A/N: I don't own Harry Potter

This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Assignment #4 Linage Studies - Task 4 - Write about blackmail

Writing Club September

Liza's Loves: 3 - Criminal - Write about a criminal. Alt: Write about someone with a disrespect for the law

Warning: Mentions of torture, bullying,

Word Count: 703

"I know," Bella's words hung in the air. Lucius stared at her. Bellatrix knew all sorts of things, things that weren't real, things that should have been buried a long time ago. She, somehow, seemed to know them all.

"What do you think you know now, Bella?" he asked keeping his voice level. Most likely it was just some stupid nonsense again. Last time, she'd informed him she knew about his dalliances. Lucius had just laughed at her. All of that was old news. Narcissa had forgiven him thrice over for that. It had done her no good to air it then, nor would it do her any good to air it now.

"I know about her," Bella teased. Lucius sighed. Bella did love to play her little mind games. She loved to tease him to no end. Lucius couldn't help but wish she were still locked in Azkaban. At least then things had been quiet. Now with her here, every chance she got, she was teasing him about something. Claiming to know something. It was tiring and if he could figure out a way to get rid of her, without upsetting Narcissa, he would.

"Which her? I've already told Cissy about Abalone. That's water under the metaphorical bridge, Bella. There's no sense in bringing that nonsense up again."

"Lucy, Lucy, been a bad boy. Lucy, Lucy, broke his newest toy and left her lying in a ditch. Lucy, Lucy, father to her little witch," Bellatrix sang laughing as Lucius glared at her. He hated that nickname above anything else. Most people who dared use it were hexed, unfortunately Bella was not most people. Bella's words slowly sank in and Lucius froze.
"What did you say!?" Bella looked at him the way a cat looks at a mouse and smiled.

"Your little witch, your little toy of a witch, well, you left her with a parting gift, Lucius. A sweet, rosy cheeked little angel of a witch. Your blond hair, her blue eyes. I know where she is, Lucius. I know who she calls 'daddy'. But no, she's yours, looks sooo much like you it hurts. Imagine if Narcissa found out about her. I mean, she might forgive an affair or two." Lucius' hand clenched into fists. Never before had he wanted to murder Bellatrix as much as this moment. "But she'll never, ever, ever, forgive you for fathering a child with someone else. She still can't forgive you for Draco being an only child. You know, she wanted a large family," Bellatrix hissed. Lucius fought the urge to grab her by the throat.

"What do you want, Bella?"

"What do you think I want, Lucy? Money? Power? To lord this over you until the day you die?"

"All the above knowing you," he muttered glaring at her. He now wished he had learned how to do a proper memory charm. Erasing this information from her brain wouldn't hurt her any, she was already insane. He couldn't count of that though, couldn't count on Narcissa thinking Bella was insane, that the secrets she exposed were just the ramblings of a madwoman.

"You do know me, all of those things are quite lovely, but no, not this time. I want you to do a favor for me, such an easy little favor."

"What?"

"I want the Longbottom boy. I want to see if he's as strong as his Mummy and Daddy. I want him, Lucius! He'll be mine, same as his parents. I want you to make sure no one else has the pleasure of hurting him. Think you can do that for me, Lucius?" He sighed.

"I'll see what I can do," he finally said after a moment. Bellatrix smiled, her eyes lighting up at the idea of torture. Lucius shuddered. She really was insane.

"Good, I'll keep your little witch a secret for now then, but if I find anyone has laid a hand, or wand, on him before me... Narcissa will know Draco's not an only child. Imagine her face when she finds out," Bella laughed and waltzed out of the room. Lucius stared at the spot where she had stood and wondered what he had just gotten himself into.