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Maxilocks 02-28-2009 02:27 PM

Onyx: The Blackest Winter - Sa13+
 
Onyx :: The Blackest Winter
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100 for Evan Rosier/ Bellatrix Black <3


For Rishi. Because you messed up everything.


Finished :: 10th March, 2009

{ To Do List }

1. Herbology
2. Muggle Studies
3. Transfiguration
4. Ancient Runes
5. Astronomy
6. Divination
7. Care of Magical Creatures
8. Potions
9. Defense Against the Dark Arts
10. Arithmancy
11. History of Magic
12. Charms
13. Quidditch
14. Hogwarts, A History
15. Room
16. Dragonhide gloves
17. Cauldron
18. Whomping Willow
19. Wand
20. Hogsmeade
21. Veela
22. Kneazle
23. Telescope
24. House elf
25. Sorting Hat
26. Quill
27. Owl
28. Timeturner
29. Pensieve
30. Feast
31. Dress robes
32. Common room
33. Classroom
34. Parseltongue
35. Pureblood
36. Muggle
37. Animagus
38. Patronus
39. Duel
40. Spell
41. Thestrals
42. Portraits
43. Headmaster
44. Ford Anglia
45. Torch
46. Dungeon
47. Portkey
48. Leprechaun
49. Yule Ball
50. Boggart
51. Act
52. Bore
53. Chase
54. Dare
55. Egg on
56. Fight
57. Gape
58. Hoot
59. Ignore
60. Joke
61. Kiss
62. Lope
63. Mooch
64. Nap
65. Ooze
66. Pace
67. Quell
68. Roar
69. Slap
70. Team
71. Untie
72. Vex
73. Warn
74. x-tinguish
75. Yodel
76. Zap
77. Cheerful
78. Author's choice
79. Author's Choice
80. Author's Choice
81. Depression
82. Careful
83. Fearful
84. Angry
85. Snappish
86. Daring
87. Plaid
88. Sweet Tooth
89. Past
90. Present
91. Future
92. Chocolate
93. Chicken
94. Allergic
95. Snowball
96. Socks
97. Dictionary
98. Pajamas
99. Newspaper
100. Homework


Pink = Done


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The Beginning of the Beginning

Theme # 25: Sorting Hat


She had eyes like coals, heavy-lidded and burning. There was something graceful, really graceful, about the manner in which she made her way towards the seat, mid-stage, where the sorting hat sat waiting, brim ruffled.

“Who’s that?” a fifth year asked suddenly.

“Bellatrix Black. They say she’ll turn out their jewel, the Black’s little pride,” his girlfriend replied, understandably scathingly.

“Too tall for an eleven year old,” someone else laughed.

Hand on chin, the third year Evan Rosier leaned forward to get a better view of who would, in the coming days, become one of Hogwart’s most passionately admired beauties.

Maxilocks 03-03-2009 01:58 AM

Theme # 99: Newspaper
 
[[ Enticement ]]

Theme # 99: Newspaper


It was a Sunday, the day after the sorting. Evan rubbed his eyes, eyes that had not slept much in the night – he had been messing around with Gryffindors again.

He looked out of a window on his way downstairs. It was early, no later than seven in the morning. He didn’t expect anyone to be awake, and so he went in. Into the great hall.

She sat there, reading a newspaper. Too tall for an eleven year old, last night’s words rang into his mind.

The burning eyes scarcely glanced up, even as he took a seat besides her.

Maxilocks 03-03-2009 02:02 AM

Theme # 73: Tones of Warning
 
Tones of Warning

Theme # 73: Warn


“I’m warning you.”

“Get out of my way, you –”

Unsurprisingly, Evan halted. If the first voice was haughty, the second was haughtier – And he knew both.

“What’s going on?” he asked coldly, stepping into the corridor.

Bellatrix Black glared at him, arms folded across her chest. Avery Regent, his notorious Slytherin friend, stood in front of her, wand raised. Their group – Evan’s group – was famous for this: for using curses well beyond their years, for scaring the daylights out of first years.

But the words were out of his mouth before he could stop them.

“Leave her alone, Regent.”

Maxilocks 03-03-2009 02:04 AM

Theme # 84: Angry
 
[There is] No Such Thing As Sudden

Theme # 84: Angry


Avery’s eyebrows went up so high, Evan thought they might disappear into his hair.

- Evan didn’t care.

Bellatrix threw her head back, eyes blazing. “I don’t need you help to deal with a pig-headed third year,” she spat with pride.

He felt as if someone had punched him in the face. “If you knew who you were talking with, you’d think twice before babbling, kid,” he snapped in angry tones.

