Sorry guys, Long time no see, just busy with Easter and whatnot. But here's the 5th chapter about Aleister, it's short, like really really short, and nothing like exciting happens in it, but hope you'll read it anyway ;3

5th Chapter

Alester threw vases and dishes around in anger as he finally got home. It had taken him at least a week to get home. He had left his trunk and all his things over at his aunt's house.

He felt weird being there alone. Alone and no one to take care of him or him to take care of. No mother, no father, not even the house elf was still there. Had the aurors found their house? Had they taken his father from there?

Aleister felt the fury boil inside him as he stormed around the house, just like his mother did when she was mad. He went straight up to the master's bedroom, finding the room just like he left it. The bed already made, the night gowns folded nicely on the pillows, even the dust hadn't moved one bit. He was absolutely furious of the fact his mother wasn't there for him, there with him.

Suddenly he heard a loud crack down in the living room. He pulled out his wand, sure he could defend himself from who ever was in his home. He crawled by the walls, tipping on his toes so the wood wouldn't shriek under his light feet. His hand didn't shake one bit as he held it before him.

He could hear someone walk around the first floor where the living room, kitchen and one storage room was. He tried to see who or what it was down there by peaking down the staircase, but found no one. A door slammed shut and Aleister knew that invader was either in the storage room or going out out it. Either way he wasn't going to hesitate to attack.

He crept down the stairs and went by the hallway to make his way to the storage room, staying in the shadows. It almost was like he was the shadow itself. Not one sound heard from him, but himself heard his heart pump the blood through his veins like some kind of liquid fire. His breath was light, his hand steady as a rock, his footsteps silent as the night.

The door of the closet underneath the staircase was open. ''It must be here'' Aleister thought to himself as he stayed behind the door, his fingers clutching tighter around his wand. He could see now the light the other person or creature was with. It might be the light from the closet for all he knew.

He stepped from behind the door and pointed his wand straight forward, pointing to the woman in front of him. ''Auntie Cissy!'' he said shockingly and his eyes wide. ''Great!'' was the word that echoed in his head as his mother's sister stood in the closet, facing him.

''What are you doing here Aleister Lestrange! I told you, you ought to be with me. You are only 11 years old! You can't take care of yourself!'' Narcissa said harshly as she noticed the wand clench in his hand. ''Though your mother trained you rather well doesn't mean that you can defend yourself to all magic'' Her voice had calmed down a bit, of course she was a bit angry with his nephew. She hated it when someone disobeyed her.

''I can darning well take care of myself auntie Cissy! I've learned spells you couldn't even cast in your deepest, darkest dreams!'' Aleister wasn't sure what to make of it seeing his aunt there to take him back to the Malfoy Manor. ''Why don't you just let me be who I am and let me save mum!''

''You can't save her Aleister, and this is not who you are'' Narcissa's calm voice was back to normal as she stepped out of the closet and closed the door and locked it, pulling some item in the pocket of her cloak.

''You think you know who I am?''

''Yes... don't forget you almost spend all times with me when you were younger Aleister. You aren't like Bellatrix. You aren't like your father either. You are sweet boy, who just wants to make his mother proud by studying the most dangerous spells there is, by acting like she wants you to act. This isn't you''

Was Narcissa right? Was he really just pretending? Trying to make his mother proud and make her love him for the idea she had put in his mind when he was just an infant? It couldn't be. Aleister believed he was a true Lestrange and Black. He would free his mother out of prison, he would find his way to her again. He was Aleister Lestrange. A boy who would do what he wanted, knew what to do.

''I've changed Cissy. I bet mother wasn't so "evil" all the time when she was younger. She grew up in it. That's what is happening to me. I'm going into the idea of torture, damage, pure-blood even following the Dark Lord when I have the chance of proving who I am to him. Mother promised me she would let me meet him. She /will/ fulfill that promise. I know she will''

Aleister's voice was firm. He knew his mother couldn't betray him. She had always kept her word, her promises were her bond. He bond was her everything.

''Don't be ridiculous Aleister. Your mother is locked up in there for good now.'' Aleister could hear Narcissa's voice beginning to shake. ''we can't do anything about it. You know that. I know that. I also know if there is a way out it, she will find that way.''

They had made their way to the living room and sat down on the couch. The couch his mother had held him tightly to her at the cold nights, but no more. She was there, in that dreadful place. Azkaban. Narcissa knew how Bellatrix had held him when they were alone, and she tried to make it up to him but it wasn't the same.

Narcissa had wrapped her slender arm around him, but he didn't want it. He wanted his mother's arms around him. Something he couldn't have in a long long time. He sat up and looked at his aunt. ''You can't be my mother auntie Cissy, it isn't the same thing.'' he stood up and walked out of the living room and up to his bedroom.

There you are. There isn't much left of the story, not exactly sure how much is of it, but I'll let you know when I decide :)
Please R&R, all reviews are appreaciated, good OR bad. Depends on if you like the story or not ;D So See You In Chapter 6 ;}

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