WISHLISTS: Rhapsody In Green (Bellatrix/Lily)
Author: plaidphoenix
Recipient: hikarievandar
Title: Rhapsody In Green
Pairing: Lily/Bellatrix
Request/Prompt: Canon Divergence
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 671
Summary: What if Lily wasn’t a muggle born witch after all?
Author's Notes: So that's two times Snape didn't stand a chance and didn't know it.
“Don’t be so pathetically desperate, Severus,” Lily coldly declares as she makes her way into the Slytherin common room. “The way you let Potter and Black walk all over you, there’s no way I could ever consider you as an acceptable suitor.”
“And Bellatrix is?” Severus hisses. “She’s pledged to be married.”
“A trifling affair to be sure,” Lily moans, not bothering to hide the contempt she now feels for her childhood friend. “Unlike you, Severus, Bellatrix has no objections to standing up for herself or getting what she wants. She’s going through with the marriage out of respect for her parents. Or do you not understand the concept of familial obligations.”
“What would you know of that,” Snape demands, his face red and blotchy with a slow building rage.
“You forget, dear Severus,” Lily observes, “that I’m not the muggle-born witch who once came to Hogwarts wide eyed and innocent. What you knew then and chose not to tell me is that I’m not muggle-born at all but a member of the sacred 28, unlike you. Thankfully the Sorting Hat had the intelligence to be honest with me.”
“Just because you’re a Malfoy by blood doesn’t make you a Malfoy by deed,” Snape observes with a desperate gasp. “Your grandfather was a squib and exiled from Malfoy Manor. That’s why you never knew the truth.
“It makes me more then you, Sev,” Lily notes. “And are you jealous Lucius holds me in higher esteem then you?”
“I, jealous of you?” Snape nearly bellows. It’s clear he’s quickly losing the steely calm he’s so well known for.
“Yes, I think you are,” Lily remarks, her eyes dancing while a cunningly delightful smile spreads across her lips. “Understand me, Severus, because this is the last time I’m going to say this. There will never, ever, be anything between us. Never! I’d rather be dead then marry you. That’s the only thing that berk Potter and I have in common. Now get out of my sight before I feel the need to shrink what little remains of your manhood.”
And with that, Lily marches down the corridor to her dormitory, leaving Snape behind in a growing pool of his ever shrinking self-respect. Opening the door to her dorm, she crosses the room and climbs into bed.
“Is it done,” a deep, sultry voice asks.
“It’s done,” Lily answers as she lies down next to Bellatrix, resting her head on her lover’s shoulder. “And I had to deal with Snape on the way back.”
“Snape is such a fool,” Bellatrix observes as she takes Lily’s hand in hers, intertwining their fingers. “But Dumbledore first, once he’s removed from the school, that will be one less obstacle to the Dark Lord’s rise.”
“Agreed,” Lily says with a contented smile. “You know I’d never question you in public, love, but are you certain you want to marry Rodolphus?”
“Do I want to? No, I don’t, pet,” Bellatrix answers as she leans in to give Lily a gentle kiss on her forehead. “But you know I have to. It’s what we’re required to do for the greater good.”
“I suppose,” Lily replies, feeling safe and content lying there next to the only person she’ll ever love. “I just shudder to think who Abraxas will have me marry.”
“He’ll probably have you marry Rabastan,” Bellatrix observes, “to help cement the Malfoy family position.”
“Urg,” is all Lily can say, the very thought of any man, let alone Rabastan, touching her sending unpleasant shivers down her spine.
“Don’t worry love,” Bellatrix coos as she rolls over on her side to give Lily a proper kiss on the lips. “They may take our bodies but they’ll never have our hearts or our love.”
“I just love it when you get all mushy,” Lily giggles.
“Watch it you,” Bellatrix tries to growl, “or you’ll get an Unspeakable, but not the kind you’re thinking of.”
