Disclaimer: I do not own anything. This is Jo's world. I just get lost in it.
A/N: Okay I like to manipulate math a little, so shoot me…okay not really…lol. Okay this story is about a secret romance between yup you guessed it, Rabastan and Bellatrix. I tend to make Bella a little less sadistic then most people fancy her to be; oh well this is FANfiction. Any ways R&R as always. I take constructive criticism well. Little long for a one shot, but oh well maybe I will elaborate on it eventaully...who knows.
His Brother; Her Lover
Twenty year old Bellatrix Lestrange sat idly on her couch with a glass of fire whiskey in hand. She sat in front of the fire, watching the flames methodically. The fire was beautiful and enticing to her as it danced along its cave of captivity. She was lost in a trance as she sat alone. Rodolphus was off only God knew where, something he had been doing a lot lately. Their marriage had been at a stalemate and both were too hard-headed to try and fix it. Bella did not love Rod, but one thing she had given to him, besides herself, had been her loyalty; a favor he had not returned. The last few months of their marriage, he had not frequented her bed, leading her to find out that he had a mistress. She had refused to let herself cry when she found out, but instead made a vow to get even.
She leaned back against the couch, let out a soft sigh, folded her legs underneath her, and balanced her glass in hand. She stared into her almost empty glass, shaking the glass to swish the liquid around and it magically refilled itself. It was a cold November night and she sat up calming herself with a never ending drink of fire whiskey. She never grew angry when Rodolphus would leave to be with his whore, but tonight something was different: it was their anniversary, a night where Bella had thought that maybe they could put aside their differences. She wasn't as heartless as everyone seemed to fancy her as being.
"You bastard," Bella hissed as she sipped from the glass, feeling the burn as the liquid dripped down her throat. "Shouldn't have expected any less. It's okay, Roddy; I'm not hurting," she added, wiping away a single tear from her black eyes. "Much…" she continued as a small knock came at the door. Quickly she wiped her tears and feebly called out, "Who's there?"
"Bella, it's Rabastan," the voice called back.
Bella sighed, not really wanting company, but walking to the door and opening it anyway. "What can I do, my dear brother-in-law?" Bella questioned, ushering him in and out of the cold air. She wiped her eyes again making sure that there were no visible tears.
Rabastan walked over to the fire removing his cloak and leaning over to bask in the warmth of the flames. "Nothing in particular; I was just in the area. Where's my brother? I would have thought that, tonight of all nights, he'd be here with you; oh, by the way, congratulations Bella; you and my brother have been together for two years now," he spoke as he rubbed his hands together to warm them. "Am I interrupting something, perhaps? " Rabastan questioned, looking around and seeing only one goblet. He looked up at Bella, noticing black smudge marks lined her cheeks. "Are you crying, Bella?"
Bella looked down at her hands when he asked had she been crying. Damn mascara, she thought as she walked over to sit down on the couch. She collapsed against it, picked up her goblet, and brought her knees up to her chest taking a long gulp. "No, you aren't interrupting anything. Rod isn't here. He's off with his slut, fucking her—on our anniversary. Oh, thanks for the congratulations, by the way," Bella added, taking another large gulp from the goblet and swishing it around the cup again to refill itself.
"Bella, I am so sorry. I didn't know…please forgive me," Rabastan mumbled as he walked over to her and sat down on the opposite end of the couch, folding his hands in his lap.
"Rabastan, why are you apologizing?" Bella asked, smirking a little at his kindness. Rabastan had always been the gentler soul between the two brothers. "You aren't my husband and you aren't out with a whore when you are supposed to be with me. You're actually here. You remembered my anniversary with your brother before he did. Hmmm," she said with an amused laugh to hide the tears that were making their way to the surface again. "Bastard; he goes out and cheats with some whore and leaves me here, on our anniversary. He hasn't touched me in two months! Two! I haven't once cheated on him, not once. I gave him my loyalty. All of it, and myself. What did he do? Oh I am so angry I could just curse him!" she yelled as the tears fell from her eyes. She couldn't hold them in any longer.
Rabastan looked at Bella, shocked. He had never seen her cry before. He had known her for nine years and not once during those years did she cry in front of him. "Bella…" he said softly, scooting down to the other end of the couch and gently taking her in his arms.
At first, she was hesitant to let him hold her. Bella didn't like to feel weak and at that moment that was exactly how she felt. She collapsed in to him, laying her head against his chest, and sobbing silently. "I don't know what happened to us, Rabastan. I know I don't love him like I should, but…" She broke off as she tried to wipe the tears from her eyes. "I expected him to at least be faithful. I just want to hurt him." She began to cry again.
