Beautiful Lie {B e l l a}

[Rodolphus Lestrange]

It was unbearably quiet on this floor. Almost like death had came through and cursed every corridor, marked every sign with hells letters. it was comfortable for Rodolphus he found it to be beautiful, remarkable even. If there was one place he could call his, it would be this area of the school. No one ever came up here, well except Bella and that was only because she wanted to find him, or maybe she liked it too. Hell she was always dark enough for the quiet, loud enough for the war. Of course there was no war but he was sure when one came, she would be there, fucking and fighting though it all. Then again her fucking was what had him upstairs and alone. Fucking whore. Of course inside he didn't really think she was a whore but at least he would be able to keep his exterior if he just kept repeating it to himself enough. The match for his cigarette ran sharp against the musty wall. The spark illuminating the area he was residing in as he pressed the cancer stick to his mouth, inhaling deeply, wondering how many he could smoke before it actually gave him cancer. Of course he wasn't an avid smoker, just a few here and there seemed to do the trick to keep his nerves calm but some days were much worst then others. This was one of the worse day for the dark haired Slytherin. The morning had been great, waking up in the bed of that sweet Hufflepuff that had been smiling at him all week, hiding behind her friends. It was always nice to be the best someone had ever had, wake up in the arms of a blonde with a warm body. Then again his mind could never let him stay with a blonde. Too light, way to light. Either way after another round in her bed he was walking down to breakfast just to see that sixth year. It was enough to make him sick. Snape. Disgusting.

That made his stomach churn worse then anything else. that greasy haired gits hands all over his woman. In fact he did get sick. Of course he wouldn't admit why he had been out of class all day, it was all about the relationship, that girl and that guy. Not to mention the voyeurs in the closet. Umm... Wide green eyes. She was probably a screamer. Sex, couldn't he for once think about something that wasn't going to get him into a mess of trouble. It was bad enough that he couldn't be faithful let alone thinking about a Mudblood. Eh- He sucked in a mouthful of smoke and slowly it it slip out of his mouth, the space around him was turning foggy with the thick smoke and while he usually cared about those things his brain just wouldn't connect to something so stupid at the moment, he was to busy thinking about things that just didn't matter. His body moved from it's place on the grim wall and walked over to the window. He placed his body of the edge, looking down to the grounds, it really seemed so far away, he almost wished he was out flying, it was a good day to fly but instead he was in the cold, dark, floor with no one but himself to keep company with. For once the Slytherin womanizer was alone, completely alone, he could always go and find someone to entertain his time, he always did when bored of when just unhappy but now- he took another drag from his cigarette and rested his head against the cement.

The Head Boy looked over to the field, watching longingly as the player tossed the Quaffles around and then some small girl flying about trying to get the snitch, she would not get it, at least not in the first three minutes, he was finding it easy to critic her movements. They were sloppy but she was pretty, at least something was going on for her. Brown eyes rolled as one of the players fell for what looked like no reason. Instead of continuing to watch that crap he turned on his heel and continued down the corridor. His body moving down with no worries, no reason to think twice. Then again that black hair was still running through his mind, he figured it would always been in his thoughts. Mildly, he wondered if they were over, if that was just done. Could he not live with her flaws but expect her to live with his. That would be screwed up of him but he wanted something to be his and only his. Maybe she just wasn't always going to be that girl and he needed to get over it. Yeah that would be a great idea. A wonderful idea. Rodolphus could feel the smoke from his cigarette burring onto his hand but he didn't toss it down, instead he let it burn like it wasn't even there, then again he wasn't one to pass on something that would cause some pain. pain was enjoyable to him, intriguing. Sexy. There he went again, his mind drifting back to sex. That was just not going to work out well for him, not at all. He was going to get sick off of lust one day and he was sure no one would come to his rescue. Then again if he was surrounded by five girls he wouldn't mind the whole sick off lust phase.

[Bellatrix Black]

Walking down the corridor a devilish smile played on the lips of Bellatrix Black. It was a good night, a good one indeed. She couldn't explain why, but the Slytherin girl felt almost giddy. The happy mood could maybe be explained by something that only her twisted, almost sick mind could harbor and feel thrilled about each time the thought crept back in. Seeing the anger in Rodolphus' face when he walked in on was the cherry on the sundae so to say. The brunette hadn't really expected her boyfriend, of all people, to walk in. Bella had already knew that the mudblood, and the blood traitor Potter were in the room. It was a reason why Severus and herself had chose that place of all places. The Head girl could have taken her boy toy the the towers in her private chambers and fucked his brains out like their lives depended on it, but having an audience was just too tempting to pass up. Who would have thought that Rod would actually be looking for her at that exact moment. That in itself was a shocked that almost killed her since he always seemed to busy looking up the skirts of the nice innocent girls that never gave him the time of day. It was so pathetic how he looked at those girls, the ones like Evans, with such longing eyes wishing they would want him like he wanted them. The way he would surround himself with giggling Ravenclaws or chattery Hufflepuffs hoping it would be different the next time around. The truth was they could never fill Slytherin male's needs like his dark-haired lover could. She knew exactly what he liked, how he liked it and was willing to do it all. There was too much corruption in his soul, and he was too tainted by the years of being with her, and their friends to ever be anything else, but what he was. He belonged to her, and there was nothing anyone could do to change that, and Merlin knew he would never get up the courage to tell the eldest Black sister to go fuck herself. There was no doubt in that because she was a poison that ran in his veins and her flesh was the only antidote.

