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Hermione walked along the corridor on her way to breakfast in Hogwarts, she had been offered to walk with her roommates, one of whom being Ginny Weasley, but she made her excuses again which the red head bought. Hermione had a secret she didn't dare tell even Ginny and she was becoming better and better at keeping it a secret over the past year.

She would tell her she wanted to do some stretches or yoga to get herself ready for the day, or the most believable one she used was she wanted to study for a test due that day and would need to take an extra 10 minutes to do so. The last excuse was only half a lie, she was studying but it wasn't a matter of what she was studying, it was who she was studying..

Hermione Granger was 17 years old at this point and she knew her unique study of the person could only go on for so long because soon she was being sent off to war with the Dark Wizards. Dumbledore was being secretive as always and only telling Harry small things, Dolores was trying to run the school and Ron was still treating her like shit and also trying to get in her pants, the latter being something she definitely would not be allowing to happen.

Hermione was the smartest Witch of her age, or at least it's what the whole World believed thanks to Rita and the Daily Prophet. She had the smarts and the drive for results, and let's face it, had she not been there to get Harry and Ron through the past 6 years, they would be dead 20 times over by now. She had pulled them out of shitter times more than enough, and what thanks did the Golden Girl have for pulling them through their years at Hogwarts? Being sent straight in to a war with them that she never wanted. Not only that but she was expected to help them win the war because the boys wouldn't be able to do that on their own...

But then being a Muggle Born is something that makes her part of the war regardless of whether she chooses to be in it or not. Hermione's parents were both Muggles and as much she loves them both dearly, especially with how they tried to adjust themselves to the Wizarding World - Everytime she returns home, she just doesn't feel like she belongs. She has kept the Wizarding War away from their ears and she doesn't tell them how people treat her differently because of them because she knows it isn't their fault.

For instance a group of Slytherin students just passed her and one coughed loudly while saying Mudblood and the other three gave her a dirty look until they started laughing at their friend. Yes this was very much a daily occurrence for Hermione Granger and she believed one day, she would be able to make them pay. And pay greatly they will because they would be at her mercy.

She slowed her walking as she went through the double doors to the Great Hall and it didn't take her long to find the group she was seeking, especially with Ron's fanatic arm wave. She purposely went to the other side of the table from him so she could sit next to Ginny rather than the Brother who she knew would either steal her food or attempt to ask her on a date which she already rejected.

"Blimey Mione, you took ages this morning - Was it Yoga or Stretches this time?"

Hermione had sat down whenever Ron had already begun his nonsense for the day, and in her head the answer to his question was neither. He didn't particularly care which one it was either, he just wanted to confirm which image in his head was correct for this morning, Hermione bent over touching her feet, or Hermione holding one leg over her head. Hermione shivered.

The young woman had taken an extra hobby from her studies of that particular Witch and after a year had become very skilled in both Legilimency and Occlumency from studying it every evening before bed. She couldn't have her desire shown to the teachers or other pupils who may have learned the same ability, for them to find out would mean a one way trip into St Mungos.

"Honestly Ron, if I were to tell you, my private time would no longer be private..."

The table started laughing and the image on Ron's head shifted to a new one of Hermione standing over him in a dominating way belittling him as the embarrassment spread through his mind. It made Hermione push away her breakfast as she soon realised the boy was actually aroused from the thought of being humiliated by her.

Her eyes then shifted to Harry who was laughing at the side of Ron with bright eyes and smudged glasses. Honestly the chosen one could not even clean his own glasses and it made her wonder if they had any hope for winning the war. Harry was a lovely boy in Hermione's eyes, and her best friend Ginny was absolutely smitten with him - But he lacked the qualities needed to take down Voldemort and his army. It was things like this that made Hermione question if she was on the right side.

Harry wouldn't have been alive at the end of first year if she wasn't there to use her spells or show him the right path to take. It was her knowledge that led him to the outcome. There was then second year where even while being petrified, she was still able to show them the information they needed to find the chamber. In the following year she was able to use her time turner to help Harry save the day again, and to be quite honest every year past this has had their issues solved with Hermione's answers.

She loved him as a brother, but he was the little brother that needed babysat constantly and if he got in trouble - It was her fault. Ginny thought he was Merlin's gift to the Wizarding World, and it almost sickened Hermione the way she pined for him, and believed he was the answer to everyone's problems. At the end of the day Harry Potter was just an average boy with a famous Lighting bolt scar on his head.

