Disclaimer : I don't own anything accept for the plot.
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Terribly So
By: eugene-the-artichoke
There was always something painfully lovely about her.
Bellatrix.
Her obsidian hair and milky skin seemed to hold a certain allure. Eyes framed by thick lashes, long and dark. The black orbs calculating, mysterious, and forever entrancing. A small nose, perfect like the rest of her. Full lips, naturally blood-red complete a classically gorgeous face. A tall, slender frame with graceful hands and feet.
So delicate.
A complete denial to her true personality. She was anything but fragile. A fighter, one for the books. Quick and ruthless in combat. A twisted smile on her exquisite face.
Now she lies cold and lifeless on the soft grasses. Milky skin still retaining its ethereal quality. Eyes still shining with menace. Lips stained crimson slowly losing their color. Hands and feet sprawled elegantly on the green.
It really didn't surprise Remus that even in death, she was terribly beautiful.
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A/N: I know this is quite out of the blue but I was suddenly inspired to write this piece. This was just supposed to be a little fic about Bella (my not-so-favorite character), but all it turned into a Remus/Bella. I've never seen this pairing and I don't ship them at all. It just happened. There was nothing I could do. Sorry.