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Word Count: 1613

Title: Succubus Unchained

Note: This is a stand-alone sequel to Deal With The Devil. Bellatrix has visions of herself manifesting at different ages, and when approached by Lucifer, tries to barter for her rescue from Azkaban. Succubus!Bellatrix

Warnings: Infidelity, seducing a married man, suggestive content.

Beta: Aya


Golden Snitch

[Name] Crissie

[School] Uagadou

[House] Ogyinae

Care of Magical Creatures: Vampires- write a creature AU!

Olivanders: 10–11 inch: Write about a Slytherin character.


Hogwarts

Assignment 6: Psychiatry: Mental Health in Film- Task #2: Halloween - Write about a character returning home after being gone for years.

Yearly:

Prompt 388 [AU] Angel and Demon

Word 92 [Word] Revolution


Bellatrix awaited the return of Lucifer, her new lord, hoping against hope that he would see her worth and turn her into a succubus. Seducing men seemed like a good change of pace from murder and torture, and while staying immortal. She would also be getting out of this cell that has been the only home she has known for way too long. There was no inch of the walls or floor not covered in markings, and she couldn't count the days if she tried.

Another thing she hoped was that her apparitions would disappear once she was no longer mortal, but a nagging suspicion told her they would still remain.

"Why so eager to get rid of us, Bellatrix?" the oldest apparition said, appearing as if on cue. "I did help save our lives."

"Because I'm not crazy, do you need to ask stupid questions?" she spat venomously.

"There are no stupid questions," the youngest replied, showing up suddenly.

"But are you sure about that? Because that sounded like a stupid question," the middle one countered.

"Now I am arguing with myself, brilliant," Bellatrix said rolling her eyes.

"Good morning, Bellatrix," she heard Lucifer say and looked up to meet his fierce eyes, one could see the cruel life burning inside him. "Did I arrive at a bad time?" he added. His eyes looked around, as if he could see the clones, but he didn't address them.

"Not at all," she replied. "Have you given any more thought to my proposal?"

Lucifer shook his head affirmatively. "I have indeed considered it," he said slowly.

"Will I be a succubus?" she asked, barely able to contain herself.

"Oh, yes, my dear, you will," Lucifer replied. "We need to go down to Hell, I'm sure you wouldn't mind paperwork and all that?" he added, taking her by the hand. In a sudden puff of ember light, the two disappeared from the cell in Azkaban. It was clear that fate had something special in store for her.

"This is Hell?" Bellatrix asked, her eyes taking in the sights before her. The room she was in was decorated in bright red tones, and her eyes swept across the room. She could feel her apparitions and the youngest one feeling apprehensive.

"Welcome," a female looking demon said, handing her a stack of paperwork and a pen. When Bellatrix eyed the pen oddly, she added. "Oh, my apologies, I'll get a quill and ink, I forgot witches are more familiar with them."

"Indeed," Lucifer replied with a knowing grin. "Not quite what you expected is it?"

The female demon dissolved into a puff of smoke, before reappearing with a quill and ink. Placing it on the desk before leaving Bellatrix to read the terms of her new employment. Lucifer answered a few questions here and there, but otherwise he left her to mull things over.

"Where do I sign?" she asked at last, and with a grin, Lucifer pointed to the spot where she needed to add her signature. As soon as she signed the parchment, she felt a powerful magic overcome her.

"What have you done to me?" she asked once it stopped.

"Just a small gift," Lucifer said. "I take care of my demons, you now have the ability to change appearance at will, and lure men more effectively."

She spun around, admiring herself, before turning back to Lucifer.

"Where to first?" Bellatrix replied, eager to prove herself worthy and test out her new abilities.

"Welcome to being immortal, Bellatrix," the female demon said that was still hovering in the room.

"Lezabel, leave us," the Devil commanded, and she was gone in another puff of smoke.

"Bella, you need to take these new gifts and learn to use them, and I have the perfect first target picked out—Lucius Malfoy."


Bellatrix didn't alter much of her appearance, she merely straightened her untidy curls that now lay in neat waves down her back, and then she went to go visit her sister, Narcissa. Bellatrix was now as beautiful as she was cruel, and if one didn't look carefully, one wouldn't recognize her at all.

She knocked on the door to Malfoy Manor, hoping to find her sister when a house elf opened for her. "Where is your master?" she barked, her voice sounded slightly more melodic to her own ears.

