Again, another apology about my AWFUL updating. It seems SO long since I wrote any of this story and, well, it HAS been. But I do hope to keep updating this regularly again. I know, I know, I've said it before but give a girl a chance? So for those who have been ridiculously loyal and kept this on your update thingys, thank you SO much and words can't express how much I love you, you beautiful things! And to those of you who may be new to this story, I hope you enjoy/have enjoyed it.

So anyway, Narcissa is looking pretty annoyed at being kept waiting with her hands on the little shiny cord, ready to pull up the curtain. Two seconds, Cissy. So I had better hurry this up. Please drop a little review if you like it, and so finally - on with the show! Narcissa, pull the cord!

MBRB'xoxo

*Curtain rises*

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Lucius and Rodulphus were not happy. Not happy at all. As Bellatrix sat in the center of one of the many large room of the manor, she hummed a tuneless little tune happily under her breath and it was already driving them absolutely insane. But not only that, it was their ridiculous chores that they were having to do that was really making them want to crucio Bellatrix. It was 3 days into their enslavement and they had already been set a large range of equally ridiculous and infuriating tasks. After the household had eventally forced it out of Bellatrix that she was, indeed, a Helenaist, Lucius had been set the very time consuming task of scouring the entire internet for pictures of Helena Bonham Carter, printing them off, having Bellatrix approve them and then carefully cutting them out and sticking them to Lucius's bedroom wall which she had kicked him out of and renamed 'The shrine of the mighty Queen'. He had not approved of this change of sleeping arrangements and had attempted to appeal to Voldemort, but had only received a cruel laugh and the words 'Shut up, slavey boy'. He'd not had a good nights sleep since because when he had asked which bedroom he could have instead, he had been told that he may sleep in the hallways. But Voldemort wasn't cruel - he just liked a laugh - and so he had given Lucius Naginis old sleeping bag to have to keep him warm in the night. Rudolphus was having an equally miserable time of it, being on shopping duty most of the time. Bellatrix wanted black nail varnish. No not that black nail varnish, the other idiot. Go back and get it right. Bellatrix wanted Doritos. No not those doritos, stupid. Did she look like she was a mexican? Did he really think she could handle spice? Yes she did realise they were the cheesy ones not the spicey ones. GO BACK AND CHANGE THEM. Bellatrix wanted a Parakeet. No, this one would never do. It was far too polite. Did he really think she wanted one that knew 'Thank You' and 'You look pretty'? Really? Really? GO AND GET ONE THAT DEMANDS DEATH AND BLOOD. GO. NOW.

For Merlins sake, this whole dictator thing was difficult. She didn't know how Voldermort did it. On the other hand, at least he had a decent follower - her!

'LUCY!' she screamed suddenly. Lucius came flying into the room, a frown on his face. In one hand was a pair of scissors and in the other, a picture of Helena, a spoon held to her chin in a café.

'What?' he asked flatly.

'Is that how you speak to the leader of your life?' she sang at him in a light voice. Lucius had already learnt not to provoke her - the burn on his bum was still aching - and so he mumbled that no, indeed, it was not the way to speak to the leader of his life.

'I didn't think it was either!' she beamed at him, staring with wide smiled still fixed on her face and her eyes wide. Wow, did she look manic. Her expression didn't drop and Lucius wasn't really sure what to do. She was just sat there with her frankly, creepy smile on her face not moving and not shifting her eyes from his face. Errr... what? 30, 40, 50 seconds went by and Lucius marveled at how she was managing to make the same expression seem increasingly terrifying. In the end he couldn't take it anymore.

'What do you want?' he yelled, the question bursting from his mouth suddenly. He let out a deep breath, feeling the tension drain from him as Bellatrix just shook her head slightly and sang 'Nothinnngggggg' at him. Actually, scrap that about the tension. He was getting more and more wound up by the second. Suddenly her eyes landed on the photo in his hand and she squealed.

'Is that Hellie? Gimme Hellie!' Her hands were outstretched and grabbing the air in the same way that a child indicates it wants something. Lucius cautiously handed over the picture of Helena and raised his eye brows as Bellatrix cooed and fangirled over the picture in her hand.

'How can she be so cute? Look at her! She has a spoon. On her CHIN. Oh you precious, precious child. Mummy will look after you. You just sit there and be adorable. Oh,' Bellatrix giggled 'you already are adorable. Lucius, leave us alone. Shoo.' her attention was turned back to the photo before he had even left the room and so he just left her, running a finger softly over the face in the photo and muttering to it.

Finally outside, Lucius leant against the wall next to the door, breathing deep. He knew he had to go back to the computer to find more photos, but he just needed a second to remind himself he was a powerful, pure wizard. He was above this and there was only a couple of days left - okay, 11 but shhh - and he would live through it. he hoped he would live through it. A movement in the corner of his eye caught his attention and he saw Draco ambling past the end of the corridor, loving life now that it was his father and not him who had to be at his crazy aunts beckon call. Glancing down the corridor to see his father bedraggled and tired-looking, Draco froze. Damn. Damn damn dammit. Their eyes met and for a second Draco couldn't move. He was fixed to the spot as he saw his father practically spitting flames. And then he was moving. He was running as fast as his legs would carry him away from his Dad who was shouting at the top of his voice 'GET BACK HERE YOU LITTLE RAT! I'M GONNA KILL YYYOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU'.