Hey guys! This is my first fanfic so I hope it's good. I got the idea from a roleplay done with a friend. Please review!
-Ingrid
Chapter 1
It was a cold afternoon. But then again, most of them were cold these days, this late into the year. Laeura sat alone on the steps to the garden, reading from her book. She was waiting, as she sometimes did on her afternoons here at Beauxbatons, for the woman to visit her.
The woman was a guest here. A sort of substitute teacher or speaker. Her name was Ella. She had hard, cold eyes and thick curls of black hair, pulled smartly back into a bun. She did not visit often, but when she did, she seemed always to find a few moments to sit and talk with Laeura. Mostly they talked about school, but at times their conversation strayed to other, more edgy topics. Men mostly. An almost foreboding topic at a school for girls, a school steeped so heavily in female magic that men everywhere turned to stare even at the non-vela students. A school steeped in tradition and honor, where the graduates sought men who could match their skill, charm and grace. She recalled a conversation she had enjoyed with Ella.
"Our purpose is to become ze backbone. To marry ze rich and ze important and influence them. To bring prowess and reputation and daughters to ze school."
"And so," said Ella, licking off her fingernail, "You have power. Power is the most important part of life, of course." Her accent was British, marked against the other girl's soft French.
"I don't vant power." Laeura had murmured quietly.
"What do you want?"
"I... I don't know."
The reverie was interrupted by the sound of heels on concrete. The palace sparkled and shone in the light, and thousands of tiny light fractures seemed, to Laeura, to engulf the woman in a cloud of angel feathers, or fairy wings. She smiled at the awe struck girl and sat besides her on the steps. Her chest pushed and strained at the low and lacy neck of the shirt she wore. The startled girl could not help but stare breathlessly at them for a moment before the woman turned away to open her bag, smirking. Laeura tried to shake off the feeling in her mind and returned to her book.
"I can see you, you know." Ella murmured softly. "I can see you looking. Not just at me." She nodded to a scattering of beautiful female students walking past. "At them."
Laeura edged away, nervous, biting her lip and trying to re focus on her book. "I 'zink... I 'zink...you do not know vhat you are talking about Ms Ella."
The book was pulled from her hands. A hand tilted her chin up roughly. "But I do Laeura. I do. I know your secret. What it would cost you to be thrown out of this school."
"I d-don't know vhat you me-" Ella took one of Laeura's hands and placed it on her thigh. A pulse went through the younger girl's body. A soft noise escaped her throat.
"I know your secret Laeura."
"V-vhat do you vant?"
"Follow me, sweetheart." Ella took the girl's hand and half walked, half dragged her across the grounds and into the nearby woods. Laeura started to struggle, frightened of the way the woman- her former friend- was suddenly treating her. Ella threw the terrified fifteen year old onto the grass, brown and dead in the cold. She crouched over the girl, pinning her tightly down.
"A girl like you is useful to me because a mind which does not understand itself is easily corrupted. A excellent feeding ground for my darling. Once you are no longer a student here, you'll have no problem gaining the access I need. Understand this and understand it now. If any harm comes to my beauty inside you, I will make you regret every second you've been alive."
Laeura struggled, on the verge of screaming for help. Her throat was closed, her brain fogged, her tongue tied in a knot as the woman removed a jar from the pocket of her robe. Inside was a glowing, silver and black worm. Ella smirked, then used the jar to bash the girl in the head, knocking her out. The girl's dirty blonde curls fell around her like a halo. Ella brushed them aside.
Ella. Bella. Simple names were the best. Bellatrix opened the girl's mouth and shoved the glowing worm inside with one finger, pushing it deep. It would absorb though the skin in the back of her throat then make its way to latch onto her brain. Bella pulled her finger out and gently kissed the girl's lips. Such an innocent, confused girl. Breaking tradition by being attracted to women. Coming on to a female substitute teacher. Disgracing and dishonoring the school. It would take very little effort to get the orphan expelled.
And once expelled she'd have no choice but to take the little parasite with her to Hogwarts School. Where Potter was. A place which her master's obsession was fixated upon.
Bellatrix walked away from the girl, humming and twirling her wand. She felt no need to move her. Her use to Bella was complete.