaking.

"Now follow me Lucius," said Rodolphus politely but grabbing him firmly by his arm.

Malfoy resisted, fought, struggled and almost killed Rodolphus with the Killing Curse but that only pissed off the latter even more.

"You are coming either you want it or not!" he shoved him into the boat behind Bellatrix as he himself sat next to her taking the other puddle.

((((Number 12, Grimmauld Place))))

In the kitchen the members of the Order of The Phoenix had called an important meeting. It was bound to be important as Dumbledore himself was there and everyone was dead curious about what they were going to talk about. They all sat there silent waiting for Dumbledore to speak.

One minute passed in silence.

Two minutes.

They all stared and looked at each other wondering what the hell was happening. Dumbledore had his eyes closed like he was dead or was thinking.

Three minutes.

Four minutes.

Five.

"Err? Dumbledore? Professor?" Tonks asked moving her hand in front of his closed eyes.

Dumbledore suddenly opened his twinkling blue eyes smiling widely at all of them. "Oh excuse me. It's just tiredness?" Or old age.

"Why have you called us here?" asked Remus Lupin from the other side of the table.

Dumbledore looked sad. "Oh yes, dear members of the Order, I have some good and bad news to tell you. From which do you want me to start?"

"Tell the good first!" exclaimed Fred Weasley.

"Let's hear the bad news first!" insisted Severus Snape.

"No! Good news first!" said the Weasley twins.

"50 points from Gryffindor for opposing to me Weasleys," said Snape with a smirk.

"You wish! We aren't in Hogwarts anymore!" Fred said, grinning. "So stick the 50 points up your--"

"FREDERICK AND GEORGE WEASLEY!" Molly took the matter to her hands.

Fred and George turned calmly to face the raging Molly Weasley. "Yes mother?" they asked in a perfect unison.

"GET OUT NOW!" she gestured wildly at the door.

With some grumbling, the twins left the room with a scowl.

Dumbledore coughed so that everybody's attention was turned on him. "Now the bad news is that-" he took a deep breath "-the Potters are dead."

The only thing he got was odd looks and stares.

"What, are they the living dead?" sneered Snape.

Dumbledore looked a bit shocked by this. "Oh yes, excuse me that was 16 years ago."

"Anyway, and the good news?" asked Lupin.

Dumbledore gave them a wide smile. "The good news is that young Harry is safe and sound and Voldemort is gone but I expect him to return in several years." He looked genuinely thoughtful.

"Again? For Merlin's sake what else do we have to do to get rid of this guy?" exclaimed Mundungus Fletcher.

"Again? What are you talking about Mundungus?" Dumbledore asked confused.

"Oh wait a minute? What year do we have Albus?" muttered Lupin and walked around the table standing next to Dumbledore.

"1981 of course."

Lupin snapped his fingers in front of Dumbledore's eyes.

"But on second thought I would say it's 1996," Dumbledore added.

All those sitting in the meeting looked worried about Dumbledore's condition.

"Dumbledore are you okay?" asked Molly.

"Oh yes just fine. How is young Larry?"

"Harry," everyone corrected.

"Right, how is he?"

Nobody answered as that moment Harry-not Larry-, whistling happily, walked inside, holding another black puppy.

"Look professor Lupin! I found Padfoot!" he said holding the puppy up and getting the same nod Ron had given him. A second later the puppy let a chilling howl and no one wanted to know why.

"It don't think it was such a good idea to bring him here," muttered Dumbledore looking at Harry who walked back outside.

"Yeah, we have better lock him up in a clinic," commented Snape getting glares from all directions.

"What? Just look at him! God knows what he has done to the puppy!"

Dumbledore raised his hands in order to make everyone fall silent.

"Now, I want to talk you about the escape from Azkaban. The most recent," he added as everyone made to ask him whether he meant the first or the second one.

"It is believed that the Lestranges are responsible for it as all the Death Eaters that were held there are gone."

"But not all of them could have escaped as the spell that disables Apparation was activated after a certain number of Disapparations. Some of them could have stayed and then caught by the Aurors!" said Mr. Weasley.

Dumbledore sighed. "I'm afraid not. No one was there. Not even the Aurors and we have no clue where they could have gone."

Everyone waited for him to continue, impatiently.

"So I have decided to take extreme measures my friends."

"Storm in Voldemort's tower and kill them all!" said Snape eagerly.

"Err...no. I was thinking about making them our allies in fact."

"Yeah sure! If we make them our allies, I'm a fluffy bunny," Mundungus said sarcastically.

"No, not you Mungdungus but someone else will. Actually, I wasn't thinking of making you a fluffy bunny but of a curse."

"Curse?" asked Tonks.

"Yes, Nymphadora, an ancient curse. The curse of the fluffy bunnies."

((((An hour earlier, North Sea))))

"Help, Rodolphus, instead of watching, will you?" Bellatrix struggled to make her voice heard over the howling wind.

"I'm trying!"

"Do you want any cheering up?" offered Rookwood.

"I don't but I think Lucius needs a bit," said Rodolphus glancing at Malfoy who was looking ready to vomit.

"How about a song?" asked Rookwood but Malfoy didn't answer.

"Oh no!" Bellatrix begged.

"We're devils and black sheep, we're really bad eggs, drink up me hearties yo ho!" he sang happily.

"I don't believe it," Bellatrix said shaking her head exasperated but Rookwood ignored her.

"Yo ho, yo ho, yo ho, a prisoner's life for me."

"Oh you like prisoner's life, uh? Let's take you back then!" Bellatrix screeched going into hysterics.

"No we are not! Bellatrix, relax because we have a whole week ahead of us already!" Rodolphus yelled.

"What? You're telling me that we are going to be in this retched boat for a week?"

Rodolphus nodded ignoring Malfoy's panicked tone:

"We are going to drown!"

All Bellatrix could hear was blah-blah-blah. With a sudden move she put the paddle down, turned to Malfoy and hissed dangerously, "Do I look like I care?"

He back away, as much as one can back away in a boat, and murmured, "Err, no?"

"Good, because I will gladly return you to Azkaban even if Rodolphus doesn't want to! What kind of a Death Eater are you?"

"One who suffers from nausea?" he suggested.

Bellatrix snorted scornfully. "Yeah sure!" She went back to paddling.

"We are really bad eggs," muttered Rodolphus.

I know that wasn't very funny but blame it on my wonderful mood and school homework, and my stupid head! I also chose the drunken version for the pirate song as I thought it would fit Rookwood more. (shrugs)