OMIGOSH! What has it been, a month, two months? Woooooow. I'm now a bad person, anyway, thanks to CissaSnapeBlackrose for helping me find inspiration for this chapter, and helping me write it. By the way, this chapter centers on Destructra instead of Lily Luna, and is told in third person instead of first.

Enjoy!

Sometimes Lucius Malfoy can be helpful, especially when there are dementors involved.

A group of six people disapparated from in front of the gate that stood at the entrance to the Hogwarts grounds.

A group of six people appeared at the base of Azkaban, entered the prison, and began walking through the corridors towards their destination.

Destructra turned toward Lucius. "So, why are Cissa, Draco, Scorpious, and Astoria all here? Not to mention you!"

He groaned. "Darling Narcissa," he grinned sheepishly, but it was overly obvious that he was extremely pissed at his wife, "told me to take you here, seeing as your mum seems more sane than usual."

Narcissa cut in, "Yes, and it's about time, and the Azkaban guards have been sending reports that Bella seems more aware every day, and is asking for you.."

Destructra nodded. Bellatrix LeStrange, her dear old mother, had lost almost everything the day that the Dark Lord was defeated. Lily's father had oh-so-famously caused her father's, yes her father's, own curse to rebound back upon himself. Dumbledore had had Harry destroy all of the Horcruxes that anyone new about, but it seemed there was one more. He was now locked up in Azkaban as well, but no one other than the guards quite knew how he was holding up, on a separate island from the other prisoners, with half the guards around that one small chamber. He was constantly stupefied to avoid trouble.

He hadn't always been there. He had gone on the run after being almost destroyed yet again by the famous Harry Potter, and impregnated Bellatrix, and no one really cared, seeing as Rodulphus had been killed. Then they had both been captured, and Bella sent to Azkaban, still pregnant.

As soon as she gave birth, the ministry had seized the baby, only letting Bellatrix name her Destructra Black Riddle. From that moment on, little Destructra had a terrible fear dementors, cold, and uptight ministry men in horrible suits and robes.

She hated going to visit her mum, not because of her mum, but because of the dementors.

"So, Lulu, you forced her to go, seeing as it was her idea?"

"Actually, yes. How did you know?"

"I grew up with you, Lucy, seeing as I grew up at the manor, and I know you quite well."

Draco grinned down at her. "So, you caught on to the nickname I gave him?"

"Oh, yes, good job on that by the way."

Scorpious continued to walk ahead of them, humming to himself.

Astoria, Draco's wife, followed Destructra's gaze at Scorpy.

"Such a fine, huuuuuuuh, boy, don't you think, huuuuuuuh, darling? Hmmmmmmmmm…?"

Astoria had the very annoying habit of breathing out loudly, pointedly, and repeatedly in the middle of her sentences.

"Erm, of course…"

The group continued walking through the long hallways, the dementors' chill boring into them.

Destructra lost it.

"SAVE ME LUCY-LULU! SQUEEEEEEEEEE!"

Everyone turned to see Destructra clinging to Luci's leg, screaming.

"What's wrong with you, girl? I hate dementors, too, but do you always have to do this? What's so bad!"

"MY BIRTH!"

The group stared. Destructra had been born around dementors, so she had always been incredibly uncomfortable around them, but this was a new high.

Lucius picked her up awkwardly, and Narcissa laid a fur coat delicately over squirming child as they approached her mother's cell.

SQUEEEEEEEEEEE! This was fun to write, even if it's different than usual. I hope you still liked it though, review!