AN: Thanks for all your reviews. Until now, the story is not beta-read. But I will give it to a beta during the next days. So it can take some days until I update next time. So, have fun with this chap until then!

Chapter 3 – Getting to know Bellatrix Lestrange

After the nice dinner they apparated back without problems and arrived both in Harry's room.

„What about the sleeping arrangements?" Harry asked.

„What... Where did you sleep last night?" she asked.

„I didn't. I had to try the potion three times and got it finally right as you were awakening." he answered and shrugged.

„You didn't sleep and all that for me?"

„I would have helped nearly anyone." he stated as a matter of fact.

„Yeah you would." She replied more for herself, but then she grinned, „Your bed is a little bit small but you could sleep with me in the bed." she said seductively.

He blushed fiercely, „I don't think that would be a good idea." he stammered, „I... I would surely get, uhm, 'reactions' and that would be embarrassing for both of us."

She smiled. He found her despite of her age sexy enough to get 'reactions'? She began to like this boy who was becoming a man too fast.

„I am flattered." she replied despite of her thoughts coolly as it was her normal demeanour. „Well, you are wizard. Turn something into a bed!" she snapped.

She flicked her own wand and enlarged her bed a little bit and changed it to a better and more comfortable version.

„I am sorry." he said startled from her cold tone, „I didn't want to hurt you."

He turned away from her and transfigured his stool into a small mattress on the ground and a simple sheet and a pillow.

He couldn't see the look of regret that sneaked in her face. But she regained her cold façade in a matter of seconds.

She looked at the teenager curiously. Why did he use such a uncomfortable solution? He was a wizard for gods sake! And a rich one too. He was too modest for his own good. But she decided not to interfere. It was his life and he was mature enough to decide for himself.

She gasped as he took of his T-Shirt without hesitation and his not large but well defined muscles on his beck flexed with the movements of his arms.

„Cute." she said with a devious grin.

Harry shot around and blushed fiercely.

That had the effect, that she could take a good look at his front too.

She whistled, „Quidditch is clearly good for you, Harry." she said and licked her lips.

„What?" he asked confused.

She began to laugh, „I like your muscles Harry." she explained this time good-heartedly.

„Uhm... thanks." he muttered still red as a tomato.

„Now we are nearly even. You took a look at me and I of you. Now I only have to take a look at your legs." she said and discarded her dress.

Again he blushed and turned around like a tornado.

She laughed again, „There is nothing, what you didn't see already. Keep cool!"

„Easy to say for you." he muttered, „I am a bloody teenager and I do have hormones. Keep cool! Pah! Impossible."

She giggled this time and crawled under her bed sheet.

„You can look again, I am covered. You are so sweet Harry. Such comments do wonder for a woman like me or my age. Thank you."

He crawled in his bed as well, „I was only stating the obvious." He said sincerely and unseen from him she blushed slightly but turned quickly away. 'He is only a boy for gods sake!' She thought for herself, 'But a cute one!' she added in her mind.

As Bellatrix Black awoke on the next morning, she was alone in the room.

"Where the hell is this boy now?" she muttered and took a look at the watch, "It is only ten!"

As if he had heard her, he knocked at the door.

She snickered to herself, "You have to loosen up, Sweetie!"

Louder she said, "You can come in, I am covered."

She thought to herself, 'Maybe the next time I should lie naked on the bed while saying that and see if he get any 'reaction'.'

"Morning Bella. Sorry, I forgot to take clean clothes with me." He said and went over to the closet to take out a T-Shirt and some new black Jeans from his shopping trip the day before.

She stared at him with wide eyes. He was covered in sweat.

"What the hell have you done this morning?" she asked.

"What I have been doing every morning since the beginning of the summer, I trained my body." he replied and winked at her.

She decided to tease him again and licked her lips in a seductive manor, "It is paying off."

He left the room blushing and she laughed again.

As he came back she was already dressed but her long hair was messy as every morning.

