“Add any fun you’d like,” she smirked at her sister’s ideas. Bellatrix was always horribly brilliant in the art of war. She already felt the stirrings of a deep rooted satisfaction, knowing the little half-blood brat would put up a fight at first, try to act like nothing was amiss. But as time wore on, she’d be beaten down, turned into a frightfully paranoid mess. Perfect. And her traitorous whore of a mother would have absolutely no power to stop it. Andromeda deserved this, her daughter deserved this. What would Narcissa do without Bella to remind her just how fun wicked cruelty could be?
“I remember you bragging about Rodolphus at one point in your life, Bella…” she rolled her eyes, it seemed Bella would brag about almost anything to make Narcissa feel like she’d somehow got the short end of the deal. Rodolphus had seemed like a decent match for Bella, although clumsy and simple-minded, he had always challenged her and Narcissa seemed to remember the two of them sneaking off during different functions and parties… even her and Lucius’s wedding. “Oh, I would never,” she laughed at her sister’s serious expression. “I know you better than that, Bella. The day you truly settle down with someone, is the day I’ve racked up as many lovers as there are stars.”
Something about her sister’s laughter made her uncomfortable and she poured herself another glass of wine as she continued her story. Bellatrix had always been the one to tell her Lucius was no good, that he would ruin her, that Narcissa was being foolish… not to mention weak. She let out a sigh as Bella spoke, closing her eyes in frustration. “Smelling like, no, reeking of sex,” she let her head fall forward into the palm of her hand. “He’s not the man he was,” Narcissa felt anxiety bubbling in the pit of her stomach. “I’ve given him everything, everything, and he swore to do the same. And we were… happy. Gloriously so, Bella. Where did we go wrong?” She ran her hand over her hair, sitting up straight again as she sipped her wine. “I’ve been too passive, I think. I suppose I’m not the woman I was either.”
“Don’t worry, I plan to.” Bellatrix concluded finally, trying to figure out herself exactly what her own motive was. The fact that Narcissa asked her to was enough upon itself but she couldn’t allow herself to get halfway through something only to realise the personal vendetta behind her actions. Andromeda had betrayed them, yes. They had once been, oh so close but that had vanished the moment Andromeda disgraced them, all those happy memories safely locked away behind a key thrown into any one of the world’s oceans, never to be used against her. If a miracle did occur though and they somehow became unlocked, it was something Bellatrix knew she had to deal with before she started, it was too risky otherwise.
At Narcissa’s comment she merely shrugged her shoulders and surveyed her nails for the sheer purpose of making it absolutely clear how little she valued her husband. “Rodolphus served his purpose at the time.” She said off-handedly as she returned her attention to Narcissa. “He was a viable way to pass the time, at the time.” Their marriage had never known love, even in its earliest of stages. In fact the mere sight of Narcissa and Lucius most of the time had been nauseating. Still, it had been fun for a while there, pushing the limits further and further. They had been much too alike however for it to last, something which suited the both of them. They both quickly grew bored and couldn’t care less what the other was doing, speaking occasionally whenever Rodolphus grew drunk and sentimental. He was the most entertaining to play with in that state, and Bellatrix never could pass up a fun little game.
“The thing you’ve yet to learn Cissa, is that husbands are as disposable as all men. Have you fun and be done with it before he does the same – which, by the sounds of it Lucius already has.” Bellatrix taunted rather childishly, her eyes practically twinkling. “If you don’t believe me then why don’t you call him for yourself? Ask him which girl he’s parading around with tonight, I can guarantee he’ll lie.” She paused slightly, smirking to herself knowing her sister would rather play blissfully ignorant rather than confront him directly, especially with herself in the room. None-the-less Bellatrix picked up her phone and held it up, waving it softly. “Here, you can even use my phone if you like.”
She could see Bella’s slight amusement and pride at her decision and she nodded affirmatively. “Someone should follow her occasionally… strange men appearing near her home… I’m sure you understand what I’m getting at,” she smirked, wineglass to her lips. She took a small sip of wine before she continued, “Make her feel as unsafe and unstable as one could possibly be.” She looked across the room at Bellatrix, her sister’s devious smile matching her own. “Good, it’s settled then. You’ll take care of it?” She raised her eyebrows in question.
