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Bellatrix heard the cry of misery that the Dark Lord had given out as she was walking up the grand staircase in the Malfoy Mansion. Her destination; Draco's room.

When she got to his reasonably plain looking door, she saw that it hadn't been pulled completely shut and she could see into it clearly. This also meant that she knew Draco was writing at his desk with his back to her. Bonus. Pushing the door open with as little noise as she could manage, she tried to suppress a chuckle as she planned her next move. She stealthily dropped to her knees and began to crawl across the deep green carpet that covered Dracos' floor and began to slowly crawl over to where he was sat. One hand was picked up and placed silently in front of her. Then a leg. Then the other hand. Then the other leg. Excellent. She had moved at least 9 centimetres. And so she repeated this process for a good 3 minutes, occasionally stopping and trying to hold back the bubble of laughter that was building in her stomach and threatening to pop and give her away. She had crawled past his bed and was getting pretty close to him when disaster struck and Draco turned his head to look directly at her. But a genius thought struck Bellatrix just as she thought she was really done for... perhaps if she stayed really really still and didn't move a muscle, he wouldn't see her! The leg that she had been half way through lifting and moving forward stopped a couple of inches above the ground and hung there in midair, her eyes froze wide open as stared at where the back of his head had been and her whole body stayed precisely where it had been when he had turned. Much to her relief, Draco seemed to avoid making eye contact with her – she knew it would all have been over if he had met her eyes – and turned back to whatever it was that he had been writing.

A shaky breath came from Bellatrix and she put her leg down and started to move forward again, this time being even quieter if that was possible. Finally, she managed to get close enough to Draco that she would easily be able to scare him. Raising herself up, she reached her arms up to make herself big and fearsome, opened her mouth ready to give an ear piercing scream (she'd perfected it in Azkaban) and –

'Aunty Bellatrix. Get out' Draco told her, no expression in his voice as he continued writing. Bellatrix's jaw dropped. How did he know she was behind him? He must have used some all-seeing charm that she was unaware of. Perhaps the boy wasn't a dumbass as she had previously been sure of.

'How did you know I was here Draco?' she wailed, throwing her head back in frustration and giving a little foot stamp to make sure he knew she wasn't happy about his sneaky charming. Draco turned to look at his crazy Aunt and frowned. Perhaps there really wasn't any intelligence buried deep within her as he had previously been sure of.

'Aunty, I turned and looked straight at you' he explained as though talking to a very small, very idiotic child. Bellatrix wrinkled her brow in confusion.

'Noo...That's not right. You turned and I stopped very still. Like this.' She demonstrated her point by posing in a typical sneaking-around pose with a shocked 'Ive-just-been-caught-but-if-I-hold-still-they-won't-see-me' expression on her face. She held this for a couple of seconds as Draco stared at her blankly and then stood looking at him as if everything was clear now and he obviously hadn't seen her.

'I still saw you' he told her shortly.

'Did I move?'

'Yes'

'Liar'

'You moved!'

'I didn't!'

'Did'

'DID NOT!'

'Yes you DID!'

'I DID NOT!' Bellatrix yelled at him, her hand reaching for her wand. This boy needed to be taught a little lesson with some good old fashioned Crucio butt kicking. The action caught Dracos eye and he put his hands up in defeat.

'Fine you didn't move!' it then stuck him that this was an idiotic argument to be having anyway! Even if the bloody woman had stayed completely still, he had still turned around to see her crouched on his floor sneaking towards him! Not forgetting the fact she had practically slammed his door open, jumped on to her knees and whacked her hands and feet down on the floor every time she had moved them. Quiet? Or not. She was more like an attention seeking Banshee. However, he didn't say any of this to the psycho in front of him. No matter how insane she was, she could whack out an incredible Crucio when annoyed. 'What did you want anyway, Aunty?' he sighed.

'You've been ignoring me Draco.' Her lips twisted into a pout and she put her hands on her hips. 'Why have you been ignoring me Draco? Darling? Deary? Is it because you don't love your aunty Belley anymore?'

'No it's not th-' he began before she moved closer to his face and interrupted him.

'Is it because you're scared I make you look like a looser whenever I'm around you?'

'No you do-'

'Is it because of the Helena woman?' he voice had dropped lower and she was now right in front of his face, her eyes narrowed and glistening with danger.

'What Helena woman?'

'The one with the hair.' She said in a 'demon' voice, extremely low and elongating the word 'hair'. Draco still had no idea who she was on about but didn't want to aggravate her anymore so shook his head no.

'It's because I've been busy Aunty Bellatrix. I'm back at school soon and I have to do this work' he gestured to the papers in front of him. Bellatrix pulled back from his, a bright smile on her face.

'Oh! That's okay then. You can come and play some games with me! Twister's wonderful. Have you ever played it Draco?' before he could answer, she grabbed his hand and began to pull him towards the door.

'I need to do this work!' he protested. Bellatrix stopped, looked at the papers, flicked her wand at them and then beamed as the fire they were now engulfed in smoked heavily.

'What work?' she giggled, pulling him out of the door.