Gelsey (gelsey) wrote,

Fic: Traitor's Games

Title: Traitor's Games
Chapter: 1. Christmas in July
Rating/Warnings: PG-13/R for dark situations
Summary: AU. Voldemort won the war many years ago, and this year's Summer Games features a traitor from their midst.
Other links: Found at OWL

The green was verdant under the sun, the walls of the hedge maze gleaming with potion-induced health. The leaves fluttered slightly, though there was no breeze—fluttered like grasping fingers and gnashing teeth ready to rend and tear the latest sacrifice given to the Dark place.

Voldemort surveyed the sight of the large greenery-covered pitch with satisfaction, a smile stretching his lipless mouth. His Dark queen sat beside him with the eager cheerfulness of a child on Christmas Day, even if this wasn’t the first time she found herself here.

“Calmly now, Bellatrix,” he said, tracing a cool hand across her flushed cheek. “The game will start soon.”

Her eyes sparkled with adoration and glinted with madness as she gazed up at him. “Oh, my Lord, this is the best holiday ever,” she said effusively, sincerity radiating off of her. She truly was the best companion a Dark Lord could wish to have at his side.

He smirked as her face lit up further when the day’s ‘competitors’ were marched out to the maze, looking like they had lost already—which they had, of course. They had all lost, but today was an especial treat. There weren’t many traitors these days, but watching them be punished was always a delight, especially for his queen.

“Look, my dear, there is your treat,” he said, watching as she leaned forward over the edge of their box seats in order to get a closer look. Every line of her body was taut with anticipation, and he rested one waxy-skinned hand low on her back.

“To think, we had her over to dinner just the other week,” Bellatrix gushed in a wispy voice. “I thought she was quite loyal.” The fact that it had turned out to not be so didn’t seem to phase her—if anything, it pleased her further.

“I know. We’ll have to have everything cleaned, now.” His voice was sibilant and sardonic, but it fell on deaf ears as Bellatrix shouted down insults upon the newest contestants. He smiled as he listened to the vitriol.

A/N: Originally a drabble series written for the Summer Drabble Challenge on Romancing the Wizard on LJ, I decided to expand them. This is complete in 8 short parts and will be posted over the next week or so. Each is roughly from the POV of a different couple.
Tags: traitor's games, writing

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