Written for The Femslash Challenge and Love in Time Challenge.
Ginny grinned wickedly as she looked at the raven-haired witch next to her. Bellatrix was asleep, her hair a mess on the pillow. Even in her sleep, she didn't look innocent. No, she still looked like a snake, one that was ready to pounce at any moment. Ginny knew that any sudden movements she might make would end with Bellatrix on top of her, controlling her, dominating her.
Ginny wasn't in love with Bellatrix, but she did love being in lust with her.
She knew that she should probably be trying to get back to her time, to 1999, with Harry and her family and the fact that this woman was about to kill Ginny until Mum killed her. To a time when she hated all Death Eaters and would never fuck a single one.
And Ginny was. But she was also having a grand old time here, in 1979, with her brothers still children and toddlers and infants and Ron wasn't even born yet. She was having fun being something other than 'Ginny Weasley, girlfriend of Harry Potter, sister of Ron Weasley, best friend of Hermione Granger'. To Bellatrix, she was just Ginny Walters, 'an arrogant little Mudblood with pretty pink lips'.
She knew that Voldemort was going to be destroyed in a few short years. She figured she had plenty of time to stop certain people from dying and ensuing that certain people did. And Ginny was going to do that, after she stopped having so much fun with Bella.
Ginny wasn't going to lie and pretend Bella was secretly a good person.
But she was going to stop lying and pretending that she was one.