It happened before he knew, before he could even close his mouth: her wand flashed red, and he was sprawled on the ground, a gash on his cheek.

Maxilocks 03-03-2009 02:09 AM

Theme # 86: Daring
 
A Change in The Predator

Theme # 86: Daring


“You have to admit – she’s daring.”

“Daring? DARING?” Evan half-shouted. “If only she knew what I could have done to her – what I can do to her – she’d be screaming like a baby.”

For some reason, Avery wasn’t angry anymore. “Listen, Rosier – she’s the kind of girl we need in our group. That curse she did on you – I wouldn’t expect just any second year to know it.”

Evan glared at him, hands clenched around his wand. “She’s going to pay for this, that’s all I have to say. And terribly.”

Maxilocks 03-03-2009 03:01 AM

Theme # 03: Transfiguration
 
[The] Surprise of a Lifetime

Theme # 03: Transfiguration


“Gosh, that guy's – wow.”

Diana Roger’s comment made Bellatrix look up from her Transfiguration book. They were by the lake, the surroundings rather crowded.

“Who?” she asked lazily.

“That one. Hotness supreme,” Diana half swooned.

Mildly interested, Bellatrix craned her neck for a better view. She could see the guy’s back, make out the shape of his highly toned physique. His hair fell to the side of his forehead with a strange natural elegance. For some reason, it made her calm, really calm, looking at him.

Then he turned, and Bellatrix’s mouth was suddenly hanging open.

Maxilocks 03-03-2009 03:08 AM

Theme # 85: Snappish
 
A New Sort of Denial

Theme # 85: Snappish


Rosier. She was staring at Evan Rosier.

Diana caught her friend’s expression and – fortunately for Bellatrix – took the disbelief as distaste.

“What?” she asked, defensively. “I know you consider all men beneath your awesomeness or whatever, but he’s not that bad, Bell.”

With an effort, Bellatrix forced herself to look away. The fringes falling to one side lingered in her mind for a moment, until she shook them away.

“He looks like a pile of giant squid fodder,” she said, kicking her spellbook and standing up.

“Why so snappish?” Diana asked, ruffled, but Bellatrix had already stormed
away.

Maxilocks 03-03-2009 03:10 AM

Theme # 46: Dungeon
 
THE! Thwack

Theme # 46: Dungeon


She had been alone for most of the day after her little episode with Diana. And yes, Diana was still not able to understand her mood swing.

She was walking with her head down, now. For some reason, she felt as if the dungeons were moving while she stood still.

“Hey, Black! Want to go on a date with me?” a fifth year called out. Under normal circumstances, she would have punched him. Today, she didn’t.

A second later, there was a loud thwack – Bellatrix Black turned to see Evan Rosier’s fist in the fifth year’s face.

Maxilocks 03-03-2009 03:47 AM

Theme # 7: Care of Magical Creatures
 
"More Pleasurable" Things

Theme # 7: Care of Magical Creatures


A ball? Bellatrix Black narrowed her eyes as their Head of House explained about the annual ball that took place after the end-of-year exams, already sure it could never match the standard that the Blacks' grand balls were known throughout the Wizarding World for.

"I'm not attending your stupid ball," she said scathingly, swinging her legs off the side of her chair, to leave the Care of Magical Creatures classroom. "I can find a dozen, more pleasurable things to do."

"Want to spend the night with me instead, Black?" Evan called from the end of the classroom.

Maxilocks 03-03-2009 04:00 AM

Theme # 98: Pajama
 
Love[ly] Nights

Theme # 98: Pajamas


She had been outside, half the night. In the grounds. With Slytherins that, later on, would all become death eaters.

But she didn’t know that now.

What Bellatrix Black knew, now, was that she was sleepy. Excited, but definitely sleepy. She ran a hand through her cascade of flowing, black hair as she said the password, and made her way into the Slytherin common room.

– Only to step back instantaneously.

He was there. In the common room. Evan Rosier, jug in hand, pouring himself a glass of water.

And even in his pajamas, Bellatrix found, he looked… simply amazing.

Maxilocks 03-03-2009 04:06 AM

Theme # 93: Chicken
 
When the Chicken Becomes Tasteless

Theme # 93: Chicken


He knew he was good-looking. Exceptionally so. The number of girls ready to jump off the North Tower, for him, verified that.

But Bellatrix Black?

What did she have that refused to let him sleep in peace? Even as a first year, she had – in Avery’s words – been “too beautiful for a kid.” And now?

It was the Black family beauty – the Blacks were a little too famous for producing handsomeness – that was so evident in her, yes, but there was also something else, something deeper.

Taking a bite of his chicken, Evan forced his thoughts off her.