The day started off pretty normal. The Slytherin female's counter part was no were to be found the night prier so she ended up huddled next to Severus again because he was always free and so easy. Plus it didn't hurt that he knew a few things that could make Bella scream out like her life depended on it. He had easily became her favorite passed time, and who would have thought it would have been Severus Snape? Not in a million years did the over sexual seventeen year old think that her once really close friend would become a normal visitor to her bed, and knickers. It would have been almost comical if it wasn't common knowledge about how pissed the person who had claim on her was. Right now Sevvie was probably either wetting his pants every time Rod walked into a room or smirking with joy knowing he how Rodolphus wasn't exactly the type to take kindly to sharing his things. It wasn't like it was the first time she had been unfaithful. It was just the first time her boyfriend actually found out. It was a bitter sweet victory in the end. She spent the rest of the night at the mercy of his wand in the Heads private rooms. Some of it was rather enjoyable, then again she had always had a secret fetish for pain, and a little kink. The brunette male could read her like a book sometimes and he didn't let up his tortures until she was almost on the verge of tears, and after that all he could say was let that be a lesson to never let him catching her fucking around again or next time it would be worse. It wasn't like she took his threats seriously because the next night Bellatrix was up to her old habits again but it was with a Ravenclaw that time. He had been stalking her for some time, and she deiced to make his dreams come true just out of pure spit. It was a complete wonder some times how they were still together. Both of them were lust driver creatures and got their fill by any means necessary no matter how bad the fight would be the next day.

All those thoughts made the smile grown into a smirk as the seventh year started whistling a unfamiliar tone. "Oh, Rodolphus my love where are you?" The voice asked in a playful tone into the dark. She could almost smell his scent still lingering in the air as she continued on the sounds of her black heels tapping lightly, but forcefully on the hard wood floors as she searched for the object of her affection, well not really affection so much as obsession. So far he wasn't in view but that didn't mean he wasn't lurking in the shadows. That was always the seventh year male's favorite thing to do. To watch without being seen in some dark part of the castle was his hobby, and Rodolphus knew everything that went on in every part of the school before everyone else because of it. Often times he kept that information to himself, but there were those days when Bella was lucky enough to be let in on the juiciest pieces of information from time to time when he was feeling nice enough, and of course once the secret] was spoken into her ear it travel across the halls like wild fire, and it was always fun to watch the after math. Not that she was a gossip queen, okay, well yes she was. It was just about the only excitement a person could get around a place like this. Day could get awfully boring when one doesn't have a hobby of some sorts. The head girl wasn't exactly call her duties hobbies, and since she was either paying some Ravenclaw filth to do her work, or doing it herself in not time at all that left a lot of free time. Most of the free time spent pushed up as close to another human body as possible.

The smile still continued as the dark eyes caught sight of smoke. There he was, and surprise, surprise Rodolphus was alone, and not attached at the face to some tramp. "I've been looking for you every where." The voice said loud enough to catch his attention. "What are you sulking about today?"The steps on the polished floors quicked until she came up at his side and looked out at the window down at the pitch and gave a little snort at the sport being played. It was so pointless, and it really was a wonder on why people would wast their time like that. Turning back to the her brown-haired lover Bella noticed the cigarette still in his hand, and shook her head a little before shrugging it off."Where were you all day?" A hand went into his pocket without so much as a warning digging around for a moment before finding exactly what she had been looking for. Any other time the seventeen year old lust queen would have probably been trying to touch his wand, but this time she was just looking for a cigarret. Pulling out the pack she took one out and placed it between her pouty lips and searched for her wand for to light the end of the nasty tasting muggle invention. It was then she realized her prize possessions was still thrown on the floor of someone's bedroom. She had been in such a hurry to leave this morning that it had completely slipped her mind and they weren't really needed in classes today so Bellatrix managed without it until now.

(I know it's really bad. I'm so rusty from RPing with n00blings. Please don't kill me.)

[Rodolphus Lestrange]

His cigarette was done so he put it out and lit another. He wasn't a chain smoker but he wasn't going to stop right now, he just felt like feeling it enter his lungs and then be expelled into the air, it was getting late, really late and he wouldn't have been very surprised if no one else came down the hall that night. Then again maybe he should have thought twice about that. Rodolphus heard her before he saw her, the sound of those expensive heels clicking against the cement. So expensive she was, even when walking down a hallway, she was probably wearing a sexy shirt that showed off those perfect legs and a shirt that could make him moan with just the thought of what was underneath, instead of looking for his deceitful lover he simply stared out the window, even when that sleek voice called out for his presence he ignored it, writing it off as just another one of her games to make him feel like shit. The Lestrange was still having some issues when it came to her activities with other men and it was evident that she hadn't taken his warning seriously. How could he have been so easy on her? He thought two hours of raw torture could make her see but then again he spent three hours fucking her brains out. She was just a withering tired mess when he was finished but he knew she had probably fucked that grease ball all over again, what was so great about him. Hell, he stalked Evans like so sick perverted freak. He was so surprised that Potter hadn't kill that guy yet. Fighting for the attention of a Mudblood, something that he knew to well for being a pureblood that hated those defects. Achingly slow her ashed his cancer stick and thought highly of what he could say to her because she would find him, she always found him and he usually loved it, loved everything that she did and yet hated her enough to kill her some days.