“Only if you’re a good girl,” Lily teases as she slowly, seductively begins to remove her clothes.
Recipient: hikarievandar
Title: Rhapsody In Green
Pairing: Lily/Bellatrix
Request/Prompt: Canon Divergence
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 671
Summary: What if Lily wasn’t a muggle born witch after all?
Author's Notes: So that's two times Snape didn't stand a chance and didn't know it.
“Don’t be so pathetically desperate, Severus,” Lily coldly declares as she makes her way into the Slytherin common room. “The way you let Potter and Black walk all over you, there’s no way I could ever consider you as an acceptable suitor.”
“And Bellatrix is?” Severus hisses. “She’s pledged to be married.”
“A trifling affair to be sure,” Lily moans, not bothering to hide the contempt she now feels for her childhood friend. “Unlike you, Severus, Bellatrix has no objections to standing up for herself or getting what she wants. She’s going through with the marriage out of respect for her parents. Or do you not understand the concept of familial obligations.”
“What would you know of that,” Snape demands, his face red and blotchy with a slow building rage.
“You forget, dear Severus,” Lily observes, “that I’m not the muggle-born witch who once came to Hogwarts wide eyed and innocent. What you knew then and chose not to tell me is that I’m not muggle-born at all but a member of the sacred 28, unlike you. Thankfully the Sorting Hat had the intelligence to be honest with me.”
“Just because you’re a Malfoy by blood doesn’t make you a Malfoy by deed,” Snape observes with a desperate gasp. “Your grandfather was a squib and exiled from Malfoy Manor. That’s why you never knew the truth.
“It makes me more then you, Sev,” Lily notes. “And are you jealous Lucius holds me in higher esteem then you?”
“I, jealous of you?” Snape nearly bellows. It’s clear he’s quickly losing the steely calm he’s so well known for.
“Yes, I think you are,” Lily remarks, her eyes dancing while a cunningly delightful smile spreads across her lips. “Understand me, Severus, because this is the last time I’m going to say this. There will never, ever, be anything between us. Never! I’d rather be dead then marry you. That’s the only thing that berk Potter and I have in common. Now get out of my sight before I feel the need to shrink what little remains of your manhood.”
And with that, Lily marches down the corridor to her dormitory, leaving Snape behind in a growing pool of his ever shrinking self-respect. Opening the door to her dorm, she crosses the room and climbs into bed.
“Is it done,” a deep, sultry voice asks.
“It’s done,” Lily answers as she lies down next to Bellatrix, resting her head on her lover’s shoulder. “And I had to deal with Snape on the way back.”
“Snape is such a fool,” Bellatrix observes as she takes Lily’s hand in hers, intertwining their fingers. “But Dumbledore first, once he’s removed from the school, that will be one less obstacle to the Dark Lord’s rise.”
“Agreed,” Lily says with a contented smile. “You know I’d never question you in public, love, but are you certain you want to marry Rodolphus?”
“Do I want to? No, I don’t, pet,” Bellatrix answers as she leans in to give Lily a gentle kiss on her forehead. “But you know I have to. It’s what we’re required to do for the greater good.”
“I suppose,” Lily replies, feeling safe and content lying there next to the only person she’ll ever love. “I just shudder to think who Abraxas will have me marry.”
“He’ll probably have you marry Rabastan,” Bellatrix observes, “to help cement the Malfoy family position.”
“Urg,” is all Lily can say, the very thought of any man, let alone Rabastan, touching her sending unpleasant shivers down her spine.
“Don’t worry love,” Bellatrix coos as she rolls over on her side to give Lily a proper kiss on the lips. “They may take our bodies but they’ll never have our hearts or our love.”
“I just love it when you get all mushy,” Lily giggles.
“Watch it you,” Bellatrix tries to growl, “or you’ll get an Unspeakable, but not the kind you’re thinking of.”
“Only if you’re a good girl,” Lily teases as she slowly, seductively begins to remove her clothes.