Exodus:

Bellatrix hurried into the forgotten building of her ancestors. Her raven hair with dark streaks of crimson played around her face, complete with white snow flakes from the blizzard outside. Her deep violet eyes narrowing has she heard the soft melody of her grandmother's piano playing into an eerie silence. Drawing her wand she crept slowing into the main hall, using the shadow's as her protection. Though before she reached the door's bend a soft voice reached her ears to accompany the music.

My black backpack's stuffed with broken dreams
20 bucks should get me through the week

Bellatrix smiled in spite of herself, the small boy it seemed had quite the voice on him. Though that seemed to be the only thing the boy had going for him from her eyes. The boys visible skin seemed to have a sickly blue coloring to it, has if he had been stuck in a freezer for days. His raven hair looking frayed and dried along his head and neck. Though the most surprising thing was the boy's magical levels. Even from this distance she could feel them, though they were frail and failing quickly. To most they wouldn't have even noticed, such as the ministry and their sorrow excuses of Aurors. And those fools that served Albus, a powerful man nonetheless but he constantly contained his power so only that annoying twinkle shown. But her master was different. He held his power out in the open for the world to see and fear.

Never said a word of discontentment
Fought it a thousand times but now
I'm leaving home

Another question that had pledged her. Why was this powerful young man here in the first place? Surly he had a family to go home to. Though even has she mused on this idea her heart filled with cold dread. He had most likely lost his parents during the war and was on his own. And an even more horrible idea, they had been killed by her own hand. Though she would gladly serve her master again and slaughter by the hundreds if he asked too, a boy this powerful shouldn't be without some to look after him. Someone to feed his power and make him stronger, able enough to take the world by his hands. And during these muses an idea stuck her.

Here in the shadows
I'm safe
I'm free
I've nowhere else to go but
I cannot stay where I don't belong

She would be this boy's mentor and guardian. She would show him the world he should be ruler of. Show him all that he needed to make people fear and respect him. And when the time came he would help her master in ruling the world. She would produce a powerful heir for her master, and she would help them both rule. Smiling to herself, she leaned against the door way to allow the boy to finish his song.

Two months pass by and it's getting cold
I know I'm not lost
I am just alone
But I won't cry
I won't give up

The boy was a fighter, even at this young age. Smiling even wider another thought struck her. This boy here could be the answer to killing that Potter bitch that was the reason for her master's fall in the first place. He would bring in her limp and destroyed form for her master's pleasure, and she would be beside him smiling bright has all mother's do. Though the thought of being one scared her more and more has she thought about it, that's what she would become if she went through with her muses. A mother. Something she thought she would never be has a servant of her master.

I can't go back now
Waking up is knowing who you really are

The words to the boy's song seemed to match her has well as him. Leaning back to allow the boy to finish the slow and powerful song, she looked around the room. Most of it had been fixed up from its run-down condition which was a shock to her. The must have used magic because most of the statues had been raised and pushed into different directions since the last time she had been there, and there was no way a boy that seemed to be barely holding on could have managed to move them physically.

Show me the shadow where true meaning lies
So much more dismay in empty eyes

The boy's slow tune stopped now and his fingers came to rest on the keys. Steeling herself she pulled her wand back out in front of her ready to confront the boy at the piano. But even has she started forward, green eyes met violet and locked her into place. The boy's ghostly looking face holding her entranced with the jagged lightning bolt scar and power rippling.

"Enjoy the music?"

There ya go.. the second part of the story... there is one more song fic chapter before I start onto the bigger story... and for those who are wondering, my other stories will be updated right after I finish the third part to this. So until then... later days.

Leon

P.s This song is Exodus by evanescence, and the first was Missing by the same group. Later days!