They would probably be the person best and worst enemy, so sly and caring and yet so deviant and true. It was an odd combination of things. His eyes closed for a moment before she was right there, he could hear her smile as she spoke. Rodolphus could feel the tightness in his body loosening, she always made him feel so good, even without trying, just standing there with that sexy smirk was enough to make him want more then he should have wanted from her at this moment. "So, when you didn't find me in the grease balls bed you decided to look for me here? How sweet of you, lover." Was he jealous? Brown eyes looked over to her pair of them, the way her mouth was curved made his hands long to run over her jaw, wrap his hands around her neck and hear her whimper. The weren't your average couple, in fact he knew how much she loved that, the danger in things, the pure fascination in losing life, feeling it slip away by the hands of someone that cares about you. He adored her love of such things that made him throb. His envy for that boy was enough to make him sick, why was it that she found it easy to fall into bed with a sixth year, a sixth year for gods sakes! What did he have to do to state her. What was it that she wanted from him. He took another drag and when he felt her hand in his pocket she knew what she was going for, the same thing he was going for. The sweet release that smoking seemed to provide.

"Well, if you must know I was fucking all day. Hufflepuffs really are the way to go, when you punish them, they don't go and do the same thing again, really, them and Ravenclaw's are the smartest of us all." He wondered if she still had marks around her wrists where the handcuffs had dug into her skin, such beautifully flawed skin and he had been the one to flaw it. So damn jaded this pointless relationship was. "How did you spend your day, my darling, I would love to know." No, actually he wouldn't want to know, then again she never wanted to hear about the slags he crawled into bed with on a moments whim, he never had a problem with girls, always having plenty of groupies to satisfy his every hunger, except for the need of innocents, now those girls were the ones he had to work with. Had to seduce and that always ended up costing him some gallons, nothing that he wasn't willing to spare for what he wanted. Though they were always there, Bella was always number one, it didn't matter how sweet the girl, she was the woman with his soul, that understood his dark desires and was more then willing to bend the way he wanted her to bend. The Hufflepuff's and Ravenclaw's weren't so willing and most Gryffindors refused him from the word 'go'. Bella always knew of his want of those with pure intent, he loved destroying it, her deceit was completely misleading to him, of course he couldn't be extremely mad at her but he couldn't be happy, why couldn't she have just told him before that she wanted to shag that dirty git? What would have been so wrong with that, nothing from what he could see.

Bella had forgotten her wand. How utterly stupid of her, now she was ten times as vulnerable. "Oh, poor baby." His straight face was more then cold as he looked to her chest, pouty mouth and then her eyes. "I guess you won't be able to ruin those lungs, I would hate for your screams to not be and sensual. I hate a husky voice." If she wanted to smoke she would have to figure it out for herself because he wasn't going to give into her. Not without a whole hell of a lot more persuasion. Rodolphus wasn't going to be gentle to a woman who didn't take his more gentle warning seriously. The next one that was more then likely to happen in the dark corridor once the sun was down wasn't going to be so gentle. Well, maybe he would drag her back to their tower, then he would to able to make sure no one knew that he wasn't a good boy. Hell, the head boy and girl had to at least get along in public. Sure, he was pissed and if she didn't get that by now, then she never would. His wand was in his pocket, she could get it if she wanted to. She always liked a challenge, then again she was screwing around with someone that took no challenge what so ever. Then again, he had been doing that as well. Ug- all of this confusion on weather to just get over it and move on was rather tough. "So, while we are talking, baby," He looked out the window and saw the Quidditch players landing down to the ground. "Who else have you fucked? I mean if you will screw him you must be getting pretty desperate to be treated like a little whore."

[sorry for being so mean, being him is like being the devil... your post was amazing as always]

[Bellatrix Black]

Where was her wand again? Oh yeah still laying carelessly on the floor of Severus' bedroom. This was one of those days that Bella really wished that could preform wandless magic. It wasn't only the fact that she wanted to light the nasty muggle cancer causing stick, and fill the toxins fill her lungs with each puff that was making the Slytherin regret leaving her wand behind, it was was more the mood that Rodolphus seemed to be in that made her really think about how stupid it was to leave her only defense behind. The sound of his voice, and the mocking undertone didn't sit well in the pits of her stomach. The comment only made it that much worse, but the seventeen year old could handle whatever he had to dish out, and didn't let her face betray the little bit of fear bubbling under the surface. The Slytherin male was one person she never wanted to show fear to. No matter how many hours she spent screaming until her voice was horsed, not matter how many tears fell from the pain he caused she still wouldn't dare let in on the fact that some days he really terrified the holy shit out of her. Not that it wasn't the Bella's own fault. She knew exactly what she was doing,, how crazy it drove Rodolphus, and how much she would pay for it later. It was their sick game they payed with each other. Maybe there was some love deeper down, but if it was there no one would ever be able to tell with the way they acted when they were far away from watching eyes.

In public Bellatrix Black, and Rodolphus Lestrange were Slytherin's hottest couple, head girl, head boy, excellent students, popular among those they thought mattered, and everything that the teen dream was made of, but what was under it all was far from pretty. They slept around whenever the teenage hormones commanded them to. They lied straight to each other's face, and hide things . They even went so far as to parade their toys in front of the other. It was all like one big test to see who would give in first. To see who would be the first to call things off and say it was too much for them to handle. It was still a shock that they had lasted this long. Merlin knew why they still put up with the other's shit. In her opinion it was always worth it just to know she got a little rise out of him. A smirk passed over her lips as the topic of Severus was brought up. “You know me, I'm just dripping with sweetness. I searched all night, even multiple times in his bed.” The little play on words made the Slytherin snicker. She played absentmindedly with the cigarette twirling it between her fingers. He was the one who opened the flood gates she just walked through them. If he didn't want to hear about her sexcapades with the Slytherin sixth year then he shouldn't have even brought it up, but then again she was just waiting for chance to get her nails into a sore spot and dig deeper. “Severus of course was more than happy to help me.” Now she was starting to walk that fine line and if she wasn't careful Bella was sure to find herself slammed up against a wall with more bruises to add to already existing one. Like the ones on her wrist. Try as she might the brunette couldn't get the deep cuts, and bruises to go away. Her guess what that Rod must have placed a charm on those fuckin' cuffs preventing her from covering the wounds up.

