Bellatrix sits on the edge of the bed, hooking her bra back on.
"You're not leaving me so soon, are you?" Rosier mutters, sitting up in the bed. He scratches his chest, looking over to her.
"I have tests to study for," she says. She looks back at him, barely covered in his sheets. "Besides, you've served your purpose."
Rosier snorts. "Well, you know where to find me the next time you need a good tumble." He stretches lethargically as Bellatrix pulls her shirt on, buttoning it.
"Don't I get a kiss goodbye?" Rosier asks as Bellatrix heads to the door.
"How about a hex?" She answer gruffly.
He scoffs softly settling back into his bed. Bellatrix heads downstairs slipping out from the boy's stairway. She heads to the commons and sees Rodolphus playing chess with Rabastan. She goes over to them and slides her arms around Rodolphus, kissing just behind his ear. "Who's winning?"
She sees Rabastan roll her eyes at her from across the table and she sneers at him for a moment. She didn't know what she did to offend Rabastan so, but she knew he didn't like her. Bellatrix didn't mind because she didn't like the rude little boy either.
"Rabs is," Rodolphus smiles, kissing her arm. He didn't notice the the looks between the two of them. Rodolphus was always blissfully oblivious. "But only because I'm letting him. Where've you been, pretty girl?"
"Homework," Bellatrix lies easily.
"Mm," Rodolphus says, kissing up her arm. "Such a smart girlfriend I have."
"You gonna win this game quickly so you can help this smart girlfriend of yours with studying?"
"I'd be delighted to," he grins. He turns back to the board and moves a piece he had been holding back on, quickly winning the game. He grabs his bag and slings it over his shoulder, standing up. "Let's to find somewhere quiet."
"Alright," Bellatrix smiles. "But just so you know, we are studying, Lestrange."
"Right, right," Rodolphus grins. "Don't wait up, Rabs. If I don't come back before morning, let ma and pa know I died in heaven."
"Studying, Rodolphus. Studying," Bellatrix says, rolling her eyes. She grabs onto his sleeve and pulls and pulls a smirking Rodolphus out of the room.
The two of them head to one of the adjoining study rooms on the library and despite Rosolphus's best efforts, Bellatrix makes them study right up until curfew.
"You're cruel," Rodolphus moans as they walk back to the commons. "Cruel."
Bellatrix scoffs. "Someone had to get you to study. You can't waste all that potential. If you actually applied yourself, Lestrange, you might actually make something of yourself."
"I have a plan," Rodolphus says with a grumble. "A good one, too. I plan on riding your coattails into glory. I mean, so long as I'm stuck in your shadow, I might as well take advantage of it."
Bellatrix scoffs and Rodolphus laughs lightly. He always laughed so easily. It was almost unnerving to Bellatrix; she didn't understand how someone could find life so breezy. Rodolphus stops her before they reach the commons and pulls her into his arms. "There's still time until curfew," he mutters in her ear and Bellatrix feels goosebumps growing on her arms and neck. "Let me prove to you that I really am able to apply myself."
"There's less than ten minutes until curfew," Bellatrix protests, but she tilts her head back and Rodolphus's lips find her neck. "You're going to get us detention."
"Mmm, I'll love detention if that meant more time with you." His fingers trace below the edges of her shirt, gliding along her skin.
"How almost tempting," Bellatrix laughs softly, nuzzling him gently. "Come, Rods, you keep studying with me and we can sneak away on Saturday during the Hogsmeade visit."
"Promise?" he asks, kissing her.
"Promise. Now let's go inside."
He laughs, but slips his hand in hers, pulling her with him into the commons before stealing another kiss from her.