The fine line...

Nymphetamine Fix


“Well I must admit that this is a surprise,” Ava said. “It’s been a whole 8 hours and you haven’t moved on to your next victim yet.” She tried to keep her tone amused and playful but her eyes suggested otherwise. It seemed that Bella had awoken early for the sole purpose of intercepting Ava on her way to breakfast.

“You think I victimise people?” Bella asked to which Ava just gave her a stony look. “I do not victimise people.”

Ava scoffed. “So you’re telling me that hunting people down and seducing them into your bed before you throw them away isn’t victimising?”

Bella looked indignant. “Excuse me but I think you’ll find that most people hunt me down. And besides, as you’ve pointed out many times before I have a certain reputation for doing these things so it’s not like people don’t know what they’re getting themselves in to. If they’re stupid enough to believe things will go further then that’s their own fault.”

“Look, I don’t even know why we’re having this discussion. I caved, you slept with me, now move on so I can do the same.” While she didn’t regret the events that had led to the most mind blowing sex she could ever have imagined, Ava knew that it was only a one off thing and had spent the entire morning convincing herself that it didn’t hurt.

“Are you always this feisty in the morning? Maybe I should have let you stay the night after all…” Bella smirked. Truth be told she didn’t know why she had sought Ava out that morning, why she had started up the suggestive banter all over again. Ava was right, she had got what she needed so why was she here now trying to seduce her again?

Ava smirked a little back despite herself. She could only imagine what waking up with Bella would be like, picking up exactly where they’d left off before she went to sleep.

“See, you can’t resist me.”

Ava wanted to retaliate, but she had no grounds to after the previous night’s events. She inwardly cursed the arrogant Slytherin basking in her smug superiority. Her eyes met Bella’s and both stood trying to see what the other was thinking. After a moments silence Ava turned and walked into the great hall, taking her usual spot at the Ravenclaw table.

Bella just watched her go, a million confused thoughts running through her head but her face unreadable. It wasn’t until she heard Rabastan’s voice that she snapped from her reverie.

“My God, Bellatrix. What have you let that girl do to you?”

She shook her head to gain her focus and returned her face to it’s usual cold arrogance. Turning to face him she curled her lips into a disgusted frown. “I do hope you’re not suggesting what I think you are, Rabastan.”

When all he did was stare her down in a questioning manner she sighed and led them both into the hall for breakfast. Despite the mixture of thoughts and feelings going through her at that moment, the defeated, livid expression she could see on Lucius’ face as she approached the rest of her classmates made her smirk in earnest. Bella visibly relaxed, all worried tension leaving her as she held her head up in it’s usual superior manner. As he turned to aim all his loathing on her she let her triumphant grin spread a little further as she raised a perfectly shaped eyebrow at him and took her place at the table.

If the room wasn’t full of Hogwarts staff, he would have killed her right then.

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It took Ava almost a full ten minutes before she realised that Arian was staring at her from across the table. It wasn’t like her to space out like this, but she couldn’t keep her mind off the previous night and more importantly what she was feeling.

When she did finally snap out of it and ask Arian what she was looking at, Arian just shrugged. “You look different is all. Not so much physically, but you‘re aura seems very much different.”

“Different? How do you figure?”

“Well…” Arian began slowly. “My first thought was that you must have just gotten layed last night, but then I tried to figure out who it could be and the only person I can think of that you’ve been spending time with aside from me is Black.”

Ava remained silent and took a sudden interest in her breakfast. Arian eyed her suspiciously before continuing. “We certainly didn’t do it last night and I remember you saying that you’d never give in to her so unless there’s someone else my theory for your different appearance is wrong.”

“Yeah, maybe it is. Maybe you’re just imagining it,” Ava replied while avoiding eye contact. “Or maybe,” she said, finally looking at her friend, “you’ve only just realized that you secretly want me and I look more beautiful to you now.”

Arian choked on her juice. She finally stopped coughing and looked disbelievingly at Ava who was trying her hardest not to laugh. “You’re kidding me right? What makes you think that? I told you I don’t like girls. Gees girl, you really are spending too much time around Black. Careful or you’ll end up with a superiority complex. You’re even starting to smirk like her.”

Ava laughed. “Aw come on, I’m just messing around. As if I think that highly of myself.” Both girls chuckled and went back to breakfast but Ava’s musings were put to a halt as a disturbing thought ran through her head.

‘Why shouldn’t she want me? Bella went crazy trying to get me. So why aren’t I good enough for this girl?’

It startled her. Never in her life had Ava thought this way; about herself or anyone else. Why did it bother her that Arian was really put off by the idea of being attracted to her. Arian was straight after all, why should she be attracted to Ava?

‘She did sleep with Bella though… But Bella is Bella, no one can compare themselves to that.’

After deciding that this thought conversation was going to a place she didn’t want to venture, Ava forced herself into polite conversation with her surrounding house mates until it was time to leave for class.

As she left the table Arian called out to her, “Hey Mendez! You never told me why you look different.”

Ava stopped dead in her tracks, a smirk that very much belonged on Bella’s face played along her lips. She turned her head to look over her shoulder at Arian and raised one suggestive eyebrow. Arian stared blankly for a moment before realization swept across her face. Ava just turned her head and kept walking, the almost smug grin never leaving her face. Maybe she was different today after all.

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Ava sighed deeply as she tried to concentrate on taking her Defence Against the Dark Arts notes. She recalled a conversation long ago in which Arian had prattled on about subject selection and asked Ava what she had chosen and why. Ava’s response had come automatically just like all those times someone had questioned her past. She didn’t know where the answers came from but she knew they were right. Or rather they were the right thing to say. Looking back at it now, Ava didn’t remember being given a choice in what subjects she would take while attending Hogwarts. It didn’t bother her too much. She was a transfer student after all (wasn’t she?) and didn’t expect to be given a choice.

