Drabble #9
Something Wicked

She listens to the screams of the clouds that spin around the moon, and wonders if they know him like she did.

She lies on the grass in her black silk with her black hair falling around her, a halo that heralds the demon she is, and she watches his star, flickering fitfully through its smothering black sky prison. And she remembers, through the veil of time, remembers Black children with black souls that never really believed in good.

But the darkness screams to her soul while stars whisper in her bones.

And they are both lost.

Something wicked this way comes…

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A/N: don't own characters. Third in the Black Sisters trilogy: Bellatrix, thinking on Sirius, if you couldn't tell. For the Blackaholics and the PoA movie. I can't wait!