The Devils Hands Are Idle Play Things.

The next morning could not have been any more awkward for either of the three boys. Harry woke spread-eagled on the bed, Ron lying across his chest and Draco across his legs. He rubbed his eyes and re-called last nights events. The smell of vodka still hung in the air. The clothes lay strewn across the floor and harry suddenly realised a knocking at the door.

He walked over to the door in nothing but his boxers and to his surprise lucius opened the door. He was expecting someone like Hermoine or Ginny to come storming in complaining that someone called them a dike or something, as per usual, fucking lesbians he thought to himself.

"Lucius what can i do you for?"

"Well apparantley you've already been done, so my request seems rather pointless."

"What do you mean?" asked harry

Harry noticed his gaze move towards the bed. He understood.

Lucius beckoned harry outside of the dark room. Harry followed intently.

Lucius said "I have some unfinished work to do, so if you don't mind could you make sure you three stay out of my room for the next few hours? Thanks."

Harry started to wonder, what kind of "work" has to be done alone and in a room? What kind of work could possibly need all the privacy?

He walked back into the room and the other two were now in a loving embrace. Snoring. Harry thought to himself "You two suck".

He left the room and went to the kitchen to make something to eat. On his way back to the bedroom he heard a women screaming. He walked over to Lucius' and Narcissa's room. He hid behind the door and opened it just a tiny crack to peer inside without making too much notice.

Inside he saw a very large bed draped in thin black curtains, he saw a set of hands tied to the top posts and two feet tied to the bottom. He made out a silhouette of a person tied down to the bed. Lucius was coming over to the bed, he was naked, and holding a large knife in his hands.

A woman's voice was heard from the bed and she said "Are you going to hurry up, i want you so bad right now!"

Lucius opened a window just slightly so a fraction of light was shown onto the bed, revealing a naked women with mangly black hair, and a look of pure want in her eyes.

Harry slowed his breathing down to a minimum so as to avoid being heard, and caught.

Lucius came over to the bed drew back the curtains and climbed into the bed, he climbed on top of her, both naked bodies rubbing against each other. He sat upright and crouched over, holding the knife towards the woman's throat. The shine of the blade from the window was reflected into her eyes and he slowly slid the knife across her throat, not deep enough to kill, but deep enough to make her bleed.

Lucius bent down and licked up the blood onto his lips, he lent over to give her a very passionate kiss, smearing her own blood back on to her face.

He then re-positioned himself, he lay perfectly flat on top of her, placed his knees to the side so he was semi-crouched above the women, who harry still had no idea who she was.

He threw his long blonde hair over his shoulder and lowered himself down so that he could start to fuck her. He Put his cock inside her and started to fuck her hard. Lucius bent over for a kiss, smearing even more of her blood up her cheek, by now the blood had dripped its way down to the top of her breasts.

In time with his thrusts he grabbed at her breasts, smearing the blood all down her chest, he fingered her nipples in his hands and she started to moan loudly, screaming for more.

Harry was not sure he wanted to continue to watch but he did intently.

Lucius licked up her cleavage and she threw her head back allowing him to lick up her neck to the top of her chin. He continued to fuck her very hard.

She screamed and screamed for more, but lucius was nearly done. He came and slowly started to stop fucking her. Both lay there panting heavily.

Harry slowly backed away from the bedroom door, realising that this scene had turned him on immensely, he walked back to the room were Draco and Ron lay in bed kissing each other.

He told them what he had just seen ending with a question of "Who was that girl?"

Draco asked for a description of her, harry explained about the mangled hair, the filthy look, and that look of pure want.

With a serious tone in his voice draco replied;

"Bellatrix."


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