Chapter seven: Mother of mine

Harry sat glaring daggers at the woman in front of him, claiming to be his mom. Lily Potter looking back at him with a worried look in her eyes, pulling back her crimson hair behind her ear before looking down at her knees. Harry sneering and turning his attention back to the headmaster, the twinkle ever present in them.

"Why is Potter here?" Harry snapped looking at the man, deciding the woman next to him wasn't even worth his attention anymore.

"Professor Potter is here young Harry, because she is your mom." The headmaster stated calmly, Harry feeling his rage boil again fought with himself to push it back down. After a few moments of internal battle on which person to hex in the room Harry finally opened his mouth to speak, though no words left his mouth because he felt a hand grabbing his shoulder.

"Harry, why are you acting like this. I'm your mom." Lily proclaimed only to have her hand slapped away just as fast as it was placed. The eleven year old boy's eyes filled with a dark fire.

"Correction professor, you might have been my mother for the first eight years of my life. But never once were you my mom." Harry barked turning his attention back to the headmaster. "Either call my real mom or I'm walking." Harry stated standing from his chair admist the protest of Professor Potter.

"Very well Harry, I assume you know how to fire call your mother." Dumbledore said in a weakened tone, Harry nodding in turn and walking over to the fire place. Grabbing a handful of the powder in the jar on the mantle he flung it into the fire, whisper the name of his home. A few mintues later his mother's face appeared looking, her hair dripping wet and a dangerous gleam in her eyes, though it softened when she saw her son's grinning face.

"What's wrong Harry?" She asked her voice holding some worry to it, Harry stepping aside so the full view of the office could be seen. His mother's eyes instantly locking on Potter, a low growl in her voice. "I'll be there in a few seconds, go sit back down son." She said hastily before vanishing into the fire again. Harry smirking as he made his way back to his chair to await his mother, his smirk growing larger when she was true to her word and was there seconds later. The woman taking powerful strides to sit next to her son, flicking her wand next to him to create a plush silver chair, and another flick to transfigure Harry's to the same.

"What is the problem headmaster?" Bellatrix said in a even tone, but Harry could sense another emotion coming from his mother and it bothered him. Fear. But what did his mother have to fear?

"Well Mrs. Lestrange, it appears your son has been dueling. And with a professor no less." Dumbeldore said in a grave tone. "This is grounds for expulsion, but as his head of house is busy I've decided to allow his parents to deal with this." Dumbledore finished, and his mother turned to him. The fearful emotion no longer present, which made Harry feel loads better.

"Who were you dueling Harry?" His mother said with a raised eyebrow, the glee present in her eyes.

"James Potter." Harry said with a smug look, his mother holding back her laughter.

"Did you win?" She said but was no longer able to hold back her laughter when her son shot her a hurt look. Bellatrix holding her laughter back in turned to the headmaster. "Very well, I will see to this when I get home. But if I may have a moment to speak to my son?" Bellatrix asked while placing her hand on Harry's wrist, the headmaster looking quite unsettled nodded. Both Harry and Bellatrix sweeping out of the office quickly, laughing on the way out.

"How bad did you get him?" His mother asked as they stood a few feet away from the headmaster's office. Harry rolling his eyes in response.

"It was like dueling a kid. He didn't even put up a fight. I mean-" Harry stopped here turning attention to the gargoyle that was stepping aside to allow Lily Potter out of the office. The woman looking livid and making a bee line for his mother.

"What did you do to my son wench." She snapped pulling her wand out and pointing it at his mother's chest. Harry pulling out his own wand was cut short when his mother put a hand to his chest, with a look in her eyes he had never seen before as she glared at lily.

"Harry be a dear and run along now. Me and Mrs. Potter have some things to discuss." She said in a sweet tone but Harry could hear the anger that lined it. Harry knowing when to back off didn't say anything else but made a mad dash down the hall.

Bellatrix sneered at the woman in front of her, her fist striking out faster then the woman could believe connecting to her jaw and sending her to the floor. "Bitch, how dare you." Bellatrix going to kick lily in the chest only to have her foot grabbed and yanked sending her to the floor as well. Lily jumping on her and slapping her across her face over and over again.

"Leave my son alone bitch." Lily screeched aiming for another slap before bellatrix drove her head into Lily's sending the woman back far enough to pull her off of her. Bellatrix taking her turn to jump on top, though she was aiming for punches. Grabbing Lily's hair and slamming her fist into the woman's face and earning a loud snap as the woman's nose broke.

"I dare you to come near him again." Bellatrix snapped slamming her fist into Lily's face again and again. "I dare you bitch. I dare you." She repeated as she continued her attack on the woman, until she felt a spell connect to her back and everything go black. Albus dumbledore sighing to himself as he looked at the women in front of him. Lily's face a mess of blood, while Bellatrix supported a busted lip.

"That was certainly entertaining." He muttered to himself lifting the two into the air. "Yet another Potter in the hospital wing." He said to himself shaking his head and starting down the corridor, though he stopped short and turned to his left. "Mr. Boot I daresay you need to return to your common room now. And pick up Mr. Lestrange along the way." He said calmly and starting again leaving a thunderstruck boy behind to pull off his cloak.

"I gotta tell Harry." The boy said to himself and silently declaring never to cross the two of them.

Hey there,

I'm sure you're pretty sad about not enough fighting between Lily and Bellatrix, and thats mainly because I'm saving the major fight for christmas. And just for a side note, I saw my stats today and nearly died.. I'm in like 32 c2s and over 1000 hits...

Leon