A Subtle Obsession
By: Twisted Mister
Chapter 10:
The last week pasted rather quickly for Bellatrix, she spent most of her time with Narcissa. They sat in the common room most days lounging, while they wrote Christmas cards and drank endless cups of tea. Bellatrix even volunteered to help her sister knit, she hated knitting with a passion. Ever since their mother first introduced it to them. Andromeda and Narcissa made it look easy, they produced beautiful garments rife with intricate patterns and moving designs. While she could barely make a sock. A chill ran down her spine, remembering all the nasty looks and scolding's her mother gave her. "Bellatrix no! You're doing it all wrong, see the knot is coming undone! Do you expect your future husband to wear this?" Drucella scowled snatching the misshapen mitten out of her daughters hands, leaving her close to tears. Bellatrix gave it up as a bad job after that, but she was determined to make something decent this Christmas. So years later Bellatrix made a little foray back into the art and this time she wasn't half bad.
Carwyn didn't hang out in the common room with them that much, he preferred the library. He would disappear often for most of the day, sometimes he didn't even show up for meals. Most times they ran into him late at night , coming back from the library. "Why do you stay in there so long? All that reading would drive me mad." Narcissa asked him. "I don't know what to say. When I start reading it's hard for me to stop, Madam Pince has to kick me out most nights." Carwyn shrugged.
'It's like he's trying to play hard to get.' Bellatrix thought, sitting alone in her bed. It was Christmas Eve, Bellatrix was busy wrapping presents humming tunelessly to herself. Pandora's response finally arrived the previous day with the morning post, her hands shook with anticipation as she removed the scroll from the owls leg. 'I'm so sorry I didn't respond sooner Bella! Daddy got bitten by a doxy on my first day back so we had to go to St. Mungos. Our house elf Philly received the letter but she didn't even tell me about it until just now! I keep telling daddy that she is too old… I nearly went into shock when I read your letter Bella. Those monsters!..How could they do such a thing. Thank Merlin Carwyn was nearby, and rushed in to save you. Go to the headmaster and report what happened! Please, for your sake at least. Take Carwyn with you so that you'll have an eyewitness. Those mongrels shouldn't be allowed back into Hogwarts ever again. They should be tried in front of the Wizengamot and left to rot in Azkaban in my opinion. You know the right thing to do Bella, we've got your back… On a lighter note I am thrilled to hear about how nicely you and Carwyn are getting along! I told you that it was possible Bella, all you need to do now is take it to the next level if you know what I mean…
Love Pandora.'
Over the past couple days she found herself rereading the letter over and over again, it posed questions that she was too afraid to ask. 'Do I really want to go through with this? It will bring our family shame, what if they disown me... surely they will understand.' Bellatrix chewed her lip nervously, and there was the other question that was perhaps even more frightening. "Take it to the next level… Pandora you make it sound so simple. How am I supposed to do that?" Reaching down, she dug through the pile of gifts that were already wrapped, picking up one delicately. "What if he doesn't like me? How do I tell him without making it seem too obvious." She examined the carefully wrapped package in her hands, it was colored emerald green and silver. "This is a start.. I have to have faith in myself." With a flick of her wand the packages stacked themselves neatly by her beside, the top most one was crimson with a golden bow. Bellatrix felt a smile play on her lips as she picked up the parcel for her cousin. "I hope Sirius and his little gang like their gifts." Inside the box sat three stuffed animals, a stag, a dog, and a wolf, bound by a paper chain around their necks.
Carwyn woke up around noon. He had made a habit of staying up late during the holidays, reading into the wee hours of the morning. Sitting up in his four poster groggy eyed, he pulled his curtains open and saw a stack of presents sitting at the foot of his bed. "Whoa." Carwyn exclaimed. He had almost forgotten that it was Christmas, also he had never seen that amount of presents for him…. not even as a child. Ever since he started going to Hogwarts his parents had sent him very little in the way of gifts, the most he was expecting was two maybe three max.
Getting out of bed he got down on his knees beside the mound, taking a few seconds to admire them. "Let's see... how about this one." Carwyn chose a poorly wrapped cylindrical shaped package first opening it. "Treacle fudge from Hagrid." Carwyn didn't like most of the food the gamekeeper made, but this was an exception. The next parcel was wrapped in faded newspaper…. He didn't have to guess who this was from. Opening it he discovered a packet of lined notebook paper, no note was inside not even a label. "Thanks mum and dad I sure do appreciate it."
