A shadowy figure slipped down an empty hallway, sticking to the walls so as to avoid any light falling upon them. A silent Charm extinguished the candles nearby, further allowing their stealthy voyage towards the chosen destination, an occupied room at the farthest end of the mansion. Once there another silent swish of a Wand unlocked the door and allowed access.
Glancing in she noticed that her target was currently sleeping in a rather large four-poster canopy bed. The owl was missing, which meant this might be her only time to accomplish the mission she had set out to do.
Tiptoeing in, the woman made her way, silently, to a nearby desk covered in parchment and books. A swift glance identified several that seemed of interest and she quickly pocketed a few. One more turn of her head confirmed the teen was still sleeping soundly, and that meant all she had to do was leave undetected.
Once more the Pureblood crept across the room, this time towards where she had first entered, but just as she reached the door a voice called out from the darkness, "Leaving so soon Bellatrix?"
She began to spin in place, hand going for her Wand on instinct… only to find herself thrown into the wall face first, her arms seemingly glued to the structure. A soft chuckle emanating from behind her as the boy rose from his bed, "You aren't as quiet as you might think my dear, I heard you coming before you even left your room."
"Potter" she spat defiantly, attempting to twist her wrist around enough to get a shot off at him, that is until another jolt slammed into her again, forcing her to drop the instrument with a cry of pain.
His chuckling grew louder, and darker, until it was right behind her ear, "Now now, no need for that hm? After all you were the one who snuck into my room… which makes me think you are up to no good."
Before she could answer a hand crept down her arm towards her shoulders, slowly caressing her skin through the fabric of her robes. Her body tensed and the hand continued down her back, before sliding forward on her side and into her clothing.
"Wh-what are you…"
They felt around, examining the silky cloth, before sliding into them and reaching bare skin. The Witch tried to contain her moan, but despite slamming her mouth shut it still vibrated through her body as his fingers trailed over warm flesh.
"How interesting, only wearing a bra and knickers under these hm? Perhaps you were after something different than what I originally assumed."
"Burn in Hell Potter!"
He laughed again, hands lingering on her stomach, tracing a few more idle designs, and sending shivers through her body, before moving into one of the pockets of her robes, "Ah here we are, oh my you have been a naughty girl haven't you?" Stepping backwards, he glanced over what she had stolen ignoring the muttered curses and profanities she was directing at him. "So what was the plan my dear Bellatrix? Get close enough to me so you could steal something significant and then what? Turn it in to the Aurors, to Dumbledore? You are a psychotic Death Eater who was illegally removed from Azkaban and likes to torture people for fun, who in their right mind would believe anything you have to say or show them?"
She fought for an argument, but none came. When presented with the facts her plan was rather shortsighted.
"The way I see it your only option is to stay here, but if word got out about your betrayal… well I suppose you had better just hope I can figure out someway to make use of you hm?" His hands returned to her side, slipping past the outer garments and finding her skin once more, despite her attempts to shift away from him.
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"So…" Bellatrix purred as she cuddled up next to her Lord, "how was my initiation?"
Harry merely chuckled fingertips dancing across her flesh underneath the blankets of the bed, "Initiation hm? If I remember correctly you were the one who requested that sort of fantasy."
Her head lowered, kissing his neck a few times before dragging her tongue over his throat. "And did you not enjoy dominating me? Forcing yourself onto a 'terrible Death Eater traitor'? Using me for your own pleasures?"
"Oh I certainly did, I am just pointing out that it was just as fun for you."
She grinned, "If not more so." before beginning her journey south along his body, tasting and kissing his upper chest as she slipped beneath the blankets.
"Still, it makes me wonder if this is a Pureblood 'thing' like cuckolding is for your men."
The purring on his stomach gave an indication of where exactly her mouth was, "Hasn't my sister approached you yet with her own fantasies?"
He shook his head, before mentally chuckling at the knowledge that she wouldn't be able to see such a gesture, both because of the coverings and the darkness in the room. "No, but she did mention wanting to apologize for her behavior the first time we met."
"Mhmmm" I bet she did, Bella whispered against his skin, "And I did make a deal with my sister to share any toys we might have… you don't mind being shared do you my Lord? Cissa and I will play nice with you… unless you would rather us not play nice…"
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