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Who: Bellatrix Black/Narcissa Black
What: Bella is watching her little sister.
When: A few weeks before the start of school. Bella’s 6th year, Cissa’s 4th.
Where: Black Family Manor
Rating: Nc-17
Warnings: Chan
It had always been a war between Bellatrix and her mother; Druella Rosier Black. They warred for the youngest child in the family. Bellatrix and her mother wished different things of her, but Narcissa was always the goal. Sadly, to Bellatrix, it seemed that her mother had an advantage, but she would overcome it.
Bellatrix had watched her sister since she was born like she had with her middle sister. Andromeda had always struck her as Unseelie. She was not a Black, she had known it since day one. She had tried to lie to herself to convince herself that Andromeda would live up to her family name. Bellatrix could no longer fool herself.
She should have known when she was six and tried to drown Andromeda in the pond on the grounds of the manor. She had not had the courage to admit what she had done, claiming it to be an accident.
Andromeda had begun to associate with Mudbloods. Her mother would have washed her mouth out if she heard her say that, the stern old bat, but Bellatrix did not care. She said it often and always took the consequence.
She would not allow the same thing to become of Narcissa. From the day she was born, Bellatrix thought her a gift from Titania. Narcissa was a creature of light and hope that deserved nothing more to be adored. Bellatrix had always adored her; in her own way.
The obsession with her little sister that day has grown since that day. She sought to keep Narcissa safe. More than that, her obsessive thoughts about her sister made Bellatrix with to possess her.
Her mother had seen how much Narcissa meant to her and she sought to keep them apart. Bellatrix was blessed, as she knew she was, that Narcissa seemed nothing but pleased to be with her older sister.
In the last few months, Narcissa had discovered boys. She had to urges, it seemed, but she knew and understood her place to be wed and to be a good wife. She began to focus on how she dressed and looked. This was intriguing to Bellatrix…
Wishing to learn more, and her own warped since of morality failing to note anything objectionable, Bellatrix had begun and experiment. She was putting a few drops of a potion she stole form a vile boy at school.
He had planned to use it on his girlfriend to heighten her desire for their next rendezvous. Every night, Bella had put a drop in Narcissa’s tea. Having watched her every moment she could sense, Bellatirx worried that their mother might be suspicious.
She would need to be cautious. It would not do to have her mother discover anything.
In one of her favorite hiding spots, Bellatrix looked down through a grate into her sister’s room from the crawlspaces near the attic. What would Narcissa do this night? Would she sleep? Would it be fitful with erotic dreams? Bellatrix would find out… |