let me feed the monster inside of you || [BEN]

He turned and she felt another secret thrill run through her veins. It was as if her body had been poised and ready for this moment for so long; returning to her hold ways. People had thought she had gone soft and perhaps she had for a little while, but now there was a storm brewing inside that pretty head of hers. She had been waiting for the proper time to let it out again - to exert her power. And what better way to do so than tormenting Benjamin Myers. Ahhhh, Little Benji; he was so much more than his little baby face let on. She knew there was more to his story - now. It had taken her months to riddle out what it could be, but she felt as if she was finally on to something.

Another joy of being a Prefect: Turning in those who were out after hours...or not turning them in. She raised her eye brown in delight when she realized that this was the perfect opportunity for her to have a little bit of fun. No one would ever believe Benji that he had been attacked in the middle of the night by a Prefect. After all, why wouldn’t she have just reported him, ”Why? We’ve only just gotten here! Where would the fun be if I pulled the carpet out from under you so quickly?” She looked down to admire her nail bed, making sure to keep an eye out for him within her peripheral vision.

”But I have to ask-” Her green eyes traveled up his body, from his toes to lock onto his eyes like a missile searching for a target, ”What brings you out of bed this evening? Surely you’re aware of the curfew, aren’t you pet?” Ben was not an idiot, of that much she was certain. Sure, he had made bad choices regarding where he put his loyalties - in mudbloods’ hands - but he was not by any means dumb. Foolish and naive? Of course. She stepped forward so that they were standing face to face, only a few inches away from one another. Instinct took over and she ran her fingernail down the side of his neck, ”Silly boy, did you really think you were going to get away with this? Breaking school rules! Tsk Tsk. Almost as bad as your father.”

“Actually-” Bells looked down at her robes and then pointed at the Prefect’s badge that was displayed on her chest, “It is my business.” Both of her eyebrows were still raised as she registered that he was becoming angrier with her as time progressed.

”Oh!” Bellatrix felt a dangerous giggle rising to her lips when she realized that Benji was indeed getting defensive. She had struck a chord, it was certain by the way that he had suddenly changed his stature and looked as if he wanted to hit her, ”Angry Benjamin, so angry!” She was almost delighted in the change of his attitude. It seemed as if the beast inside of her had been cooped up too long - and now she had provoked it and there was no turning back.

Bellatrix didn’t know Markus Myers very well, but they had been introduced a few times during her training. He was a ruthless man - so torn up with pain and anger that he had turned so wicked. It was brilliant. She could only wonder if the same strange power rested inside the baby-faced Ravendork that was in front of her, ”You don’t think you’re the slightest bit like him? A blatant disregard for rules? Plays all nice and kind but there’s something-” Her finger traced down the side of his face again before she turned his face with her fingertips so that she could whisper into his ear, ”Something brewing deep inside of you that you don’t want to talk about.” Her words cut through the cold silence with a hiss, ”You’re just like him, pet.”

She wanted to anger the blood-traitor. He might have betrayed the pureblood lines in the past, but she still wanted to see what he could do. There was untapped power in there that she wanted to see. She wanted him to stop fighting it and attempt to fight her like a real pureblood would. Benjamin could be so much more if he hadn’t already sealed his fate as a mudblood sympathizer, ”Don’t you want to know what it feels like?” She let go of his face and then took a step back, leaning dangerously against the railing. If she fell, she would fall to her death, but since she was playing with fire, she might as well engulf herself in the flames.