Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, I do not have any rights to Harry Potter and I do not make any money from writing these fics.
A/N: Written for the Procrastinators United Competition, the One Million Words Added Challenge, the Pairing Diversity Boot Camp Challenge, the 335 Pairing Bonanza Challenge, the If You Dare...Continued Challenge, the Disney-A-Thon Challenge and The Twelve Days of Christmas Challenge.
Prompts: Molly Weasley ll/Rabastan Lestrange, Bribe/s/ed/ing, There Is Always A Price, write about a good girl/bad boy relationship, and about a Weasley.
Good Girl and Bad Boy
Molly tilted her head to the side in confusion as she stared at the handsome man in front of her, even though the darkness that he stood in covered most of him Molly could easily see that the man was around the same age as her grandparents but still seemed to give off the same feel as one of those bad boy's in the movies that her cousin had told her so much about.
As he sent her a grin Molly felt something deep within her start to flutter and a blush found its way to her face.
"Hello sweetie, you know you remind me of someone," the man greeted with a rougish smile, "Through she is a lot older and have seven kids."
"You mean my Grandmother? Molly Weasley? I was named after her, I'm Molly Weasley the second," Molly answered politely not understanding the danger that she had found herself in, "What is your name? You remind me of a Death Eater, my parents told me to watch out for that sort of people, they said not to get in with that sort of crowd."
"I don't see any crowd around her in this alley sweetie," the man said with another one of his bad boy smiles that had Molly's heart pounding, "It is only you and me here, why don't you come closer? I promise you that nothing will happen, I have something to give to you-"
"There is always a price," Molly said primly cutting off the strange man, "Be it a favour at a later date, another visit, money, or adult pleasures or the item is used as a bribe."
"You seem to know about a lot of stuff sweetie," the man said causing Molly to blush at the praise, "You seem like a good girl, always listening to your parents..."
"They have lived through a war together," Molly said proudly as she held her head up high with a smile, not realising that she was falling into the man's trap, "Why will you not tell me your name for? Are you the sort of person my mother warned me against having anything to do with?"
"I do not think so, like I said Sweetie I am on my own and not in a group," the man said with a shrug making Molly laugh slightly, "As for being the type of person your mother warned you about...I do not know just traits she was talking about so you tell me."
"You seem too kind and funny to be anything like my mother told me to be careful off," Molly said innocently as she unknowingly took a step forwards towards the strange man and deeper into his trap, "Can you please tell me your name? It is only fair as I have told you mine already."
"It seems that the Sweetie is a right little princess with manners," the man said with a grin causing Molly to glare at him only for her attempts to be laughed at, "My name...maybe you have heard of me? I am Rabastan," the man, Rabastan said carefully as he watched Molly for any signs of recognition only to raise an eyebrow when he got none, "Do you not recognise my name?"
"I do not, should I?" Molly asked with a frown as she did her best to remember the names her parents had drilled into her mind of the people she should avoid at all costs, "I do not know anyone called Rabastan but my parents told me that-"
"How about you stop being such a good girl and go against your parents?" Rabastan suggested as he took a step forwards allowing Molly to lay eyes on his well toned body for his age, "Live on the edge for a while, throw everything to the wind sweetie and come with me."
"Come with you?" Molly asked, her heart pounding hard in her chest, "Why should I come with you for? You have not even told me your full name yet Rabastan."
"My second name does not matter," Rabastan replied with a wave of his hand, "You see I am a free spirit, I go where I please and I do as I please, I have been in the war and I have done and seen things I am not proud of. I just want to live free, travelling and exploring but for some reason because of that some people see me as a mature version of a 'bad boy'. Do I sound like a bad person to you?"
"No, you just sound like your trying to enjoy your life," Molly answered as she took another step into the man's trap, "You travel around a lot? Are you lost then? Did you call me out because you need help with getting some directions?"
"Not quiet," Rabastan said as he reached forwards and placed his hand on Molly's shoulder with a tight grip, Molly was not going anywhere, "I was hoping that you would come somewhere with me, just a little quiet place I know of."
Molly's heart pounded in her chest at the touch, slowly with a blush on her face Molly nodded her head only for her to swoon at the smile Rabastan gave her. She always did have a thing for the bad boy type.
"I have a rough idea of where it is and someone told me a shortcut," Rabastan said innocently hiding his blood thirsty nature, "It is what I was doing in the alley, we just have to walk through the alley and when we come to the other side the little place I told you about will be just over the street."
Nodding her head Molly began walking and allowed Rabastan to guide her deeper into the alley never knowing that she was walking to her death because of a crush on a bad boy. As she stared into the darkness of the alley Molly never saw the flash of light hit her bad boy's face showing the true dark intentions on Rabastan Lestrange's face.
End.
