AN: This is one of the few Bellatrix/Minerva stories, beginning with their thoughts as they see each other during and after the war, then spanning backwards to when Bellatrix was at school and other memories. Enjoy, please review so I know how it's going. Italics are thoughts, emboldened italics are memories/flashback still. Here's part 2 (: OH, and I imagine the dance to be to Do I Move You by Nina Simone, or Something to Talk About by Bonnie Raitt.
"Put the wand down, Bella."
Minerva had noticed that Bellatrix was mentally fluctuating between being the girl she loved and the woman she and so many others were frightened of. The woman so many despised, yet Minerva still couldn't bring herself to hate Bellatrix in any way, because she knew that Bella Black, the girl who had so easily seduced her in her sixth year, was in there somewhere.
"Do you remember, Bella, when you seduced me while you were still at school? How easy it was for you to tell me… things… about how you felt." Minerva moved closer to Bellatrix, avoiding the wand still brandished in front of her. "You deduced that I felt the same in an instant, and you were so determined that for the last year of you studying at Hogwarts we would be together in secret." She moved closer still, determined not to show her fear to Bellatrix. "It was something I would never have been suspected of doing, you told me. You said we could always be together, because you loved me. If any of that was a lie, you would have killed me already."
And with that Bellatrix disappeared for long enough that Minerva leaned in towards her Bella with a smile, pressing her lips to the raven-haired woman's. When she felt Bella relax slightly, she wrapped her arms around her waist tightly, moving one arm only when Bella wrapped a long leg around her waist to pull her closer still, gripping her thigh.
"You never could believe the things I said to you that night, could you Minerva?" Bella smiled as she remembered…
The end of their final exams had finally come, and the celebrations would last all night and well into the next day. Students littered the grounds of Hogwarts, surrounded by empty bottles of Firewhiskey, along with Muggle vodka that someone had snuck in by the case. Bella Black walked through masses of dancing couples, many of them kissing passionately; something which only increased the determined fire coursing through her. She had her cloak wrapped tightly around her to hide what little she was wearing underneath, silently thanking whatever the cause for her confidence was. Clutching the bottle of Firewhiskey she had picked up along the way, she took a swig from it just before she arrived at her destination, at which she knocked furiously. The door swung open faster than she had anticipated, revealing a very dressed up Minerva McGonagall. The alcohol Bella had consumed stopped the part of her brain which would normally have some decorum, and so Bella's eyes roved over her Professor's body, one which was outlined so perfectly by the black fitted dress she wore. Her hair fell in dark waves down her back; she had clearly just let it loose from her usual bun, and her emerald eyes were outlined beautifully, making them stand out even more than usual to Bella.
"Bella?" The voice snapped the girl out of her daze.
"May I come in? These parties are everywhere and I…" she stopped. Minerva had already stepped backwards and granted her entrance. Once inside, she indicated a seat next to her on a small sofa, not noticing her student's smile. They would be so close.
She sat down with grace, careful to keep her robe pulled around her for now, and offered the bottle of Firewhiskey to Minerva, who took it looking bemused.
"You wouldn't rather be outside drinking with your friends?"
"Actually, this is a much better way to spend the night, Professor."
"Perhaps for now then, Bella, you could call me Minerva. Simply because, otherwise, our situation as student and professor is emphasised, and this could therefore be uncomfortable for you. For tonight, and once you are no longer my student of course, please think of me as a friend?"
The inflection at the end of the sentence turned a statement into a question, one that Bella was all too happy to nod along to. The evening was already heading in the right direction for her.
"But I didn't ask, Minerva, if you plan to go out tonight? I'm not ruining anything?"
"Of course not Bella, I had just returned from a staff outing when you knocked quite so ferociously on my door."
Bella smiled, blushing slightly at the comment.
"I was in a hurry to get away from everyone. And I… was hoping we could share a drink together. In celebration, you know, of the end of exams. Although for me, I'm celebrating more than that, I suppose."
"Oh? And what's that, Bella?" Minerva looked up at her expectantly as she poured their drinks.
"When the clock strikes midnight, I'm officially an adult." Bella smiled.
Minerva gasped, "It's your birthday tomorrow?"
"Yes. Why so shocked?"
"I… no reason. Well you have under an hour of being a sixteen year old girl left, soon to be a woman. Are you sure this is where you want to be? I'm delighted you're here, of course, but surely a fiery girl like yourself should be outside, dancing… with boys…" Minerva coughed, her expression having changed rather radically as she pictured what she had just suggested.
"Well, for one thing, I don't dance in public. And for another, should I be dancing with a partner, it would not be a boy." Bella sneered out the last word, making Minerva laugh lightly before drinking her whiskey in one gulp.
"Those are two things we have in common then, Bella."
Their eyes met as Bella finished her drink, too.
"In which case…" Bella flicked her wand at the music centre in the corner, and a seductively slow song poured out of it. The music surrounded them, and Minerva couldn't help but take the hand offered in front of her, placing the other on Bella's shoulder as the girl held her waist. They moved together slowly, pressed tightly against each other. Feeling the heat radiating from Bella, Minerva had to wonder why the girl still had her cloak on, it was obviously an unnecessary formality considering Bella was calling her Minerva and dancing with her quite so… sensually.
