 Made of Awesome | Ern-la the Best-wa | TZ's Apogee
Instead of reacting with fear or some sort of sickening Gryffindor attempt at courage, Snape fell into their old patterns of banter. It made Bellatrix smirk as well. They were going to play the old games, were they? The rules hadn't changed much, and she found the whole process suddenly much more satisfying. "You know better than that, Severus. For the Master's own precious spy, marks on the face and hands must be healable and you must be able to walk out. I don't want to mar that face, Severus. As for your wand, you can't fight back. You know you deserve this, or you would have tried to hurt me when I was on your lap. You'll take your punishment, you WANT me to hurt you. Then you'll go back to your Mudblood woman and try not to think about how quickly you would have jumped from her bed to mine. I wonder how she'll take the news," she put a slender white finger to her lip and tapped her wand against her thigh.
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