He was smiling, "You have a nice laugh, Bella. You should do that more often." he said sincerely, but added, "But not at my costs please. Now come down, breakfast is ready."

She followed him and sat down on the kitchen table.

"Hmm, that smells nice." She said as she observed the crumbled eggs, the fresh toast and the other things, "You must have a dutiful house elf."

"Yeah sure! You are in a muggle house, Bella. My relatives hating all that has to do with magic… including me. So I am the house elf." He snorted.

She stared at him incredulously, "You are joking, right? Not even the dark lord would treat you like this."

"Maybe I should move to him then." he joked.

"That is not funny! Don't underestimate him!" she snapped.

"I don't." he replied fiercely, "But I don't fear him either!"

"You are a foolish boy!" she replied now angered.

He was taken aback for a moment, but then he said quietly, "You know, I hear that often but it doesn't matter to me. But to hear it from you… that hurts."

He stood up and took his dishes away.

"Damn! Why do you do this?" she yelled, "Why? Why do you bear with me? I killed Sirius! I nearly killed you! And now… you… I don't know… care for me. You treat me like a friend! Why? I never had any friends! Why and why you?"

He turned around with an indifferent expression, "Why did you protect the girl?"

She was thrown of her rant by the change of the topic, "What?… She… She reminded me of myself as I was young and... innocent." she whispered.

"You are right. I do care for you. I would like to become friends with you. I do help you, because it is the right thing to do. You needed help, I helped you." he stated as a matter of fact, his eyes once again indifferent.

She shook her head and said seriously "With that attitude you won't stand a chance against the dark lord. You have to be ruthless, merciless while dealing with Deatheaters."

"I already realised that. Don't underestimate me, Bella! I will do what I have to do! But leaving you there bleeding to your death belonged not to that. If I didn't have seen that you have a heart I would have killed you. But I didn't and I am glad about that."

"Great! I am still dead! They will hunt me down and kill me." She said despaired.

"No they won't!" Harry said determined.

"But…"

"They won't, if we hunt them and kill them first. And if Voldemort is dead, then you are free." he said and his voice was now underlaid with ice.

"You are crazy, you know that! You are nothing more than a foolish boy with a hero complex!" she yelled.

That was clearly the wrong thing to say because his face changed to a mask of fury. His eyes lit up in an inner fire… they were now the same green as the death curse and she shuddered.

The raw power he was emitting now was frightening even her, a powerful dark and evil witch and she backed away from him as he strode over to her like a Dementor, his eyes piercing her own.

"YOU.WILL.NEVER.TELL.ME.AGAIN.THAT.I.HAVE.A. he said every word as cutting as his eyes were.

"I will kill Voldemort and every one who stands between me and him even if it is you!" he said with barely restrained rage.

The china began to shake and small cracks appeared in every window. A breeze began to form around the teenager as he came to a stop only inches before her.

"For now I maybe foolish to even begin such a task. But I will learn! And I will use what I learn. I asked you to help me with that. If you do that or not is your decision. BUT.YOU.WILL.RESPECT.ME!"

She regained her composure and straightened herself. A cold smile formed in her face.
"At least you are determined. Let's see, what we can make of it. But now, I want to have acceptable clothes even if it has to be muggle."

To her surprise his demeanour changed as fast as hers and he became cool instantly, "Do what you want. If you want to stay with me, you have to bear this house until my birthday. After that I am legible for my property and we can see if we find something more suitable. If you stay with me, I may have a surprise for you on my birthday but I don't know for sure. If it becomes reality it requires a great deal of trust to me. More I won't say for now. Can you cope alone in the muggle world?"

"What? Why? Don't you want to come along?" she asked.

"Shopping with a girl? You are joking right? That comes close to a Cruciatus, that much even I know about girls or women in your case. Besides I meant what I said. Now that I know that I can do magic, I have to learn and learn I will."