Rabastan shook his head as he felt her collapse against his chest. Softly, he brushed back her massive black curls, trying to soothe her. "Bella, what happened between you two?" he questioned. "You two were Hogwarts sweethearts, basically. I use to be so jealous of what you shared. How did you end up like this?"
"I asked him to take me to see The Dark Lord. I want to be a Death Eater," she said, her tears beginning to slow. "He doesn't think that it's proper for a pureblood woman to be in such a dangerous organization. He doesn't think I am tough enough. I resent that. I am eager to serve The Dark Lord and be at his side in this war. I feel useless if I just sit idly by and watch as mudblood filth try to take what belongs to us. He says that I should stay at home and be a wife and eventually a mother. That isn't me and he doesn't understand that." She dried her tears and pulled back from him and leaned against the couch, taking his hand. "Here I am trying, to prove that I am not weak and I am crying my bloody eyes out. Oh, Merlin." She sighed
"You are not weak, Bellsy Black. And I think that you would make an excellent Death Eater." Rabastan laughed, using the nickname he had for her in their school days, and smiled as he felt her hand in his. "You were the best dueler in our class. You had poor Lucius always running scared, not to mention to Evan. You were better than all of us guys."
"Thanks, but DON'T call me that, Rabby or you will make me duel you, right here and now. I hated that name with a passion. I wanted to curse you every time you called me it. You were lucky you graduated with your tongue." Bellatrix laughed as she leaned forward to pick up her wand and goblet. The goblet immediately refilled itself. Silently mumbling and waving her wand, Bella commenced another goblet from the kitchen and directed it into Rabastan's hands as it filled itself. She sipped from hers, slower than previously. She leaned forward and set down her wand down, then sat back and leaned her head against Rabastan's shoulder. "Why couldn't I have married you, Rabastan?" she asked, as her words slowed a little. She had drunk a lot of fire whiskey, but she still had her wits about her.
Rabastan sighed as he grabbed the goblet and drank from it. He smiled when he felt lay her head against her shoulder. "I think that you have had too much of this," he began, pointing to her goblet, "if you want to marry me." He laughed and reached for her goblet.
"I don't think so." She laughed. "I am sitting here without my philandering husband on our anniversary and somehow I have maintained my temper and I haven't blasted my sorry excuse for a husband or his whore to oblivion. I think I deserve more to drink," she declared, feeling a sharp pain to her heart as she spoke about Rodolphus. "And why wouldn't I have wanted to marry you? I know why I was with your brother; it was all purely physical until Andy—I mean Andromeda, ran off with that filthy mudblood. After that, my mother decided every move I was going to make. She knew that I had slept with your brother and decided that us getting married would be good on all accounts. 'Love would come' is what she told me. So I put all of my loyalty in your brother; the worst mistake I have ever made." Bella sighed as she pulled her goblet back from him, giggling as he reached for it again.
"Now I know for certain that, by Merlin, you are drunk—me over my brother—I don't think so. I had such a large crush on you in school. I am surprised that you didn't notice. Rod sure as hell did. I got my ass kicked for it a few times." Rabastan laughed as he retreated back to his original sitting-up position. "I may have said too much," he quickly added. Embarrassed, he took a large swig from his goblet.
Bella listened, curious, as he spoke. She leaned forward, sat up, turned sideways, and set her goblet down. "Really?"
"Bella, can we not talk about this now? It was so long ago." Rabastan stammered, noticing the curious look on her face.
"You liked me. Well, why didn't you do anything about it?" she questioned. "Huh; we were in the same year and your brother and I weren't always on good terms. We might have been fucking, but that was more for recreational purposes." She smirked.
"You didn't want me, Bellatrix. You were too wrapped up in Rod. Remember when you two were broken up and you caught him talking to that Ravenclaw girl? You threw a fit. You hexed that poor girl so bad that I thought you were trying to kill her." Rabastan sighed as he avoided her gaze.
"I know…maybe I should have paid less attention to him and more to others around me. That girl deserved it, though. Filthy half blood," she spat.
"This has been nice, Bella, but I think that I should go. My brother will be returning soon and I don't think I should be here when he gets home." He set down his glass and stood to grab his cloak.
"Don't!" Bella yelled, standing up quickly and grabbed his forearm. "I don't want to be alone tonight. He isn't coming home; and frankly, I don't want to deal with him if he does. Please," she begged as she looked up at his face, realizing how different he truly was from his brother, her husband.
Rabastan's jaw was strong and defined as Rodolphus's was, but there was certain softness to his features. His eyes were a golden brown instead of the deep brown of Rod's. His height was the same as Rod's, about five inches taller than Bella, and he possessed a fit yet somewhat boyish figure. Bella could feel herself drawn to him as she held to his arm. There was so much more to Rabastan than to Rodolphus.
"Please," Bella whispered, looking down and away from his gaze. She still hadn't let go of his arm.