The thought of the marks on her skin made Bellatrix look down and run her fingertips along the almost healed flaws. They still would leave evidence that they once existed, but it wouldn't be as bad as it was now. She leaned up against the wall and looked up only to meet brown eyes carefully watching her, and a voice speaking about Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws. Like she could give a fuck about the other house groupies that found it an amusing pass time to follow her boyfriend around like it was mating season. “I suppose that's why I'll never be a Ravenclaw, or Hufflepuff for that matter. Just as I was telling Severus this morning before we left the showers,” Bella leaned in closer and lowered her voice to just above a whisper. “I never learn my lesson.” She pulled back and rested again on the cold stones with a daring smile on her face. “You don't want to hear all the details of my day, love. They aren't that exciting. Just the usual night of not much sleep, and normal day of classes.” Even if she wasn't fucking the night away Bella still didn't sleep much. Sleep just wasn't her favorite pass time, and only very little was needed to function. “It does sound like you had a fulfilling day.” A frown threaten to plaster itself on her face as a tweak of jealousy built up inside. She wasn't stupid and knew that he fucked around on her, but hearing about it just made her want to track down every last one of those whore and show them what a good Cruciatus Curse felt like, but of course that would make her a hypocrite, and it would only put the game in Rodolphus' hands.

Now the comment on her forgotten wand let a frown settle on the seventh year's features. The false pity words only made it worse before she heard the last sentence. “I suppose you're right, baby. I mean, you're not the only one who like the sound of my voice, and I'd hate to disappoint with a voice that sounds like I swallowed a toad.” Pushing herself off of the wall she stood in front of him again and searched in the depth of his pocket for the pack again. Once she found it she returned the cigarette, and pack to their former places. “No one thinks a out of breath moan is sexy, right?” Her hand remained in the pockets, and her thumbs went into the belt loops holding on tight for no reason at all except to have a closer view of the facial reactions. Quickly she began regretting the gesture. An eyebrow arched. Anger swelled up, and there was no way of stopping it. Letting go of the pants, Bellatrix took a step back and stared for long moments in complete shock. Who the fuck did he think he was to be calling her a whore, like he was any better. Before she even knew what was going on Bella's hand was stringing, the loud sound of her palm on his cheek echoed in her head. Fuck... this wasn't good. She took a step back, and deep fear added into the anger. “Don't stand there and give me your 'holier than thou' bullshit Lestrange. I can't walk into a girl's lavatory without hearing about which girl of the week your dick was in.” Cheeks became flushed and the urge to run was strong. She unable to do anything, but glare.

[Rodolphus Lestrange]

Her slender hand cracked against the skin of his cheek and his eyes actually rolled from the contact that turned his head to the side. He didn't falter in step though and instead just looked back down to Bella with a smile to match the one she had been giving during her little spiel about fucking Severus. "You're right, I shouldn't have called you a whore. I should have called you desperate sex craved bitch who fucks everyone but her boyfriend. So busy pleasing your little grease bag piece of crap sixth year you have completely forgotten about me and you should consider yourself lucky that I haven't cast you aside. Here is the difference between what I do and what you do. It is okay for me to sleep with as many people as I please, not so much for you though, it makes you look like a whore." Rodolphus looked up and down her form he knew her better then she thought that he did. Bella thought he couldn't see through her, she was so wrong. That evident fear of punishment was in his lovers eyes. He didn't plan on hurting her, then again she had completely turned her back to him and was crawling into bed with the most disgusting boy around. Okay maybe Severus wasn't that bad but for touching her, no one got away with touching his possessions that was just out of the question. "Our society doesn't look down fondly to a loose woman," He of course knew she was far from loose in any sense but he just wanted to see her take in whatever emotional blow he could offer. "Maybe next week you'll find you are carrying his love child... I mean that would make this all so much better." Rodolphus wasn't ashamed to say he was jealous of their relationship and the fact that she spent the night in another mans bed, he knew that he had no room to talk but he couldn't stop the words for flowing out of his mouth.

"I'm sure that he was extremely happy to have you filling his bed with those perfect legs spread wide for him. I just wonder if it even compairs to what I do to you." The head boys hands caressed the side of her neck, his teeth biting down onto his bottom lip while he lowered his mouth to hers, lips never touching as he pulled her body closer to hers. Rodolphus' smirk faded out to something more himself, more pensive while his body pushed against hers. Mentally he didn't give a shit about her, really wanted to just bend her over the railing and show her who she belonged to but instead of doing something like that, he decided that teasing was so much better. His hands settled down on her hips and turned her away from him and to the window, his chest was pressed against her back as his hands ran down her spine and over her ass, under her skirt and then down her thighs until he was bent over her back. "I barely touch you and I know your wet for me. But I understand how you love an audience while you're slinking around with him. I mean first Potter and Evans, maybe while I was gone you fucked him in the commons how am I supposed to even think you have any respect? At least the people I 'stick my dick into,' as you so sweetly put it, fuck me out of the view of all the people that would love to embarrass you with it. Rumors are one thing. People all seeing it is a completely different story." Rodolphus bit her ear lobe. "Do you want me to fuck you out in public like how he does, maybe even tie you down and let all those whores that I sleep with see how your meant for me and they couldn't ever dream of comparing to you?"

