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trinitydayA drabble, for anyone who's interested. It's cut because it's Sirius/Bellatrix. For those of you who hate Blackcest, don't worry. I'll have some other (non-Sirius/Bellatrix) shippy drabbles out over the next few days.
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Sirius hated his cousin sometimes. He hated the way Bellatrix listened to their family and the other pureblood fanatics. He hated how she practiced the Dark Arts and cursed Muggles and Muggle-born – both with her words and her wand.
He hated how she came to him in the dead of the night. He especially hated how he always let her into his bed.
But most of all Sirius hated how, sometimes, in the dead of the night, he went to Bellatrix. He might hesitate, but he always ended up in her room, her bed.
And Sirius hated himself for it.
Sirius hated his cousin sometimes. He hated the way Bellatrix listened to their family and the other pureblood fanatics. He hated how she practiced the Dark Arts and cursed Muggles and Muggle-born – both with her words and her wand.
He hated how she came to him in the dead of the night. He especially hated how he always let her into his bed.
But most of all Sirius hated how, sometimes, in the dead of the night, he went to Bellatrix. He might hesitate, but he always ended up in her room, her bed.
And Sirius hated himself for it.