Maxilocks 03-03-2009 04:33 AM

Theme # 15: Room
 
Shockingly Blonde

Theme # 15: Room


Bellatrix knew she was breaking curfew [again], but she did not care. Broomstick on shoulder, she sneaked back into the castle, her wristwatch reading two am.

It would have been smooth sailing, had she not taken a shortcut. She stepped into the nearest empty classroom - only to feel as if someone was strangling her intestines with cold iron.

- Evan Rosier stood near a window, fiercely kissing a blonde Ravenclaw.

The couple heard the noise, and broke part. She looked up for a second, and her burning gaze met Evan's. Without a word, Bellatrix lowered her eyes and walked away.

Maxilocks 03-03-2009 04:54 AM

Theme # 1: Herbology
 
Temptation Before the Lesson

Theme # 1: Herbology


"Black?"

It was ten minutes to Herbology, and Bellatrix had been pulling on her gloves. She looked around at the voice, and her eyes turned glacial.

"What do you want, Rosier?"

The scene from last night was burning into her mind - his figure, the darkness, the blonde hair all over his shoulders. She could have almost spat on him. Or cried. She wasn't sure which.

"Can we talk? Evan asked, his breathing heavy.

For a moment, she was tempted, so very tempted, by the offer. Then she threw her cascade of flowing black hair back.

"No," Bellatrix said haughtily.

Maxilocks 03-03-2009 05:07 AM

Theme # 32: Common room
 
Silence in the Snow

Theme # 32: Common room


There had been another bout of snow, in the evening. Almost all the students were outside, bathing in the white-grey fall.

Bellatrix Black was an exception.

She sat in the Slytherin common room, alone, her head buried into her shoulders. She hated Evan Rosier, she was sure of that. What she could not understand was why, when she loathed him so deeply, was she disturbed by the scene the night before last had shown her.

He's popular, isn't he? SUPPOSEDLY handsome, too. Why did I think he wouldn't have a girlfriend?

WHAT DID IT MATTER, ANYWAY?

Maxilocks 03-03-2009 05:18 AM

Theme # 31: Dress robes
 
Jealousy is Painful

Theme # 31: Dress robes


She had said she would not attend the annual ball.

Now Evan couldn’t take his eyes off her, off her silk-like hair; off her blazing eyes that refused to even glance his way; off her flowing, black dress robes.

Why had she come? Had she come to make him jealous, as he was so sure she knew he’d be? He knew he didn’t have a chance with her, not because he wasn’t good enough, but because she was too proud to admit she cared for him.

He would not have been so hurt if she hadn’t come on Avery's arm.

Maxilocks 03-03-2009 11:38 AM

Theme # 37: Animagus
 
Serious[ly Uninteresting]

Theme # 37: Animagus


The wind was chilly, tonight. Very, very chilly.

Avery yawned, raising his back against the pillow. Which pillow was, incidentally, against a tree. In the grounds.

"It's nothing wrong, being an unregistered animagus, Rosier," he half-growled through his yawn.

How serious the topic! And still, Evan did not reply. There was a group of make-up freak types checking him out from across the lake - an act that, in the past, would have inflated his already huge ego. Not now, though.

Because Bellatrix Black sat, not far away, laughing her head off as she teased a tiny Gryffindor.

Maxilocks 03-03-2009 11:40 AM

Theme # 19: Wand
 
I Spy, I Spy, With My Little Eye

Theme # 19: Wand


“I can’t do it,” Diana moaned. She flicked her wand for the umpteenth time, but nothing happened to the cushions lining the floor of the classroom they were practicing in.

“You’re doing it wrong,” Bellatrix yawned. Seated at the room’s back, one leg over the other, she gave her wand a lazy flick. There was a flash of electricity, as her spell tore the cushion into dozens of tiny pieces.

“Impressive. Totally beyond a normal first year,” Diana said, eyes wide.

Evan, standing in the shadows by the half open door, could not help thinking so, too.

Maxilocks 03-03-2009 11:52 AM

Theme # 81: Depression
 
Depression is the New Mood

Theme # 81: Depression


He had never thought he could hate a transferred student this much. The new, French fifth year was tall, and he had that blonde hair that makes a girl look at you. Again.

Evan had his own share of crazy females and, seeing how great their number was, anyone would think he need not be jealous of another guy. Not, at least, of the other guy’s looks.

It was hard not to be, though, when the whole school whispered about the other guy’s interest in Bellatrix Black.

The other guy's interest, and Bellatrix Black's positive response.

Maxilocks 03-03-2009 11:55 AM

Theme # 70: Team
 
Disappointments Galore

Theme # 70: Team


Second year! Bellatrix had been waiting for this year since... well, since the last year.

