Chapter 6 – Bellatrix's Task
Bellatrix tied her cloak tight and pulled the hood over her head.
"Draco?" she whispered. "Are you ready?"
"Wait a minute!" he snapped, sharply.
"Hurry up, we don't have time to mess about." She snapped back at him.
Draco came out from behind the wooden door; he too, had a large brown cloak hiding his face.
"Are you ready to go?" she asked.
He nodded grimly, his face showing signs of anxiousness and worry.
"Then, let's go," Bellatrix whispered, as she grabbed him close and apparated into the night.
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"Where are we?" Draco asked, confused.
"Surrey," Bellatrix said, calmly.
Draco looked around, "There's nobody around," he said.
"Of course not, it's the middle of the night," she said.
Bellatrix stopped in front of the door marked number four. She looked at the perfect pansies in a row along the brick walls, she looked at the brightly painted red front door with the little brass figure of a number four, she looked at the green ivy that head neatly grown up the wall. Yes, this house looked so perfect, a proper little house for a proper happy family. Bellatrix smiled, before walking down the little garden path to the door.
"Alohomora!" she said, flicking her wand, as the red door flung open.
She stepped inside as Draco followed warily.
Bellatrix stepped up the pine staircase and stopped on the landing.
"Shh!" she warned Draco, who was breathing heavily.
She turned to him, "Remember, if anything happens to me, you have to complete the task, you have to." She presaged him.
He nodded cautiously.
Bellatrix caught the handle in her hand and walked through the door. Harry was still asleep, snoring loudly. She circled him, her eyes narrowed, before she raised her wand in her hand and said, "Avada Ked-" Bellatrix was interrupted as the glass of Harry's window shattered into thousands of little pieces and a familiar-looking woman jumped through the empty pane.
Harry woke up with a start and clambered out of bed.
Bellatrix looked at the woman. "You." She said in disgust.
R.A.B smiled. "Me." She said simply.
"What are you doing here?" Harry said angrily, turning to Draco and Bellatrix.
"Never mind about them, Harry," R.A.B said, looking over at him, "They can't hurt you while I'm here,"
Bellatrix snorted scornfully, "Oh, really? Listen here! I've got a task to complete, and that's to kill the boy, and I'll do it whether I have to kill you first in the process." Bellatrix.
R.A.B started to say something, but was interrupted when a very-scared looking Vernon Dursley entered the room.
"What is the meaning of this boy?" he said, failing to cover the shake in his voice.
"I didn't invite them here if that's what you're implying." Harry said, in a bored voice.
"What are you doing in my house?" Vernon said, staring at the three intruders.
"If you don't get out of here now, I'll have to kill you." Bellatrix said, looking at him with her wand extended.
Vernon looked at it, petrified and unmoving, before Petunia came running in, "Vernon!" she shouted shrilly, "Are you okay Vernon?" she said.
"Sleep." R.A.B commanded, putting a hand in the air as the Dursleys fell into a deep sleep.
"Who are you?" Harry asked R.A.B.
"I can't tell you that right now," she said, winking at him, "but you can refer to me as R.A.B." she finished.
Harry's eyes widened. "The R.A.B," he said, reaching in his pocket, and taking out a small piece of parchment. "The one who wrote this?" he said showing her the note.
She smiled. "The very same," she laughed.
Bellatrix coughed harshly before lengthening her wand at Harry, he froze, as if being caught by the police.
Bellatrix breathed in. She looked at Draco from the corner of her eye.
Before she could say anything, R.A.B shouted loudly, "Avada Kedavra!" and thrusted her wand in the direction of Bellatrix, Bellatrix had no time to respond, she was struck in the middle of the chest with a dazzling green light. Draco watched, horrified as his aunt fell to the floor and landed motionless.
