For the smart arses: Yes I know it was the day time when this story started but it was tea time and all that torturing wasted a lot of poor Bella's (Yes, I love the woman, problem? . . . Yes? Well then . . . CRUCIO! . . . Problem solved. ^_^) Wasted lots of time on the Tonks' and it has now became night and dark etc . . . which probably means it's the good old winter ^_^
And yeah, I react the same way Bella does to high heels -Rolls eyes- Once again, thanks to my amazing Beta. Reviews are loved, I'll give you a free no-crucio-for-a-month pass for a review and if you go review my amazing Beta's stories you get a no-unforgivable-curses-for-two-months pass! No pain or anything for 1-2 months! Woah! XD
I own nothing for I am but a poor girl I eat shoe laces given to me by the shoe snake and in the winter I- . . . Okay I'll just give you the fanfic now! Enjoy! :D XD

All was silent in a dark alleyway somewhere in the middle of the English countryside in a small community full of dark wizards. Not a Mudblood, Blood Traitor, Half-Breed or even Half-Blood could be found for miles and miles away from this place. That was, of course, until there was a loud crack and Mrs Lestrange appeared with a small, wriggling, kicking and screaming child
over one of her shoulders.

"GERROF!!!! LEMMIE GOOO!!!!" Nymphadora began to cry as her crazy lunatic of an aunt ignored her crying and simply strode forward as if nothing was wrong and she was simply taking her niece out for a picnic or a play in the park or some other stupid thing that Bellatrix Lestrange would never be seen dead doing, let alone with the Half-Blood daughter of her blood-traitor sister and her filthy Mudblood.

"LET! ME! GO! PUT! ME! DOWN! I w-wanna g-go h-h-home t-to m-my m-m-mummy . . ." Bellatrix smirked as Dora fell limp, stopped kicking and screaming and shook with tears instead.

"Aww." Bella said in her baby voice, "It's okay, brat face, you'll be home to mummy and daddy eventually." Not sure if you'll be dead or alive yet though She added mentally.

As Bellatrix strode on and walked down the village past what seemed to be a few abandoned mansions an even bigger, even more intimidating place came into view. Lestrange Manor.

"Home sweet home." Bellatrix said quietly, smirking.

Nymphadora didn't look up; she merely buried her head into her aunt's robes and continued to sob. She yelped as she received a hit to her head and heard the now very familiar cackle of Bellatrix Lestrange as Nymphadora burst out into renewed tears. A few more strides and Bella took Nymphadora off her shoulder and repositioned her so she could sit the girl on her hip. Bellatrix didn't enjoy putting the girl into comfortable positions but she could make up for that later and at this moment in time she needed her wand arm free and her shoulder was starting to hurt.

Nymphadora watched as the evil woman whose hip she was now sitting on put her arm on top of a large statue of a serpent. She watched, slightly fearful, as the serpent sprang into life curling it's long stone tail around Bellatrix's arm. Nymphadora shifted away from the serpent, her eyes wide with fear. She looked up at Bella who was smirking down at her, her evil eyes piercing her with yet more fear. The young girl quickly averted her gaze to stare at the serpent as a man's voice came out of its mouth.

"Name and purpose?" The man asked, sounding like he was on the verge of laughter for some odd reason.

"Who do you think it is, Rod?" Bellatrix didn't sound annoyed at all, merely rather amused.

The snake chuckled as it slowly re-coiled, freeing Bellatrix's arm. Giggling menacingly, Bellatrix looked up at the enormous iron gates as they quickly flew open for her. She continued to walk forward through the gates and up the long, straight path up to the enormous oak doors. Before she even stepped on the porch the doors creaked open for her. She smirked and walked into the house.

Nymphadora was petrified. She was too scared to even cry anymore and for some odd reason she took comfort in just holding onto Bellatrix as tightly as she could… maybe it was because she looked so much like her mother?

The sound of Bellatrix's high heels echoed around the room on the marble flooring. Bellatrix liked the sound of that; it made her feel powerful in some strange way. She looked around at the many portraits of deceased members of The Noble and Most Ancient house of Black. Of course, she'd seen these beautiful portraits a million times before, yet as she looked at them now she was reminded of the purity of her blood linage and exactly why she was holding this pathetic excuse of a witch right now. Of course she'd twigged on that the child was comfortable sat on her hip, clutching onto her, yet that was what she wanted. Make the child feel safe and comfortable then just when she thought everything was going to be okay . . . Bellatrix giggled to herself.

The sounds of Bellatrix's steps stopped abruptly as a woman's high-pitched laughter came from the room at the end of the long corridor Bellatrix and Nymphadora were in.

"Lucius!" More laughter was heard – it was definitely a woman.

"Narcissa you laugh like a girl!" It was a man's voice this time, not the voice Nymphadora and Bellatrix had heard at the gate but a different one. This man had clearly been drinking.

There was a chorus of laughter "That's because she IS a girl you twit!" Yet another male voice, "Regulus . . . you're drunk. No more wine for Reggie!" there was even more laughter and a loud, again clearly drunken, "Noooooooooo!"

"Oh do shut up or I'll . . . give you a sobering potion!" This was the voice of the man Nymphadora recognized.

Bellatrix's loud cackle echoed throughout the manor and all fell silent. They'd clearly heard her. The madwoman looked at her niece with a menacing look upon her face.

"Ready to meet your-" Bellatrix looked Nymphadora up and down for a few moments in disgust then smiled in a way even Dolores Umbridge herself would be proud of "-Family?" she strode forward.

"F-f-family?" Nymphadora stuttered, her terrified expression relaxing but only ever so slightly; she'd heard those people and they defiantly did not sound like any family members she knew of.

Bellatrix's sickly sweet smile stayed upon her face as she ripped the door open.

"CATCH!" Bellatrix cackled as she chucked Nymphadora Tonks at Narcissa Malfoy listening to Nymphadora's yell as she zoomed through the air. Yet she was far more amused by Narcissa's screams as she was so surprised.

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