Drabble-ish: Even Nectar is Poison
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trinitydayTitle: Even Nectar is Poison
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Sirius/Bellatrix (which means incest)
Word Count: 171
Author's Notes: Written for30_hath's challenge of the same name. The theme was back in September, before my computer woes began. This one is dedicated to Zahra, who has been a very lovely computer since I bought her.
Sirius Black was born into a family that gave him anything he could possibly desire from the moment he first suckled at his mother’s breast.
“You are a Black,” Bellatrix would say, echoing the speech her aunt, Sirius’ mother, had been giving even before her firstborn son could understand speech. “Hold your head up high. You have much to be proud of.”
Her kisses were as sweet at the honey they put in their tea when they were still children. Sirius had always received the best things in life, but he still finds that he loses himself in her.
“The Dark Lord will rid us of those filthy Mudbloods and Muggles.” Bellatrix drips poison into his ear. “He will guarantee us our rightful place in the world just as we will guarantee Him His proper place.”
Her tongue is tipped with cyanide. With every taste, Sirius knows he’s falling further and further. He is killing himself, slowly but surely.
Sirius must pick his side, soon, or it will be too late.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Sirius/Bellatrix (which means incest)
Word Count: 171
Author's Notes: Written for
30_hath's challenge of the same name. The theme was back in September, before my computer woes began. This one is dedicated to Zahra, who has been a very lovely computer since I bought her.Sirius Black was born into a family that gave him anything he could possibly desire from the moment he first suckled at his mother’s breast.
“You are a Black,” Bellatrix would say, echoing the speech her aunt, Sirius’ mother, had been giving even before her firstborn son could understand speech. “Hold your head up high. You have much to be proud of.”
Her kisses were as sweet at the honey they put in their tea when they were still children. Sirius had always received the best things in life, but he still finds that he loses himself in her.
“The Dark Lord will rid us of those filthy Mudbloods and Muggles.” Bellatrix drips poison into his ear. “He will guarantee us our rightful place in the world just as we will guarantee Him His proper place.”
Her tongue is tipped with cyanide. With every taste, Sirius knows he’s falling further and further. He is killing himself, slowly but surely.
Sirius must pick his side, soon, or it will be too late.