Fake dating
“Bellatrix Lestrange”
“AHHHHH!” I scream through my dorm, knocking over stuff in my room. I run over to the fire and throw the letter in.
In the letter this was writing:
Dear Bellatrix,
We hope your last year at Hogwarts is going well.
You better not bring our family to a disgrace like your cousin did!
You will honor the Black house!
We have found you a nice husband that you shall wed when you’re finished school.
Rodolphus Lestrange, he has sworn allegiance to the dark lord.
Druella
I’m fuming. I am not marrying a man that my parents have chosen for me! I will not accept this.
I am undermining my parents, I have to do something! But what?
Rodolphus, I know him, he’s in the year behind me. Is he dropping out of school to marry me? Or do I have to wait a year?
No! I will do neither! I am not marrying a man I don’t want to, I will… ugh.
But I want to join the dark lord, and that’s probably only possible if I marry him. No it won't, he doesn't care who I marry.
My head snaps when the door opens, Narcissa walks in and I march over to her.
“Did you know our parents are planning on wedding me with Rodolphus!” I shout at her.
Her always calming look turns shocked. “No I didn’t,” she states calmly. “I don’t want to! So I want to get back at them, but I don’t know how!” I tell her.
“Well you could date somebody else, our parents would maybe let that slip, if you marry another person,” she answers me.
Narcissa was always the smart one and the calm one of the family. “Do you have anyone in mind?” I ask her. “No, but it should be somebody from last year, than you can marry them directly after school finishes.”
So, that’s what me and Narcissa do, we look for a suitable candidate.
“Her? You can’t be sirius! She’s not even a slytherin!” I cry out. “That’s the point, being with someone who isn’t even a Slytherin will make out parents extra mad,” Narcissa says, I grin, she’s really smart.
Cissa pushes me towards the girl and I stumble, before I continue over to her. “Hello, I’m Bellatrix as you probably already know and you’re going to help me,” I smirk.
The girl, Rita, looks at me with big eyes. She’s a Ravenclaw, but she doesn’t seem like one.
“You want me to do what?” she calls
out.
I sigh deeply: “I want you to fake date me, because my parents want me to marry someone I don’t! Get it? It’s not that hard!”
“And why would I do that? What’s in it for me?” She asks rebelliously. I glance over at Cissa for help, she doesn’t.
My eyes find Rita’s again: “What’s in it for you, you ask? Well first of all, you get to date mé! Second of all, if you don’t do it I will find you and I will kill you. Third, if you do this I will be,” I hesitate and mutter the last bit, “I’ll be forever in your debt.”
She takes me in curiously and smirks: “Fine, I will have you as my girlfriend Bellatrix Black,”
My head whips up and I look at her, just for a moment. Her white hair falls perfectly down her shoulders and her lips are painted a dark red.
Her green glasses fit perfectly with her face, but not with her outfit. Her green eyes glinter with something, but I can’t decipher what.
“So,” I continue after a minute of awkward silence, “the rules: no telling anyone we’re fake dating, tell them it’s real. We are together a lot of the time. Physical contact only if both of us agree. Kissing?” I ask her. “I’m okay with kissing your pretty face,” Rita flirts.
I roll my eyes. “Kissing only if necessary and for the rest, just stick together,” I look at her for agreement. “Fine by me,”
“Okay, I’ll see you tomorrow morning, I’m walking you to the great hall for breakfast!” I tell her as I turn around and march off to Cissa.
“She is a pureblood isn’t she?” I ask to be on the safe side. I know she would never put me together with a halfblood on purpose. “Yes she is, calm down,” Cissa answers me.
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The next morning I wait outside the Ravenclaw dorm for Rita. I wouldn’t normally, but I’m irritating my parents as hard as I can.
Plus, if Rodolphus sees me and her together it’ll be even better.
“Rita!” I call out when she walks out of her dorm.
She looks at me, looks back at her friends and does a double check.
Eyes wide in surprise she walks over to me. “Bella,” she grins. “Morning Rita, care to walk to breakfast with me?” I ask, tone simple.
“Whatever you’d like, darling,” she flirts.
“Come talk to me after breakfast,” I murmur in her ear, before leaving her at her table. I get stares from all over, but I don’t care.
I’m joining the dark lord, but I’m not marrying a man I don’t like. I’ll choose how I do it and nobody can change that. My mouth curls into a mischievous grin, walking with my head high back to my table.
