𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐓𝐇𝐘 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟔

                                                          𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐬 

"Cissy, Rory! You can't do this! He can't be trusted." Bellatrix Lestrange told her niece and sister for the tenth time that dreary morning.

"I trust him." Aurora Malfoy said.

"And the Dark Lord trusts him." Narcissa told her older sister.

"The Dark Lord is mistaken." Bellatrix said.

The laughs of young children came from around the corner and Bellatrix, Narcissa and Aurora flattened up against the wet walls and looked down the opposite end of the alleyway. Children came quickly riding down the road on little things with two wheels. Narcissa and her daughter carried on walking down the alleyway once the kids had passed, their heels making clicking noises on the cobblestone road. Cissa poked her head out into the road first and quickly looked to see if there was any Muggles were there. There wasn't.

She grabbed onto Aurora's hand and Bellatrix reluctantly followed and Rory knocked on the brown door. Wormtail squished his ugly face up against the glass on the door and he peered through and opened it, squeezing his head through the little gap. Aurora barged passed him, pushing him into the wall behind the door and made her way upstairs. She opened Severus Snape's office door and walked through and saw him sat down in an armchair reading the Daily Prophet.

"Run along, Wormtail." Snape told the rat - looking man.

"Scram." Aurora told him and he hurried away, "Ugly thing, isn't he? He looked better as a rat."

"Exactly what I was thinking." Bellatrix told her niece.

Narcissa sat down in another black armchair in the room.

"I-I know I ought not to be here. The Dark Lord himself forbade me to speak of this..." Narcissa started telling Severus.

"Salazar, look at the state of me." Aurora told her aunt as she looked in the little oval mirror on top of the fireplace.

"Look at my hair. I look like a drowned rat." Rory ran her fingers through her now dirty blonde, wet hair.

"Me and your mother did tell you to take a coat with a hood." Bellatrix said.

"Yes, well I didn't want to. It wouldn't go with my outfit, you see." Aurora said.

"Yeah, yeah. Mine doesn't go with my outfit but still." Bellatrix said as she picked up a candle.

"Put it down, Bella. We mustn't touch what isn't ours." Severus told older woman.

Bellatrix put the candle back, rolling her eyes.

"Do you think he'd mind if I have a drink?" Rory asked her cool aunt.

"Probably not, no. Your mother has one. Get one for me too." Trix answered.

Aurora went over to the windowsill and poured herself and Bella a glass of wine.

"You too, Aurora. Put it back." Her godfather told her.

"It's too late now, I've already got it." Aurora replied, sassily.

"What did I just say?" He asked monotonously.

"Well, mother has one. Why can't me and Trixie have one?" She asked back.

"Put it-" He started but Aurora started gulping the wine down and Bellatrix cackled in the background.

"Here you are, Trix." She handed the full glass over to her aunt.

"Thankyou, Rory."

"As it so happens, I'm aware of your situation, Narcissa." Snape told her.