Thrusting his hips against her ass he quickly pulled back and grabbed the cigarette he had discarded against the window and slide it back into his mouth walking to the opposite side of the corridor. "Don't think of hitting her again because next time I wouldn't be nice about it and let it go. You really need to learn how to control that temper of yours, Bella. I know that I piss you off but you should try hiding it from time to time, it will make me want to be nicer more often. I know you like pain and all but why beg for it, lover. If you really want to get smacked around by me, just ask. You don't need to lay those hands on me." He smirked over to her form and blew smoke slowly out of his mouth, she knew to take his warnings to heart, and if she didn't then she was just a stupid girl and if she really didn't want to end up with more bruises she would stay away from Snape. "You know how much I dislike your little relationship, why do you try to make me jealous of someone that isn't even close to being as good as I am? The only thing that he might do better then me is making a potion." With a pitiful look on his face, he shrugged and tossed the bud onto the floor follow but a light stomp of his foot onto it's soft and oh so perfectly breakable surface. It was so much like Bella, so well throughout and but together in a tight package that almost looked lethal a all moments, then again she was lethal at all time, but he could break her if he truly wanted to. Rodolphus was sure she would have more smart ass comments to say back to the things he had said to her but that was what he loved from her. Loved that mouth that just couldn't be contained.

"As for your moan statement earlier, your completely correct, no one wants to hear an ugly fucked up, fucked over moan. But then again the only person who should be making you moan is me and whatever I inflict and make it sound like it what I want... Humm I guess that is why Severus is still not happy with just you. Have you heard about him and Lily yet? Rumor has it they have been exploring each other, I think he has found a way into the sweet Gryffindor's snickers. Can't say I blame him for looking at her, she is just such a pack of fire and heat. I bet she could burn a person and leave her taste in their mouth." Rolling his eyes, Rodolphus moved from the wall back over to his more then luscious girlfriend, he wanted to be nice, tell her how lovely she smelt but all he could think of where things said to hurt a person and tear down as much as he could, in fact he wanted her hands all over him, he wanted her to slap him again just so that he would have a solid reason in his twisted mind to toss her against a wall and screw her until her voice was hoarse. In fact she had done that to him a few times, of course he tried to act like she could never succeed in making him cry out in pleasure or pain but she knew what she was doing. Bella had always known him just as well as he knew her, that was why they were probably still together, they just knew the other could destroy them, keep possible enemies close, so close that often times he thought he loved her. In fact he knew he loved her, just never wanted to admit it.

[Bellatrix Black]

There was no fucking winning with the jerk that the Slytherin girl called her boyfriend. If she had belonged to any other house, or been one of those weaker girls chances would have been, Bella would have given into tears at venom he was spitting right into her face. No. She was better than that. She was Bellatrix Black, with or without Rodolphus at her side people cowered as she passed them. There was no way in hell she was going to roll over and play dead just because of a few painful words. The shock of what she had just done, and the fact that he wasn't hurting her back because of it slowly wore off. The words truly were starting to sink in. “Is that what this is about, my love? Are you jealous that I had to find my pleasure else where because you weren't up to par?” It wasn't true, and she never well knew that. He knew her body than anyone else could ever hope to know it, and could do things that would have her screaming his name so loud she was sure they heard her down in the dungeons from their tower. That wasn't the point of this argument though. This was another one of the examples of their love to hate you relationship. Insults, violence, and all the shit was just fuel for what they knew would come later. A long night of fucking like it was the end of the world. Although this time felt different. He was putting a lot more crudeness into his verbal lashing. It almost made her wish that he was punishing her in the physical sense rather than the way he had chosen. Her face twisted in disgust at the things he had to say. Honestly if she had her wand right about now. So many curses were running through her pretty brunette head that was hard to pin point exactly which one she would have favored at this moment. “Maybe that is what I should do. Stop taking the contraception potions after each time I fuck him just so I can get pregnant then leave your ass and marry his. Does that sound like a good idea, baby?” Her anger was differently starting to get the better of her right at this point, and she was sick of caring. Let him know how much he was stomping on her last nerve even if the cost was adding more.

A glare was the only thing that was safe to do at this point, and Merlin knew how much she wanted to just walk away right now, and go back to her room in the head tower, but not before retrieving her wand. Once the seventeen year old knew she was safe in her room she would cast the strongest charms, wards, curses, and whatever else she could possibly think of to keep her safe. That probably wouldn't help anything since the head boy she shared the tower with knew his shit and could possibly break through anything she had in place in a matter of minutes. Gods maybe she wouldn't even go back to the tower. She would just go out into the forest, fuck the dangers there, Bella was more than willing to risk whatever might be in the dark than being at the mercy of his temper. Hands touching her flesh cause an involuntary flinch. She hadn't been expecting him touch so genitally, or even at all. The only thing she had been expecting after her little stunt was a well aimed curse, or even being dragged back to the heads' tower by a body part that would make the trip up the changing staircases much more painful then it should be. Fingers. Soft, muscular fingers traveled down the tender skin of her neck and as her brown eyes looked forward with a blank stare just waiting for the other hand so they could wrap perfectly around her neck. Both a mental shiver and moan filled her mind at the thoughts, and before the seventh year could react she was being forced to turn. Her eyes looking straight down on the grounds. The people who had been on the pitch had long landed, but were just now making their way back to the changing rooms. The warm breath in her ear made the chocolate colored eyes flutter closed. He was right. He was so right it almost made her sick. All she could think about was his hands wandering so freely without any regards if she even wanted him to touch her at that point. Rodolphus hadn't even done much and already Bella could feel the heat building up in her core, and she almost let a whimper of need slip out.

