#proudlestrange

[bellacassioblack]

Bed - put this in my inbox and I will write my characters reaction to waking up next to yours

She woke to the heavy weight of an arm draped over her, the one it attached to breathing lightly on her neck as the first rays of sunlight started to creep through the curtains. Morning. Another morning waking up as such. Bella rolled, lifting a hand to rub at her eyes before sitting up and dragging the sheet with her. Bella isn't old fashioned enough to pretend sex doesn't exist before marriage but sex with someone while set to be married to another is a line she hadn't thought she would cross. And sleeping with the brother of said intended was far beyond that.

But she'd been good her whole life and Rabastan was a pureblood, one wholly dedicated to, for the most part, the ideals that she herself held dear. Perhaps that should make things right in their own twisted way. But it didn't and it meant she was betraying her family.

She ran a finger down his chest, sighing heavily, before getting up in search of clothes that had been thrown aside the night before. "You need to get up, Rabastan." Her tone was clear, as it always was, words calculated to neither cause anger or create mischievousness. His head lifted and she had to resist the urge to smile. "Someone will be wondering where you are and I've got to check in on my sisters today, so really it's an..."

Before she could finish her sentence an arm was wrapped around her waist, pulling her close again. "It's about six in the morning, Bella. They can wait." The hand that was creeping back up her shirt let her know where he wanted to steer the conversation back to.

"We can't just -"

"We can. We already did."

"My sisters..." He just sighed, either not willing to create an argument or a conversation at all and he pulled her down to the bed. She settled easily, pressing a kiss to his lips with just a hint of a grin. "Well... one more hour won't hurt anyone."

[controlthepower]

into the darkness | rabastan & dorcas

Dark... it's so dark. The streetlights hardly do anything to help. Her breathing is ragged, like she's just been running, but she hasn't, she's just scared. She doesn't like being out here, alone, but she had gotten so involved in her book at the local diner, that she had lost track of time. And by the time the diner closed, it was well past good time to walk home by herself. And she hadn't thought to bring her wand- wand equals magic equals bad around people, Dorcas did not want to do that- and that only meant one thing; walking home. And that was just as bad as magic to her.

She crosses her arms across her chest, hugging herself, her eyes always scanning the streets. She was on edge, and she can feel her fingers sparking. Stupid, so stupid, why did she lose track of time?

She sucks in a deep breath, instantly coming to a stop as soon as she hears footsteps behind her. The hair on the back of her neck prickles and she sees the streetlights flicker- her doing, must stop. But she's scared and anxious and it's not going to stop, it's just going to get worse. She takes in another breath, then turns around, looking down the street towards the person, who was doing well to hide in the shadows. "H-hello?" Oh, she was going to get killed. This was so horror movie-esque and the feeling in the pit of her stomach did nothing to help. But she at least tried to be brave, to prove that she wasn't scared, when she was. Oh, why wasn't she brave like everyone else? Why didn't she bring her wand? This was trouble. And there was nothing she could do to change it.

[controlthepower]

“Tell me where they are!”

"I don’t know!" The words rip out of her throat and it causes a street light behind him to shatter. She stares up at him, wide eyed, full of fear. How did she let herself get cornered? She was in trouble, and she knew it. Her eyes sweep from side to side, looking for a way out, something, but he was there, blocking every possible exit. "I don’t know why you think I would know, I don’t do anything! Not really! I don’t know much, I swear!"

Dorcas chokes back a sob, blinking quickly to get rid of the tears. Another street light down the road flickers and then breaks and she winces, hearing the glass hit the ground. She looks up at him, then down the street, before she begins to panic. “Let me go, please, I didn’t do anything, I won’t do anything, just leave me alone!” Her chest heaves with her heavy breathing and she let out a small sob as she feels the last strand of control leave. And then it just seems to explode. She feels it leave her body and then watches in shock and horror as a blast of air flies towards Rabastian, sending him spiriling backwards. “Oh, Merlin…” she whispers as he lands a few feet away from her.

And that’s all she needs to send her running, trying to get as far away from the man as possible She can’t get caught, she can’t control her powers, she’s a mess, and she and now Rabastian, knows it.