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Narcissa drew back instantly when Bella spoke, ignoring any small hurt that the perceived rejection might have brought bubbling to the surface. Watching her sister's face keenly, the blonde stayed silent and examined the flurry of thought that moved across Bella's face, a wave of pure expression. It had always been that way, Narcissa could see how the other witch's thoughts jumped from track to track, until she began to move.

Arms shifting, breathing growing deeper, chin lifting, eyes fluttering, it was a motion of life that could be clearly seen, each little shift proving that Narcissa had done it. She had brought her sister back from the hold of death itself and she did not care to acknowledge the potential consequences as of yet. Putting a hand out again, Cissy placed her fingers over Bella's just under the edge of the cloak, sharing what heat she could and trying to relay that the brunette would never be alone again.

Every passing second introduced a new and painful sensation that pinched at the dark witch's being. Even just the gentle touch of Narcissa's fingers was agonizing. Yet Bella could not find it within her to completely hate the sensation, the girls' mother had always strived to nurture a rather unhealthy craving for pain.

It hurt as the dark woman opened her eyes just enough to squint, but Bella had almost adjusted to the candle light.

Twisting her face towards where she had heard the nearly melodic tone that she had missed more than she realized, Bella found her sister's face. A shimmering aura seemed to glow around her, giving off an angelic appearance that only fueled the rebirth of Bella's own inner darkness. The unused muscles in her face ached as they formed a smile entirely for Narcissa.

"Cissy.."

It was sweet ambrosia from the halls of Olympus itself to Narcissa's ears when Bella spoke her name. The dark witch's voice was low and rough from disuse and yet it still held that same sense of seduction, a dark temptation that seemed to make up her whole self. Bella had always been her sister's favorite poison and it appeared that nothing had changed.

By the second Bella's colour was returning, what little she had in the first place.

"I'm here, Bella, you're safe." Cissy stretched out with her free hand to trace a single finger down Bella's jawline to reassure herself that she was not merely suffering from some sort of beautiful dream.

The rumbling groan that emitted from Bella next came from deep in her chest and thankfully caused marginally less pain as her body gradually adjusted to being alive once more. Narcissa's promise of safety only served to remind her of her situation and how she came to be in whatever place it was she was lying in.

Bella had died and come back, once again living and breathing air and feeling her pounding heart under her ribs.

"What have you done?" The witch had fallen in battle, there could be no return from that. The Dark Lord did not take kindly to weakness and if Bella attempted a return to his side, she would almost assuredly be signing her own death warrant. Anger bubbled up under Bellatrix's ribs at the thought that her own sister had stolen her noble death for the cause. However, the witch knew exactly why. Her little sister was weak, weakened by love and affection intended solely for Bella.

It spoke much to the naiveté that Narcissa still possessed in some form and Bella had already begun to contemplate how best to reteach the all-important lesson that the sisters Black are not weak.

"What have I..? Bella, I saved you! I couldn't bear it, you were gone and..and you left me."

Taken aback by her sister's reaction, Narcissa found she was incapable of explaining herself with any eloquence. The hand on Bella's tightened imperceptibly as she continued on while trying not to sound like a child.

"I could not survive losing another sister." Referring to Andromeda was forbidden, Narcissa knew it, but she wasn't able to catch the slip before it erupted from a formerly grief stricken heart. Bella had to have cared for Andy at one point, that fact was undeniable, but since she left Bella had refused to acknowledge her existence. It was an exquisite type of pain that Narcissa could not seem to flee.

The power to sit up on her own was fueled by Bella's rage. She couldn't believe that Narcissa would dare take her honor away. Bella felt the urge to kill her sister where she knelt and she would have were she not her sister, only hers. Without Narcissa, Bella's amusements would end abruptly.

"I am your /only/ sister, Cissy." Her voice dripped with barely contained passion of the violent sort while still managing to ooze a molasses sweetness designed to both frighten and attract. Reaching for her wand where it lay, it fit perfectly within the palm of its mistress and practically begged to be used once more to satisfy the woman's particular cravings. As Bella hissed, the tip of her wand dragged down Narcissa's cheek before drifting to follow the line of her collarbone.

Bella's body was still weak, recovering, but she knew Cissy like the back of her own hand and she knew exactly what buttons to press to draw a reaction of any sort. Fear and shame is what Bella craved from Narcissa, that and her suffering.

"Shall we revisit our lessons, Narcissa?"

The dark magic that Narcissa had only just commanded minutes ago threatened to leave the witch too weak to fight in any way, shape or form. The results left her mask lowered and robbed her of the control necessary to hide her fear at the very thought of one of Bella's special 'lessons'.

When she was young, the blonde had foolishly believed that her sister would never hurt her because she loved her. However, the more lessons she learned from her sibling, the more she realized that even if any love existed between them, Narcissa was little more than a plaything. What's more, she was her sister's favorite plaything. She learned quickly of how much it took for Bella to be satisfied that her sister had learned whatever 'lesson' she was trying to get across.

