
The magical world.
A few days after that encounter, Harry was being berated again. Outside. Vernon being upset about him getting in the way of some sort of company money-gig. Bellatrix, eager to see the boy who lived once again, was at a loss for words. She had not reported her discovery of the boy to the dark lord, for what reason, even she does not know. But there was a nagging feeling, as if she shouldn’t. As soon as Vernon went inside, Bellatrix came up to the small boy.
“Do you remember me?” She said sweetly, softness dripping in her voice.
“Y..yeah.” He muttered, voice barely heard. “What’s your name..?” He asked shyly, as if afraid to be scolded. “My name is Bellatrix. You can call me Bella little one.”
“Oh. Okay.!” He said, as his eyes lit up. he hugged her, just as he did the day before.
“Do you have a name you like to be called little one?” Bellatrix asked, voice gentle, to not scare the little boy. The chosen one, as the wizardly world calls him.
“..Well, besides Harry..my full name is Harrison.” He sounded out the full name, struggling on the end. “Okay darling.”
“One day I’m taking you out of this house, okay?”
His eyes widened, before smiling softly, eyes glinting with hope.
“Really!?”
“Of course. I have plans for you, Boy who lived.”
“..boy who lived?”
“Mhm. See, do you want to know something, Harrison?”
He nodded, eyes full of wonder.
She pulled out her wand. His eyes widened.
“Your parents were magical, did you know that?”
He shook his head, making grabby hands for her wand.
“Ah ah, you have to be careful, Little One.”
“I will I will please!”
He had his cheeks puffed out, slightly reddening due to the air in his cheeks.
“Alright alright, be careful Hun.”
He took the wand, making little motions with it, before she explained basic spells to him.
“See?” She was explaining the spell *Lumos* to him. She flicked her wrist, and the wand tip lit up.
He grinned, as he tried it, failing but laughing all the same. She soon also cracked a small grin at his attempts. She knew that she could never give over *her* darling boy to her Lord. The small child then climbed into her lap, and made himself comfortable there. She was surprised, but let him stay there, she soon got up.
“Alright Harry, tommrow you’ll meet me here with all your stuff okay?”
She was slightly stern, and he knew that meant she was serious.
“Of course Ma’am!” He smiled, and hugged her legs once more, before she walked off, and he went back inside, to his cupboard.