Finally, it's here! It took me longer than I expected and kept having to redraft because I wasn't happy with it. But, I'm fairly happy now and so please R&R, and constructive criticism is good too :) x
Chapter 4
It was all too easy to slip out of the crowd without anyone noticing. They were all too busy bustling about either dancing or staggering because of excessive drinking.
Narcissa was near the back, standing in the orangey glow from the exquisite fireplace, deep in conversation with Evan Rosier about some uninteresting article in the Daily Prophet.
As Lucius ascended the stairs, he felt a twang of regret in his heart but still, he kept moving upwards. "Perhaps," his slightly drunken mind spoke to him, "this shame you feel is, in fact, the same as the thrill that you get whenever you see her…"
And although he was not quite in a decision making state, he listened and convinced himself that going to Bellatrix was the right thing to do. He stopped just outside the master bedroom; he and Narcissa's bedroom. He knew she would choose here of anywhere. This was Bellatrix Lestrange's twisted nature.
He grasped the cold door handle which was cooling against his clammy palms and entered the room.
The room was dark except for the pale glow emitting from the full moon through the large, open window. His heart began racing.
"Are you going to come in, or not?" he jumped as Bellatrix's voice reached him from the four poster bed where she was sat, legs crossed, leaning back casually.
Lucius shut the heavy door silently and with his heart hammering and mind sprinting he made his way over to where she was sat, quite comfortable on his bed.
"You took your time," she whispered as he drew nearer to her.
"It's only been eight minutes," he laughed, "You were early."
"Shut up," she said harshly. She grabbed his shirt and pulled him close to her, kissing him full on the lips. Lucius was taken aback, but as he relaxed into the kiss, he began kissing her back. It seemed to last forever. The pair shut their eyes in absolute bliss.
"Bella," he whispered her name.
"Shh," she quietened him, "Just kiss me."
And he did. Seconds turned into minutes, minutes to what seemed like hours and then as she unbuttoned his shirt and loosened his belt, they lay on the bed and went as far as they both could go…
And then the door opened.
The pair became rabbits caught in headlights.
Rodolphus Lestrange's shadowy figure took one look at the pair and in disgust, made a hasty exit, slamming the door shut and cursing them both before storming out of the Manor.
Lucius and Bellatrix lay on the bed breathing heavily in absolute disbelief and in silence, quickly started dressing.
They both made their way back to the party – separately – and resumed their business. As Lucius approached Narcissa, who kissed him softly on the cheek as he did, his heart sank to the bottom of his stomach; he felt like he wanted to retch. What had he done?
Lucius glanced in Bellatrix's direction one last time. She was smiling and joking; as if nothing had disturbed her night.
As she caught his eye, she winked. Smirking, she then collected her travelling cloak and left.
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