Throwing the paper aside he moved on to the next one, it was a rather small box but heavy nonetheless… serpents slithered across the wrappings as he read the label. 'From your pals, Padfoot, Moony, and Prongs. To our snakey friend.' Carwyn opened it carefully expecting it to explode at any second, but it didn't. It was a life sized sculpture of a... rat? The rat was wrought from solid bronze he guessed by its shiny orange hue, when he held it up to the light its radiance nearly blinded him. 'Is this a gag gift?' He thought looking through the box finding a rolled up piece of parchment. 'Merry Christmas mate! You might be wondering why we sent you a ruddy rat! Let me tell you they can be dead useful, this particular one got us out a lot of sticky situations with Flich. It's up to you to figure out how it works. We've got something to show you pertaining to our little friend when we get back.. Take care of Wormy until then. Happy holiday's! He had no idea what this thing did that was so special.. Maybe it was like a talisman, he had read about them in his book of Slavic sorcery. Carwyn felt grateful for the gesture nonetheless, they saved his life after all, there was no way he could thank them enough for that. He sent James a broom polishing kit, Sirius a penknife that could supposedly pick any lock, and Remus a healers kit full of potions and salves.
Sliding the rat into his pocket he turned his attention to the next package. Instantly noticing Lily's tidy handwriting on the label, opening it he discovered a box full of antidotes. 'Happy Christmas Carwyn! Since you like to leave the antidotes to me in Potions, I thought a few would serve you well!' He smiled as he read the note. 'I hope she likes the brass scales I sent her, her old ones are getting tarnished.' Next he picked up a package speckled in polka-dots, it was from Dirk. There were loads of fizzing whizbees inside, enough to last him for a lifetime, he sent Dirk a new set of gobstones this Christmas.
The last package was beautifully wrapped, the paper was emerald green and the bow was ornate silver. He sat there just staring at it for a moment. "I wonder who this is from?" Carwyn said aloud looking for a label on the package. Giving up, he began slowly unwrapping it as if handling a piece of art. Uncovering a wooden box, that resembled his uncles old cigar chest. Lifting the lid he discovered a note written in familiar girlish handwriting. 'Carwyn, the first thing I want to say is Happy Christmas. I hope this makes it a little better for you. I can never thank you enough for saving my hide, that is something that I'll never be able to repay you for. We have a rocky past, nether of us can deny that. Most of the bad things, no all of the bad things have been because of me.But you rose above my pettiness, my bullshit, and helped me in my darkest hour. Over the past few months, things have been changing… I'm starting to realize what I want out of life.I've come to a crossroads, hopefully I choose the right path to follow. Pandora and Narcissa have helped me so much along the way, I don't know what I would do without them. I hope that maybe one day we could have the same relationship... you know as friends. You are so likable! I must have been blind all these years...
Love Bella.'
Carwyn read the letter over and over again. 'That was really.. heartfelt. I'm really glad that she wants to put our past behind us, I do too. To think Bellatrix has changed this much is unbelievable…' Nearly forgetting about the rest of the present Carwyn reached inside the box and pulled out…. a book? "A Compendium of Alchemical Practices by Julius Evola and the Ur Group." The title sounded familiar somehow, like he had seen it before. Complex diagrams and elaborate drawings flashed before his eyes as flipped through the pages. 'I was so interested in learning alchemy years ago.. but I gave it up when-' The memory of his first trip to Hogsmeade came to mind. 'I gave it up when she destroyed my book. Merlin I felt so humiliated…. After that day the subject didn't really interest me much, the word Alchemy only brought up bad memories.' Maybe he could forget about all of that and come to it with a clean slate, like Bellatrix said she was trying to do.
Checking the box to see if it was empty he turned it upside down. Something woolly fell onto his lap, looking down he saw that it was… a pair of socks. Holding them up to the light he examined them, they were checkered green and silver made out of thick wool. Sliding his socks off and putting on the new ones, his feet were instantly bathed in warmth. 'Warming Charm… A nice little touch.' He thought curling his toes pleasantly. 'I better get dressed, the Christmas feast will start soon.' Carwyn put on his robes quickly and strode across the dormitory. 'I guess Severus got up a little earlier than me.' Noticing that no gifts sat at the end of his four poster.
