Draco sat at his desk with his quill in his hand.

'When lavender is mixed with mandrake root it forms…' he had been stuck on the same sentence for over 10 minutes. It was a simple potions essay and he was good at potions, but there were other things on his mind at the moment. For instance, why had there been complete silence for over half an hour? The lack of noise was not peaceful, it was positively nerve wracking. Putting down his quill dejectedly, Draco walked over to the door and reluctantly opened it. He didn't really want to know what it was that his Aunty was up to, but there was a good chance that she had either hurt, or killed herself. Opening it, he was hit by a very loud thumping noise and also by a thought. His parents had out a silencing charm on his door. Of course. So that was why he hadn't heard anything! There could be a war going on outside and he wouldn't have heard it. Or Bellatrix could have been doing anything and he wouldn't have heard it.

Following the thumping noise down the hall, he realised that it was coming from his parents' bedroom. But his parents weren't in.

Hesitantly, he pushed open the door and instantly realised that the thumping noise was, infect, music and what was more, Bellatrix was jumping up and down on his parents bed, wand in hand, shooting multicoloured sparks in every direction.

'Erm… Aunty Bella. What are you doing?' Draco asked amazed. Bellatrix had not seen him though due to the fact that she was currently bouncing facing the other direction. Bending her knees, she stuck her bum out and wiggled it enthusiastically. But instead of her usual black, she was clad head-to-toe in neon yellow. A neon yellow cat suit to be precise. With silver flared legs and giant sleeves which fanned out every time she reached up to fire another spark.

'Dancing queen!! Young and sweet!! Only seventeen!!' she yelled happily as she finally bounced round to face Draco. 'Oh! Deary, come on. Dance with me! Draco! Dance with me Draco! With me! Your aunty Bellatrix!!' she cried as Draco looked on horrified. 'Draco! Look I can do the splits like Merry Beep did in that film!!' she laughed as she jumped up as high as she could and stuck her legs out as far as she could. It turned out to be more like a star jump then the splits but she still looked overly pleased with herself as she sat on the bed panting. A silence fell between them as Bellatrix tried to catch her breath and Draco… Well he didn't know quite what to say.

You're a teaser. You turn them on.

Leave them burning and then your gooooooone

'Erm. Yes. So Aunty Bellatrix. Where is Lord Voldemort?' he asked trying to move the conversation away from all things crazy.

'Oh. Under the bed.' Bellatrix said lightly. 'he doesn't think I know he is there. But if you would like to look to my left, you will clearly see a foot. I assumed it wasn't you because you must have been in your room. You would have heard the fire alarm go off if you weren't...and the explosion' she added as an after thought. Draco paled even more then natural.

'What expl- you know what? I don't even want to know. Why is the Dark Lord under my parents' bed?' he asked feeling rather stressed.

'Well I can only assume that yours was too small for him to fit under. He is a Dark Lord after all and he does have a very large cloak. It's in the job description!' she stated with a matter of fact nod of her head.

'Aunty Bellatrix. Why was he hiding?' Draco asked exasperated.

'Oh!' Bellatrix giggled girlishly. 'he declared his love for me' she whispered. 'It was quite sweet really; she said, more to herself. 'I will have to get Rodolphus to declare his love for me. Possibly on top of a skyscraper. Or a mountain'

Draco, meanwhile, was busy dragging a rather unamused looking Dark Lord out from under the bed by his ankle.

'Now My Lord. Would you like to explain yourself?' he said, sitting him down on the edge of the bed and trying to suppress a giggle as the Dark Lord sighed heavily.