Aurora Bellatrix, thank you for your feedback about the Bella Voldy thing. I was more referring to what happens to make the kid, since it would be really weird to just have Bellatrix wake up in the morning and be pregnant. And I am going to make the kid be kinda naughty, but the thing is that if she had the kid around the time Dumbledore died, then when she died, the child is only like 1 year old. Also, you mentioned that you are too young to have an account. If you have an email account, I'm pretty sure that you can have a fanfiction account. But thanks for responding anyway! And if anyone has a teeny bit of time, please PLEASE give feedback, and I love critisism. Enjoy!

It had been a week since Avery's torture, and Bellatrix couldn't stop thinking about it. She was slowly becoming desperate to torture someone, to hear them scream. Hearing Avery had reminded her of before when she had gone out every night to kill those who resisted the Dark Lord. She had tortured them until they begged for mercy, and then killed. She was dying to get outside again.

"Bella? Bella?"

The voice startled Bellatrix out of her revrie.

"What is it Cissy?" Bellatrix said impatiently.

"You seem very distracted lately. Ever since the Dark Lord announced his plan to infilterate the ministry. Did something happen Bella? You can tell your big sister," Cissy said with concern.

"I NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE!" Bellatrix yelled. "I can't spend another second in here! It's driving me mad Cissy. I need to hear someone scream in pain, and I need to feel power."

"Bella, calm down," Narcissa said frantically. "You're going mad."

"Azkaban does that to people," Bellatrix said with a barking laugh. "You have no idea Cissy. I spent 15 years in the same cell all day, every day. Doing nothing. It drives you mad! I need to do something useful, or I'm going to end up killing someone in here, just to hear the screams of someone besides me."

"Bella, maybe you should try asking the Dark Lord for a mission. He always gave you missions willingly before," Narcissa suggested.

"That was when I was his favorite. Not anymore," Bellatrix snapped. "Someone ELSE is his favorite lately."

"Bella, just ask him! It's not like he'll torture you!" Narcissa was becoming impatient with her little sister.

"You know what? I will. And I probably won't be assigned one. After all, your stupid husband Lucius is his new favorite. Just because Lucius didn't get chucked into Azkaban doesn't mean he's devoted!"

With that, Bellatrix stalked off. And who was the first person she happened to see on her way back? Lucius Malfoy.

"Ahhh, dear Bella. It's so... nice to see you up and running again," he said coldly.

"And how nice to see that you decided to reclaim your loyalty to the Dark Lord. After all, I'm sure that spending 14 years as the minister's pet was dripping with loyalty," Bellatrix returned sarcastically.

"Charming as ever," Lucius said smoothly. "I'm sure that staying in Azkaban was very useful to the Dark Lord."

"At least, it shows that I have loyalty. After all, I'm sure that denying that you were a death eater of your own free will was reeking of loyalty," Bellatrix fired back.

"Are you actually suggesting that I am disloyal to the Dark Lord Bella?" His voice was dangerously cold. "Even you wouldn't stoop that low. You know perfectly well that no one could lie to the Dark Lord.

"Damn," Bellatrix thought. "I hate it when he is right."

"I am not accusing you of being disloyal now, I merely am saying that you haven't been the most loyal in the past," Bellatrix said. "I bid you good day."

As Bellatrix strode down the corridor, she fumed in anger. Why had she let Lucius get the best of her? As if this thought weren't enough, a small nagging voice inside her head was asking, "What if he's right?" She brushed this thought away, and, pushing away all unpleasant thoughts, began to think about what mission the Dark Lord might send her on.

As she arrived at his rooms, she began to feel very nervous. What if he asked why? She wasn't supposed to be afraid. She was supposed to be brave, strong and unafraid of anything. How was she going to explain to the Dark Lord that she was afraid of staying here any longer? Before she could change her mind, she knocked.

"Bella?" The Dark Lord said, suprised. "What are you doing here?"

"My Lord." Bellatrix said. "I had a favor to ask you."

"A favor?" He comtemplated this. "What is it Bella? Do you wish to, perhaps visit your cousin? The one who supposedly orchestrated your breakout?"

Bellatrix could practically feel herself turn red.

"The ministry can be so ridiculous," she said, faking a laugh. "So blind. I haven't heard of a stupider minister yet. The only reason of why I might have contact with my cousin would be to ask him if he would lend me his house-elf. And that's debatable."

"I see Azkaban hasn't diminished your wit," The Dark Lord said. "Though be sure to keep it in check."

"Of course, My Lord," Bellatrix said, bowing her head.

"Speaking of house elves, one arrived today. He asked to visit you. He informed me that he came from the noble house of Black. Is he yours?

Bellatrix looked past the Dark Lord in shock.

"Kreacher?"

"Mistress," Kreacher responded, bowing as low as he could. "I am here to serve. I would be willing to help you in any way I can."

"Kreacher, please go to my rooms, all the way down the hall at the far right. I have a few questions for you," Bellatrix commanded.

"Yes mistress. After all, Kreacher is here to serve the noble house of Black."

When Kreacher had vanished, Bellatrix turned to face the Dark Lord in shock.\

"I came to talk to you about something else, but that can wait," she said very business-like. "I feel as though Kreacher might be useful in some other way besides cleaning."

"I have something I was meaning to tell you, Bella. I have finally come up with an idea for how Kreacher could be useful. It has to do with Potter."

"What would that be, my Lord?"

"It has to do with Potter's sense of heroism. Now listen closely."

You'll have to wait until Thursday to find out! I have noticed my lack of evil cliffhangers, and I am determined to have a least one in every story. Thanks for reading! Until Thursday!