Title: 26 for 26
Part: One: I Will Never Let You Fall
Author: Jmaria
Rating: FR-18
Disclaimer: You should know by now that I own nothing. Joss owns BtVS, J.K. owns HP.
Series Summary: 26 ficlets of insanity done to celebrate 26 years.
Set/Spoilers: post season 2, pre-Deathly Hallows.
Part Summary: When Buffy's moment of crisis comes after Angel is sent to hell, whos there to catch her?
Words: 451
Pairing/Character: Buffy Summers, Bellatrix Lestrange
Dedication/Shout Out: Millaros for the pairing prompt.
Song Base: Your Guardian Angel by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
A/N: Titles will be yanked from the random song-play list thing I made. Just for fun and extra insanity.
A/N2: Implied femslash, minor, nonconsent and use of Imperio.

26 for 26


One: I Will Never Let You Fall

Dark raven locks slipped against her skin as Buffy blinked up at the woman who was holding her. How had she gotten here? The last thing she remembered was running away from Sunnydale as her world crashed in around her. None of her friends wanted to be near her, her mother didn't want her, and she'd sent the one man she'd loved to hell.

"Now, now, none of that dark thought, slayer," the strange woman's voice cooed roughly down at her. "We're nearly there."

"Huh? Nearly where?" Buffy croaked, her throat raw and her memory blanking at where she'd met this woman.

"Oh, pretty baby, we're very nearly near to my master," she cooed again, her hand at her throat. "How pleased my master will be to see you. A slayer of the first water."

"How - who are you?" Buffy blinked as the rain poured down harder against them.

"Auntie Bellatrix, Buffy," Bellatrix smiled - a beautifully awful thing that pulled Buffy in as much as it repulsed her. "Not Drusilla."

"Huh?"

"That's what you called me when I found you," Bellatrix said quietly, pulling her - no, floating her along the path. "You said, 'no, Drusilla! Spike made the bargain!'"

Buffy's chest tightened as Bellatrix's voice took on a nearly mocking quality. What was going on? How had she gotten out of California? How did Bellatrix know about Drusilla and Spike?

"I knew dealing with the leeches would bring me some good," Bellatrix continued on cackling, ignoring the silence coming from her companion. "I didn't know that it would bring me a slayer."

"What do you need a slayer for?" Buffy choked out through parched lips.

"Oh, they're ever so much fun," a dark look passed Bellatrix's eyes. "Why, I've had you for weeks, and oh, the things we've done!"

"W-weeks?"

"Of course, you've been enchanted for half of it, but still. What a naughty, wicked girl you've been, Miss Summers! The things you've done with your mouth alone!" a lust filled gleam shone in Bellatrix's eyes that had Buffy's stomach dropping heavily. Bellatrix continued on, "And the poor wizarding community has never seen such brute strength outside of the giants. And now, my pet, we're to be rewarded by my master. Lord Voldemort has many plans for you. So very many plans."

And word slipped through the Rebellions ranks. Voldemort had his two most frightening of demonesses at his side. Bellatrix Lestrange, the insane prisoner of Azkaban, and Buffy Lestrange, the slayer who was rumored to be Bellatrix's most prized possession. The wizarding world quaked in fear of the two Death Eaters who were opposite in coloring, but were as evil as the dark lord they followed.