Chapter 14-Submission

Kissing You-Desiree

"She was an enigma. That was not an opinion. Men could fall in love with her…Women could fall in love with her. The only problem…it was easy to despise her. Don't get me wrong!" The elderly man said quickly. "She can be charming and pleasant one minute…then ready for a challenge the next minute."

"So did you enjoy being her mentor when she was shipped to Tribunaux?"

"She was quite a character." The man answered simply with a tiny chuckle.

It was March, a beautiful day. After taking a bath, Bellatrix invited her associates to her boudoir to try on dresses. She was surprised at how the clothing makers were at her beck and call. She was happy that they didn't have to wear stuffy dresses all the time. Only they had to dress formally during dinner.

The typical casual outfit for a guest at Versailles was a blazer and skirt. It was fashionable for the women to wear extravagant hats that were bold. (Like the Royal Wedding)

"Do you like this one?" Bellatrix asked Marie Louise about a piece of fabric.

"It's like a dusty rose color." Marie Louise replied studying the fabric. "I've fallen in love with the cerulean, though." She shrugged.

Valerie picked up a pair of dark orange heels and held them up.

"Ladies, who is this," she giggled.

"du Barry." Marie Louise and Bellatrix giggled.

Ambassador Claude stood against the wall trying to stay out the dress makers and girls' way. He tried to discuss the importance of she and Rodolphus unconsummated marriage but she continued to shop.

"Do you like this dress robe or this one?" She held up two very similar robes, looking down at them.

"Have you been listening to anything I said?" He asked disbelievingly.

"Huh?" Bellatrix replied looking back up.

"Please pay attention, Bellatrix. Your mother-"

"Yes my mother," Bellatrix sighed dramatically. "I'm handling it."

She turned back to the many boxes of shoes around her.

"What do I have to do to request black, grey or plum?" She asked Chantal who shrugged sheepishly.

"Usually does colors are associated with…death."

"Shall I kill someone then?" Bellatrix asked sardonically.

She continued on shopping with her associates.

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Rodolphus sat around his quarters with his friends and cousins. He was writing a letter to his They talked about various things going on about Versailles and the world. He missed his Hogwarts gang. Thanks so Rabastan he kept up with what was going on. His father should have sent him to Dumstrang. They taught Dark Arts effortlessly.

"I'll trade you my Merlin chocolate frog card for your Bertie Bott." Philippe suggested to Alphonse.

"Hell. No." Alphonse pronounced slowly. "Instead of Bertie Bott,how about…Gringott?"

"Sure." Philippe shrugged. "What's got you so quiet, Rodolphus?"

"The same old," he replied cryptically.

"The wife not giving it up?" Jervaise inquired from across the room. "She's nearly 17 you better get on it." It was true. Bellatrix was turning 17 in a week. He had turned 17 February 28th.

"Shut up." Rodolphus replied coolly as he folded the letter for Rabastan.

"Seriously mate what's going on?" Alphonse wondered collecting his cards.

"Are we seriously going to talk about my sex life?" Rodolphus scowled.

"Nonexistent sex life," Jervaise smirked. Philippe shook his head at his antics.

"Enough!" Rodolphus hissed. He sent the letter off via owl.

"I'm just saying a Veela, mate. It's simple you can't resist that. I'm married and I can hardly resist her charm."

"I have to get her where I want her, first. It's all about strategy. Don't get me wrong she's tried several times to seduce me. I nearly caved."

"So she never used her abilities?" Alphonse mused. "While we play cards, I swear she turns it on so she can win."

"No you wanker." Rodolphus laughed shaking his head. "You just suck. If Bellatrix turned on her charm you wouldn't stand a chance. She already walks as if she's gliding. Imagine that silvery sheen around her heightened tenfold."

"Have you ever seen it?" Alphonse questioned.

"No."

"Then how do you know?"

"Books, of course," He laughed at his friends faces.

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The tension between Rodolphus and Bellatrix dissipated. He was letting her back in and she hesitantly allowed him to get close to her. They shared gentle kisses and caresses time to time. They were civil like before.

Bellatrix had finally made the resolve to seduce Rodolphus with her abilities. Rodolphus decided it was time for him to break her down. It was his plan since his anger for her turned to lust. She was firecracker and he loved that about her. Her face when she gets livid made his pants tight. He also felt slightly wicked since he himself was the cause for her self-assurance and unhappiness.

For most of Thursday, he and his hunting party were going out. He was ordering the house elves to pack extra clothes for him in case he got grimy.

"What's going on?" Bellatrix asked as she leaned against the door panel.

Rodolphus looked up at her and swallowed noisily. She wore a flattering light blue corset dress that made her eyes stand out. Her legs were long and smooth. She also wore the most fantastic diamond crusted high heels he seen. Her hair was pulled back in curls in a typical Versailles fashion, exposing her creamy alabaster neck.

"Just a quick hunting trip," he replied walking past her with the house elf holding the heavy bag. "Make sure it doesn't drag!" He snapped at it.

Bellatrix followed him to the hall with the large, open French doors.

"I should be back by dusk." Rodolphus took her cheek in his large hand as he constantly did in Hogwarts.

"Good. I will be humiliated before the court and public if Valerie becomes pregnant before I do."