Without asking, Minerva tugged at the ties at Bella's throat, causing the cloak to loosen enough to give a view of what lay underneath. Bella Black was wearing a blood red corset, giving Minerva a view of plenty of her breasts, and a small black skirt which just grazed the top of… suspenders. The red contrasted so beautifully with her pale skin, showed so much of her curves… Minerva gulped.
"Bella!"
"Yes, Minerva?" Her tone was too innocent, her hands now wrapped around her waist, pulling her too close for a student… but she couldn't help but relax into the embrace, even when Bella's cloak fell to the floor.
"Should you really be wearing… I mean… inappropriate –" she paused for a split second as an idea struck her, one she did not care for at all, "did you have plans to seduce someone tonight and they didn't work? So now you're here, trying to… what? Replace them with me, or something?"
For once in her life, Minerva McGonagall was practically incoherent.
"Oh no, Minerva. Quite the opposite."
"Op..Opposite…?" Minerva's breath was slightly more ragged than before, her senses heightened as she felt Bella's hands now gripping her hips.
"Mmhmm…" Bella breathed into her ear, "I didn't even go to a party. I waited until everyone was drunk enough that they wouldn't remember me walking in this direction, I put this on and then I came here."
"But… but, I'm your teacher!"
"A teacher who told me to call her by her first name. A teacher who was more than willing to dance with me, alone in her quarters. A teacher…" at this she paused, leaning still closer so she could murmur directly into her ear, "who is positively aroused by how much of my flesh she just saw." Minerva shivered as Bella's lips grazed her earlobe; indeed aroused by Bella Black.
"No! No, this is… just not right," she pulled away, released from the girl's grip, "Bella, you're six-" The clock chimed midnight.
"Seventeen, actually."
Bella tugged at the zip of her skirt and it fell down easily.
"God, Bella, I'm still your teacher for another year…" But she couldn't help but look at the underwear which so clearly matched the corset. Lacy and revealing, and so tempting to the professor.
"And who knows what will happen after that? I knew you wouldn't touch me until I was an adult, which is why I had to wait until tonight. But I'm determined to have you, Minerva, because I know you want me too. Why else would I still be here?"
Minerva was shaking her head, looking everywhere but at the tantalising woman in front of her.
"Minerva, no one would ever suspect a thing. I'm a Slytherin, and you aren't someone who would even be considered to have a relationship with a student. It would be so easy…"
She stepped closer as Minerva backed away, continuing forwards until Minerva's legs hit the sofa and she fell back onto it into a sitting position. Bella smiled her predatory smile as she walked closer still, straddling Minerva with ease.
"You know you want to."
Minerva gasped as she looked up at Bella, who took advantage of their positions, and leaned forward. She pressed her lips to the woman beneath her, lightly at first, but as Minerva surrendered with a groan, the kiss was instantly deepened; their lips crushed together, their tongues moving in each other's mouths, small moans escaping.
Minerva McGonagall was not a woman to be so easily taken, however, and she was determined to assert some form of dominance. She was always in charge of Bella… but she didn't want to be in this situation. It didn't stop her from ripping open the seventeen-year-old's corset and tossing it to the floor, nor did it stop her from leaning forward and taking a breast into her mouth, dragging her nails down Bella's back as she arched into her. She moved to other breast, leaving a trail of kisses as she went, her fingers now playing with Bella's lace underwear before she ripped it down the seam and tugged until it was removed, managing to remove the suspenders as she did so.
"Well, I did not expect that, Professor." Bella gasped out, somehow still keeping her sultry tone as she spoke.
It was suddenly so arousing to hear her official title fall from Bella's lips, something Minerva knew she would regret later when they were in class together. She pushed the thought aside and continued her ravaging.
Quickly, Bella took Minerva by the shoulders and forced her to stand up. "You're not in charge anymore though, Minerva."
The older woman shuddered as Bella pulled off her dress, muttering "It's probably a good thing you wear such loose robes. I couldn't have waited this long if you wore that every day-" she cut herself off by grasping Minerva's bra between her teeth and ripping it off while her hands pushed down the black lace to reveal what Bella wanted most. She dropped to her knees, simultaneously pushing her professor roughly back onto the sofa, both of them fully naked now and aroused beyond belief. Bella caught small amounts of Minerva's flesh between her teeth, starting at her knees and moving upwards, nipping at both of her thighs as she got higher, enjoying the gasping from above her.
"Bella…" a surprisingly warning voice issued from Minerva, and Bella had to comply.
Minerva couldn't help but groan, she hadn't expected the girl to be this good… No one had ever made her make this much noise, come this undone before now. She pulled Bella back up and kissed her roughly, wanting them to fall over the edge together for this first time. They moved their fingers inside each other in exactly the same way, biting down on the other's shoulders as they hit their climax.
Having Minerva recount their first time together in such detail was more than Bella could take, her mission momentarily forgotten, along with Voldemort, the war… everything except the woman in front of her, whose lips she claimed in a kiss.
End of part 2! Special thanks to GreenEleka for so many things; being the inspiration for the story, giving the nicest message I ever received on , and for agreeing to help if I ever need it while writing. Much love xx