AN: I wanted to try something a bit different with this chapter, you'll see what I mean once you read. (hopefully) Hope you enjoy! And since I have thoughts and memories going right after each other, I'll have the first and last words of a memory underlined. Sorry for any confusion. And yes. I know it's short. But I'm experimenting with this chapter a bit and you just got a chapter yesterday. ._.That is all.

July 18th, 1997 - Malfoy Manor

"Severus… Please…"

"Avada Kedavra." Snape said, and Albus Dumbledore's body fell backwards out of the astronomy tower…

Bellatrix replayed this moment in her head over and over again, still trying to understand what had happened. Leaning on the balcony outside of her sister's guest bedroom, she stared up at the night sky, wondering if she was wrong about not trusting Snape.

Maybe the Dark Lord IS always right… But there's something wrong about Snape… I just know it…

There was a second of silence, and then Bellatrix cheered. She cast the Dark Mark into the air above Hogwarts and the others joined in. All except for Draco, who stood still, stunned with himself, and afraid to say a word.

Snape shouldn't have stepped in… He didn't need to, he wouldn't have broken the Vow! Draco still could have done it!

"Draco would have killed him…" Bellatrix said, though she knew she was lying to herself. A shooting star flew across the night sky, and just as it passed, a thought came to Bellatrix's head.

Maybe… Maybe they planned this… Bellatrix thought madly. Maybe Snape was SUPPOSED to kill Dumbledore, and he told him to! After a second of thought, she laughed.

"Yeah, right… Why would Dumbledore kill himself when he was the only one who could have saved Potter?" she mumbled.

"SNAPE! SNAPE! HE TRUSTED YOU!" Harry yelled out from behind Bellatrix, his voice carrying across the grounds. Bellatrix was too busy setting fire to everything that caught her eye to pay him any attention. Snape evidently wasn't paying him any either.

"CRUCIO!" Harry shouted at Snape.

"Protego!"

"FIGHT BACK! FIGHT BACK YOU COWARD!"

I bet Snape protects the boy if I go up there to help him… Bellatrix thought. She ran up beside Snape and raised her wand.

"No! He is the Dark Lord's…"

A second star zoomed across the air, and a random image of Snape and Narcissa's arms linked together with fiery chains popped into Bellatrix's mind.

"The Unbreakable Vow…" she gasped. "He is afraid of dying, he only cares about himself…" Bellatrix was filled with a sudden fury.

That lying coward! He IS on Dumbledore's side, but now… Now he doesn't know what he should do next, he's on the wrong side… But… Even if he is on the wrong side, it's still helping The Dark Lord…

Bellatrix shook the last thought out of her head.

"Whether he is helping the Dark Lord or not… He should still know where his loyalties lie…" she mumbled to herself.

"Bellatrix?" Narcissa called from behind her. "He's here."

Bellatrix took in a breath. A meeting, and perhaps the most important meeting in over 16 years, was about to go underway.

It's time for Harry Potter to die.