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Couldn't she just use a cattle brand and be done with it?
Title: Marked
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Sirius/Bellatrix
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 147
Notes: The rating is for violence and not for sex for once. This is another little snippet of my personal canon for these two.
Sirius wondered how she got the letters so consistent without looking. The first time he had thought it was an unintentional coincidence, but as the letters extended across his back that it was premeditated became obvious. Every morning he observed her fluid nail signature in the bathroom mirror with a sort of horror mixed with adoration. He was half afraid that something would keep her from completing it. He was as invested as if he had chosen it for a tattoo, instead of it having been her move to brand him. When her mark was fully inscribed in bloody gashes, he had thought it was done. He was wrong though and every night she dug the scabs back out till the blood flowed freely and the marks deepened and widened and he knew that the scars would never heal, even if she ever stopped working on them.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Sirius/Bellatrix
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 147
Notes: The rating is for violence and not for sex for once. This is another little snippet of my personal canon for these two.
Sirius wondered how she got the letters so consistent without looking. The first time he had thought it was an unintentional coincidence, but as the letters extended across his back that it was premeditated became obvious. Every morning he observed her fluid nail signature in the bathroom mirror with a sort of horror mixed with adoration. He was half afraid that something would keep her from completing it. He was as invested as if he had chosen it for a tattoo, instead of it having been her move to brand him. When her mark was fully inscribed in bloody gashes, he had thought it was done. He was wrong though and every night she dug the scabs back out till the blood flowed freely and the marks deepened and widened and he knew that the scars would never heal, even if she ever stopped working on them.