"Bella, I…" he stammered as she cut him off.
"I want you to stay," she whispered again. This time, she stood on her tiptoes and leaned forward to press her lips against his. Their lips meshed together soft and gentle at first, then more forceful as Rabastan gave way following Bella's lead. He nipped at her bottom lip taking it in between his own and suckling it as her tongue slide in and out of his mouth. A soft moan escaped her mouth as Rabastan's arms wrapped around her. Slowly she pulled her arms around his neck and pushed her body closer to his. He held her tightly as she ran her hands through his unruly dark hair. He pulled his mouth from hers and slowly traced kisses down her neck. At first a rough murmur escaoed Bella's throat as she felt his lips pull away from hers. Her dark eyes met his golden ones' as she looked at him confused, before his lips ran cool against her skin. She threw her head back in ecstasy as she felt them trace her jaw line then suckle her neck.
"Rabastan."She moaned breathlessly as her knees started to give way. She leaned against him barely able to support her own weight. Her knees quivered as she ushered him down against the couch, their bodies still pressed seductively together. She leaned back against the couch and pulled Rabastan down on top of her; parting her legs to adjust to his weight. Their bodies meshed even closer as Bella feverishly reached for the buttons on his dress shirt. Rabastan ran his hand under her skirt and up her thigh pushing it back some, as he continued to press his mouth against the warm and exposed flesh of her neck. She moaned again as she undid a few more buttons. She felt his hand against her exposed thigh; the taste of his hand so close to her center set her on fire. She pulled his shirt open and smiled at his exposed fleshed. Rabastan took his free hand and began to pull her blouse down exposing her right shoulder. He nibbled it slowly as he traced the top of her shoulder with his tongue. He then ran his lips back to her mouth taking from it more forceful this time. Bella ran her hands up his back digging her nails into it as their tongues connected. Bella giggled a little as she shifted her hips to bring her legs around his lower half. She could feel him hard against her as she shifted herself. "Make love to me Rabastan." She whispered as she pulled her mouth from his; and brought her arms around to rest her hands on his bare chest.
He looked down at her hungry eyes and pouty lips. She looked into his as they both seemed to be lost in translation. "Bella, what about Rod?" Rabastan asked as he pulled back a bit from her. Her legs stopped him from pulling back completely.
"What about him?" She asked as she sat up a little resting on her elbows; she tightened her legs around his waist. She could still feel his urge against her. "Please…" She breathed again breathless as she began to undo the lace on the back of her corset. "I need you." She reiterated as she pulled the corset from her and pulled her blouse over her head.
"Yes, Bella, Yes."Rabastan mouthed as he dipped his head low to meet hers. He took her mouth in his massaging her tongue with his then peeling of his shirt letting it fall to the ground. He pressed his chest against hers as their mouths still entwined as he took her hands in his bringing them above her head and holding them there.
Bella cried out in pleasure as he pulled his lips from her mouth and made a trail of kisses from her lips to her navel, pulling her bra down in the process. Her skin sizzled with every kiss he placed. The light from the fire danced off their skin as their bodies became one. In the throes of passion somehow they had managed to rid one another of the rest of their clothes. Now flesh ran against flesh as Bella pursed her lips and breathed deeply waiting for him to enter her.
Rabastan sat over Bella taking in her beauty as he savored the moment. He didn't feel the least bit sorry as he prepared to make love to his brother's wife. He had waited for this moment for a while. He leaned over Bella still holding her arms above her head as he leaned forward but did not enter her. His lips near her ear as he whispered to her, "Are you sure?"
"Yes, yes."She moaned as she struggled to pull her arms from his grasp. She wanted, no needed, him to take her right now.
Without a word Rabastan brought his body in connection with hers in a swift yet gentle movement. Bella arched her back as she felt him finally inside of her. She began to cry out instantly as he moved above her digging deeper into her with each of his thrusts. She was going mad with ecstasy as he continued to hold her arms above her head. Her breaths were shallow and ragged as her heart jumped in her body. Rodolphus wasn't anywhere on her mind as laid in the grasp of Rabastan.
She let out a loud gasp as his pace began to quicken and his movements grew more rapid. She called out his name feeling herself begin to lose control. He let her arms go and pulled her up to him so that they sat up bodies still intertwined. Bella sat comfortably in his lap as they continued their erotic connection. She leaned back as she wrapped her arms around his neck running her hands through his hair. He continued to quicken his pace as he watched her hair bounce about; the dark curls captivating his attention as he felt every nerve in his body on end. "Bella…" He cried out as he could feel his body lose control. Bella leaned forward and held him, digging her nails into his flesh as she felt him run harder in her losing control. She let out a loud screech as she lost herself as well. Quickly he leaned her back against the couch pressing harder into her as she continued scream. He lost all control as he felt himself himself come. Bella held onto feeling him release inside her. Slowly she unlocked her legs from around his waist and released her nails from his back. He collapsed on top of her; energy spent. Their bodies glistened with beads of perspiration as Bella felt just as drained.