"Mrs Lestrange," the house elf said with a bow. "Master Malfoy is entertaining."

"Bellatrix, what in Merlin's name?" Lucius said, it was clear the unexpected visit had not been welcome.

"I came to see you, and my dear sister, of course," she said.

"How did you get out of Azkaban? They will be looking for you!" Lucius insisted. "I will not have you come into my home and be a danger…" his words stopped as he watched her transform into his mirror image in front of his eyes.

"They won't find me," she said. Her voice sounded exactly like Lucius and it made her shudder. "Also, for all they know, I'm dead."

"Go to Hell!" Lucius spat angrily.

"Oh, I've been there, thank you. I found it quite lovely," she replied, knowing he wouldn't believe her, she was free to say whatever she wanted. No clause prevented her from telling her family what she was, because it would be so easy to disappear if the need arose.

She used the guest bathroom, applying some blood red lipstick and bronze eyeshadow to her eyes, making her appearance all the more dazzling. She decided to play with her powers a bit more, giving her breasts a slightly bigger size. She knew seducing her sister's husband was a bad idea, but she wasn't the one calling all the shots. She wanted to prove her worth, and the best way of doing that would be to go and seduce the man least likely to fall for her new charms.

She snapped her fingers, changing her outfit until it was just right. She knew it wouldn't be impossible; Lucius was a shallow man who loved pretty things.

"I'm 'Gone with the Wind' fabulous," her middle apparition said, causing the youngest to laugh. Bellatrix shot a wicked grin at the three of them.

"Your jokes kill faster than the leaves do," the oldest responded.

Lucius was talking to someone over the floo, it was clear he wasn't happy with the person on the receiving end. It wasn't like him to not get what he wanted.

"I am Lucius Malfoy! I demand answers at once!" she heard him saying.

"I like that thing your doing with your voice, Lucius. It's sexy," Bellatrix said in her most sultry voice, and he looked up from the floo once it disconnected. He was clearly confused as to both her change in appearance as well as her attitude.

"Why is she doing that?" the twelve-year-old Bellatrix asked the others. They were clearly there, but only Bellatrix could see them, which only served to let her know they were definitely not real.

"It's a small price to pay to avoid aggravating Lucius," the oldest responded.

"The fact that your drawing breath aggravates Lucius!" the middle one replied. This caused Bellatrix to have to keep her expression steady, lest it be given away just how mad she had gone. She usually found them the most annoying bunch, and now she wanted to smile. She supposed that was the difference between freedom and captivity.

"What do you want? Did I not tell you to leave my home?" Lucius said, his eyes flickering down to her new outfit, a short blood red dress with a plunging neckline, enhancing her enlarged features.

"Do I get bonus points if I act like I care?" she chirped before changing methods. "I was thinking perhaps I could change your mind," she said. "I have nowhere else to go."

"How did you do that?" he asked, she wasn't sure if he was pointing at her outfit or her suddenly larger breasts.

"Beginners luck," she said, only serving to confuse the man even more. She walked over to him with a sultry look in her eyes, advancing like a tiger waiting to pounce on her prey. Suddenly, she smelled something about him, something that wasn't Narcissa's perfume.

"Who is here?" she said suddenly. She suddenly spotted a woman walking half-dressed down the stairs. If Bellatrix didn't have her new powers, she would not have recognized her as Lezabel, the demon she had just met a couple of hours before. Her form was entirely different, but the aura told her this was the same woman.

"Bellatrix, darling, how great to see you," she said. Instantly, the thought of seducing him was replaced by the fact that he had been cheating on her sister already, and all traces of guilt vanished as she advanced on him.

"How long has it been?" she asked him.

"Lesley and I have been together for almost two years," he said.

"You've kept a lie up for nearly two years. How do you sleep at night?" she asked, trying to prevent herself from going into a hysterical rage. She had new methods now.

"Quite comfortably, I imagine," Lezabel said with a cheeky grin.

Once Bellatrix forgot her once human emotions, things seemed to go faster and faster, and once she realised herself, she and Lezabel were pulling on their clothing, leaving a sleeping Lucius Malfoy in their wake. She felt the power flowing into her from his body, and knew she would be even stronger now after her first feeding.

"Thank you, Lezabel," she said as the two walked downstairs.

"Well, we're sisters now, aren't we?" she asked with a grin. "And please, call me Lesley."