Reaching the top of the staircase, he scanned the common room and saw Bellatrix sitting on a sofa talking with her sister. Narcissa noticed him first and waved. "Hey Bellatrix, Narcissa, Happy Christmas.." "Happy Christmas!" They chimed back, Carwyn took a seat adjacent to them. "So did you get anything you wanted?" Narcissa said wistfully. "As a matter a fact I did." Pulling up his pant leg, showing them the socks. "They are so cosy.. I've been needing a new pair, all my other ones have holes." Bellatrix blushed. "Thank you for the gift Bellatrix I really appreciate it….I feel really bad that I didn't give you one." Narcissa spoke up. "Don't worry Carwyn, your gratitude is sweet enough for Bella." Narcissa said giving him a wink. "I'm glad you liked it." Bellatrix murmured a smile creeping to her lips. "I promise that I won't burn them this time."
"That's reassuring." He retorted playfully. "Hey Carwyn look what our mum sent us..." Narcissa picked up a newspaper from the end table and handed it to him. It was a copy of the Daily Prophet. 'Christmas Eve Massacre! Thirteen Muggles Dead in Suffolk! Ministry Scrambles to Cover it's Tracks..' A black and white photo of the dark mark loomed menacingly, as muggles scattered like ants beneath it. He gasped looking up at the girls somber faces. "Our mother has been sending us these lately. She gets very excited whenever stuff like this happens, I think something is wrong with her. No one in their right mind would send their children something so horrible….. Our dads been in Saint Mungos for over two months now and she hasn't even said a word about him." Narcissa hissed, Bellatrix looked away sniffling. Carwyn began reading the article.
'Terror grips the country! Thirteen muggles murdered during a Christmas parade in Suffolk. Reportedly by the followers of he who must not be named. A full scale inquiry is underway, Ministry of Magic officials are currently trying to apprehend the suspects involved in the attack.' Carwyn read the snippet all the way to the edge of the page. 'Please contact the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, if you have any information.'
The bell rang overhead, breaking the silence that engulfed them. "Lets go down to the feast." Carwyn said standing up. "About time, I'm starving.." Narcissa groaned.
The castle was a riot of decoration. Ice sickles hung from the ceiling, everything was wrapped in garland and holly, mistletoe hung over doorways and enchanted snow rained down from above. The trio chatted all the way down to the great hall, passing Peeves who was lighting a reef on fire by a candle sconce.
Soft light shone through the double doors when they stepped inside, the great hall looked fabulous. More than dozen Christmas trees lined the walls, great ice sculptures were scattered about the hall bathed in light. Only a single table sat in the center, it was large and looked prepared for many people. "Lets have a seat." He lead them to a few chairs near the end. Carwyn took a seat closest to the edge Bellatrix and Narcissa took seats beside him. "Most everyone went home for the holiday's." He leaned over to Bellatrix. "Yeah, I'm really surprised. With You-Know-Who still about, you'd think the parents would tell them to stay." She said as students took their seats all around the table, most of them were from different houses.
The teachers strode in after them. Little Professor Flitwick chatting with Professor Sprout, Bubbly Professor Slughorn telling a story to cool Professor White, and finally Professor Dumbledore a wreath of holly wrapped around his pointed hat with Professor McGonagall. The entourage took seats across from them, Dumbledore sat at the head of the table in all of his festive glory. "Ahh hello Mr Quigley, I hope you are having a pleasant Christmas so far." Dumbledore said warmly. "Yes sir it has... I hope yours is going well, Happy Christmas." Carwyn said to the beaming headmaster. "Excellent." He stood up. "Merry Christmas! I hope everyone got what they wished for… Sadly I cannot say the same for myself.. another year passes where I have yet to receive a pair of socks." After the laughing died away he bowed and said. "Tuck in and be merry." Delicious entrees appeared in front of them on silver platters, to top it all off a giant stuffed turkey appeared in the center of the table.
Spooning various types of food on his plate, he ate with finesse in front of the teachers. Most of them looked looser somehow, almost as if the holiday had lightened them. The Professors talked amongst themselves as the three of them whispered in low voices. Narcissa reached across Bellatrix and tugged his sleeve. "Bella told me you was with a girl in Ravenclaw tower. What's her name?" His face turned pink. "Oh her name was Emily…. Um I forget her last name." Narcissa leaned forward. "Was she your girlfriend?" He shook his head forcefully. "No! I was up there by mistake. My head felt like it was going to burst after all of that talking, Lily had to brew me a headache drought the next day it was so bad." Bellatrix laughed to herself. "I remember seeing you in agony. She sounded like a whale, one moment her voice would go deep then the next it would raise so high that it was like someone running their nails on a chalkboard." He grinned. "I dunno why, but for some reason she stopped following me around. I guess she got over her crush, its weird but the last time I saw her she looked terrified for some reason and practically ran away from me."