She approved of his fierce determination and nodded, "I will be alright."

"Good. Come with me!" he ordered her.

Irritated from the quick change of topic she followed him.

He shoved her once again on her bed and grabbed the hairbrush.

"We have to make sure, that you are presentable. Besides with a colourful muggle outfit, nice hair and a smile on your lips, you could walk down Diagon alley and nobody would recognize you."

Her face was turned away from him so she allowed herself to smile sincerely. If she was honest to herself, she liked it very much to have someone who cared for her. As the day before she enjoyed the soothing feeling of the moving brush. She visibly relaxed and unseen from her, Harry's lips formed also a sincere smile.

As he was finished he hugged her spontaneously around her petite waist and pulled her to him. To his surprise she snuggled against him and sighed contently.

He held her without any words for at least ten minutes.

She sighed again, "I am going to help you Harry. I will train you but I am a demanding teacher and a cold hearted one as well."

"I wouldn't have it any other way, Bella. What I intend to learn is dark or blackest powerful magic. Any small error could cause a catastrophe. We have neither time nor room for errors. And you were right… I have to become colder. I changed already after Sirius' death and I am still changing. I… I was hurt… but the pain turned into something more powerful… hate and the thirst for revenge. You will help me to turn myself into the weapon necessary for my revenge!" Harry was cold and sincere as he told her this self-analysis.

She nodded and replied thoughtfully "You got that right. I already saw, that you have changed as you engaged the death eaters in the park. You allowed yourself to feel hate and anger but despite of it you kept your cool this time and acted properly. I don't think that we have to fuel your anger further. We only have to be sure, that you aren't loosing your head in a fight over your emotions, be it a physical fight with death eaters or 'political' with Dumbledore and you will have to mess around with the old fool… at least if you become a dark wizard. Alright, we need the books of the Blacks. Until now, we will learn and train normal dark magic… if there is such a thing. What are you going to learn while I am out there?"

"Animagus. I am intended to find out your form, Bella."

She smiled, "You know the deal. I should go now."

"Yes. Here is some cash. There is a mall down the street, half a mile away." He handed her five hundred pounds and his cloak.

"Be careful! The house is most probably guarded by the Order. Take the back door!"

She nodded and stroked the shimmering material of the cloak.

"You do trust me too much, Harry." she stated.

He only smiled, "I think my trust is well placed for once."

She put on the cloak and grinned inwardly, as she leaned over and placed a kiss through the fabric on his cheek. She whispered, "Thank you."

With that she disappeared and grinned once again as she saw him blushing and stroking his cheek before she went away.

She still had no clue what to make of this boy.

MysterioX: Bella will not become younger in this story. Harry is mentally much more older than his body and he is above such things, like a small age difference.

ItsMajesty: I think, you pointed out my biggest faults there ;-) Well, I tried to show, that Harry is angered by the machinations of Dumbledore and as I said, he snapped through the insults of his relatives. And Bella didn't turn per se... she is now like she would have been without the forced marriage where she was forced to obey her husband. You are right, I could have taken more time, but I can't force myself to do so. To be honest, I hate the beginnings of storys... so much to explain and it takes so long to get to the point in the story I really want to write. So please, bear with me ;-) I try to take the speed a little bit down in the next chaps.

ulkser: While I agree with you, that the both will have much sex, I will NOT make the scenes graphical. I don't want to become banned from this site or have to upload all the stories again.

patwas-potter: You so have some points there. Well, the tracking charm is not constantly monitored... who should watch a moving point for the whole day? In my imagination it is only used or activated, when good old Harry leaves his home or they have to look for him. An Order meeting? Why should they meet, I mean in relation to Harry? As far as they know, he is at home and is grieving... at least or now. But little Harry will move out soon, and then they will maybe have a reason to meet ;-)

japanese-jew: You have a valid point there. I will have to remember to put something like that in. If I do not, please give me a kick in the ass and remind me ;-)