Okay people, sorry it took us so long to update but with several mishaps and exams we didn't have much time to write. But we ARE continuing the story as we already have decided about some things concerning the plot. So please read and enjoy this chap!

Chapter 6

Learning From the Expert

The next day Bellatrix was sitting on her bed, her gaze wandering out of the window and looking at the sun sinking into the west, darkness looming on the horizon.

Remus had asked her to help the Order and she had refused. But now she couldn't help wondering if she had made the right decision. After all, she had nothing to lose. What if she really lost? No one could assure that the Ministry wouldn't catch her anytime and give her to the Dementors.

Remus wouldn't allow it. Or would he? She didn't know what to believe. He was acting like he really cared and he had saved her life, but who could say for sure that he wasn't just pretending to be her friend just so the Order could get the information they wanted?

Last night she had done something really frivolous. A mistake. But if it was a mistake, why did it feel so good? Remus had a good reason to give her to the Dementors himself. She was bold enough to kiss him when she had killed Sirius!

But he could have killed her right then and there last night. Or she would already be in Azkaban. However she couldn't do anything but think that it felt right last night. Bellatrix placed her head in her hands.

This was all wrong. Dead wrong. Let alone the fact she had revealed all of Voldemort's plans to them.

The thought of Voldemort made her blood boil. How could he try to kill her after all of what she had did for him? Besides killing and torturing, she had spent her best years in Azkaban for him! Perhaps she should help the Order after all.

Help? Help them? She snorted amused. Yes...perhaps she could 'help' them and then when they trusted her blindly she would be able to get out.

She congratulated herself on the wonderful idea. A huge grin appeared on her face. Dumbledore was fool enough to believe her immediately. It would not be difficult to convince the others. 'Freedom will be mine at no time' she thought.

The grin turned into an innocent smile. Damn, she had to practice that otherwise no one would swallow her pack of lies.

After a few minutes of practising smiles there was a knock on the door. Remus, who else? "Come in!" she called.

As he entered she felt last night's anxiety and nervousness taking over her. Dammit, she got to play it cool...She took a deep breath and looked outside the window once more.

"Eh... Good morning," he said looking at her. There must be something amazing out of the window cause she was looking outside with so much interest.

"It's actually getting dark," she pointed out amused turning to look at him.

"That's what happens this time every afternoon," he said sarcastically. Why was she looking so amused?

"Obviously," she replied. She fought back a sigh. Come on Bellatrix you knew he would be disgusted by the mere thought of last night! What did she expect?

"Why do you look so amused, Bellatrix? You're like you have won 6000 Galleons! I'm just not used in seeing you so amused. Usually I have to try hard to make you smile," he said and sat down, a small smile on his face.

"I'm not amused," she replied smiling faintly at him.

"Okay," he said giving up. "How are you doing, anyway? Sleep well?" he asked.

In fact, she didn't have much sleep but she wasn't planning to tell. "I am...fine," she replied with some hesitation. "What about you?"

"I am fine too," he answered. However, he was forever thinking about that little kiss on the cheek. All the same, his questions remained unanswered.

She nodded with the same smile. "Oh good. I'm glad to hear that." Just to counter her nerves she folded and unfolded her cloak continuously.

He watched as she did so. She was so fidgety that she couldn't stand still for a minute. "Have you thought about what I asked you? To help us..." he asked secretly wishing she had given it a second thought.

"I have been thinking about it actually," Bellatrix said after taking a deep breath. "And I am considering accepting the offer," she stated.

Remus did his best to suppress a huge grin that otherwise would have appeared on his face. "Are you sure?" he still couldn't believe that she had agreed. Now he could finally get rid of her. That was what he wanted, wasn't it?

He frowned slightly at this thought not really knowing what he wanted. He shook his head clearing his mind off these thoughts as Bellatrix opened her mouth to speak. "I am not doing it for Potter or Dumbledore," she pointed out narrowing her black eyes.

"I never thought you would do that for them. Now let's go. The Big Boss will want to speak to you," he said and grabbed her hand.

Bellatrix smiled faintly and followed him quiet as they got out of the drawing room. It felt nice having him holding her hand. 'What! Bellatrix remember your first plans...'

They walked through the house and finally reached a small door at the third floor. He knocked. "Come in," Dumbledore's voice came from inside the room.

Bellatrix glanced at Remus and let go of his hand before entering. There was Dumbledore smiling with a seemingly innocent smile as he stood in front of a window.

"Ah! Bellatrix Lestrange and Remus Lupin! take a seat! Lemon drop?" he asked once they had sat down.

Bellatrix merely shook her head negatively not really liking that smile that was plastered on the Headmaster's face. "What do you want us?" she asked.

"Well, I am waiting for you to tell me the reason of your visiting me," he said patiently.

"Bellatrix decided to help us, Albus," Remus tried to explain.

Bellatrix's eyes widened as she saw Dumbledore's grin getting wider. That was a bad sign...

"Well in fact I..." she started explaining.

"No need to explain yourself, Miss Black," he said, "We don't ask why. So, are you sure you want to join the Order?" Dumbledore asked. Sometimes he couldn't believe himself... 'I am the best diplomat ever' he thought.

Bellatrix gulped her mind blurred by all the thoughts and feelings. She would gain their trust and leave. What about Remus then? Don't be stupid Bellatrix, such things never happen...She had to escape. "Yes," she said quickly.

