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'What the hell?' Lucius stood in the doorway of the clean white room ,his eyes wide as his beloved son appeared to freak over his very existence.

'That's it baby, scream! He's evil! Pure evil!' Bellatrix shouted over to her 'son' as she lounged back into the chair that had been provided by the hospital, her eyes on Lucius. Behind him, Narcissa tried to take in the scene before she found Bellatrix and her eyes narrowed. This had her sister written all over it.

'Bellatrix, what have you done? Why is Draco terrified of us?' Narcissa pushed past her husband and walked over to where Bellatrix sat, her eyes sparkling in amusement.

'He's not scared of you, Cissy' she said innocently. 'Only Lucius. Because he's evil and tried to kill him, my poor little Dracey-wakey' her voice dripped with sickly sugar but her eyes shone and her lips were spread into a massive grin. Her sister, however, did not seem to find it quite as amusing. Bellatrix stood and moved over to where Draco was lying staring at Lucius with terror and his breath heavy. 'Don't worry baby, Mummy's here' she said as she held Draco close to her and stroked his hair in a comforting manner.

'MUMMY?' Lucius screamed. What was she playing at? Bellatrix was the one woman in the world who didn't have a single maternal bone in her body, let alone be able to raise a son who didn't have deep emotional and mental scarring. 'He's not your son, Bellatrix, you crazy person!' Bellatrix covered Dracos ears momentarily and a sly smile slid across her face.

'He doesn't know that' she beamed, her eyes wide with excitement. 'As far as he's concerned, I'm his loving Mummy and you're the big bad man who tried to kill him. Funny, isn't it' she laughed loudly as she uncovered Draco's ears and began to bounce on the bed beside him. Narcissa walked straight over to her sister and grabbed her wrist sharply, yanking her away from her son and threw her back in the chair that she had been sat in not that long ago.

'You are wrong in the head' she hissed.

'Probably' Bellatrix grinned back, folding her legs up under her and fiddling with her wand with only mild interest to the conversation on her face. 'But hey, what you gonna do about it?' Lucius was slowly approaching Draco with his hands held up in front of him in a 'a mean you no harm' gesture.

'Draco, son. I'm not going to hurt you'

'Son? What? You're my dad?'

'Yes I am. You're a Malfoy. Draco Malfoy. And I'm Lucius Malfoy your dad and that's Narcissa Malfoy, your mother' he said very slowly as he continued to approach the bed. Draco looked over at the two women by the chair and repeated his mothers name, naturally looking at Bellatrix.

'Yeah that's me! Narcissa. Stupid name isn't it' Bellatrix said brightly, waving one hand dramatically in the air as a way of saying hello. The real Narcissa gave her a swift slap around the side of her head and turned to Draco.

'Im Narcissa. This is your Aunty Bellatrix. You need to ignore everything she ever tells you Draco, because she's going to be lying. She had mental problems'

'Hey, I am right here and I can hear you' Bellatrix protested from behind her sister.

'Mores the pity' Lucius replied coldly.

'Not too late to Crucio you Lucy' she spat back, her wand held up and pointed at him.

'She's... my Aunty? Not my Mum' Draco asked, very confused.

'Yes. And don't forget the 'she's crazy' part Draco. Never forget the crazy part' Lucius told him softly. Draco stared up at his father in relief, now knowing that his life was not in danger by being in the same room as the blonde man.

'So...you didn't try and kill me?' he asked, trying to get confirmation that he wasn't going to die.

'No son. Never'

'So... how did I end up in here?' His words hung in the air for a moment as his parents exchanged glances and then both turned and stared pointedly at Bellatrix Lestrange who was now lounging once again the small chair, her legs hanging over the edge of one of the arms and her elbow rested on the other, her head rested in one of her palms and a massive grin on her lips at the not-so-distant but hilarious memory of how she had pretty much single handedly put her nephew in hospital.

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