A/N: This little ditty is part of my response to selenehekate 's POV In A Week Challenge in the HPFC forum. This is part 7 of ! All finished! This was an great challenge for me. I have never written some of these characters. And trying to write a story from 7 POV's aboutt he same event, yet making each chapter personal was hard. Hard but sooo much fun. Yay for challenges!
Warnings: I own nothing. The end. :oD
~Belladonna
Dulce Nocte~Deserta Nocte
(Lovely Night, Lonely Night)
I laugh.
They are all so stupid.
My father... All of them.
I drink my Firewhiskey.
Luxuriating in the glorious sensation of burning as it passes down my throat.
Everyone has secrets. Everyone.
My father...All of them.
I look to the Weasley boy.
He's sexy.
Long red hair.
Painted on leather pants.
Dragon's hide boots.
He looks like a rockstar.
He looks like a dream.
He looks at me.
Oh yes.
He's mine.
The silent acknowledgement of what is to come.
Oh yes.
He looks even better as he crosses towards me.
Flowing gracefully through the sea of the less worthy.
They can only hope to touch something as fantastic, something this perfect.
Even with the scars.
"Riesling please."
Sliding, slithering alongside of him I set the bait.
"Firewhiskey. I'll pay for the wine as well."
We stare.
We drink.
I know he doesn't want the others to see me.
I don't really want them to see me either.
Not because I'm embarrassed, but because I can't stand them.
They all have judged me.
They think they're better than me.
Hypocrites...All of them.
I push the thought away.
I focus everything I am in one brush along Bill's side.
He trembles at my touch.
I know he's mine. All mine .
"Bill."
"Draco."
"You want to come home with me?"
I guess I can't help myself.
I have to have my own wolf.
Like Father...
Like Son.