"Then I think that you should get to work immediately... Let's see... Cooking, Molly. Cleaning, Harry, Ron and Hermione. Washing, Fred and George" Dumbledore mumbled to himself for 5 more minutes, pacing around the room.

"Excuse me I am not your servant if that's what you think!" she exclaimed offended. Cleaning the house! She wanted to learn their plans!

Dumbledore was so lost in his job-checking that he didn't even hear her complaints. Finally, he turned around with a crazy twinkle in his eyes.

Bellatrix raised a brow looking at him. This man was as crazy as her.

"I found it!" he exclaimed. The other two looked at him expectantly. "You were a Death Eater, weren't you? So you are an authority at the Unforgivable curses. You can teach us! For example, you can teach us how to understand when a person is under the Imperious Curse!"

Bellatrix gave him an astounded look. "That's true..." she acknowledged reluctantly. "But why would the others want to learn from me?" she asked.

"They wouldn't. That's why you will teach the only person that approaches you here. Remus."

Bellatrix gave said person an anxious glance. After last night he was probably disgusted just to sit next to her.

Remus who had been in his own little world for a while didn't understand why Bellatrix was looking at him anxiously. "Eh excuse me?" he asked for Dumbledore to repeat.

Dumbledore smiled cordially and said again, "Miss Black will help you recognise the Imperius curse on a person Remus. I think this will help a lot with the Order's work."

"Ah ok," he said not finding anything else to say. Besides, he was feeling ridiculous.

Dumbledore eyed them both with the always twinkling of his own. "So Remus Lupin and Bellatrix Black, Remus Lupin and Bellatrix Black..." he repeated the words trying to fight back a smile but failing so he turned his back on them looking at the window.

The two of them gave Dumbledore strange looks behind his back and, seeing as the old man didn't pay attention to them anymore, they left the room.

Bellatrix threw a sideways glance at Remus as they walked back to the drawing room. "So..." she started saying.

"Glad you joined us! When will you start teaching me about the Imperious?" he asked like a small child.

She merely shrugged. "Whenever you feel like it. I thought you were actually taught these in university," she said.

"Well, they didn't elaborate much on it. They were scared of being sued for teaching Dark Magic," he answered

Bellatrix smiled faintly. "Yes...always following the letter of the law," she said.

"This isn't necessarily a bad thing. That's why laws are made," he snapped trying to count how many laws Bellatrix hadn't respected.

"So why do you want to learn about the Imperius?" she snapped back with a glare and hastened her pace.

"Because, humans aren't saints and especially at our time, the time of the Second War," he explained.

"But they do follow the laws!" she said behind her back sarcastically as she reached the drawing room.

"Yeah sure," he mumbled and followed her in the room.

Rodolphus woke up to the glare of the sun through the branches of the trees. Slowly, the reason why he was sleeping on the dirty soil and not in his soft bed came to his mind. He didn't know what he should do to perform his Master's orders, but continuing his sleep was certainly not in it. He stood up and glared at gap between Numbers 12 and 14, Grimmauld Place.

He just had to do every single thing. How the hell was he supposed to get into that house? It was more secure that a Muggle bank.

What had Bellatrix told him once? Oh. The house was secure but not invisible. It could be seen from a particular place and only if you knew where to look. But he had no idea...

That meant he had to go around the entire house looking for that damned place. He started cautiously walking towards the back garden of it.

He heard something. It was the door opening and an old woman cautiously got out of the house. She lingered at the door. Now Rodolphus could see the house perfectly well. Not really thinking what he was doing and praying for good luck, he began climbing up the wall until he could see through a small window.

He grabbed the windowsill and pulled himself up hoping nobody would see him. As he put his feet on a projection on the wall he almost slipped. "Dammit!"

He settled himself as well as he could and heard the door of the room the window was facing open. Two boys that looked almost the same came in. 'Gossip-mongers,' he thought.

"I tell you Dumbledore has gone out of his mind this time. Totally!" Fred exclaimed.

"What kind of a rational person would let Bellatrix Black, their enemy's right hand, help them?" George answered. "He must have influenced Remus too! Have you noticed that he spends almost no time with us? He's with her all the time!" a hint of jealousy was now clear in his voice.

"I bet that she has put the Imperious curse on him already trying to seduce him. You know what kind of woman she is," he said with a tone of hatred.

Rodolphus had to admit that he agreed with them.

"It must be another of You-Know-Who's tricks. Of course I don't blame Bellatrix! That husband of hers, Lestrange, is the most idiotic creature on this planet called Earth. Rumour has it, he is gay as well," Fred added.

Rodolphus gaped at the twins and felt the urge to storm in and kill them at once. How did they know! Well...actually they had no right to spread rumours like that!

"Well, you know pal, thinking that she is married to him makes me pity her. Anyways, I bet that she offered to help us so she could take information for her Master. I think that helping Remus with the Imperious is a way to trick us! And she has tricked Dumbledore too. This is getting from bad to worse, I tell you pal!"

"Yeah, I hope Remus realises her type and spends some quality time with us!" he said humorously.

Rodolphus felt his hands hurt. "Hey, did you learn about Tonks' new boyfriend? He is..." was all he last heard before his hands left the windowsill and he fell. Hitting his back on the grass he cursed several times.

'I have to tell Master that his favorite Bellatrix has betrayed him,' he thought and Apparated back to Voldemort's headquarters.

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