Bellatrix looked anywhere but at him, Narcissa shrugged her shoulders. "Ahem" Carwyn heard from the other side of the table. Professor McGonagall sat opposite him, she wore a strange expression on her face. "Happy Christmas Professor." He said sitting up a bit straighter. "I hope you are having a good Christmas Mr Quigley." One thin eyebrow was raised, as she looked at each of the girls in turn. "How are you doing Narcissa?" The Professor said after a few seconds of silence. "I'm doing well Professor." She replied casually. The professors eyes flicked to Bellatrix. "Hello Bellatrix.." She looked uncomfortable under the woman's gaze. "Hello Professor." Bellatrix said a bit weakly.
McGonagall sat back and sipped her wine, a question forming on her lips. "You three make strange bedfellows." Narcissa coughed in her pumpkin juice, nearly sending it across the table. After Narcissa's coughing fit ceased the girls were at a loss for words. "We do… I've never been around them that much" - 'Unless you count the bullying' - "But over the past few weeks, I found out that they are actually pretty cool." He finished glancing towards them. Bellatrix and Narcissa beamed back at him. "I like you too." Bellatrix blurted. He felt his face turned pink. "No! I meant.. we find you likable and friendly." She spluttered. Professor McGonagall gave them a queer look, was it amusement? "I'm so happy that the two of you could set your differences aside." There was no doubt as to who that statement addressed.
"Yes we have.." He said looking pleased. Bellatrix nodded avoiding the Professors gaze. "Wonderful." She gave them a rare smile. The entrees turned into desserts, a few minutes later. He leaned over to Bellatrix whispering close to her ear. "Hey, Bellatrix." She jumped. "Y-yeah what's up?" "I was wondering if you wanted to go on a little stroll with me around the lake after this." Her eyes grew wide. "Okay I'll go with you…." "Good." He said putting down his fork. "I'm full."
Her feet slid as she walked down the icy path with Carwyn. 'I wonder why he wanted to take a walk with me? At least we are alone together' As much as she loved her little sister. Bellatrix couldn't deny that she felt a little bit of annoyed at Narcissa. 'She gets in the way all of the time, it would be a lot better if it was just the two of us.'
"Come on just a bit further.." He said reaching out, grabbing her wrist. "Where are we going?" She asked as they trudged through the snow. "Somewhere familiar." He led her to a little hill overlooking the lake. "Remember this place, it hasn't changed that much from last year." Looking around the memory came back to her. "Oh yeah.. This is where I cursed you and left you by the lake last year." She said a bit guilty. "We didn't walk all the way down here to reminisce about our bad memories... I brought you here because nobody's around …." He looked away embarrassed. A blush crept up her neck, as she stepped closer. "Why would you want to be alone with me? Is their something you need to tell me in private?" She placed a hand on his collar. "It's kind of.." He took a deep breath. "Embarrassing."
"Tell me..please." Her smile was infectious, he couldn't help but return it. "Pleaaase." She begged, pushing him playfully. "Well its about you and me.." He said swallowing. Bellatrix felt her breath shorten, all she could do was nod. "We used to hate each other like crazy, but now things are so… different. You are like a friend to me now…. its like I'm meeting an entirely new person. If the situation was different we could have been the best of friends since day one." She beamed at him. "I thought the same thing! We got along just fine during the train ride over to Hogwarts when we first met. But that was before I found out you was a Mudblo-.. Muggleborn." Carwyn looked a bit surprised. "Since when did you stop saying Mudblood? That was like your catch phrase!" He asked her laughing. "A while ago…."
"I think you are really cool Bellatrix. This may be kind of personal but have you ever been in a relationship?" Her heart quickened for a second.. for a moment she thought about lying. "No I haven't... have you?" Asking him, already knowing the answer. "You're joking.. I thought you would have already been in plenty!" Bellatrix crossed her arms. "Are you calling me a whore?" His face turned milk white as he shook his head. "No! I just thought, you know since you are…. pretty good looking a lot of guys would try and date you." Warmth tricked out from behind her navel. "Well none have yet… I'm flattered that you think of me as good looking." He blushed. "Well how could I not? I never really noticed you that much when we hated each other. But now I can't help but…."