"You can be assured that will not happen."

"I know it won't." She answered confidently holding her head high.

Rodolphus smiled at her confidence. That was the type of confidence she emitted at Hogwarts.

"I'll see you later." Rodolphus leaned forward and kissed her cheek. "I forgot to tell you that you look ravishing today." He whispered against her cheek.

Bellatrix blushed before playfully pushing him out the door. Rodolphus grinned at her as he walked down the steps and mounted his horse. She sighed.

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That evening Rodolphus kept his promise and returned by dusk. Tonight they would be attending the opera. Bellatrix dressed in the dusty rose dress she bought last week. Marie Louise, Valerie, Chantal, Valerie, Philippe, Alphonse, and Jervaise came along with them as always.

Bellatrix watched with excitement as magic swirled in the sky. The actors danced on broomsticks and flew in the air. The use of spells made it so interesting. The orchestra sounded amazing also. Being royalty Bellatrix and Rodolphus sat in the middle balcony, right in the middle.

"Bonsoir!" A cheerful voice rang out from behind Bellatrix.

A dark red haired girl came strolling to them. She was gorgeous. Her make-up was a little bold but it worked for her. She had a glass in her hand. A stiff man stood slightly behind her.

Marie Louise hugged her tightly as Bellatrix looked on.

"This is Madame Yolande Polignac, Your Majesty."

"Bonjour," Bellatrix replied sweetly. The young woman was charming. She was about 18 years old.

"We haven't seen you in a while." Marie Louise said.

"I know!" Yolande giggled drunkenly. "Well I've been in Moscow." She glanced pointedly over her shoulder. "Isn't he scrumptious? Ever been with a Russian?"

"No-I…" Marie Louise began but was interrupted.

"He's so bossy." She whispered mutedly. The girls chuckled quietly.

She began immediately talking about various people in the crowd. After a minute, she bowed to Bellatrix and departed with her Russian.

Rodolphus pulled Bellatrix gently to him and leaned into her ear. She cupped her hand around her ear.

"Are you enjoying yourself?" His breath tickled her ear.

She giggled and leaned into him more. She nodded as he began kissing under ear and on her neck.

When the lead actress did her final number, Bellatrix promptly clapped. It was a spectacular experience. She looked around and no one clapped with her. Marie Louise softly placed her hand over hers.

"It's custom not to applaud at court performances."

"Why not?" Bellatrix replied defiantly. She stood up resuming her applause. "It was amazing. Clap! Clap!" She encouraged.

Slowly but surely the theatre stood up with her and clapped along with her. The sea of people clapped louder as she cheered for the performers.

After the opera, Rodolphus had to go meet his father and tell him they should be consummating the marriage that night. He severely hoped Bellatrix would comply.

Bellatrix changed into her white nightgown and put on a house robe to be appropriate. It was late and most of Versailles would be in bed. She wandered to the large butterfly conservatory in the Palace. She watched as the magical butterflies change colors. Soft music began to play filling the room.

They were beautiful. The various shades made them unique. Unexpectedly, she came to look in the eye of…Rodolphus. Bellatrix jumped back. Rodolphus stood on the other side of the tank gazing at her with playful, curious eyes. Bellatrix leaned into the tank with her hand on the glass.

Rodolphus had come to the conservatory because the experiments always interested him. He was surprised to find Bellatrix, the hard ass, watching the butterflies with a wistful look.

She began to slowly walk away, but he followed her every step from the other side. Bellatrix quickly took off running out the conservatory and down the hall. Rodolphus quickly followed her then apparated in front of her startling her once again. She stumbled back in shock. She noticed they were near their room.

"Ah!" Bellatrix shrieked as Rodolphus grabbed her hips and grounded her against his.

She moaned at the contact of their heats pressing together. She molded herself as she was pulled into his lean form. She activated her abilities as Rodolphus kissed her neck. His kisses became heated trails along her jaw line. Bellatrix pulled back.

"Kissing you in the corridors is such a sin here." She said in a mockingly serious character. "We should clasping our hands together for prayer."

"Mm," he moaned as she nipped the crook of this neck. "Such a sin…tastes so sweet."

"Rodolphe," she whispered in French. His groping was getting wild.

"Let lips do what hands do. Since I gave you such a sin, give my sin back." Bellatrix smiled sexily as Rodolphus propositioned her with his husky, innuendo voice.

Bellatrix pulled Rodolphus to their room and pushed him roughly on the door, closing it. He kissed her harshly, flipping them around so that she was pressed against the door. He crudely pulled her backwards, walking them to the bed. His legs hit the edge of the bed and Bellatrix pushed him down. She climbed on top of him, attacking his lips. They were so soft.

Bellatrix had him where she wanted him. She was dominating him but he was mentally strong so he successfully rolled them over so she was on the bottom.

They somehow ended up in the middle of the bed as they began stripping each other. He smiled at the lustful look Bellatrix's eyes. He couldn't resist the aroma or charm she was emitting. He turned off the lamp in the room, darkening it immediately.

"Rodol-oh!" She moaned falling into ecstasy.

Yay! Bellatrix had her first time! The kissing scene was inspired by Romeo and Juliet. I hope I did a good scene. I really don't know how to write lemons. Was it a little tangy?

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