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because when I should be taking care of responsibilities, I decide it's time to drabble.  and it's much closer to being an drabble, I promise (so...less like the things I usually post, which I call "drabbles"--but by which I really mean "unfinished bits of nothingness that are too long to be drabbles and too short to be stories HERE, HAVE A HOT MESS").

so yeah. here goes. written now with the promise to myself that I won't revise it when I finish.  so, enjoy some stream-of-consciousness-leaning scribble while I avoid packing.

Title: sibling rivalry
Rating: PG-13 for thematic...stuff
Warnings: incest (or the implications thereof)
Notes: harry potter fandom. in all truth, I probably wrote this because I've been mulling over my darkfest prompt.



She remembers best of all that Bella's breath smelled of cider and ginger (Bella and Andromeda had been stealing Christmas sweets from the kitchen, swilling mulled drinks by the hearth, and both had given her that look when she found them, the one that scared her into secrecy for fear of the consequences, a look Bella has perfected, sharpened, and made cruel).

Bella's breath smelled of cider and spice and she reached out a hand and dragged Narcissa close.

"Bloody hell, 'Cissy."  She squinted and laughed, her eyes glinting when she glanced back at Andromeda.  "Who cut that hair?  One of the house elves?  Tell mummy they made you look like a boy."

Andromeda snickered into her mug.  "An ugly boy."

And Narcissa wrenched away, eyes wide and stinging, Bella's nails catching and scraping against the skin of her arm.  "I do not."

"I'm afraid you do."  Bella swept her own sheet of dark hair over her shoulder and pursed her lips and looked altogether smug and hideous.

"No I don't."

"Stop being a baby about it."

Andromeda tittered again.  Bella's cool calm was maddening.  And Narcissa felt her throat close up as the tears came.

"I'm not a baby."

"You're acting quite like one."

It was in the grips of a furious sob, a vicious little shriek ripping from her mouth, that Narcissa kicked her older sister in her stupid older shin.  And then the world exploded in pain and black shards.  Narcissa staggered and blinked and her ear rang and rang.  When her world swam back into some semblance of focus, she knew it was too late.  Bella's cruel hand had her again, nails pinching skin, fingers clenched tight.  Dark eyes narrow, she jerked Narcissa close.  Narcissa felt the bottom of her stomach drop out.  Her tears turned into silent chokes.  The ringing keened high in her ear, and her face, her jaw, burned with pain.

"Kick me again," Bella hissed, "and I'll box your wretched little ears til they're bloody.  I promise."

"Bella--" Narcissa hiccoughed.

And she remembers, now, Bella's gaze.  She remembers how it consumed her, then, while childish terror filled her throat, her lungs, her chest, until she thought she might drown in the horror of everything that her older sister touched.

"Bella--I. I'm--"

"Shut up."  The back of a knuckle brushed over the burning place on her cheek.  Bella's exhalations made a cider-scented breeze against her lips, hot, and steady.  "Shut your stupid mouth."

"Bella."

Andromeda was standing and this (yes, Narcissa recalls this with a shudder that moves from deep inside) was the moment that everything broke.  Andromeda loosed her from Bella's hand and Bella sat back, her smirk returning.

"She's sorry, Bella."

"I know."

And Narcissa can't remember ever having felt so cold.

Date: 2009-08-27 03:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] luckinfovely.livejournal.com
ok. i can postpone killing morgan.

FIRST OF ALL, i don't even READ harry potter fic. but i read this. (i will also get to the watchmen fic, since i just watched watchmen, AT LONG LAST, last week. i needed context. plus, jeffrey dean morgan. he could be my dad but so could shemar i can overlook that as many times as i want just this once.)

ahem.

you said "hot mess." YOU SAID "HOT. MESS."

the fact that you used the word "swilling" pretty much puts instantly you in the top 10% of all ficcers, ever. 4srs.

also, your hella good at lovely, lovely, sooper vivid, descriptive language. i've been all about OMGHALLOWEENNOWPLZ for the past few weeks, and that sentence with the swilling? makes me want to skip to xmas. which takes talent. which you would know if you knew how much i'm all about halloween.

a look Bella has perfected, sharpened, and made cruel

um, more on you making english your bitch. for real.

ok, so i said i've never read hp fic before, and i haven't! but i've... skimmed some shit, and may i just say: THANK YOU for keeping the dialogue believably british. it's a source of great annoyance/amusement when harry rolls out onto the quidditch field (or whateverthefuck) & vacillates between wannabe thug and... cockney pirate: "oi, dawgs! sunny, innit? let's get our game on. whiggity whiggity whack!" OKTHEN.

i have a love of tangents. in case you haven't noticed.

in short, YOU WRITE BRITISH GOOD.

Narcissa kicked her older sister in her stupid older shin.

character voice FTW! (little girls r meen.)

btw, that entire PARAGRAPH? the one with the violence? what i said about the winning at english. i don't know that i've ever read pain that sounded quite so... yeah, painful. AND LET ME TELL YOU, MANY MOONS AGO, BEFORE I EVER STARTED WRITING CM BADFIC, I READ SHITLOADS OF CM FIC WITH COPIOUS AMOUNTS OF REID TORTURE. i've read people trying to write pain. you did it better.

and you did it more with the ending. gawd. kinda creepy. kinda way creepy. but SO TOTALLY APT & VERY WELL DONE.

holyjesus, i typed more than your drabble. SORRY.

briefly, you're pretty awesome at this word business. DO THINGS WITH IT, K.

Date: 2009-08-27 04:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] smirnoffmule.livejournal.com
Boy's haircut ---> leads to genderfuckery incest fic plz? :D

I love the interaction between these three; brilliant siblingness, and it feels very organic with what we see of Bella and Cissy in canon later on. Love the bits of sense memory too, and the choice of cider, it being sharp and sticky at once feels very Bella. I look forward to seeing more.

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