Bellatrix just nodded shallowly. “I will help you, Narcissa. You have nothing to fear.”
Their bodies pressing together, and her sister’s obvious arousal, made Bella nearly swoon. She could feel her tummy flutter and wetness building inside her sex. Sliding her arm around Narcissa’s petite body, Bellatrix looked around.
Leading Narcissa off, Bellatrix’s mind began to work furiously. Since Narcissa couldn’t wait, and she didn’t want to, Bellatrix planned to take the edge off wherever she could find that would guarantee their privacy.
Slughorn’s classroom, there was no place that a teacher was less likely to be when classes were out. Old Sluggy was likely meeting with members of his Slug Club over dinner in his private quarters.
Dragging her inside, Bellatrix closed the door and warded it shut. Adept at protective magic, she was sure they would have a chance to compose themselves even if whoever tried to enter managed to get in.
Pushing Narcissa so she could sit on the edge of a table, Bellatrix lifted Narcissa’s skirt. Seeing her sister’s knickers soaked through, Bellatrix was going to do what she wanted to do all those weeks ago.
“Do you know what is the matter, Cissa?” Bellatrix whispered, already reaching down to lightly rub the front of the soaked knickers.