Bellatrix felt something like a magnet draw her in closer. "What do you think of me?" They were so close that she could feel his hot breath on her neck. "I think you are a beautiful witch Bella." Bringing her hands up she gripped his collar, pulling him down to eye level. "Let me show you what I think about you." She closed the distance between them and pressed her lips against his. A wave of passion and ecstasy cascaded through her as they exchanged a long wet kiss. He pulled her in closer, her breasts pressed up against his chest. "You have no idea how long I've been wanting to do this." She said gasping for breath. "Me too, I've just been denying it. This so good." Bellatrix gave him another kiss, waves of pleasure rolled through her stronger than before, reaching a mind numbing crescendo. She felt her body shake pleasantly as it slowly faded away.
Darkness was all around her as she sat up in her four poster. Immediately she felt wetness around her thighs, knowing that it wasn't urine. 'I keep having these dreams.' She told herself, pulling down her nightgown. 'It's the second night in a row, I keep soaking my bed." Snaking a hand inside the sheets she rubbed her womanhood, her fingers were instantly coated in a sticky fluid. Pulling out her wand, she cleaned up her mess. "Tergeo." 'I had so much fun today' She thought reminiscing.
After the feast, she followed him outside. The pair made their way around the lake slowly, trudging through the deep snow. It was a bit awkward at first…after a few minutes he loosened up. Before she knew it they were discussing all kinds of different things, so many she couldn't recall all of them as she lie there in bed. "Do you like Quidditch?" Carwyn asked her as they passed the pier. "I hate watching it, puts me to sleep nearly every time. My sister Dromeda is the best flier out of the three of us, I'm the worst. My body stiffens up when I ride brooms, I guess it's because I'm scared of heights. When I was little my dad took me for a ride on his broomstick, we flew up really high. I remember looking down and feeling so terrified. I fell sideways off the broom in shock, dad dived down to save me but wasn't quick enough. When I hit the ground I bounced back up, like I was made of rubber! You should have seen the look of horror on my mothers face, dad nearly broke down into tears he was so worried." Carwyn chuckled. "That's a pretty crazy story. I can't fly a broom either for the life of me, last time I did I felt so nervous that I nearly killed us." She smiled to herself remembering their first flying lesson.
"Everyone line up beside a broom, no talking." Madam Hooch barked out, over the mass of students. Today was the first years flying lessons, the Slytherin's and the Ravenclaw's gathered in the courtyard many of them excited others were terrified. The students shut up immediately, as they took their places. Bellatrix broke off from her gang of cronies when she saw Quigley walking alone... she said a quick goodbye and stalked up silently behind him. She chose the broomstick next to him. "Make sure you hold on tight mudblood.. You don't want to fall off." She sneered, Quigley didn't even look in her direction. For a month now, she had made his life a living hell. Finally mastering the jelly legs jinx, she put it to good use. Giggling to herself, she remembered how embarrassed he was. Trying to wake up his numb legs up, while everyone in the common room laughed at him.. 'I love playing with the mudblood.' She thought watching him out of the corner of her eye.
"Stick your hand out and say up!" Madam Hooch commanded. "Up!" Bellatrix cried, but the broom remained immovable. Twenty or so seconds passed until the broom flew up into Quigley's hand. Glaring at him, feeling so angry that a mudblood beat her at something she yelled. "UP!" The broom flew off the ground and into her palm. "Now mount your brooms, on my signal you will kick off the ground and hover a few feet above you." The class mounted their brooms. "Good luck mudblood." she said in a sweet voice, as the whistle blew. The class kicked off as one, her stomach left her immediately. Glancing at Quigley, she noticed he looked as nervous as she was. "Now you will tilt back and fly up a few meters, everyone take it slow."
Bellatrix felt that terrible feeling, the one from her nightmares. As she drifted up slowly higher and higher, closing her eyes in fear. "Stop right there!" Bellatrix opened her eyes making an effort not to look down, she tilted forward as the broom came to an uneasy halt. Trembling trying to keep balance on the old broom. She looked at him again, he was breathing really hard nearly panicking. 'This is the one moment I feel sympathy for the mudblood. I feel like I'm going to slip off the broom myself.'
