𝒐. in which scarlet bridget is the epitome of everything sirius black hates.
━━━ ❛ somewhere along the way, I realised it's always been you ❜ 'ˎ˗
book I of the fatal flaw series
sirius black 𝒙 fem!oc
marauders era
rosyclarissa, 20...
𝗔𝗖𝗧 𝗜𝗜𝗜 ━━ 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗙𝗜𝗡𝗜𝗦𝗛 𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗘 094. a woman's reputation
( trigger warning: sexual assault )
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BRIDGET HOUSE february, 1979
"𝗦𝗜𝗥𝗜𝗨𝗦, 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘?" 𝗦𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗟𝗘𝗧 𝗖𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗘𝗗 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗛𝗜𝗠 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗟𝗦𝗧 𝗛𝗘 𝗪𝗔𝗧𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗗 the television Scarlet finally agreed to buy. "I'll get going now, I have some work to get to,"
Sirius put down the remote and turned to look at her figure at the door, "At this time?"
"It's only seven," she shrugged, tugging at her sleeves and smoothening her robes. "Dinner's in the fridge, I might be late."
"Something on your arm," he stated, watching her movement as she reached for her black robes from behind the door. Scarlet locked eyes with him from afar, watching his eyes squinting. She instantly glanced at her forearm and little black dots littered her skin.
Even though her lungs collapsed for a brief second, she replied. "Burned my hand last night," the words fell from her lips softly, as though there was nothing out of ordinary. She pressed her wand against her skin and , "all healed now, no big deal." She turned around after putting on her long coat over the satin shirt, smiling in her boyfriend's direction.
Hesitantly, Sirius looked at her, glancing up and down before nodding. "Be safe."
Scarlet returned that statement with an assuring, tight-lipped smile. He gave her another crude, puzzling look when she tugged at her sleeves again. Sirius did not say anything as he watched her go.
MALFOY MANOR
IT WAS STRANGE FOR SCARLET AND REGULUS TO GET READY for their first meeting with Lord Voldemort together. They were currently in Malfoys' dressing room surrounded by a million of Narcissa's dresses. Scarlet watched as Regulus stood in front of a mirror, staring at himself for what felt like hours.
"How do I look?" He asked, tugging at the black robes and straightening them as he raised his chin perfectly after turning to face her.
Scarlet approached him slowly and stood right before him with a soft smile. Despite the mark on his forearm, he was still Regulus Black. Her Regulus. Gently, she tugged at the tie and then started to re-do it because it was so terribly done... even after all this time...
