Chapter 6
Chapter 6:
“God damn it, Peter! I thought we were friends!”
“You bloody traitor!”
“Go, Peter, go! Kill those bloody bastards!”
“Peter, I swear to god, we’re disowning you if you do this- no, goddamnit!”
“Why? Why? Why would you kill me instead of her? How could you do this?”
Bellatrix cackled with delight as Pettigrew made himself useful for once in his life. Before they’d all gathered together, she’d promised him a great reward if he turned against his friends and protected her instead.
And so far, it looked like she would be buying him that chocolate bar. He didn’t look it, but the stupid rat was good at hide and seek.
The game went on until she was the only one still standing, and the word “defeat” flashed across her screen. She didn’t care about that- just the fact that her character was the only one that was decidedly not a ghost.
“That’s not fair! Bella cheated! I don’t know how, but she did!”
“That is completely and totally true, Sirius. Congratulations.”
“What did she promise you, Peter? To kiss her girlfriend in front of you?”
“No! But I will get a nice chocolate bar out of the deal. And she promised not to kill me if she was an imposter.”
“That’s low, Peter. Even for you, that’s low.”
“Like you two would’ve done differently if Bellatrix had asked you,” Remus butted in. “Unfortunately for Peter, she didn’t, because she despises the both of you.”
Sirius huffed from his perch on the top of Remus’s chair. “No, we wouldn’t! I would rather die than betray my friends!”
“But the chocolate, Sirius!” James grinned, putting an arm around Evans before immediately getting shrugged off.
“Stop making such a big deal out of it,” Andy scolded, rolling her eyes. “Let’s play another game. I haven’t gotten to be imposter yet.”
“That’s because we’ve only played one round,” Cissy frowned.
“Yes, and I wasn’t the imposter. It was horrendous.”
Sighing, Bellatrix jabbed the start button.
“I’m it!” Hermione grinned from above her. Bellatrix was sitting on the floor, while her girlfriend (there was no denying it, at this point) had wrapped her legs around her from her spot on the couch, earning them some very suggestive looks from Sirius.
“Hermione, I will do whatever you want tonight if you don’t kill me.”
“That’s not fair!” James complained. “The rest of us can’t grant her sexual favors!”
The group laughed, interrupted by a “Nooooo” from Sirius as Hermione killed him. “Oh, how I love walking by people’s dead bodies,” Bellatrix grinned as she walked by a dead body.
“Don’t be crude, Bella,” Cissy admonished, wrinkling her nose. “You’re always-”
“Oi, Jamie, run!”
Apparently, James did not run fast enough, as this was followed by another cry of anguish as Hermione knocked another kill under her belt. “Ha!”
“Bella, your girlfriend is too good at this game,” James grumbled. Then, after a moment of consideration, he added, “Still much more fun to be around than you, though.”
A pillow went flying across the room to hit him square in the face. Which she had absolutely nothing to do with.
“C’mon, guys, finish your tasks so we can win!” Andy yelled. “Who the fuck hasn’t finished them, anyway?”
“5 bucks says it’s Cissy…,” Sirius muttered.
“I’m almost done, I promise!” Cissy said, somewhat hysterically. “I just need her to stop chasing me!”
“Darling, stop chasing Cissy, per favor?”
“I’m not chasing her.”
“Then who the hell is?”
“Oh, that’s me,” Evans said. “You know Hermione’s pink, right? I’m not the imposter.”
“Why are you following me, then?!”
“You’re very easy to scare. It’s fun.”
“That’s not an excuse!”
“Just do your damn tasks, Cissy!” Sirius shouted. “And don’t go to storage!”
“Why?”
“That’s where Hermione is,” Bellatrix explained. “He’s stalking her.”
“That is corre- Noooo, Remus, run!”
Judging by Hermione’s scream of frustration, Remus managed to get away. Bellatrix, done with her tasks (unlike Cissy) had tucked herself into a nice corner in comms that she knew was impossible to see from the outside hallway. Fortunately, Hermione didn’t know all of her hiding spots.
Unfortunately, Hermione was sitting right behind her and knew exactly where she was.
“Hermione, why?! How could you do that to me?”
“All’s fair in love and war.”
“Awww!” chorused the group.
“You’re sleeping on the couch tonight.”
Hermione gasped in mock outrage. “Well, excuse you.”
“Narcissa! Run! Do something good for once in your life!”
“Oh, shut up, Sirius!”
“Yes!”
“Damnit!”
Defeat
“Hey, make it harder for the imposter, will you? They’ve won both games.”
“That’s because everyone else sucks at this game.”
“We do not suck!” protested Sirius.
“We swallow!” proclaimed James.
“Swallow what?” asked Cissy.
“Never you mind,” grumbled Bellatrix. “And, yeah, I’ll make it a tad bit harder.”
“Thank you.”
While she did this, she felt Hermione’s hands playing with her hair, and she leaned further back into her. Perhaps she would reconsider exiling her to the couch tonight.
Smiling and relaxing at her girlfriend’s fingers teasing through her hair, she started the game.