Disclaimer: I am not JKR nor do own any of her works, I am just someone whom loves to take a wand and stir in her magical world a bit. I do this merely for my own pleasure and that of the readers, not for money.

Author's Notes: As promised a quick follow up on the previous chapter, revealing a little bit more and perhaps a surprising lemon. Either way there is still a lot more to come but till then have fun reading chapter four.

PADDING INTO BLACK FOOTSTEPS
chapter four: when plans come together

"The fact that Rodolphus is dead…"

Bellatrix wasn't going to give the boy that one that easy though and decided to added the rest of her findings quickly to it.

"… but we both know that it was merely an unlucky shot that hit him."

"Was it?"

That simple reply got Harry instantly another glare from the witch opposite of him, their little standoff lasting a bit longer before he moved. He walked calmly past her, though couldn't help but to keep an eye on her in a subtle manner as he walked towards the small windows in the room. There he looked out for a few moments before turning back to Bella, whom was getting more and more annoyed with the arrogance of the Boy-Who-Lived. Though inside he needed the moment to recollect himself, he needed to keep this going now he had started off his plan.

"What do you mean Potter? You know it was a mere accident."

"If that is what you want to believe…"

"It is the truth, Potter!"

Her words were cutting his off in a pretty hard manner, giving him no reason to explain himself but fact was that she was wrong. Sure, it had seemed like an accident but the reality was that it was exactly what Harry had wanted and needed.

Little did Bella seem to realize that he had paid careful attention to whom had been chasing him the night before, while the witch had been the obvious one to do so Harry had also recognized the voice of Rodolphus. Next to that he knew that the female Death Eater was a more than skilled duelist, as she had proven at the Ministry, so he anticipated that she would either counter his curse or simply swerve out of the way. By doing the latter she had made it impossible for Rodolphus to do the same since his wife had been blocking his sight. So yes Harry had cast his curse with the expectation that she would do so, as he had targeted the male behind her.

However since she was adamant at being right and not letting him explain, he simply shrugged it off and let her continue for now.

"Then why did I do all of this then according to you? Because if it were just to get away then I wouldn't have been here."

Bella tilted his head lightly at the boy in front of her, her demeanor changing quite a bit as she went from annoyed and angry back to what seemed her almost childish self.

"What I think? I think that ickle baby Potter fancies me…"

Her voice sounded quite sultry all of a sudden but Harry could see the look in her eyes that told him that the hatred she'd been showing was far from gone. Though she wasn't only one to keep up an act as Harry nearly threw a fit there. Sure he would have to admit that the witch had a certain attractiveness to her and definitely had a sensual looking body, enough to give a boy like him a wet dream if needed but there was still the fact that Bella was the one responsible for the death of his godfather. However he had to finish what he had started as there was no way out anymore.

"Maybe…"

As he flashed her a subtle smile she eyed him carefully before bursting out in a laughter shortly afterward, as it was all quite amusing to her but then she realized that she could use this to her advantage. Smirking on the inside she decided she could seduce the boy, maybe wear him out even before calling the Dark Lord. That way she'd ensure he wouldn't get away and well she figured she could use a little distraction after everything, since Rodolphus didn't pay her any attention lately and Voldemort well she could only dream of that.

Slowly she began to walk closer to Potter her wand now lowering slowly. The boy slightly gulped at this seemingly only to her amusement.

"You know what Potter… while it was an accident you did get rid of Rodolphus for me… so I guess a little reward is in place… but don't have any illusions or get any more of those funny thoughts…"

With those words she planted her hand firmly in Harry's groin, massaging the flesh underneath the fabric of his pants. Well his, they were handed down ones from Dudley but that was just a little detail. However she knew how to handle things as she was certainly bringing things to life there.

That there were certain tensions between the two was obvious, as there was not going to be any kissing between the two that much was clear. However Bellatrix did proceed to slowly undress the Gryffindor, before continuing to make his already half hard manhood even harder. She was definitely not going complain about the size but she wasn't going to compliment it either, this was already degrading enough but if it would enable to capture Potter than it would be worth it. Instead of complimenting the boy she gave Harry a firm push, causing him to end up on his back on the bed with a light oomph.

From there Harry watched how the dark witch undressed herself and he had to admit that for her age she was definitely still good looking underneath those black robes and dress. Once fully undressed she moved onto the bed as well, her fingers curling firmly around his cock as she straddled himself on top. Her eyes locked firmly with his as she positioned herself above him. Finally she began to push herself down on him, letting the boy fill her up but while he let go of a slight groaning moan she bit it back.

While she was going to enjoy it to a certain point Bella was determined to let as little as she could show to the other. It did feel good though, but she didn't want the Boy-Who-Lived to have that kind of satisfaction as well. Slowly she began to ride the boy but soon enough her hips were pushing down harder and firmer. The old bed squeaked a little underneath him as things picked up and Harry decided that this was much better than getting cursed, even if she still hated the woman whom was doing this to him.

Bellatrix kept her eyes locked with those famous green ones of Harry, but the more she was riding him the more her body betrayed her as well and every now and then she let go of a soft moan as well. The pace was still picking up as she wanted to ride the boy to bliss so she could call the Dark Lord while he recovered, so her own pleasure wasn't that important and thus she needed to distract herself. Something she did by raking her nails almost lustfully across his chest, enough so that welts began to form and even in some spots skin was broken.

The sudden pain in his chest made Harry curse, sure it wasn't as painful as the things his relatives did to him in the past but it pulled his mind of the pleasure, which he was using to distract himself from whom was riding him. It made him want to do something back to her and well together with the hatred he already kept deep inside of him that would have certain effects.

She however was enjoying the fact that she was riding him, though she would sooner say that it was because she made the Boy-Who-Lived bleed. The cursing that left his lips only added to that and caused Bella to laugh in amusement. This only added to Harry's annoyance and made her miss out on something quite vital.

"CRUCIO!"

Harry had reached for his wand and cast the Cruciatus curse at her before she even realized it. Unable to avoid it her body went into spasms as it was shuddering and writhing in agony and pain, this all while she was still on top of him and with him inside of her. Bellatrix had initially been surprised that he pulled the curse off to begin with but that was nothing to the surprise she was about to feel as the effects of everything added together.

"Oh Merlin… FUCK!"

They both yelled together as her uncontrollable motions on top of him send them both over the edge, the pain helping her a bit in it as well. Their climax was more than enough for Harry's concentration to break and thus ending the curse as well. After the waves of their orgasm ended Bella fell down panting on top of him, her plans of earlier completely forgotten for the moment by this unexpected experience.

"I hate… you…. Potter…. fuck… I hate… you…"

She stammered in between deep breaths, the tone clearly revealing that she more than meant those words. Then again so did the panting Harry.

"And I… hate you… Bella… but.. you are… my wife…"