she kisses him for the first time in a closet he didn't even know existed, kisses him in the dust and shadows because that's what cousins are for. she kisses him and their teeth click and he thinks he can hear narcissa laughing downstairs, laughter like ice running through his veins, burning cold, burning through him shuddering. bella's pressing her knee between his thighs, he's gasping as she bites his lower lip and says see you at dinner.
she's gone with a pop and sirius falls back against the wall, pushes aside his robes, the memory of her cold, heavy-lidded eyes searing through him as he finishes, a few strokes and a twist, then a muttered cleaning charm to save far too knowing looks from kreacher.
bella's fucking insane, but so is the rest of this family, and love and hate are not so very far apart when you're fifteen.
she's gone with a pop and sirius falls back against the wall, pushes aside his robes, the memory of her cold, heavy-lidded eyes searing through him as he finishes, a few strokes and a twist, then a muttered cleaning charm to save far too knowing looks from kreacher.
bella's fucking insane, but so is the rest of this family, and love and hate are not so very far apart when you're fifteen.