The Forbidden Fruit

by The Crownless Queen

A collection of drabbles on Regulus/Bellatrix. Warning for cousincest (obviously), probably dark and disturbing parts (it's Bellatrix). The Blacks always did what they wanted, but even they had some restrictions.

7. Dark Dreams

Word count:148

Dark Dreams

Sometimes in the dark of the night, when everything around you is so black you can't even see your own hands, you lie back on your bed and hear her voice.

Her words are like silk and honey, but her eyes burn with such fire you fear you'll go up in flames and be entirely consumed.

You close your eyes and imagine her there – you know it's poison, that you shouldn't, but if this is your damnation then you'd let yourself be damned.

Those fantasies are dark but oh so alluring, and you can't help but jump a little each time the old house's floors creak. Maybe it's her, whispers treacherously your mind, maybe she'll take you away this once, just this once.

It's not her – it's never her – but in the dark recess of your mind you hope (know) that one day it will be.