Madam Hooch blew her whistle. "Okay grip your broom tight and lower yourself closer to the handle, that will accelerate you forward. I want you to fly a lap around the courtyard." Sounding the whistle again they took off, some flew like it was second nature….. others were less graceful. The more experienced children raced each other, while the others lagged behind cautiously. Bellatrix was moving at a snails pace. "A pureblood that can't fly a broom? What a shame." Rookwood flew past laughing. Bellatrix felt gutsy after the slight, she gripped the broom handle tight and leaned forward. Her broom sputtered then launched forward like an arrow, everything turned into a blur.
She tried to pull back and decelerate the broom, but her body wouldn't respond…. She was frozen. The slow group parted like a wave as she shot past. 'No, no, no!' The thought raced through her mind as she flew towards the castle wall helplessly like a moth to flame. Clenching her teeth and closing her eyes she braced for impact… "Wingardium Leviosa!" The broom slipped from her grasp completely leaving her floating in the air, it felt as if an invisible hook was pulling her backwards. The old broom accelerated forward as if nothing had happened and collided with the wall. "CRACK!" Wood splinters rained down onto the grounds below, as her fellow classmates looked on in horror.
"Don't worry I got you." The voice of an all too familiar mudblood rang out below her. She took in a sharp intake of breath, looking down at Quigley and the courtyard fifty feet below. Flying up he placed a clumsy hand on her robes, pulling her down to sit on the broom. "Get m-me d-down.." Wrapping an arm around his waist, her voice shaking. They started to make their way down, Quigley was mediocre at best. All of the extra weight encumbered the broom, building up speed as they descended. "Mudblood! Slow down, you're going too fast!" Bellatrix hissed in his ear. "I-I'm trying I think there's too much- AHH!" The broom gave a little burst of speed, then started to free fall. "Do something!" Digging her nails into his back screaming. Quigley tried to pull up but they might as well have been riding a muggle broomstick. Below the students were circling them like a pack of vultures, while Madam Hooch raced towards them wand raised.
"Hang on!" Quigley yelled moments before they hit the lawn. "SNAP!" Everything went black. For awhile she just laid there. 'Am I dead?' Wondering, hoping to Merlin that she wasn't. The sound of the oak tree rustling in the wind woke her. Stirring she opened her eyes putting a hand up, the sunlight was blinding. 'I'm drooling!' She noticed wiping her lip with a sleeve. Following the strand of spittle down she saw Quigley beneath her unconscious his cheek wet with slobber. Her heart nearly stopped when she noticed the crowd of people surrounding them. Some wore concerned expressions, others mainly her fellow Slytherin's looked amused. 'I'm sure they'll live this up.' She thought ruefully.
"That was so stupid of you!" Madam Hooch bellowed getting on her knees beside them. "If I hadn't of casted that cushioning charm, the two of you would have resembled smashed pumpkins more than first years!" Quigley stirred from below, he opened his eyes to observe the scene. "What happened." He asked in a woozy voice. Realizing that she was still straddling him, she scurried away as the Slytherin's howled with laughter. "You nearly killed us mudblood that's what happened!" Bellatrix roared getting to her feet, forcing her way through the crowd. "Miss Black how dare you! Fifty points from Slytherin!" Brushing off the professors retort, she made her way into the castle. 'Just you wait mudblood… You'll get what is coming to you.' She thought burying her feelings of gratitude.
They reminisced for most of their little "date." if you could call it that. Carwyn didn't act like it was something bad, he laughed and joked when they talked about the past. Bellatrix giggled and japed along with him, it felt as if the slate was washing clean by the time they made it round the lake. "Do you want to go to Hagrid's? I meant to pay him a visit, he told me to stop by after the feast. Said he had something really cool to show me." Bellatrix felt a bit conflicted but it didn't show. Most of the Slytherin's despise the gamekeeper and call him a Great Oaf. No doubt Carwyn told the man all about the bullying he received at her hands. "Sure." Bellatrix smiled. "Great! His cabin is over there near the forbidden forest." Pointing across the snowy lawn.
Grey smoke bellowed out of the chimney as they approached the cabin. "I bet Hagrid is cooking some of his rock cakes… If he offers you one take it. Be careful last time I ate one I nearly broke off a tooth, Hagrid needs to take a few lessons in baking." Bellatrix grimaced. She followed him across the frozen pumpkin patch to the monstrously large front door. The barking of some great dog seemed to shake the building from the inside when Carwyn knocked on the door. "Back Lumy back.." The giant man said opening the door.
