'Aunty Belllla!!!'

'Bellatrix come here you smouldering thing!'

'Aunty Bellatrix please come and talk to me!'

'Miss Trix-la-la-la-Bella! I have a huuuuuug for yoooou'

The odd pair walked through Malfoy manor calling for Bellatrix but despite looking in every room, they couldn't find the crazy witch anywhere. Draco turned to Lord Voldemort who had just sat down in the middle of the floor with a heavy sigh. This was the last thing he needed.

'Get up My Lord. You look messy sitting there'

'Don't care'

'My Lord. Please! Mother is supposed to be back any minute and we really need to find Aunty Bella!'

'Bella! Like Fella! Only she is not a man. And Bella is a real name' Voldemort though out loud.

Yes M'Lord. Well I cant find her'

'And Bella has a B. Fella has a F'

'Yes My Lord. Now please get up!' Voldemort gave Draco a particularly evil look.

'Think yourself lucky I have misplaced my wand Draco or you would be on the loor writhing in pain! Possibly dead. Or hanging out the window'

Dracos eyes shot wide but not at the threat.

'You've lost your wand?!'

'Misplace. Yes.' Voldemort confirmed with a nod.

'Misplaced and lost are the same thing!' Draco snapped, not amused that he would now have to find the Dark Lords wand aswell as Bellatrix.

'AHHHHH' he was distracted as he screamed at the top ohf his voice. His dear Aunty Bellatrix came running out from behind the nearest curtain, screaming like a banshee, and jumped on Dracos back.

Aunty Bella!!! Get OFF!' he yelled.

'Aw aw aw aw awwwwwww' Bellatrix called in a Tarzen fashion.

'Everybody's got a mate called DAVE!' Voldemort called, feeling left out of all the noise making.

Bellatrix, who was still on Dracos back, legs clamped around his waist, laughed and wailed loudly as Draco tried again and again to throw her off of him but to no avail. He turned and twisted but she still clung on.

'Aunty…Bella!' he panted but she was now sending sparks at him from her wand.

'This is such a good GAME! I shall call it 'The game of wind up Draco'' she squealed as she bounced up and down on his back.

But her bouncing caused Draco to loose his footing and sent the pair tumbling down the stairs.

Bellatrix looked up with a huge smile on her face and a wide cut down her face which was pouring scarlet.

'Cissy!!!' she yelled, untangling herself from Draco and pelting at her sister who stood in the doorway looking rather shocked.

As Narcissa looked through her sisters hair and over her shoulder, she saw a scene that she could only describe as havoc. Her son lay worryingly still at the bottom of the stairs. Her sister was hugging her tighly obviously having not taken her pills… and was the coffee she could smell? And the Dark Lord was repeatedly throwing himself over the banister rein acting the Bellatrix/Draco fall.

Boy, did Draco have some explaining to do.

If he was alive that was.