So…I've decided to make a small little fic, both for my amusement and many other reasons. I mean really, how many times in your life do you get to read a Bellatrix/Severus romance fic? Not very much I admit. I've decided to take a whack at it and see what happens.

Disclaimer: I do not own whatever this is I'm writing.

The room was dimly let. Either because of the lack of lights, or the thick dust that moved through the air, no one could tell.

Severus Snape sat on his worn black sofa reading a book that looked ancient in both style and how the binding was fading and fraying. He peered at the book like he was not reading it, but holding it in his hands lazily.

He seemed neither bothered nor aware of the cluttered chaos around him. The room was too small for all of the objects placed on the shelves and tables, and there were still stacks of parchment and book he pain no attention to it, as if it were the clearest it had been all year.

A knock echoed through the room, despite all of the objects and dust that could muffle it. Severus looked up from his book and stared at the door with hollow eyes. He rose a single brow.

Obviously Severus Snape was not expecting visitors.

Again the door knocked. Severus stared at the door emotionlessly before putting down his book and taking out a long ebony wand slickly. He stood and stared at the door for a moment, only feet away from it now. He curled long, knobby fingers around the fading brass knob and opened the door.

"I was wondering if you would open the door," said the women as she walked in from the blistering cold as if she lived here.

Snape didn't reply for a moment. "What are you doing here, Bellatrix?"

Bellatrix Lestrange turned her head to him, her silky, long black hair flipping at the movement. Her heavy lidded eyes stared at him. "Can't an old friend come and visit every now and then?"

Snape slipped his wand back into his robe pocket before sitting back down ushering her to do the same. He conjured them each a glass of blood red wine.

"What's the real reason you're here?" asked Severus looking at her along the tip of his hooked nose. He ran a pale finger along the rim of his glass.

Bellatrix took a sip of her wine and pursed her lips. "Severus darling, I've come to chat. I'm bored. Narcissa if off doing her thing…there's no one to talk to. I thought you might have needed a little company." Her elegant dark eyes bore into him.

Snape blinked and took a sip of his wine. "Why did the Dark Lord send you here?"

Bellatrix stared at him confuse. "Severus, do you not trust me? This has nothing to do with the Dark Lord."

Severus stared at her. "Then what does this have to do with?" he asked slowly.

Bellatrix drained the rest of her glass and stared at him. "Listen, if you don't want company then I'll leave. But you need to be more social instead of cooping yourself in this place all the time." She set down the cup and made a dramatic exit towards the door.

"Wait," said Severus putting down his glass as well. Bellatrix turned around quickly, her raven hair accenting her long face. "I guess a conversation would be…nice."

A smile peeled onto Bellatrix's face. She walked back over to the sofa and sat down again. "Don't you ever clean this place?"

"In my dictionary, this is clean. You know how busy I am, Bella."

Bellatrix rolled her eyes. "Well then at least get a house elf. I'm surprised you can even find anything."

"I like my room the way it is."

Bella sat deeper into her seat and conjoured another glass of wine. "Sev, you're so mysterious. It's always a big puzzle with you."

Severus didn't reply.

"You know, sometimes I question who you are even loyal to."

Snape rose a single brow.

Bellatrix stared deeply at him as she leaned closer to him, eyes tracing the glass. "So Severus, where does your loyalty lie?"

Severus stared, his eyes looking at her half-heartedly. "Some call it loyalty, Ms Lestrange. I call it single mindedness."

I told you this was a rather small fic, but that doesn't give you an excuse to continue on with the other two chapters, eh?

And anyway, you wanna know what happens right?

And you won't know what hit you. Let's just say that some people know me as plot-twist girl.