Disclaimer: No matter what I do, I will never own the HP franchise, and we all know that…I suddenly don't see the point of disclaimers if we all know that! Sheesh!
Author's Notes: I really, really, really like this chapter! I'm glad that I'm finally able to let you all read it. There's something about this chapter that I really love, I don't really know what! Anyway, thanks if you reviewed the previous chapters, whether you liked them or not. Here's Chapter 11. Have fun!
ACT 1: THE COMING OF THE DARKNESSCHAPTER 11
"I'll give up everything just to find you
I have to be with you to live to breathe
You're taking over me"
~Taking Over Me by EVANESCENCE
He was no longer surprised that Lilith was waiting for him in his study. She was dressed quite formally with her unique touch of seductiveness. In pure white, with a smile that suggested she had just done something fun, she was an immaculate vision, but Lucius, in his anger, saw only a woman he was beginning to hate more than lust after.
Lucius spared her no formal greeting. He stomped to where she sat and grabbed her by the wrists. "WHAT DID YOU DO?!" he hollered in her unflinching face, "WHAT IN THE NINE LEVELS OF HELL DID YOU DO?!" "What you wanted me to," Lilith nonchalantly answered, "I would have thought that was obvious, Lucius. Did you like it? Or did your wife give you a tongue-lashing that you've forgotten how much you enjoyed it? And don't pretend you didn't like it, I know you did. Just a little taster of what you could have had from the start, if you weren't so afraid to lose the one woman in your life who genuinely cared for you more than your money."
Angered, Lucius flung her down to the floor. Surprised, it took a while for Lilith to regain her composure. Lucius did not give her time to get up. He pinned her down with his body, pinning her hands over her head. Lilith looked up at him, and for the first time Lucius saw there was a hint of genuine fear in her eyes. "You've been playing with me, you bitch!" he hissed, "Is that all I am to you? Your little toy?! Did you really think I was going to let you get away with that?! Well, aunt, two can play your little game." "What do you intend to do, Lucius?" Lilith asked authoritatively, for he had addressed her as AUNT, "You know I can hurt you more than you can hurt me."
For a moment, Lucius just looked at her, looked her deep in her eyes. But just as Lilith thought he would let her go, he said, "You already have." Then he kissed her, fiercely at first, then gently when she stopped whimpering. But he pulled away when she began to return his almost uncharacteristically gentle kiss. "You slut," he said through gritted teeth, "You want this. You pretend you don't fel it, but you want me like this probably as bad as I want you, don't you?" When Lilith did not answer, Lucius shouted, "DON'T YOU?!" "YES!" Lilith shouted back. Lucius' jaw snapped shut. He had not expected her to admit it. "Yes, I want you, Lucius," Lilith continued, "I want you with a carnal want I haven't felt since…since I died and became a vampire. Haven't you been wondering why I've been spending more time with you than I should be? I can't stop thinking about you! I can't stop wanting to be near you! There! I said it! Is that what you wanted to hear?!"
Lilith looked away from him, biting her lip. For only the second time in his life, he felt sorrow for someone other than himself. It was deep, heavy grief bordering on depression and pity. He had not expected her to admit it all so readily. This was not the cold, seemingly unfeeling Lilith he had come to know and lust for in a matter of two days. He felt sorrow for her, for he could feel her uncertainty, but he could not push away the fact that she was playing with him and enjoying it. His anger at her was not deterred.
"I shouldn't be feeling this way," he heard her murmur. When he turned to look at her, he saw she was crying tears of blood and seemed to be quietly refusing to look at him. "I'm a vampire," she continued sadly, "I should feel only hunger for blood. I should not feel anything else…" Lucius moved to place a hand on her blood-tear stained cheek, but then she suddenly turned her head so she was looking up at him again. "What's happening to me, Lucius?" she asked him, her Scottish brogue barely above a whisper, "I don't understand it…gods above and below, what have you done to me, Lucius?"
Before Lucius could give her the scathing answer itching to come out of his throat (he could hardly believe that she was accusing him when it should be the other way around), another voice chimed in, a female's voice, saying, "Wow, Lucius, you almost got me." Lucius quickly got up off of Lilith and turned to face his angry, livid wife. "Oh, no, please," Narcissa continued, hurt etched all over her face, "Go ahead, go on and fuck her brains out, don't let me stop you." Lucius opened his mouth to object, but Narcissa put up her index finger to stop him. "No," she said with finality, "No words. I don't want to hear it. Just take your little vampire whore and get your lecherous ass down to the dungeons. Something's going on down there, and I know it's got something to do with the both of you." And with that, she turned on her heel and left, leaving a speechless Lucius and an even more depressed Lilith in her wake.
Behind Lucius, Lilith had picked herself up off the floor, and was now turned away from the door. Lucius spared her a sidelong glance. She took his hand in hers. "I'm sorry," she said quietly, and there was sincerity in her tone, "That should not have happened." "It's not as simple as that, Lilith," Lucius said contemptuously, and he pulled his hand from hers.
Lucius began to head out the door, but stopped when Lilith did not follow him. She seemed to be deep in thought when he looked over his shoulder at her. "I didn't lie to you when I said I liked you," she said to him. "As you made so very clear only a few minutes ago," Lucius answered coldly, "We'd better head for the dungeons, or I'll lose my head, and the thought of me walking the earth headless is not a particularly refreshing thought." He straightened himself up, picked up his cane and beckoned for Lilith to follow him out the door. He swept out, a now clear-faced Lilith in tow.
A/N: Oh, yeah, now I know why I love this chapter. I love it coz of Narcissa. I never thought I'd ever be able to put the phrase "FUCK HER BRAINS OUT" into a fic, but there you go. Anyway, one last chapter to go in the first act! Whoohoo! Off to the last chapter of ACT 1 then! Oh, wait, before you go…
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