"Please, Bella, the war is over. We can be a proper family again."

Snorting derisively, Bella continued on tracing the lines of her sister's face and neck with the very tip of her beautifully warped wand.

"A family? With your coward husband and that sniveling son of his? I think not." The wand dipped under the blonde's chin and pressed up into the soft flesh there just enough to almost hurt. "It would seem I must remind you of exactly whom you belong to, don't you think?"

Bella could already imagine her sister begging, pleading for mercy with the delicious screams only she could make into a sweet and agonizing form of music. She would break and fix and rebreak Narcissa over and over again until she was in her rightful place, at Bella's feet.

"Be a good girl and tell big sister where we are, hm?"

With the wand firmly pressed against her neck hard enough that swallowing hurt, Narcissa was borderline nauseous with how the fear curdled like old milk in her belly. Palms growing clammy, all she could think of were the lessons Bella had taught her through the years and exactly what failing had meant.

"Th-there's no need for that, Bella." Cautiously answering and gesturing vaguely to the witch's wand, Narcissa took care not to make any sudden movements that might prompt her sister into action. "We are in Castle Malfoy, some ruins on the edge of my holdings."

Narcissa had begun to think that perhaps doing this without any sort of protection might not have been wise.

"Is that so? So far from the manor..no one to hear you scream.. You /wanted/ to be punished didn't you? You wanted what only I can give and you are not even capable of admitting it."

Bellatrix leaned in with a predatory smile as her wand traced over Narcissa's lips one by one, slowly teasing back down towards concealed cleavage. Pressing the wood suddenly hard directly in the middle of Narcissa's chest, Bella whispered the spell with glee.

"Crucio."

It was as if every nerve in her body had been set on fire while hitting the ground at one hundred million kilometers an hour. The screams were torn from Narcissa's lungs against her will without any rhyme or reason, tearing her throat raw. She felt as if she were dying, exploding and imploding all at once and she couldn't do a thing about it. It spoke to Bella's power that she was able to cast such a spell after being dead only moments earlier.

Narcissa's body convulsed, gaze glued to her sister as she begged for mercy with her eyes, not daring to try to speak for fear of biting her own tongue off.

This was what Bella had missed of her sister, her softness. While the rest of the world would see only the proper Lady Malfoy, Bella knew the woman underneath and was the sole and gleeful witness to her undoing. Foolish Lucius had no idea what he achieved by wooing and subsequently marrying the blonde witch and Bella would not be surprised were he as lousy in bed as he was in battle.

Bella pulled the tortuous spell back abruptly before Narcissa was able to slip into sweet unconsciousness. Hissing in her sister's face with nothing less than a predatory expression, Bella savored the heady scent of her fear.

"You're mine to do with as I please and if I must /help/ you in learning this again, I shall." Her eyes remained devious, a chesire grin making it quite clear that Bella had every intention of teaching her sister one way or another.

Familiar fear crushed Narcissa's limbs, returned like an old friend to steal her soul. She was entranced by her sister, unable to look away even if she desired to do so. Low and soft, nearly a whisper through the echoing pain, the witch tried to beg without surrendering her dignity.

"There is no need for this, Bella, I promise." It was hard to believe that this was started by a slip of the tongue, that something so small could raise so much ire. Narcissa had mentioned the unspeakable and she did not know how to fix it before suffering the wrath of her formidable sister. The idea that she could actually escape Bella's anger was a foolish one, and yet that vague hope did nothing to keep her terror filled thoughts from feeding into the fear of what might happen next.

The pins and needles had completely dissipated and Bella was almost certain she could stand, but she remained still in order to maintain the severe eye contact. Cackling, her free hand reached around the side of the other witch's neck and grasped a handful of blonde hair at the base of her neck. Wearing a grin that could only be described as animalistic, Bella twisted her hand to force Narcissa's head to the side. In one smooth movement, Bella moved in and bit hard at the junction of neck and shoulder without letting up until the coppery taste of blood met her tongue. It sated the monster within her for a moment in which it howled triumphantly that Narcissa was hers, only hers.

Lathing the wound with her tongue, Bella then pulled back just enough to fix Cissy with an unwavering confidence in her menacing glare.

"/I/ shall decide what is necessary. Do you understand, baby sister?"

Gasping more from surprise than pain when her head was yanked to the side, Narcissa had no choice or chance to follow the unspoken order and allow her neck to be exposed. The pain that followed was not nearly as excruciating as the Cruciatus, but it still hurt enough that the woman cried out. Unable to pull away for fear that Bella would bite harder and take a piece of her flesh, Narcissa was as a statue. Albeit a statue that screams.

The pain subsided to a throbbing ache when Bella released her jaw, whimpers falling unbidden from Cissy's lips when she feels her sister's tongue on the wound, a familiar and unwelcome warmth spreading through her body.

"B-Bella.." Stammering her sister's name was all Narcissa could manage with the heady mixture of pain and pleasure that Bella seemed to produce so effortlessly.


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