AN: I do not own Naruto or Harry Potter.
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Rating: T
Pairing: Naruto/Bellatrix
Summary: AU. One-shot. Where Bellatrix was never married to Rudolphus LeStrange, Naruto is a Jounin and is sent on a mission to capture Harry Potter. Drabble.
Of Blood Queens
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Her raven tresses tumbled as he caught her. She sent a killing curse back at the other side. He jumped to the side and fired a Grand Fireball over towards the Order of the Phoenix. In the midst of the chaos Bellatrix Black ran her lips over Uzumaki Naruto's jaw line.
Two weeks ago he had been assigned a mission to capture some boy called Harry Potter. He had traveled there by portkey-whatever that was, so he couldn't pinpoint its location in relation to Konoha. His employer, Lord Voldemort, tasked him to capture the student and bring him unharmed back to his location.
He did it of course. Breaking into the ancient school had proved to be quite easy. No one was patrolling the halls or grounds. Once in the castle he made his way to Gryffindor tower where once confronted by a talking portrait of a fat lady, sliced open the entrance and entered into the boy's dorm rooms. Finding the correct boy, who was easily recognizably he tied him up and shunshin'ed away from the scene.
He waited at the drop off point to hand over the boy and return home. That was when he first met her. Her thick raven locks waved about in the breeze as she trotted forward out of her apparition, shining in the light of the moon. Her thin lips were taut, pulled back into a sneer as she approached. Her gaunt skeletal face retained some semblance of beauty, even after enduring years in the wizard prison.
Even after all the things she witnessed she still held her head high, and kept up her appearance. He thought he was in love.
They took the boy to Lord Voldemort who promptly killed him with precisely aimed cutting hex at the boy's neck. After decapitating him he burned the body and left to celebrate in his private quarters, leaving Bellatrix the task of returning him home.
She glanced at him as she led him to her bed chambers. His wild blond locks and blue eyes stared back at her. The three scars on his cheeks wrinkled as he grinned at her. She grimaced and tugged the door close and smashed her lips against his. The salty taste of noodles graced her lips. She bit his bottom lip, drawing blood and moved him to the bed.
Who said she couldn't have some fun? Even though he wanted to go home, she didn't have to send him back. Besides his children would be strong and pure… Perhaps she could persuade him to stay.
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