Narcissa took in Bella’s words, her face screwing up in confusion, brows furrowed. “You haven’t known many people that long, if I remember correctly, Bella… you prefer to toss your lovers aside after a valiant battle with their affections.” She thought for a moment, the only people her sister had ever known that long were her family and her husband. Bella wouldn’t play games with her husband, preferring to ignore his absences and well… all of him when he wasn’t of use to her. The only men Bella had known that long were Regulus, Sirius (traitor), Lucius… and then Lord Voldemort, Rodolphus and… Rabastian. “It’s not Rabastian, is it?” she raised her eyebrows again, her husband’s brother? That seemed too juvenile, even for Bella.
“And lately I’ve taken into account your preference, especially when I have such limited time with you,” she rolled her eyes. “And as for the rest of it,” she sighed, draining the contents of her glass. “You remember the way things used to be,” she poured herself another glass, avoiding her sister’s eyes. “He used to hate leaving, always wanted to be here with me. We only fight so much because he’s never here, I keep thinking the more time we spend together… I just feel slighted, Bella. He comes home smelling like…” She stopped herself, running a hand through her dark hair. “I can’t help that I love him so much, can I?” she sighed, looking up at her sister again.
“Of course,” Bellatrix answered, draining what was left of her glass. “While I’m at it, might as well have some fun and have someone leave an anonymous note in her underwear draw, see what a calm exterior she keeps then.” She answered after a moment. Truthfully she hadn’t expected anything different from Narcissa. This whole plan was for her, she was the one caught up on Andromeda like a heartbroken teenager left at prom yet it was up to Bellatrix to get her hands dirty. Not that she cared in the slightest however, where was the fun in life if you didn’t get a little dirty every now and then?
An expression of pure amusement took over her features as she listened to her sister, satisfied that she had achieved what she had planned to do. Sleeping with Lucius was one thing, but really where was the fun in it if she couldn’t dangle it in front of her sister’s ignorant nose? “Rabastian? Don’t make me laugh. He’s a worse fuck than his brother is. And I never thought that was possible.” Bellatrix lied effortlessly. Not through lack of trying on his part but she had never slept with Rabastian due to no other reason but the fact she loved how irritated he got whenever she reminded him that his brother slept with her whenever he wanted and Rabastian would never get that chance. “I haven’t been seeing him for as long as I’ve known him mind you, don’t think for a second I’m in danger of actually settling down with someone.”
A cool laugh left Bellatrix’s lips as she listened to Narcissa’s story, that victorious feeling never leaving her. She could quite honestly take the credit for all of it, after all it was only once they had started meeting in the dead of night his time for his wife became practically non-existent. She couldn’t tell if it was due to guilt or sheer boredom with his wife. She guessed the latter, while Bellatrix had influenced her sister rather well for most parts, she didn’t see Narcissa as overly adventurous in the bedroom. Or the kitchen. Or the study. Or the bathroom. “Pity.” Bellatrix exhaled when she finally had a chance to speak. “Smelling like what exactly though?” she continued interestedly as she tilted her head to the side, watching her sister closely. “Perhaps not, but I always said you love for him would be your downfall, if you remember correctly.”
I missed you!!!! Wanna keep going where we left?YES! I’ve just got to clean my room then I’ll get right onto that!
If you still want me, I’m happy to start roleplays were they left of, or start afresh. Either way.
I’m really sorry everyone but I’ve sat back and had a look at just how much work I’ve got to do and it’s ridiculous, not to mention it’s only my second day back and it’s only going to get worse from here. I really need to do well this year and this really only leaves me with two choices, I either go on semi-hiatus and only come on on weekends or I delete roleplay all together. I’m not sure which one I’m going to go with, but you all deserve an active fully Amycus and I just can’t do that. I’m sorry guys, I really do love you all.
ooc: I’m really sorry guys, I promise I’ll reply tomorrow. The first day back at school always tires me.
ooc: I’ve just got some homework to do then I’ll be on to reply (:
School will be the death of me -.-
