A/N: Written for the Pairing Set Bootcamp challenge, 49. Bellatrix/Hermione, for the February Femslash Competition, and for the Freeverse Frenzie competition, poem 142.
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52. Cleansing
Her blood seeped slowly out
and she licked it all, like a dog
reaping the saliva of its prey
And the little Mudblood girl all trussed up
is her prey.
She slices at the meat again,
watches as another line of red
forms and bleeds into skin:
too thick, too dark
and smelling of too-strong fear
Intoxicating, like the smell of Firewhiskey
destroying her senses and setting fire
to her blood
And hunger, oh how she hungered
for more of that blood –
She sliced once again, and licked away
the juice of her rewards
again and again
until she was full.