She knew she was excellent at Quidditch, but there had been the silly rule about first years not being able to try out for Quidditch teams. Stupid rule.

As she boarded the Hogwarts Express – with kisses from her parents, and half-hugs for Narcissa – her high cheekbones were flushed with red. Diana met her in the corridor, cage in hand.

“Guess who’s the new Quidditch captain?”

“Who?” Bellatrix asked gaily, all ready to befriend the lucky person the first chance she had.

“Evan Rosier.”

Maxilocks 03-03-2009 11:59 AM

Theme # 72: Vex
 
[The] Interest[ing Tryouts]

Theme # 72: Vex


Evan Rosier looked thoroughly vexed as the stupid first year demanded he explain why she could not try out for the team.

“It’s a rule, and there’s nothing I can do about it. NOW LEAVE,” he shouted. “If I see you –“

He stopped midsentence, his interest suddenly wandering. Completely. Bellatrix Black was walking towards the pitch and joining the line of those trying out, a highly polished, expensive-looking broomstick over her bare, creamy shoulder.

“But why?” The annoying first year was persisting unhappily.

Not even looking at her, Evan blew his whistle.

It was time tryouts commenced.

Maxilocks 03-03-2009 12:09 PM

Theme # 69: Slap
 
The Downward Spiral

Theme # 69: Slap


"Black SCORES!"

Bellatrix dived, the wind lashing her dark hair across her cheeks. He should have sped by, Evan, and that had been what he had planned to do. But he could not help looking in the direction she was looking, and he felt as if someone had slapped him when he did.

The new French guy everyone talked about, these days - Arnold Crosket, wasn't that his name? - was clapping loudly, his blue eyes never leaving her figure. And Bellatrix, eyes burning, was staring back.

There was a loud thud and, a second later, Evan Rosier was spiralling downwards.

Maxilocks 03-03-2009 12:18 PM

Theme # 13: Quidditch
 
Full on the Lips

Theme # 13: Quidditch


Noise - Plenty, plenty of it everywhere. The quaffle, the excitement, the Quidditch match - Bellatrix had forgotten all of it in one instant.

And she was speeding downwards, speeding even as the Headmaster jumped to his feet to make sure Evan's landing was gentle, not one causing any further injury to him.

"Is he alright?"

"Who thwacked the bludger?"

"Why wasn't he looking?"

Bellatrix bit her lip, her hair a perfect disorder, as she stared down at an unconscious Evan. What she wanted to do now, she could not help thinking, was to kiss him.

Full on the lips.

Maxilocks 03-03-2009 12:23 PM

Theme # 64: Nap
 
Post-Match Worries

Theme # 64: Nap


"Professor, he'll be alright, won't he?"

The Slytherin Head of House nodded gently. "Yes, Miss Black. He'll come round, soon. You may wait here, if you like."

Wait there? WAIT there? Wait there, for him to wake up, and see the worry on her face, the anxiety in her expressions? Bellatrix was sure beyond all doubts that she would have died before she let that happen.

"I think I'll go have a nap, Professor," she said, shaking her head. "I need the rest."

The Professor smiled. "Good day, Miss Black."

With an effort, Bellatrix nodded back.

Maxilocks 03-04-2009 04:51 AM

Theme # 4: Ancient Runes
 
Rosier is Worse Than Ancient Runes

Theme # 4: Ancient Runes


“I don’t get this at all,” Bellatrix said poking her Ancient Runes assignment with her wand.

“I don’t, either,” Diana admitted. “I’m going to ask Evan for help.” Bellatrix’s frame stiffened.

“Rosier?” she asked, tones suddenly acidic.

Unaware of the abrupt change in her friend, Diana nodded. “Couple of older students told me he’s really good at Ancient Runes,” she said with bright eyes. "You can ask him, too – because, from what I know, no other Slytherin really gets anything above an A in the darned subject.”

“Whatever,” Bellatrix said, tearing her homework into pieces.

Maxilocks 03-04-2009 04:54 AM

Theme # 54: Dare
 
A Dare for the Night

Theme # 54: Dare


The fifth-year Slytherin lay, sprawled, on the ground. He was clearly badly bruised, and the group of Slytherins that been rooting him on, was now backing off.

“That would teach anyone to think twice before they dare me to a duel,” Bellatrix hissed softly, her burning eyes afire. “Anyone else willing to?”

The few Slytherins – all boys who were well-known for their dark arts-inclined reputations – that were still standing nearby scattered. A smirk swept across the third year Bellatrix’s countenance.

This was his chance.

Hands in pockets, Evan stepped forward.

“Room thirty-one at midnight, Black.”


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