The ugly words didn't mean shit right then, and that's when the head girl realized it. She really was his. She was his goddamn puppet, no matter how she tried to say other wise, or sass back would change it. No amount of words, or insults that she could dish at the male with his hands running along her thighs could make it untrue. Mentally Bellatrix was cursing herself for what she knew. For the rest of her life she would be owned, and what pissed her off more than anything was he knew that. It was more than enough to make her feel lower than dirt. The moans threating to be released, or the longing for more contact just put her on the same level as all the leeches that followed him around on a daily bases. A soft moan escaped and was quickly followed by “Fuck” under her breath as he pulled back, but she didn't turned back to face the head boy. His whole display was just to remind her of her place as his property. Her brows knotted and dark eyes looked to the ground waiting for the verbal abuse to be over with or for something to get her pissed off yet again forcing her to lash back because he always knew that's what the Slytherin girl would do. Gods he was making her feel like she was two fuckin' inches tall. “Go fuck yourself, Rodolphus.” Wow, she was using the word fuck a lot, but it was the only word that she could think of to describe her feelings at that moment in time. Again he was right she needed to learn to control her temper more, but it was just so frustrating. “I don't care how nice, or not nice you're going to be. Right about I don't really don't care for of the shit coming out of your mouth, warnings or not.” She just about snorted with laughter at the pure nerve in the last statement. “Is that what you would want, my love? Would you like me to ask you to smack me around. Teach me a lesson about how no one's cock is better than yours. Tell you how I should be grateful that you even want to be seen in public with me because there are so many other girls whose life dreams revolve around being your girlfriend?” Fuck that. He was replaceable, no matter what she felt for him.

With her back still turned on the seventh year male Bella listened as more poison spilled out. It all lead back to the same thing. Severus. With a roll of her eyes her hands reached up and gripped on the ledge. Painfully teeth bit down in to her bottom lip so hard the coppery taste was blood filled her mouth. The very subject of Lily Evans made the Slytherin girl want to scream in anger.. The very mention of her name normally would send Bella on a rant/ What was it that the filthy mudblood had that she didn't? The fact that she was being reminded that Snape was pining after her was just low and cruel. It was exactly his style, and people wondered where Bella had learned it from.“If like mudbloods so much why don't you just go fuck her. Oh, wait never mind she wouldn't touch someone like you. She, too would rather be screwing around with Severus Snape.” Hell, Lily even had Potter after her, which Bella wouldn't object to finding out if the Gryffindor Seeker was as great as the rumors said he was, even if he was a Gryffindor.. A dark smirk pressed her swollen lips as watched the grounds below. Dark shapes were scurrying like ants into the castle hoping to get into before curfew. Pretty soon they would have a prefects' meeting, and then the rounds around the school would start. It was a wonderful way to end a wonderful day. She would have to face Evans since the mudblood was a Gryffindor prefect, then she would spend the rest of the night walking up and down corridors catching fifth years snogging in the most random spots of the castle. The brunette didn't want to leave for the meeting upset, and she diffidently didn't want Rod to be pissed when they parted ways. She wanted to kiss all over his face, and melt into the bed of silk as he whispered sweet nothings into her skin, and rand fingers through his messy brown hair. She wanted to smiled just because she could smell him still on her clothes the next day, or remember how well their bodies just fit together, but her stubborn pride kept her lips sealed shut, and back turned.

[Rodolphus Lestrange]

"Oh, I know I'm up to par, lover. Let's not get this whole situation twisted around, shall we? I mean you are sinking down to the bottom, I mean you couldn't even go for someone that has a bit more respect, instead Severus is your little go to and fuel up boy?" He chuckled at his own rude pun. It did piss him off though, someone else being with her in any more then a platonic sense. He didn't want to keep going to other girls in fact he had planned on stopping before seeing her with Severus. Actually seeing her cheat was twenty times harder then not knowing if she had or not, now it was all out in the open, it actually made a joke of their relationship. So disfunctional they didn't even know who's bed to sleep in at the end of the night. Lately if they had even been in their tower they were in separate rooms except for a few random and more rough nights that were only about sex, the last time they had been gentle had been- woah, he couldn't even remember. At her little remark about being pregnant with Severus baby he mentally cringed. "I would kill him and have you watch." His face was masked over but he was completely serious, sure he brought it up as a joke but he would have to kill someone if they slept with her and actually left the remains of themselves in the form of a child. That person would never see the light of day again. "If anything was ever growing inside of you that belonged to him he wouldn't live through it and there would be no way in hell I would let you marry him. You come from to very different worlds. What shocks me the most is that you sleep with him knowing how it will never work between the two of you." She seemed so angry and all he could do was smile proudly. Rodolphus fed off her anger it was so much better then anything he could physically do to her.

Go fuck yourself, Rodolphus.

He smirked happily over to her turned form. "Why would I go do that when I could fuck you?" With a pleasant look on his face he just stared over to her little area of the room. "I mean sure my hand can be great company but really I haven't had to use it in a while. I know why your getting so frustrated, Bella. It's because I won't finish what I started unless you ask me nicely. You want to be pissed off over there and stomp around like a five year old, be my guest but please watch your mouth we don't all live in a gutter." With a roll of his brown orbs he pushed himself off of the wall he had been resting by and made his way back over to the girl who had no idea how much control she had over him. Yes, he could start things and play aimlessly with her body but she could easily do the same to him, he just refused to get frustrated and show it so openly to her, he would never be weak to her even if he wanted to and needed to be. "Of course I would like for you to say all those things, Bella. Any guy in his right mind would. Plus I know that you know I'm better then anyone else you've ever been with and ever will be with. You do care about my warnings because you know I don't hold back on you. I think that what makes you even more upset then the times I say is that I am calm about it and won't start yelling at you in corridors like how you so throughly do to me when you get frustrated. It really isn't the proper way for the Head Girl to act." Rodolphus moved his finger up her spine, one vertebrae at a time, the soft contort of her school shirt was enough to make his skin light. Something about the school uniform had always made his mouth water, not to mention what he knew what beneath the skirt and short skirt.

