Chapter 7
A Different Kind of Lesson
Bellatrix sighed. This had been the fourth day of their lessons and they still hadn't gotten anywhere. "So can you name me the characteristics of someone with the Imperious on him Remus?" she asked.
"Well," he looked at the ceiling trying to remember. "Er" he said and looked down at his shoes.
Bellatrix shook her head with a faint smile. "He won't respond to an order of yours..." she started hoping he would remember the rest.
"He won't do what you tell him to do?" he repeated what she had already said.
She paused. "Yes, I know. Continue from there!"
His mind had gone blank. "He will look a little dizzy all the time?" he said something of his own.
"Not dizzy exactly. When motionless he will act like someone in a coma," she said.
He didn't speak. For the life of him, he couldn't remember a thing of what she had told him for the Imperious and secretly he was ashamed as he was used to being the know-it-all.
Bellatrix smiled at his expression of utter loss. "It's okay. I have seen these people far too many times to recognise them," she explained trying to console him.
"But still..." he said but didn't continue. He wished for this lesson to finish.
"Look, I think it's enough for today. You can try and keep those things in notes and so you can remember them," Bellatrix suggested. She wanted to be helpful.
"I'll try that," he promised.
She smiled at him. "Good," she answered with a nod.
He felt like he was drifting into his own little world again. He remembered that night that she had kissed him on the cheek. It felt wonderfully. But why had she done it? He could not put his finger on it!
Bellatrix didn't notice his daydreaming as she was putting several books concerning the Dark Arts back into the bookcase.
One fell down and made him snap back to reality. "Do you want me to help you?" he asked absent-mindedly.
"Not if you have some other job to do," she replied kneeling down to pick it.
"I don't," he said and walked towards the bookcase.
"It's all right. I got it now," Bellatrix said standing up and waved the book in front of his face with a smile.
He grabbed it from her hands and waved it in front of her face now "No you don't!"
Bellatrix tilted her head but snatched it back. "HA! Now I do!" she chirped.
"No you don't!" he said and took it back, this time placing it above his head so that she couldn't reach it.
Bellatrix jumped to reach it but failed so she merely pushed it off his head in order to catch it.
"You're not gonna get it! You can't!" he laughed and put the book further away from her.
"Come on Remus! Give it to me!" she demanded like a young child.
"NO! What do I get if I give it to you?" he said with sparkles in his eyes
Bellatrix gave him a beguiling smile. "Tell me you what would like!" In her heart of hearts she wanted to kiss him again but as he was totally ignoring that fact she remained silent. Bellatrix, be sane!
"A kiss," he said without thinking.
Bellatrix blinked in complete shock. Was he reading her mind or what! She coughed uncomfortably. "Are you joking?" Obviously he was being ironic.
Feeling a bit of sadistic he raised the hand with the book higher "If you don't want to..."
"It's not that! I want the book!" Bellatrix said getting pissed off. "And don't get sadistic to the official sadist!" she warned him with an evil smile.
"You don't get the book unless you kiss me. It's over," he stated.
Bellatrix sighed shaking her head. In the back of her mind she wondered what in seven hells had possessed Remus Lupin to ask for her kiss. But this could be a good way to fool him and get out, right? She smiled evilly before grabbing Remus by the collar of his shirt pulling him into a kiss.
He kissed her back, holding her waist, the book now on the floor.
Bellatrix drew back for a breath and grinned evilly feeling now that she had the upper hand. She crept away from his arms. "I told you not to be sadistic to me," she replied as she bent down to pick up the book.
"Why not?" he asked and as she stood up he kissed her neck.
Bellatrix felt her skin crawling and she let a gasp. This was utterly weird. She stared at the wall with the tapestry of her lineage and once she had regained her self-control she answered in an emotionless voice, "Because you haven't seen anything yet."
"I should be scared now?" he asked looking at her.