I fill my plate with some food, ignoring the whispers all around me. Glaring at the people at the Slytherin table and snarling at them. They look down and stop talking.
“Goodmorning Bella,” Cissa smiles.
Why is she always in a good mood?
“Morning,” I grunt back, continuing to eat and really ignoring her.
“Looks like you’re getting company,” Cissa whispers after a few minutes. I look around and my eyes fix on Rita’s figure. She’s strolling over to us.
A small smirk plastered on her face. “Are you ready, love? You wanted to talk to me?” She announces.
I nod sharply and get up. She guides me outside and on the way out I intertwine our hands, so everyone can see it. I hear some gasps and the whispering getting louder.
“So, I’ll be bringing you to every lesson and I’ll wait for you in the morning to bring you to breakfast. I will also escort you back to your dorm in the evening.”
“And I’ll be supportive of everything you do, I will flirt with you all you like,” she answers me. I look her dead in the eye, but she doesn’t look away.
“Fine, but not too touchy, like snogging is the furthest I’ll go with you!” I tell her.
“That’s what they all say,” she whispers in my ear, walking closer.
I roll my eyes, but a smile form on my lips as I peck her lips slightly.
Rodolphus walks out the great hall and burns his eyes on me. Rita turns around sees him and pulls me in close, giving me a kiss, staring straight into his eyes.
He storms back inside and we burst out laughing.
“See you after class, sweetie,” Rita flirts as she walks inside her classroom, I wink back and turn on my heels.
“So,” Cissa says, jumping beside me out of nowhere, “that went well I see.”
She grins at me and I roll my eyes. “You’re getting along really well,” she winks at me. I scoff and turn around the corner.
“Yes, dear sister, my plan is working exceptionally. Now, shouldn’t you be off to your lesson? You can’t miss anything important for your OWLS at the end of the year, now can you?”
Cissa grunts and leaves me alone. I hold my head high as I strut to my class.
“BELLA!” a familiar voice calls out. I close my eyes tightly and sigh. Rodolphus storms at me. Eyes on fire.
He takes me by the shoulders harshly and throws me against the wall. “You little whore,” he whispers in my ear, “you will regret this!”
When my wand comes under his chin he freezes and all the anger leaves his eyes. Replacing anger with fear.
“Don’t ever call me a whore ever again! Don’t ever touch me again, don’t ever talk, look or even think about me again! And don’t think you’re better than me, because we both know that you’d be dead in less than a second!” I spit at him, forcing him back.
He practically runs out the hallway. I wave him goodbye innocently as he dares to glance back.
Like nothing happened I continue my way to class.
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“Rita!” I call out, she walks over to me, a small smirk playing on her lips. “Hey darling,” she says, giving me a quick peck on the lips.
“So,” I start, when we’re outside during our break, “Rodolphus is jealous already and he’ll probably leave me alone for now.” She hums in agreement.
“Now I’m just waiting for my parents to find out, but I think they already know.”
“What are you gonna do?” She questions.
“Nothing, they can’t make me do anything, I’ll be of age in the summer and then I don’t even have to go back there. I’m going to become the Dark Lord's most trusted Death eater.”
I don’t mind telling her this, because it’s not like she can do anything with it without me killing her first. And almost everyone knows I’m becoming a death eater once I graduate.
How Dumbledore could be that naive I don’t know, but you don’t see me complaining.
We end up sitting on the bark of a tree: me sitting against it with her head in my lap.
She’s telling me some stories of children falling and little kids crying while I braid her hair.
“Goodnight, babe,” I kiss her cheek softly. She bends over and kisses my hand lightly before turning around and marching into her dorm.
She blows a kiss over her shoulder and I head back.
Narcissa is waiting on me in the common room and she smiles softly, looking up from the book she was reading.
“The first day was a success,” I grin thankfully. No one was going to marry me off, I’m not producing heirs, I’m going to be a soldier of the dark lord.
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The next morning at breakfast I get a howler (how surprising). My parents tell me how disappointed they are and that we’re going to talk about it when we go home for the holidays. They continue to curse me until the howler shreds itself into small pieces.
With a look of satisfaction I look Rodolphus in the eye who looks back down immediately and then eye Rita staring at me from the other table.
We get up at the exact same time and head out the Great hall together.
“So?” Rita asks. “Everything is great, I will be in your debt, just keep it up until I’m of age.”
She smiles softly and holds out her hand for me, I take it and we head to our first class together.