"Your right about the Evans girl. She really wouldn't give me the time of day even if I begged for it but then again I wouldn't ever beg for it. I don't fuck Muggles and I never will." Well maybe he would if it was Evans, those eyes were just so- his hands moved into the silky locks of brown and gently rubbed the nap of her neck with a light caress. He didn't want to continue this fight with Bella anymore for the moment, he could find plenty more interesting things for them to spend the late afternoon and early evening doing. He knew that they had to speak to the prefects but that could wait for a while. Wait. His mind tried to retrace the last sentence that had came from the Slytherin girls mouth. She, too would rather be screwing around with Severus Snape. After that moment he saw red. It wasn't even like he meant for that one sentence to make him so angry but it did. In fact it was rattling around in his mind even while his hands still ran around her neck, feeling the tension that it had been holding in from all the repressed anger. He could have smacked her could have been angry but instead he just kept on being as gentle as possible. Eventually it would just piss her off more, she never was the kind to like being made love to for more then five minutes before begging to be fucked. That was another thing they were so cleverly matched with. Gentle things were okay but in the end it was all about feeling what the other had to offer. "You couldn't possibly mean that, sure Evans is one thing and probably is into that but we know that he isn't what could please you, you keep going back to his bed but never once have you found exactly what you want, have you?" Curious he moved her back around to face him, his eyes peering down into hers. For once he did want a serious answer because if she truly felt that way then what were they doing together? Sure they screwed other people but f they had ever found others that satisfied them in more ways then the other both mentally a physically then they shouldn't be together. "And don't lie to me this time, Bella."

[Bellatrix Black]

It was impossible not to laugh, and so Bella did it freely. “Sinking to the bottom am I? I sure there were plenty of others I could have chosen. Who would you have picked, love? Potter, how about his sidekick.. what's his name? Ah, Lupin? He's fairly good looking for a Gryffindor with Ravenclaw qualities. No wait, how about I stayed in Slytherin. What about Lucius.” Yes, she knew the last one wasn't exactly possible since Lucius was with her favorite sister. Cissy would never forgive Bella if she did something like that, and even the seventeen year old had some morals. Well at least enough not to fuck her sister's boyfriend, but it was still a nice thought to through out there. “I'm sure I could find what I need from him, and we all know how much 'respect', as you put it, the heir of Malfoy has.” The thoughts caused a little shudder. Really she wouldn't entertain the thoughts of the possibly future brother-in-law and herself having sex. The stomach inside the brunette didn't seem to like the idea very much either as it flopped in disgust. If there ever was a time to use a silencing charm it was in moments like this. Whenever he got her so worked up the words up flowed out like it was the natural thing to do. If someone would have told her in first year that this was how they end up she probably would have stayed as far away from the eldest Lestrange as possible. They really were one fucked up couple. “Awe, how sweet of you, darling. You'd kill a sixth year because I wanted to carry his love child instead of yours. If that isn't love I don't know what is.” She snorted with laughter as he continued with his 'Severus is beneath you' speech. He was talking as if he knew all about Snape's family. No one knew that, and it was something the sixth year guarded carefully, which caused a few eyebrows to raise in his direction. “And you don't know what could happen. Anything is possible right... Well so long as he isn't a mudblood I would be fine.” That was about the only thing that would get her erased from the Black family tapestry, like her cousin had been the year prior. “Don't delude yourself into thinking my family actually likes you for you. It's the name, and bloodline that you happen to be attached to they adore, not the person inside.”

She could almost hear the smirk in his words. Even if she wasn't physically facing him the mocking tone was enough to let her know everything that was happening behind her turned back. “Yeah, fuck me like you have been doing much lately.” She snickered getting ever more pissed off as the conversation continued, and truly starting to feel like a five year old through a tantrum in a corner. Why is it she was always the one to lose control first. For once in the mist of an argument she wanted to be the calm and collected on, not the yelling psycho. Sure he did his fair share of yelling, bitching, and eventually violence, but it was always after he had tore her down verbally has far as he could. The was no denying he could make her feel like shit without even trying sometimes. The head boy was about the only person who could do that to Bella. “Keep dreaming because it would take a lot of force to hear those words from my mouth, and stop giving me your innocent act it's sicking. That may work on the girl's knickers you are trying to get into, or even the Professors, but I know you better than that.” Again with the touching, and again she found herself torn on how to respond. A part of Bellatrix wanted to lean in and welcome the embrace as another part wanted to tell Rodolphus that if he ever wanted to use that hand for wanking again he better get it the fuck off of her. She settled for a shiver that was only the beginning of her body betraying her yet again. The urge to have no clothing separating them was strong, and she just wanted to drag him by the hand up to a private area not really caring where. Hell, she could probably do him right there in corridor and not bat an eyelash. Bella guess a secret part of her was an exhibitionist of some sort. It wasn't like she had tried to hide her and Severus all that well on the night they had three people watching them. Well, two of them were watching, and probably groping each other because Evans was probably one of those annoying muggle types who always thought they had to wait to be married before having sex. Her boyfriend on the other hand had just happen to walk in, which how he found them was still a mystery to her. It must have been the damn walls talking again, or some ridiculous thing like that

