Demorior Mori Mortuus Amaris
To die for love
By Silver Sparklze
CHAPTER 11
See chapter 1 for disclaimer
Adeline waited until Luna had gone into the Potions class, indeed, waited until Severus had begun his tirade regarding her lateness, before she walked in. "Ah, good, you're here, Severus." She said, smiling smoothly. "I hope you don't mind that Luna was late, she was helping me."
"Actually, I do mind." Severus seethed, "She's missed most of a very important lesson."
Adeline shrugged elegantly. "Her help was unavoidable, and the matter needed to be attended to immediately. If I could have delayed it I would have, believe me." She shuddered slightly, lip curling, all the while portraying the opposite to Luna with her eyes. Luna smiled gratefully, obviously knowing what Adeline was trying to do.
"Of course. After all, you wouldn't want to be doing anything unpleasant." Severus sneered.
Adeline's face darkened. "Right," She said quietly, but the whole class could see the dangerous expression, "I've had just about enough of your spiteful cynical attitude. Luna and I were busy; get over it. And if I hear one inkling of you having taken points of her for being late, I'll take this to Albus." She left the room in a swirl of dark brown robes, leaving a rather frightened and flabbergasted class behind her.
Adeline headed for her own class, giggling slightly. She stood in the doorway, watching the students laugh and throw things at each other good-naturedly. But her eyes darkened when she saw the two boys fighting in the corner. She stormed in, grabbed them both by the back of their robes, and yanked them apart with more strength than she realised she had.
"How are you," She hissed. "Just because I am not in the room, that does not mean that you can fight. Detention for both of you for a month. With me. And fifty points from Ravenclaw and Gryffindor."
Both boys began to protest, but she shook them roughly, silencing their objections.
"One more word and it'll be a hundred and two months." She snapped. "Now, we're going to visit Professor Dumbledore." She turned to the rest of the class, "If I come back and catch anyone breaking either my rules, or the school's, I'll have you in detention for the rest of the year, and I'll take so many points away from your house, you'll have no chance of winning the Cup...ever."
She glanced around at the shocked class, and led the two boys out, both looking far worse for wear than they had even straight after the fight.
Adeline paced her bedroom, feeling angrier than she'd ever felt before in her entire life. There was something about the two boy's fighting that had touched a nerve deep inside her, and she'd just snapped.
"Ada?"
Adeline turned around and grinned at Remus. "Hey, Rem." She replied, signing the detention slips with a flourish.
"I heard you went a bit psycho in class today." Remus was still leaning against the doorframe, so Adeline gestured for him to move inside. "What happened?"
"Two boys were fighting." She growled, glaring at the wall, "But I doubt they'll do it again, whether I'm in the classroom or not."
"But Adeline, you've forgotten something. They'll just look out for you." Remus said.
Adeline grinned. "Already thought of that." She said, "See this painting?" She held up a painting of a waterlily-covered lake, painted by Monet.
Remus nodded. "What about it?" He asked.
"Well, it's connected to the painting of a school in my classroom. Therefore, if I carry this around with me, I can pop into my classroom at any time." Her grin widened.
"Smart." Remus said approvingly.
"Remus," Adeline said in a wheedling voice, "What's your big secret? I've been here for ages now. Why can't you tell me?"
"I'll tell you tomorrow." Remus promised.
The next day, Adeline woke up from a particularly horrible nightmare about Harry's parents. She shivered, although it was quite warm in the room, rubbing her arms lightly.
"Today is not going to be a good day." She muttered, a sense of foreboding falling over her like a heavy cloak. She stalked out of the room, and straight into Remus, causing him to drop the towel and pyjamas that he'd been holding.
Adeline picked them up, boxers with little snitches on them, and a black t-shirt with Careful; I bite written on it in silver. She handed them back to Remus, one eyebrow quirking in amusement, all thoughts of danger forgotten. He blushed scarlet.
"Shut up." He muttered.
"Oh, I'm not going to say a thing." Adeline replied gaily. "But I happen to remember that a certain someone was going to tell me a rather big secret today."
"I'll tell you after breakfast." Remus promised.
Adeline nodded. "Ok." She sighed, "Full moon tonight."
Remus froze. "Oh?" He said, rather warily.
Adeline nodded. "Yeah. I hate the full moon."
"Why?"
"My first lot of parents died on a full moon. So I hate it. Reminds me of wolves, and stinking hot breath, and pain."
"You don't like wolves?" Remus asked.
"Not really. It's odd; I love dogs. But wolves...wolves are too frightening."
"I guess I can understand that." Remus said quietly.
Adeline couldn't help but wonder at the look on his face. "Well, see you at breakfast." She walked down the hall, humming cheerfully.
Bellatrix smirked, a strange glint in her eyes. The mudblood would pay, in her own blood, for Master's needs. She would be used, then cast aside, as a mudblood should. This was the perfect time.
Her lip curled. The blasted creature had been protected better than she'd known. The stupid wolf loved her, and his possessiveness stopped them from getting too close most of the time.
But 'twas the full moon, and the idiotic beast had more important things to worry about. The wolf was growing stronger, and the man was fading.
It had been a full moon the Potter Massacre Halloween too, and if it hadn't been for that freakish green-eyed brat, Master would have found the Karickin girl before now, and His Lordship's domain would already have been in action.
Bellatrix took out her wand, and crept up behind the little chit. A wand to the forehead, a stupefy charm, and she was ready to leave, with an unconscious mudblood next to her...
Alicia: Thanks for the review, I'm so glad you like DMMA. It's one of my favourite stories to write, because I enjoy writing such a different perspective. Here's the next chapter.