But in this very moment she couldn’t help but think it oddly coincidental that every single one of her classes happened to have a certain black haired temptress in them and surely enough at that very moment the aforementioned girl was sitting over the other side of the classroom, tempting Ava without even trying.

A whole week had passed since their fateful night together and not much had happened between them. Sure the desire was still eminent in both their eyes when they ‘accidentally’ made contact across the room. Sure each girl had spent the week thinking about that night and how much they wanted to do it all over again. And it probably would have happened too, several times over by now if the two of them weren’t so stubborn. But as it turns out both girls seem to have been making a subconscious effort to distance themselves from the other; confused, scared and angry at what feelings had been stirred inside them.

Not having Bella follow her around trying to seduce her constantly had initially disappointed Ava but at the same time gave her an advantage to be able to sort out what was going on in her head. Easily enough to sort out were her feelings on Bella. She had decided that she wasn’t in love with her, (how can one be in love with some one they don’t like?) and simply labelled her feelings ‘infatuation’. Infatuation with her body. Infatuation with her mind. Ava knew that all she wanted was to know everything about the way Bella worked, inside and out.

Harder to label, however, were these strange ideas and feelings that had awoken since her night with the other girl. Since when had she gotten off on being beaten into submission? Why did she want it to happen again? Why was she suddenly envious of the way people crumbled at Bella’s feet? She had witnessed the darkness in Bella and in doing so had woken it in herself. She wanted, no she craved more. Bella had taken her across the line to a world where everything was primal and beautiful. A world where there was pleasure in everything if you let it take you. Even though her time in this world was short, Ava knew she couldn’t go back. Mediocrity would never satisfy. Not anymore. And there was only one person who could take her back, and that person sat across the room staring at her with hooded, emotionless eyes. Ava welcomed the shiver that ran up her spine.

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After a week of successfully avoiding Ava, almost completely avoiding Rabastan and his accusatory glances and unsuccessfully avoiding her sisters disgusted glares; she found herself again watching Ava from across the room of their Defence class. After Lucius’ storming rampage over what happened the entire Slytherin house had been on Bella’s side when they discovered that she had slept with Mendez. She had gloated to them all, telling them what Ava let her do and how Lucius would never get a chance to touch her. The rest of the house seemed to find it amusing, and many of them had often joined in on giving Lucius hell over it until he cursed several younger students.

The only people who didn’t seemed satisfied with her recent conquest were Rabastan and Narcissa who Bella could tell both thought the same thing; she had fallen for Ava. Bella sneered at the thought of them. The fools knew nothing. Sure she desired the other girl a lot more now that she knew what she was capable of in bed, but in no way did she have feelings for her. If only her two closest people would understand that.

Bella had also spent the week sorting what was going on inside her head. She didn’t like Ava. She certainly didn’t love Ava. She did hold a certain level of respect for her, but that was different. So why was Ava all she could think about? Almost every night since they were together Bella had tried screwing other girls, just to prove that she wasn’t hung up on the Ravenclaw, but Ava never left her head. She often found herself standing naked before the mirror, twisting her body so that she could see the fading remains of what Ava had done to her back and ruefully wishing that those hands could touch her everywhere.

That thought alone made Bella angry. Since when did she want anyone to touch her? She was above that. She didn’t need anyone else. Wasn’t that the point of all these conquests she made, to prove that sex was nothing but a tool to manipulate?

The Brunettes eyes met hers from across the room. As hard as it was to see her eyes perfectly from this far away, one clear expression stood out; defiance. And that’s when it hit her. That’s why she was so interested in Ava. She was the only person to ever stand up to Bella. She knew perfectly well what Bella was capable of but never showed fear. Yes, that was it, Ava was a challenge to Bella, and Bella didn’t want to back down. But even though she had satisfied herself with this conclusion it didn’t change one simple fact, she needed to have Ava again.

She broke eye contact and scribbled down one last note on her page as the end of class bell went off and then she packed up her things and left, not even throwing a last glance in Ava’s direction.

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Ava watched Bella’s retreating back until she was long gone out of the classroom before turning to pack up her own things. As she picked up her notes she noticed something that wasn’t there last time she checked. Four words. Only four simple words but the urgency in which they had been written in that all too familiar handwriting made her stomach drop. Ava swallowed hard as she packed them in to her bag and read the simple note one last time…

I want you. Now.

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A/N: I know it’s been forever, and I know that after the last chapter this is probably a bit of a disappointment. I agree with a lot of reviewers that Hermione/Ava’s change of heart was abrupt and even though that’s where I was going all along I think I could have done it more subtly. So that’s all this is really, a quick detour inside their heads so we can see reason behind why she wants what it is she wants.

So upon opening the folder on my computer with all the writings for this story I discovered I guess what you would call a possible future chapter involving one Lilly Evans. It hasn’t got much and I have no idea what I was planning on doing with it.

To all my reviewers;
I get a lot of feedback saying that this isn’t your type of story, that the concept is really wrong for you and I just want to thankyou and tell you how flattering it is that you’re enjoying it so much you want to stick it out.
To the rest of you who like the darker side of life, I hope I keep you satisfied.
Thanks for reading, your feedback is fantastic. Hopefully I won’t keep you guys waiting so long for the next one (which will have some action, I promise. Probably even the outtake from the original chapter 14). Much love…

Don’t be naïve enough to think that you’re unaffected,
The conversion has already begun…