The Last Horcrux/Bedroom/Wake and Whisper to Bella
You awaken, and it’s really you. The monster is sleeping, for now.
Your Aunt Bella is sleeping next to you, totally naked. You are naked too. Suddenly the memories of what you did to each other earlier come flooding back to you. You feel ashamed but you also feel your pussy getting wet again at the memory. You bed smells of sex and Bella and you want her again so badly.
“Bella,” you whisper, “Bella.”
You move your hand to gently shake her shoulder and as you do so it brushes across her luscious breasts. You want to squeeze and suck them, but she’s your aunt. It’s so wrong.
“Bella,” you whisper, a little more fearlessly this time. It’s not your servants you fear waking, but the Dark Lord himself.
Your Aunt stirs and looks at you. It is just before dawn and the sky is beginning to lighten.
“My love?” She asks, confused.
“It’s me,” you say, holding back your tears, “Emily.”
“Emily?” Bellatrix asks, suddenly frightened.
“He’s… asleep…” you manage to say, before you burst into tears.
Bella holds you for a long time, hushing and soothing you and telling you everything is going to be alright. She strokes your arm, and though you can feel her naked body against yours, she seems very careful not to touch your breasts or to kiss you on the lips. Eventually, you talk to each other.
“We have to serve him,” Bella explains, whispering to you “to do everything he says. Everything. If we serve him well, we will be rewarded, but if we fail him, we will be terribly, terribly punished.”
“Why is this happening?” You ask her.
“He always wanted a vessel. Another Horcrux. He used the Time Turner to possess you but only if things go wrong in the future. He told me to meet you here on this night, and see if it was him, or just you, or another person who had found the Time Turner somehow…”
“But why me?” You sob, holding on to her.
“He wanted someone young, the same age as that bloody Potter boy. He wants to hide in Hogwarts right under their damned noses. You’re the right age, you’re a Parseltongue, and your parents…”
“My parents are dead!” You cry, and the tears start to flow again.
She holds you for longer this time. You remember the stories of your parents, how they fought in the Wizarding War, and how they died…
Bella whispers to you, “I’m sorry Emily. I’m sorry he chose you. And I’m sorry for what he, for what he made us do to each other…”
You look at her in the growing dawns light.
“I’m not,” you tell her, and move to kiss her again, “I’ve always loved you.”
You kiss her, but she seems surprised rather than passionate. For a moment, she seems to return your kiss, but hen she stops you.
“Emily, we can’t, what if he wakes up?” She says in a fierce whisper.
She presses her finger to her lips to hush you, and hurries out of the bed. You gain one last glimpse at her gorgeous nakedness before she slips her dress back on and hurries out of your room.
“Bella!” You call out in whisper that is almost a shout.
She turns, brings her hand to her lips and blows you a kiss goodbye.
You sink back down into your bed, feeling scared, confused and hopeless. You can’t see any way out of this.
Do you wake in the night? Do you dream?
When you wake up the next morning who wakes up first?