"Exactly," she said arrogantly turning on her heels to face him. She waved the book in front of his face with a smirk.
Remus shrugged. "I got what I wanted. I got the kiss!" he smirked back.
Bellatrix frowned. This was getting scary. "Is the full moon coming?" she questioned. That would explain his odd behaviour otherwise he was on drugs.
"What is the date today?" he tried to remember.
"28th August," she answered putting the book back into the bookcase.
He took his time to count and finally said "Two weeks from the day after tomorrow."
Bellatrix blinked confused. That was quite far from today... "Oh so you are not on any medicine, right?"
"Medicine? Nope, why? Now that you mention it, I am a bit hungry."
"Nothing..." she shook her head and suddenly smiled at her infernal plan. Her lessons would allow her to get out of here in no time. "Oh what did you say?" she asked snapping out of her thoughts.
"I said that I am a bit hungry. I'm going to the kitchen. Want anything? What were you thinking?" Remus said in one breath.
Bellatrix smiled unconsciously at his talkativeness. There weren't many the times when she was around talkative people. Death Eaters had other things in their minds most of the time. "Errr...no thanks. I was just thinking about..." she trailed off.
"...Yes..." he waited. Perhaps she would share her most secret thoughts with him...
"Err...uh... the book," Bellatrix said randomly with a gesture at the bookcase.
"Yeah sure," he raised one eyebrow. "Tell me!"
"I just did! I was thinking about the book!" she claimed trying to be convincing.
"You are lying! Tell me what you were thinking!" he insisted.
"And why should I tell you?" Bellatrix demanded crossing her arms expectantly. She turned brushing her black hair back and sat on her bed.
"Because... You trust me?" he tried.
Bellatrix raised her brow inquisitively. "How can you be sure about that?" she questioned.
Remus thought. "AHA! I can see it in your eyes!" he said triumphantly
Bellatrix started inching away from him. "Are you okay?" she asked hesitantly. Maybe that werewolf effect had its impact even during daytime.
"Just a little hungry. You are changing the subject."
"You are lying! I am not changing any subject!" she claimed.
"Then tell me what you were thinking!" Remus wouldn't forget it. He had to learn what she was thinking.
"Why do you even care about my thoughts!" she asked shaking her head.
"Because I want to know. You can't just say things and not be ready to explain! Besides, I want to know because friends say their thoughts to each other."
"And we are friends?" she had just completed her sentence before cracking up.
"Aren't we?" he looked lost.
"Considering the circumstances we are under..." she paused remembering her plan "of course," she said fixing her mistake.
"But you said we are not," he acted like a little child.
She smiled warmly. "I lied!" Like many other things in my life, she reminded herself bitterly
"Ah ok." He decided to let the subject drop and left for the kitchen leaving Bellatrix alone.
"And now she is probably teaching that half blood about our curses," spat Rodolphus with a smirk.
"I knew it! That bitch!" Voldemort exclaimed and started coughing.
The Dark Lord and his loyal Death Eater were in Voldemort's chambers. Rodolphus had made sure he had given the Dark Lord every single piece of information he had gathered during the days he spied at the Order.
Rodolphus stared at his Lord wide eyed. He had never heard him swear before. He was usually calmer. "Well...what do you suggest my Lord?" he asked.
"She's your wife, isn't she? You are to reason with her or kill her. Who is better than her husband?" Voldemort looked calmer now.
Her lover? "As you wish my Lord," he replied just realising the meaning of Voldemort's words. He gulped. "You mean...I have to go back there?"
"That is usually necessary. And you are free to kill whoever stands in your way. You can even kill her lover. You must be feeling jealous. Now, leave me alone. I need rest," he motioned for Rodolphus to get out.
Rodolphus frowned annoyed that Voldemort was reading his thoughts but left the room all doom and gloom. But then he didn't even know whether or not Bellatrix had a lover.
"Fucking bitch" Voldemort mumbled before he fell asleep.
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