Brown eyes rolled at his statement about the mudblood. “Bullshit.” She knew better than that. He would happily screw her until kingdom come if she wanted to. Sadly for all the drooling Slytherin males, with the appertain exception of Severus Evans didn't let them with in twenty feet of her. Bella could almost purr as a hand rubbed her neck firmly, but not too firmly. Almost instantly she could feel the anger start to leave her body, but the feeling didn't last long as the touching started to get harder. That meant he probably just now caught on to her last sentence. Geez the head girl really did know how to screw things up. They were just about to end a fight for once that didn't have her begging for anything, and Bella messed it up. She could have kicked herself, or tried to escape hoping to be faster than a curse that was most likely following her down the corridor. The rough caress eventually died back to the normal gentle touch. What the hell was that about? Now he really was starting to make the seventh year fear more than anything else could have. He knew that she hated soft touches, and thrived on pain. She even got a little tweak of excitement at his verbal abuse in some sick way. Things were moving at a snails pace and Bella desperately wanted to speed it up, but before she could do anything she was before forced around, again. Instead of saying some cruel thing about how could he know what she really meant and didn't mean she looked up with an impassive look on her face that was quickly betrayed by the dark orbs staring into the pair watching her in turn. Any way she moved right now would be a trap. If she said the truth then she was right in his hands, not that she would ever leave that spot. Taking a deep breath she prepared herself for the most self-degrading thing she had done. Sure Severus had a certain charm to him that kept her going back but at moments like this lying was the best thing and would save a lot of trouble. “You're right.” she looked down to the ground. “None of them will ever be you. They will never have what you have. No one would know me like you do, nor would they be able get me to react in the ways you do.” She felt so low, and just wanted to crawl under a rock. “Snape has no clue in what I want. He could never give it to me how I like it.” It wasn't all lies, and most of it was true so it made her feel a little better, but hopefully it made Rodolphus feel better too.

[Rodolphus Lestrange]

Angry eyes watched and she spoke about Lucius. Never would that happen. If Lucius touched her their would be hell to pay, Severus was lucky but Lucius would have to have a death wish to be so daring. It was amazing how she was speaking off at the mouth like it was perfectly fine to get him so rilled about these boys and his girl. "Shut up, Bellatrix." His tone cold and distant. The more she spoke the more he felt disgusted by the whole situation, it was one thing for her to be so open about screwing people other then him, it was another for her to start naming people as though they were so accessible. "None of them would ever touch you. Potter follows Lily like a lost dog most days and Lupin well come on Bella he has Gryffindor morals and would never go for something so tainted Black." Running his fingers against the cement, they came back dirty. So dirty just as the girl he was looking at. Bella was deceiving him and trying to act as though it was no big deal at all. At least he was willing to try and yet she was going to end up in the bed of that grease ball again it was enough to make him loathe himself for still craving her. "Fuck whoever you want then Bella, fuck Potter, fuck all his friends and be passed around like the little whore you are turning out to be. Become a with child teen and watch how no one will ever come to your rescue. Your family, the one that only wants you with me for my name, will be very disappointed to know it isn't even my child. Always to busy fucking everyone else besides the man you crawl into bed with at the end of the night. Tsk, Bella, d you even shower before climbing into my bed to sleep beside me?"

That was cold, far past his usual and he actually felt that need to apologize. He wanted to apologize, a very rare occurrence that only happened with it came to the oldest Black sister. "Yeah Bella I haven't been fucking you lately. I guess I have finally figured out that I want something mine and no one else's." His clean hand ran across her jaw line, dipping and then rising with the contours of her flawless skin. "My love, I am far more innocent now then you will ever be." His hands ran down her neck and towards her chest running over the swell of her breasts before biting his lip and pulling his hand away. He adored the reactions he could get out of her with brief touching, the way she would crave more and then he could deny her as how he had been for a while now. It was always good to reclaim your possessions but this time he wanted her to beg and it wasn't going to come any other way. He had tired of her bullshit and was done taking this moral high ground with her. "Your right, Bella. I shouldn't lie about Evans." Rodolphus leaned his body over his girlfriends, his mouth by her ear, anyone on the outside would think he was whispering something sweet but instead what he said was very far from a sweet nothing. "I would fuck her, I would make her scream for me, but don't fret lover, I would have you come and take part. A pretty little mudblood is only as good as how many people you share her with..." Kissing the tender spot behind her ear his arms wrapped around her as another half lie spilled from her lips about Severus and how she agreed about Rodolphus being better.

"You're always going to come to me wrapped in lies, Bella. Then again I have gotten rather used to it." Knowing hands moving up her skirt, dirty hands or not he was sure her protests would be slim if there were any at all. He didn't mind one bit about having her wherever he pleased. He did ind about the others though. But at that moment, he was more concerned about how quickly he could hear her moaning for more, Bella was such a beautiful thing, especially when you touch her in all the right places. His lips gently kissed up her jaw but once they reached her mouth it was a completely different story. He wasn't ever gentle it just wasn't his style, in the beginning it had been soft and slow but when their relationship grew the more it was easy to see sex as passion and control not so much love, love could be showed in different ways. The hand under her skirt grasped her perfect bottom lifting her up so that those long legs could wrap around his waist. The eager Lestrange was so often hungry for her it was hard to tell at times what their relationship really was. Instead of resting her against the ledge of the window he picked her up and unthoughtfully slammed her back against the opposite wall. There was no need to draw extra attention. A student seeing them was one thing, a nosy teacher was another subject in total. Instead of asking if she even wanted to do this his mouth stayed on hers, making any questions completely answered. He wanted this and he was going to have it unless her protest was just one to extreme. Rodolphus moved his fingers to the top buttons of her shirt, yanking harshly on the fabric he undid as much of it as he could without dropping the small girl from his arms. Mouth and hips hard against hers he ground his desire into her core, still so much clothing between them. Instead of trying to get any more clothing off his hands teased, running into her hair, stroking her back. Anything to make that otherwise ice plated girl melt.