sapphire || fred weasley

eleven

Anyone who was close enough to Beatrice, knew that she had never been good with confronting any issues that she might be having. She always pushed the thoughts away and when they became too loud, she used other methods to escape her reality even if they weren't healthy in any shape or form. Either if it was alcohol, or sex or drugs, and in some occasions, the three combined, Beatrice just wanted to numb her mind from any thoughts and ignore her problems for as long as she could until she forgot about them or when other people did.

Beatrice's mind was like a minefield and no one really knew about it but herself. Not entirely at least. Theo and Amelia knew some of the shared fragments of their childhoods and that was it. Cecillia and Graham knew about some parts, enough to know her better than the rest but not enough to know the real her. And Fred, he still trying to figure out the cryptic language that made Beatrice Nott's soul.

He knew that she tensed up at the mention of her parents and family in general, but especially if it revolved around her mother since her eyes changed as soon as the word was mentioned. He knew from George and from a couple of her friends that she had never felt the desire to be in a relationship. Or at least the emotional aspects of one, yet she very much preferred the physical ones. He knew that she was incredibly smart, probably more than what she led onto and he knew that she liked control. And most likely she was the one with it, with every single guy that she had been before.

Fred wanted to know all of her, not only the facade and what she decided to show the rest of the world. He wanted to know her fears, her hopes. Her ambitions and dreams. But, it was easier said than done considering that she had been pretty much ignoring him since George walked in on their heated make out session on his couch. What he also didn't know yet, was that when Beatrice went into her own world, no one but herself could pull her out.

At times, Beatrice's mind was able to dissociate from reality when she least expected it. She hadn't been paying attention at the fact that her bare chest was pressed against black silk sheets, her hips lifted in the air and back arched as the grunting white-haired man pounded into her ruthelessly, yet she was unable to feel a thing.

"Did you get to cum?" Aster asked as he lied on the bed next to her.

"No," Bea said and turned around to stare blankly at the ceiling.

"Do you want me to go down on you?" he frowned and tried getting her attention without succeding.

"No," she shrugged.

"What's going on in that pretty head of yours Bea?"

"Too many things at once," she sat on the bed and stretched her arms.

"Can I ask you a question?" Aster said quietly.

"You already did," she ran her hands through her now tangled hair.

"What is going on between you and Weasley?" Aster's voice came out in a barely audible whisper.

"I don't know," she said truthfully.

"Do you like him?"

"I don't know, probably," Bea answered while getting dressed again.

"And have you done stuff with him?"

"We slept together but both of us were too high to remember and we've kissed a couple of times here and there," she said nonchalantly.

"So is it true that you've been seeing him more often?" he snarled.

"Did you hire a private auror to spy on me?" Bea laughed coldly and turned around to see him ignoring her piercing gaze. "Christ, Aster-"

"You left me no choice!" he said angrily.

"You know what, fuck off this is not gonna work if you act this way," Beatrice fumed as she grabbed her bag and threw the door open.

"Princess, I'm sorry I won't do it again-"

"Stop fucking calling me that!" Bea hissed as she rapidly made her way outside of the manor.

"Just don't leave me alright!" Aster pleaded. "I'll let you have whatever you want with him but you can't leave me, I won't make it if you do!"

"Stop acting like a bloody spoiled child Aster!" Beatrice shouted once they were outside the manor and out of earshot. "I don't need you permission to be with Fred, and I sure as hell I'm so done with your shit Aster!"

"What is going on?" a voice that scared Beatrice to her core said from the manor's grand entrance.

"Nothing father," Aster cleared his throat and turned around to see not only his father, but his wife to be standing and glaring at him and the girl next to him. "I was just having a chat with Beatrice about the wand business, that is all."

"At two thirty in the morning, dear?" Emmeline questioned with her arms crossed over her chest.

"Yes, as you know by now father, I am investing some money in Ollivander's wand shop so Miss Nott just came for a chat," Aster said and Beatrice could notice the slight shakiness in his voice.

"I'm just leaving Mr Malfoy, forgive me for causing a scene," Bea said through gritted teeth.

"I want you inside and in my study right this instance Aster," Lucius growled. "Do not make me repeat myself, Miss Yaxley, I entrust you can show Miss Nott the exit."

"Of course I can Mr Malfoy, I will inform my father about the settlement we've reached regarding the wedding," Emmeline said and gracefully went down the steps of the entrance, linking her arm with Beatrice's as the grand oak doors closed behind them.

"Can you please not fucking touch me?" Beatrice demanded and snapped her arm from her grip.

"Look Beatrice, I don't fucking like you and you don't like me. That's fine, I couldn't give less of a shit about it alright," Emmeline stopped dead on her tracks to glare at the dark-haired girl. "But Aster will be my husband he likes it or not. Everyone bloody knows that the key to every perfect pure blood marriage, is that less than perfect pure blood mistress and I'm fine by it.

"I don't give a fuck if you keep fucking him until the end of times. But, I will not let you ruin my picture perfect family. It's me, who will get to be the mother of his children. It is me, who gets to keep the manor and who gets to plan the parties and host the balls and dinners and you will not get in the way of my dreams because I am well assuring you that if you do, I will make sure you dissappear from this Earth-"

"You say that enthusiastically that I don't know if I should feel sorry, or be happy for you," Beatrice laughed dryly.

"The wife is also entitled to a pure blood lover of her own and you know it Beatrice, you have your mother's example but in my case I wouldn't be stupid enough to get caught," Emmeline said darkly.

"Right, becase everyone knows that all pure blood women are fit to do, is marry a pure blood man and become a Manor's ornament," Beatrice said sarcastically. "I thought you were better than that Emmeline, but I guess that ambition looks different to every single person-"

"Listen to me you little cunt," Emmeline's eyes darkened as she gripped Beatrice's wrist. "It is I who will become Mrs Aster Malfoy and I would seriously recommend you to listen to my words carefully. You dare to ruin my perfect life, I will ruin yours and make what is left of your pathetic existence, a living hell. You want to keep the affair, fine by me but you will not do in the place that will be my future home. You will find a filthy muggle hotel or something of the sort and do your business there because if I ever see you set foot in this manor again, there will be consequences."

"Yeah, I guess I do feel sorry for you," Beatrice chuckled. "I'm not afraid of you Yaxley, not even close to it so your threats will not work with me. And you can also have peace of mind now with your future husband, because after the stunt he pulled of hiring a private auror to stalk me, things are over between me and him."

AN: just a short one 'cause i wanted to post but didn't have much time to write. hope you're doing well and tpwk <3