Waiting

Bella continued to stroke Ron, and bent her lips to his neck, nuzzling softly as she pressed against his body, causing a groan of pain to issue forth from him. His wounds began to bleed in earnest once more, and as the pace of Bella\'s hand quickened, bring him closer to release, Bella bit into his flesh, tearing a gaping chunk from him and drinking hungrily from the blood which poured from him. She heard Ginny start to scream, and the laughter bubbled up from her throat until she had to stop drinking in order to stop herself from choking as the laughter continued to pour from her mouth.

She kept her hand where it was, her grip tightening slightly, and turned and looked at Ginny. The girls face was red and tears streamed unchecked from her now puffy eyes, and down her face, and the sight of her terror and pain caused Bella to laugh even more. When her laughter had ended, she began to stroke Ron again, grinning as he made little grunts of satisfaction even as he groaned in pain, the blood completely soaking his body in a sea of red. He grunted loudly, and she could feel his release coming, and just as he orgasmed, she slid the knife she still held in her hand through his neck, enjoying the look of shock on his face as he died shooting himself uselessly on the floor.

Ginny was still screaming, and Bella let the now limp organ fall from her hand and made her way over to the girl. She raised her hand up and backhanded Ginny across the face, stopping the scream as it came out. Then she took the knife and began to make a methodical series of cuts, starting with the girls collar bone. Short and even, and soon Ginny was screaming again - not in terror but in pain. Bella flicked the sharp blade absently, and Ginny was continuously screaming now, as her nipple was cut from her breast, and blood poured out, causing Bella to drop her head and suckle, as though she were a babe on her mother\'s breast.

After a moment, Bella lifted her head and grinned darkly at the terror stricken girl. \"Would you like me to spare you?\"

Hope blossomed in Ginny\'s heart and she croaked out a weak,\"Yes, please.\"

Bella dropped the hand that held the knife to her side and tilted her head slightly, seemingly thinking about whether she would or not. A minute passed, and then two, and Ginny forced herself not to cry and met Bella\'s dark gaze. Suddenly, Bella nodded sharply, and Ginny sighed in relief. Before she could even finish the breath she exhaled, however, Bella swung her arm up and lodged the knife in Ginny\'s eye, smirking in satisfaction when she saw the puzzled look on the girl\'s face before it turned blank and dead.

Bella called out in a sing-song voice, and a flaxen haired man entered the cell, regal even in this setting, looking around and picking his way carefully around the blood that seeped over the floor, and made his way next to Bella. \"Did you enjoy yourself?\" Lucius asked dryly, one eyebrow delicately raised.

Bella shrugged and slid one bloody hand around Lucius\' neck, pulling him close to her. Lucius grinned and met her lips with his own, savoring the blood and musky scent of the girl on Bella\'s lips. The kiss deepened, and he slid his tongue into her mouth, smirking slightly into the kiss when she moaned loudly and pressed her blood drenched body against him. The dead bodies still pressed against the walls were silent witnesses, as Lucius pulled Bella\'s gown up and moved with her until she was flush against the wall. She whimpered softly as he loosed himself from his pants and thrust into her, setting a brutal pace that she kept easily up with.

She wrapped her legs around his waist and met his violent taking of her, her own lust fueled by the scent of blood and death. Lucius thrust in and out of her, his pace quickened even more, and she raked her nails down his back, her long nails easily tearing the silk fabric of his shirt and leaving trails of blood behind. Lucius grunted and slammed her against the wall, his breath coming in short gasps as he continued his merciless pounding into her, eyes darkening as she began to clench herself around his hardness. \"Bitch,\" he gasped out, causing her lips to curl up in a wicked smile.

She turned her head, and she moaned loudly as she realized she was staring into the dead, unseeing eyes of Ron. A Small wave of pleasure washed through her, building slowly as Lucius continued his relentless pounding into her. She felt her climax building in her, wave after wave growing larger, and as Lucius clamped down on her neck and marked her, the climax flooded through her body, wrenching a scream from her throat as he released himself into her, unable to hold back any longer. He pulled out of her quickly and smirked, and she laughed darkly, pulling her gown down and rubbing her neck absently, licking her own blood from her fingertips. \"Suitable, as always, Lucius,\" she said casually, and walked from the room without looking back.

Lucius shook his head slightly, and with a wave of his hand released the bodies from the wall. They fell with sickening thuds, reaching the ground almost simultaneously, and he bent with a swift movement to retrieve the knife she had dropped, not wanting to listen to her shriek incessantly that she had lost it, and of course it would be his fault. Lucius turned his nose up at the mess, and made his way from the room as quietly as he had entered, leaving the door open behind him. No need to worry about those two escaping, and for once at least, someone else could take care of Bellatrix\'s mess.