About ten minutes later Bella laid in Rabstans arms; her head resting comfortably against his chest as he rubbed the small of her back. Rabastan's cloak lay over them as Bella traced small circles on his chest with her delicate fingers. She hadn't felt this comfortable with anyone in a long time. She hadn't made love like she just had in a long time, maybe even never as she sat trying feebly to remember.
"Rabastan…"She spoke in a soft tone as she broke the silence. "What are you thinking?"
Rabastan looked down at her and brushed back her black curls so that he could see her face. "I am thinking that I am very lucky right now. I finally have you in my arms, even if it is for just a moment in a time."
Bella smiled wide then sighed a little as she let her gaze met his. "I don't want this to end. I don't want this to be the last time we spend together. I felt so whole when we made love Rabastan. I don't know how to explain it. Please don't leave yet." She said she sighed again. She sat up a little still leaning against his chest.
He pushed her dark hair away from her face and leaned forward to kiss her softly on the lips; tipping her chin up until their lips met. "You're not mine Bella. I have to go. I'm sorry." He said as he easily slid out from underneath her and got dressed. Bella protested as he did so, but followed suit as she summoned a night gown from her bedroom with her wand. She slid it on and sat down on the couch. She looked up at him; tears resting in the corner of her eyes. He looked down at her feeling awful as he saw she was crying again. "I'm sorry Bellsy." He said laughing a little as he sat down next to her picking up his cloak. He leaned over and took her hand.
She turned to him and leaned her head against his shoulder again. Her hair had increased in size because the humidity that she had just experienced. "Didn't I tell you don't call me that." She joked as she pushed back the tears.
"I'm sorry, but you will always be my Bellsy, Bella. I don't want to walk away from you. Tell you what, how about I introduce you The Dark Lord. I don't care what Rod says. You would make an amazing Deatheater Bella." He offered.
Bella smirked a little as she looked at him. "Now I feel like some type of whore. Not only did I just sleep with my brother in law, I am getting paid for it." She joked as she wiped the tears away.
"Oh Bella, no I didn't mean it like that. I would so sleep with you again even of you hadn't mentioned the Dark Lord earlier. Did you not hear me when we talked earlier; Bella, I've been in love or lust—or whatever you want to call it, with you for years now. The only reason I am walking away from you is because of this." He said as he held the hand of hers that was holding on to his up for her to see. "You aren't mine, and frankly I don't feel like having to kill my brother because of the way he treats you."
Bella blushed a little as she listened to him, then she looked over at her ring and pulled her hand out of his. "I will take you offer for the Dark Lord and I will say that Rabastan," She said as she scooted closer to him so that her lips where almost pressed against his ear. "I think I am in love with you. But you're right about your brother. I don't want him anymore, but I can't break our marriage vows. I have to uphold the name of Black. I'm sorry too. Are we still friends?" She questioned timidly as she sat back. She looked around the room seeing her clothes were still strewn about. She picked up her wand and with a small flick of the wrist, they disappeared.
"I would like that Bella." He said as he turned to look at her. He couldn't help but smirk as he memorized every small detail of the beautiful body he had just ravished.
Bella grinned as she leaned over and cupped the side of his face with her hand and brought his lips to hers taking them in deeply as his hand did the same. They kissed for a few more moments when Bella pulled back. "I would like to be with you again, friend." She added as she looked at him. Sure casual sex wasn't fair to either of them when they both knew they wanted more, but casual sex with Rabastan wasn't just that for Bella. It was a release for her; a time where she could be more than who Rod wanted her to be and a time where she felt free.
Rabastan stared at her in curiosity. He wanted to say no, needed to say no, but couldn't. One look into Bella's dark eyes he lost himself. Everything he had just told her about her belonging to his brother left his thoughts. "I can't say no to you Bella and you know that."
Bella smirked and sat back. "I was counting on that." She said as she sat back.
"I have to go now, before Rod does get here. Goodbye my Bella."He whispered to her as he stood and slipped his cloak on and walked towards the door. "Until we meet again." And with that he disappeared from the spot he stood in.
Bella leaned back against the couch summoning her goblet to her and taking it in hand again. She swished it around until it filled itself then sat back. Instead of frowning as she had been before, she was happy. She knew Rabastan would keep his word with The Dark Lord and she had gotten her revenge, only something unexpected had happened. She had fallen for her revenge. "Yes, Rabastan, until we meet again." She cooed as she went back to watching the fire aimlessly.