1Disclaimer: I don't own HP. Duh.
Pairing: Bellatrix/Lucius
Author's Note: This is darkfic basically about Bellatrix and Lucius killing Narcissa on her and Lucius' wedding anniversary. Dark, violent and cruel.
"Avada Kedavra is too simple, Bella." He reasoned, giving her the cold, shining blade.
"But I'm so good at it..." She said, running a finger down Lucius' chest. She was trying his patience on purpose. Her way of being cute. Any other time he would have found it attractive. But... this wasn't any other time.
"Must I do it then?" He asked, mildly annoyed. Bellatrix pouted, sticking out one of her delicious crimson lips.
"No, I want to." She said, taking the dagger with leisure, her eyes narrowed playfully. Lucius smirked.
The two looked into the each other's eyes, the blade glittering in the darkness as she plunged it deep within. A whimper sounded behind the gag. Blood flowed freely, staining the old silk wedding dress.
Lucius snatched out the blade with ease and began to clean it. A simple charm could do that. Lucius turned to the bound and bleeding body of his wife and chuckled deeply, "Happy Anniversary."
Bellatrix laughed and then sighed, as if the world had been lifted from her shoulders. She then leaned down and pressed her lips against the cold, dead forehead of her sister.
"Now was that so hard?" Lucius asked, slipping the wedding ring from the dead woman's hand and sliding it onto Bellatrix's.
"No..." She said, her eyes glinting, "But Avada Kedarva is so much fun..."