Written for alyssialui's Pairing the Character Drabble Competition
Word Count: 200
Pairing: Harry/Bellatrix
His body trembled as he gripped his wand in a sweaty hand. His vision was blurred by tears. Adrenaline flooded his veins. His heart thudded painfully in his chest as his bespectacled eyes narrowed on the form of the raven haired woman he had managed to knock off her feet with the Cruciatus Curse.
But she wasn't writhing. She wasn't screaming. She merely looked at him with a childish pout on her full lips and poorly concealed mirth in her onyx eyes. Her wild curls framed her pale face, rendered gaunt by her bid in Azkaban. But even still there was something ethereally beautiful about her.
She was as beautiful as death.
Her heart was as black as her name. All of his dreams, his hopes of filling in the hole that her Master had dug that cold Halloween night, had been shattered by a bolt of green light.
From her wand.
Why wasn't she screaming?
"You need to really want to cause pain…to enjoy it…let me give you a lesson…"
Her voice was what one expected to hear in a vivid nightmare. Or between the sheets in the throes of passion.
Painfully seductive. Hideously alluring.
He wanted to learn.