Hagrid wore oven mitts and a flowery apron around his belly. "Hiyah Carwyn I was wonderin when-" Hagrid stopped mid sentence, when he noticed her. Bellatrix felt a flush creep up her neck as the giant man stared at her confused, she looked at his shoes awkwardly. Carwyn took her hand in his and said. "Hagrid this is Bellatrix. I think I've mentioned her to you once or twice." Hagrid looked at them stunned in disbelief, his mouth moving no words coming out. "Y-yeah you have.. I never thought." He trailed off looking at their intertwined hands. Bellatrix blushed even deeper, it took Carwyn a few seconds to catch on. "Hagrid she isn't my girlfriend… She's just a friend, that's all."
"Nice to meet you Hagrid.." Bellatrix squeaked out. "Nice ta meet ya Bellatrix. Comon in, I've got fresh rock cakes straight from the oven." The giant man said leading them into the cabin. As they stepped inside a great dog ran up to them panting merrily. The boar hound placed both paws on her chest and started licking her face happily nearly knocking her over. "Uggh." Bellatrix groaned trying to push the dog off. "Come here Lumy." Carwyn rubbed the dog behind the ears, as it switched to him. "The Old muts pregnant again. Yeh think she's too old to have another litter." Hagrid said pulling a steaming tray full of rock cakes out of the oven. "I know she must be over ten years old now." The dog was on its back kicking as Carwyn rubbed its belly.
Everything was so… big. In front of them sat bucket sized mugs, a large crossbow hung over the fireplace, his wash basin stood over five feet in height. Hagrid's bed was ginormous it could sleep four or five people comfortably. "Enjoying yer holiday?" Hagrid asked pouring a generous amount of tea in their mugs. "Yeah it's been pretty good so far. Thanks for the fudge Hagrid." Hagrid waved a hand. "Oh that's nothin. Yer probably wonderin what I wanted to show ya, lemme go get them. Their a wildly bunch, this might take a bit." Opening the backdoor he stalked off into the growing darkness.
"Have you thought about what we are going to do Bellatrix?" Carwyn said after a minute in silence. "About what?" She asked innocently. "You know… the incident." Carwyn scratched his head uncomfortably. "Yes I have. I got a letter back from Pandora she said that we should go ahead…. Carwyn are you sure we should do this?" He reached across the table and grabbed her hand. "Yes I think we should… Don't worry we'll make sure those rapists see justice. I've got your back Bella." Bellatrix felt so nervous, she had mulled the question over in her head for days now. "Okay, I'm so lucky to have people like you, Pandora, and Narcissa at my side. Especially you… I don't deserve it especially after I attacked you that night. So we need to-"
Alarm spread across Carwyn's face. "Wha-whats wrong? She asked. He stood up frantically putting a hand in his pocket as if something was on fire. A sculpture of a rat gleamed in the dull light of the cabin as Carwyn pulled it out. "Is that a rat?" Bellatrix asked totally confused. Carwyn studied the rat, turning it in his hands slowly. "I forgot this was in my pocket, its a Christmas present from Sirius. He said that it does something special, but I have no idea what. I swear I just felt it move..." Bellatrix looked at the statue suspiciously. "My cousin probably put some jinx on it Carwyn. He loves to pull pranks." Carwyn shrugged and placed the sculpture on the table.
The door creaked open as Hagrid stepped in. "Got em here, took me awhile to catch em." The man strode across the room and placed a small box in front of them. "What is it?" Carwyn asked hesitantly. "This is a niffler, they like shiny objects gold silver whatever ya fancy. I can't keep em in the house, they would destroy the place looking for valuables. I'm keepin them for Professor Kettleburn, the Care of Magical Creatures teacher ah coarse." Hagrid chuckled. "Lemme show ya what they look like up close." Hagrid opened the box slowly. "Hagrid I wouldn't-" Carwyn began to say. "No it'll be fine as long as I keep hold of him." The gamekeeper held up a fist the size of a trash can lid after rummaging in the box, a furry brown head stuck out. "Its so cute.." Bellatrix exclaimed. To her the creature resembled an anteater, it had soft little brown eyes and a large snout.
