Category: Harry Potter
Title: The Wolf and The Warrior
Author: NotAUniqueSnowflake
Rating: T for sexual themes and language.
Genre: Romance / Drama
Summary: And slowly but surely, Bellatrix began to realize that she had indeed fallen in love with Remus John Lupin.
Author's Note: I stole most of this wording from a roleplay I started on Gaia. I was reading through my posts and, since no one else had joined, I decided to take all three posts, smash them together, and add a bit at the end to create the first chapter of my story. Bit of an unusual pairing, I know, but I liked the idea. Have fun, and please don't forget to read and review! Also, I twisted Bella's age in the roleplay and here so she'd fit into the Marauders' school years. She's currently one year older than them, instead of eight.
Dark hair flows in the warm autumn breeze, a light rain slowly soaking through white cloth, hidden for so long beneath heavy black. Dark, heavily-lidded eyes slowly move across the nearly-empty school grounds, and Bellatrix Black laughs lightly as she darts off into the rain, happy to be free of her classes for another hour, before she had to trudge back inside and find the rest of her uniform in the Slytherin Common Room. Oh, how Bella loved days such as this one!
Though Bellatrix had never exactly been a happy child, she delighted in the small things, things that no one else cared for. For instance, she enjoyed the light autumn rains, the feeling of the small droplets of water on her face. She enjoyed the feeling of coarse parchment between her fingers as she read in the school's massive library. She enjoyed the rush of energy and adrenaline that came with being one of the most feared students in the school.
Now, that's not to say that Bellatrix couldn't be serious. She could be very much so, especially when angered. She could yell and scream just as well as the next teenage girl, if not better. And she knew the consequences of all of her actions. But still, she continued to terrorize her fellow students, only to get away with it because she sucked up to all of her teachers. Yes, she was a terrible person at times, but she was an exceptional student, and a beauty to behold.
Bella ducked beneath a tree, falling back onto the grass and leaning back against the bark, breathing in a low sigh and smiling. Yes, it was days just like these that she loved the most.
Bella yawned, a slender hand snaking behind her head as she slid downwards, dark eyes falling closed. She was bored, which was never a good sign, and she needed something to keep her occupied. She opened her eyes narrowly again and looked around for any sign of the famed "Marauders"...Or as she called them, "the nitwit, the bonehead, the bookworm, and my idiot cousin". She wasn't exactly a fan of them, but she knew how to work her magic and make them do things for her, however grudgingly.
Bella slid to her feet, shivering slightly in the damp air and trudging towards the castle, her bare feet making squishing noises in the grass as she moved, slowly and surely, towards the doors.
Once inside, Bella slipped down to the Slytherin Common Room, fetching her robes, socks, and shoes, and headed to the library, hoping to curl up in some warm corner with a book. Yes, she was aware that the rain had soaked through her thin button-down top, revealing the lacy black brassiere beneath, but she didn't really care. She had plenty more shirts, and it wasn't as though anyone would say anything about it. After all, most where too scared to even talk to her.
Bellatrix Black stepped daintily into the library, peering around for anyone else who happened to be there. The school seemed oddly deserted because of the dreary weather, and it annoyed Bella. She enjoyed listening to the hustle and bustle of the school, all of those innocent creatures just waiting for torment, and she quickly grew tired of the solitude of her parents' manor back home. Narcissa had stopped playing games with her long ago, and Andromeda was always busy with her secret boyfriend that no one seemed to know anything about. She'd often seen her youngest sibling hang around with a filthy Muggleborn by the name of Ted Tonks, but she refused to believe that it was him who her sister had grown so fond of. After all, it was against all of their beliefs to date a Mudblood such as him! It simply wasn't proper!
Upon realizing that there were, in fact, no witnesses to her arrival, Bella let out a relieved sigh, trotting into the back of the library and grabbing the nearest book to her, one about Dark Potions and their uses. It was something she'd been trying to find for years, until she had come across it while studying, but had never had a chance to read. So as Bella curled up on a windowsill, book in her arms, she let her mind wander into the pages of the book she carried, a light daydream gracing the edges of her mind.
His mouth on hers, his hand on her waist. She gasps, pressing herself against him. She knows her parents would kill her if they knew who she was with, but she can't bring herself to care. She brings her hands up to his face, pulling him closer and moaning softly when he nips gently at her lip, gently setting her on his bed. She pauses, wondering where his roommates are, and then he's everywhere. Deft hands pulling at the buttons and zippers on her clothing, his hair in her face, his scent all around her (chocolate and rainy days and oh god this feels so right), his lips attaching themselves to his neck.
'Re-,' she starts to moan, and suddenly his hand is over her mouth. She opens her eyes, looking into his pools of molten gold.
'Shh, Bella,' he murmurs softly, and Bella almost screams as she recognizes him.
Bella jerked back to the present, dropping the book and looking down at her shaking arms. Oh dear... What the hell was that? Was he..? It couldn't have been...? Could it?