"Father?" Bella peered through a crack in the door and into her father's office. Only the desk lamp was lit, and the room was quite dark. A slight grunt from inside explained that there really was someone in the room. She opened the door, to see her father hunched over a large stack of paperwork.

"Father?" she repeated in a hushed voice.

"Ah! Bella!" Her father looked up with a smile. "You, love, have no idea what you've done for me." He patted her shoulders smiled proudly at her. Bella's eyes glanced at the floor.

"I just had a question…"

"Yes?"

"It's about my new job."
"Oh! I see! Sit." He motioned for her to sit in the chair in which Tom had previously sat during Cygnus and his meeting. Such formal actions between a father and daughter could seem odd, but not for the Black family.

"I, um, I'm just a little confused about what exactly I'm supposed to do in this position."

Cygnus took a deep breath, "Bella, love, you obviously know about all the mudbloods and blood traitors and all those wicked persons that exist in our lives."

Bella nodded.

"Could you imagine if they all went away?"

Bella smiled. Some simply horrible girls from school would never exist anymore… what a relief! And that wretched boy, Ted, or something like that, always hanging out with Andy, would never be there to swipe her away when Bella needed her most.

"You see, Bella, that could be possible. And the muggles could become your slaves! Instead of causing us to walk around in fear of persecution and such, we would cause them to fear us!!!!!"

Cygnus stood up and waltzed over to hug his daughter.

Okay, this is not the father I know, thought Bella as her ribs almost cracked.

"Father, stop!" She giggled a bit, and then questioned him further. "How can I… I mean, what am I supposed to do to cause all this? I'm a girl, not a warrior."

"One of our ancestors, Joan of Arc, a warrior and persecuted for being a witch!"

"Um… father, she actually wasn't a witch, we learned that in History of Magic last year. She was just persecu-"

"Oh, hush! Hush, my dear… and sit back down, I know we have much more to discuss!" He waltzed back to his chair.

Bella rolled her eyes, "Um, haha, I still do not understand you."

"You know that man?"

"Mr. Riddle?"

"Yes, him!" Cygnus nodded and tried to hold back a grin.

"What about Mr. Riddle?"

"He is behind this movement. This great protest of wizards and witches against the dark side! Those people embracing muggles and such are just submitting to muggle power! We, Bella, are the fighters. We are the revolutionaries!" His eyes widened and his fervent passion for the cause frightened Bella. She was about to speak, when he whispered, "Your job, is to become a follower of Mr. Riddle, sort of like an auror but for our revolution. You must understand that you cannot tell anyone what I have told you, outside of our family. You understand, Bellatrix?"

The use of her full name in the family was cause for serious talk. She nodded and glanced back at the floor.

"Look at me!" Cygnus' voice rose slightly and grew harsh. Bellatrix's head snapped up and she gazed into his cold eyes. "You must be willing to do whatever he asks you to do. That means, if he asks you to run, you run. If he asks you to use an unforgiveable curse, you do it! If he asks you to kill… you proceed."

* * *

Shortly after Bellatrix's meeting with her father, she rushed upstairs to inform her mother.

Druella Black was a slightly attractive woman in her late fifties. She had long gold hair, which she had passed onto her youngest daughter. Her dark sapphire eyes had gone to her eldest, but nothing was passed onto her middle child. Druella's face was pale and without any colour. Her high cheekbones gave her a look of intensity and cruelty, which she was completely comprised of. Unlike most mothers, she picked favorites, and Narcissa, the youngest was by far, her favorite. At the moment before Bellatrix rushed into Druella's study in the right corner of the third floor, she had been reading a very interesting book on Herbology. No one she knew liked Herbology, except for herself and that insufferable Professor Sprout, whom she loathed to the utmost.

"'Of one of the most dangerous carnivorous plants is the insudito, which slowly creeps up on it's victims and grabs them by the shoulders before shocking them into-"

"Hi Mum!!!!" Bella hugged her mother from behind. Druella screamed and threw out her arms.

"Crucio!" She yelled at whoever was attacking her. Luckily for Bellatrix, she dodged it.

"God! Mum! What the bloody hell was that!"

"Don't you start using that muggle tongue on me, Bellatrix!"

Andromeda suddenly appeared at the door with her wand at the ready, and out of breath. "Did…. I…. miss anything?"

"Ummmm… no, I just scared Mum out of her mind." Bella laughed.

Druella breathed harshly and grabbed Bella's arm, "What do you want?"

Bellatrix stared into the eyes identical to hers and said happily, "I got a job… from father… working with Mr. Thomas Riddle." Druella took a step back and released her daughter. She was shocked.

"He – he – he hired you? Why not Cissy?"

"Mum, Cissy's only an incoming second year! Bella's going into her sixth year!" Andromeda said passionately as she walked over to her mother and sister. Druella ignored her, "Bellatrix, are you serious?" Bella nodded. "Well, then… congratulations. However, I would prefer that you not bother me the next time, but just call for Kreacher to inform me, thank you."

"Nice seeing you, Mum!" Andromeda gave her mother a hug before she left. She received nothing in return except for a slight "Mmmhm."

Both sisters left the room and walked down to their own bedrooms.

"Told you I wasn't going to be his mistress!" Bella said as they walked down the stairs.

"I never said you would be that!" Andy teased.

"You did too!"

"Alright… maaaaaaybe…"

" You did! You did!" Bella jumped up and down, shaking her sisters shoulders from behind. Andromeda turned around to face her.

"Maybe I inferred that you were a bit whorish?"

Bella gasped and bombarded her sister with playful punches.

"Okay! Okay! I'm sorry…" Bella stopped and both girls laughed.

Bella opened the door to her room (next to Andromeda's room) and walked inside. Andy just passed onto her own room next door. Bella collapsed onto her bed and turned onto her side, facing the wall. She could hear Andy playing "Eleanor Rigby" in the room nearby. A smile made its way onto her face before she drifted off into her dreams.