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Bellatrix knew it would change everything.

She looked at Rita, so happy and silly, dancing at the table in her living room, while Bella was lying on the couch. Music was trying to replace all thoughts, but it couldn't drown them out. Bella must destroy their little happiness for greatness.

Was it worth it?

"Come here," said Bella, pointing to her lap.

"I am dancing," answered Rita, but came. Her hands rested on Bella's hips, slowly moving upward.

"We need to talk."

"Oh, do we?"

Rita's lips stole one long kiss, then another, and after a few more, Black didn't want to talk either.

Tugging Rita's hair back, Bella bit her precious neck, giving her new marks of possession. Couldn't stop until Skeeter begged Bella to put her fingers inside her. And she provided.

She fucked her hard, ignoring tremors in the blond body, her loud moans, and tiny tears. She marked Rita: scratching her back, slapping her ass, giving new hickeys. When Rita was ready to come, Bella stopped, watching Skeeter ready to lick the dust for it. And only after that was she allowed to finish.

Their bedroom was chilly. The wind drifted into the room, making Rita's nipples hard. Bellatrix looked at her beautiful lover, so fragile and vulnerable at first sight. However, Bella knew. Rita was anything but fragile.

"Come here," murmured Rita, slapping the bed. Bella hesitated but came, sat near Blondie. "Take off your clothes."

"No".

"Why–".

At that moment, Rita knew.

"At the end of the month, I will become Lestrange."

Silence in the room was heavy. Bella looked inside her favorite eyes and was able to see all the hate that was growing in Skeeter.

"When did you take the Mark?". She didn't ask; she demanded the answer.

"Yesterday".

Rita coughed from laughter.

"At least you fucked me only once with your filthy hand. Get out."

Bella was still sitting; still clinging to her delusions about how this would end. But Rita wasn't joking. She propped herself up without covering her breast. Looked at Bellatrix's eyes, took a deep breath, and spat in the Black's face.

"I said: Get out".

Next morning Rita published her most famous article.

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Sirius finally had them.

It started as revenge. He hated Reggie, hated that he stole his best friend, his true brother, from him. His only family. And he wanted to hurt Reggie as he was hurt himself.

So he had them. At first, it was just about Pandora. She was like a little sister to Reggie, like James to Sirius. Sweet, a little bit insane, and intense. Also, she was really a desirable one.

But when Sirius started to hit on Dora, he found out that she is never alone. Because Evan was never just her twin.

Twins always spoke flirtily. Touching him, touching each other. Sirius was overwhelmed when he saw how they kissed the first time. He was frozen when they started kissing him together.

Evan's cold fingers professionally undressed him. His hands were hungry for action, and his mouth wanted Sirius. Dora was looking, sitting in a chair, curling hair on her finger, while Sirius tried not to moan sluttily. Evan was good, his blond angel.

He was breathing heavily, coming in his angel's mouth. Sirius was never in this situation before, and now he was standing all naked in front of twins, questioning what the hell happened.

Dora got up, came to Evan, and looked in Black's eyes while kissing her brother after Sirius had come. Her one hand got into Evan's blond hair; her other one was on his ass. So vague, so bold, so passionate. Sirius was fascinated; he was hard again.

'What do you want?' Pandora whispered, asking Evan, asking Sirius, asking none.

'You, it's always you,' said Evan.

Sirius swallowed.

'Today you need to share, ma cherie'.

Fucking Dora was more than he could ever imagine. She was between them, she was shaking in pleasure, she was kissing and biting and kissing again and again, while both of them were inside her. Sirius was touching her nipple when Evan was licking another. Pandora was groaning, asking for more.

She was lying in bed, breathing heavily, so sweaty and beautiful in unusual way. Sirius wasn't able to stop looking at her. He wanted more; he wanted these two angels.

He forgot about revenge. Furthermore, he was totally lost in the Rosier twins.

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that's my first time writing in English, I hope it's not so bad....