The niffler sniffed the air hungrily for a moment, and looked around the cabin. It's eyes seemed to glow when it spotted the bronze rat mere feet away. "OOOOWWW!" Hagrid yelled as the niffler sank its teeth into his finger. He flailed his arms wildly in a vain attempt to buck the beast. It bit him so hard that he bled, blood dripped down his hand to land in fat drops on the floor.. Lumy ran to his aid barking trying to protect her master. Bellatrix and Carwyn stood up in alarm as Hagrid began beating the niffler against the cupboard, the creature finally parted from his hand jumping the distance onto the table. They backed away drawing their wands. "Catch em! If that thing gets into castle Dumbledore will have my head!" Hagrid ran to his bedside presumably to get a weapon. "It wants the rat.." Carwyn whispered. The niffler approached the rat sniffing it eagerly. "Sqqeeaakk!" Bellatrix flinched covering her ears. Much to their surprise the bronze rat let out a high pitched squeak when the niffler touched it. "It can't be alive." Carwyn said breathless.
Hagrid came stomping over an old umbrella clutched in his fist. "Comon you two! He's occupied." Carwyn nodded raising his wand. "On three.. One.. Two. Three!" Bellatrix bellowed. "Impedimenta." While the other two chose different spells, but the effect was the same. Both the rat and the niffler flew across the room and landed inside of Lumy's dog bed. The trio approached the cushion slowly, their wands in hand. "We stunned them pretty good, I don't think they'll be getting up anytime soon." Carwyn knelt down and picked up the bronze rat. Lumy plopped over to the niffler and gave it a curious little sniff, when it didn't present a threat the boar hound sprawled out beside it and started licking it trying to wake it up.
"You heard that didn't you Bellatrix.. It squeaked." Carwyn said examining the rat once again. "Yeah I did maybe it's stunned or something." Bellatrix offered. "Why didn't I think of that!" He pointed his wand at the sculpture. "Rennervate." White light engulfed the rat, but it didn't have much of an effect. Carwyn scratched his chin. "I thought it might be petrified.. maybe its a hardening charm." "Reparifarge." Bellatrix let out a high pitched scream as the rat wriggled to life in Carwyn's hands. She jumped onto the counter top frantically as she watched the bronze rat scurry towards the door. "Stop it!" Carwyn dove for the rat, his hand missing by inches. "Hagrid you left the door open!" Hagrid spun around as fast as he could and slammed the backdoor shut, but it was too late. The rat beat him to it, vanishing in a gleam of bronze.
Bellatrix rolled over onto her stomach kicking the blankets aside. 'That was so weird... I hope my cousin isn't playing a trick on us.' Scowling burying her face into the pillow. I can't believe we got to spend some alone time together.' She yawned stretching her legs. 'He's definitely warming up to me…. How would he react if I told him about my feelings or…. if I kissed him.' The mere thought drove her mad enthralling her senses, something hot and prickly stirred inside of her. "Merlin I can't stand it anymore." She got up and opened the trunk that sat at the foot of her four poster. It was pitch black but she found it all the same, by scent alone. Her body shivered as she inhaled his musk, the towel was still as fresh as the day she found it, thanks to a stasis charm.
Crawling back into bed on her tummy, she pulled the pillow down to straddle in between her legs. "What if this was him… and me on top, what would I do?" Her pace was slow but sensual, going back and forth humping the pillow. 'What would Cissy or Pandora think if they saw this.. What would mother or Dromeda do if they knew that I liked… no loved a muggleborn." Bellatrix buried her face into the old towel again growing wetter with every thrust. "I don't care anymore…. I love him, I love him, I love him! To hell with what they think." Bellatrix let out a cry of ecstasy as she snaked a hand into her nightgown and rubbed a finger across her slit. "Oh Carwyn mmmh." She started to kiss her pillow passionately, pretending it was him.
Feeling herself become more and more sensitive, she reached under her shirt and rubbed a nipple teasing herself even more. "Like that, yes!" Her body shook in pleasure, she felt so aroused. Moisture ran down her legs in rivulets onto the sheets, her body glistened with sweat. The climax hit her like a lightning bolt, for a moment she knew nothing but pleasure and the earthy scent of the towel. Leaving her twitching, feeling extra sensitive.
'If I love him I have to trust him. He'll be by my side through thick and thin. I'm a coward, but he gives me strength. To face my enemies, my fears... and my mother. I going to do it… We're going to tell everyone about what they done to me. The consequences may be severe but I need to do this..' Taking the wand from her nightstand she cleaned up the mess and laid back, her body feeling suddenly exhausted. "Best Christmas ever." Bellatrix muttered falling into a peaceful sleep.
I'm so sorry it took this long for a new installment. My job really ramps up during the Christmas season, I had to work like crazy for the past month :\ But
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