She watched her friends interacting, talking and once more she felt out of place just as she does at home with her parents. It had been this way since around their second year. Some people may have thought it to be a jealous thing as everyone obsessed over Harry and his abilities from the first year when it was actually her abilities that helped them survive. Hermione was devastated not to gain the kind of appreciation she deserved and it wasn't as if her friendship with the boys was appreciated by them either.

It caused her to be bitter with them, not so much Ginny or Luna or even Neville because they knew the girl's worth and asked for her help, the boys on the other hand just expected it. It was a cycle that even the teachers expected of her, especially Dumbledore.

"Hermione you are being awfully quiet this morning, are you okay?"

"Of course Ginny, just trying to sort out the test today in my head.."

Ron's fork fell to his plate making a clank noise as he let his mouth fall open showing everyone the bacon he had been chewing on. Disgusting..

"What test??"

"The one we have in potions mate.. You asked me yesterday why I wouldn't head to the field with you when I was trying to cram in the study for it and I told you about it, although I don't think you were paying too much attention..."

Harry smiles at Ginny in a way to make himself look impressive and that he may have brains as well as Brawn but truth be told, in Hermione's head he had neither and would more than likely fail Snape's test. Ron on the other hand laid his head into his hands with an inhuman noise as he started panicking about a test he never had the intention of studying for.

Ginny reached over and smacked his arm with her book and called him an 'idiot' and then started flirting with Harry again. The whole group was arguing about the situation and Hermione sat there watching the chaos unfold before her eyes. She was waiting for the comment to be made that she knew would give her an excuse to leave and head back to her dorm room..

"Hermione, why the Hell didn't you remind me that there was a test today??"

Hermione lifted her head to meet Ron's furious eyes as his panic subsided and turned into anger at his friend who was not to blame for his stupidity, but still just like the past years, he would blame her for it. That was what Hermione needed. The table was silent and Hermione had her lips sitting in a thin line as she prepared herself to reply, but Ron apparently wasn't finished.

" - you know, you always do this Hermione! Just because all you want to do in life is read books and study doesn't mean the rest of us do! A little warning would have been good for the test, the rest of us have more important and exciting things to do than remember the things you should remind us on!"

Hermione's eyes moved to the side to meet Harry's, just to see if for once he would defend her rather than staying in silence. Ginny wouldn't confront him until later, Luna was too worried about getting yelled at too and Neville did not involve himself with things like this.

Harry met Hermione's eye and it was that moment she knew he wasn't going to defend her. Part of it was because he knew Ron would just go on and on about it, so it wasn't worth defending the Witch. He also slightly agreed with Ron and that's why Hermione knew not to trust either of them, she knew even hoping Harry would defend her was a waste of time. She moved her eyes back to Ron and shook her head as she stood up.

"Mione -"

"Don't Harry .. I'm just gonna go and take myself to the naughty step in the dorm as punishment for not reminding a grown boy about his Potions exam..."

Hermione took her leave as she didn't want to be around the fakeness of her 'friends' anymore and she could already hear Ron talking about her as the rest would listen. It may sound crazy because of the way they treat her, but Hermione always loved walking past the Slytherin table because she knew they were dickheads, but their loyalty and friendship with each other was something she wished she could have at Hogwarts.

As Hermione watched the students show real friendship, she didn't notice a figure appear in front of her and she walked straight into them.

"Good Morning Miss Granger.."

Before Dumbledore even finished his sentence she placed her shields straight up around her mind and began to feel his presence poking at them as she made eye contract.

"Good Morning Professor. I apologise for running into you, I was in a slight hurry to get back to my dorm room as I forgot a book..."

It was at this point Hermione brought the memory of what just happened at the dinner table to the front of her mind so Dumbledore would see it and nothing else. He looked carefully at her memories and simply smiled. This had become a weekly thing now, and she only noticed what Dumbledore was doing shortly after she started learning her Occlumency because she could feel him pushing to get into her head. That's when she realised he had always been doing it, and was doing it with everyone in the school. The rest of them would have not started learning this kind of magic so wouldn't be able to feel Dumbledore doing it.

Dumbledore must have noticed Hermione's push back and so he needed to get her attention on his own to try and push harder so Hermione learned to let him see specific things so he would think she was still too weak to hide things from him. He was wrong.

Hermione also half expected that when he saw her memory, he would do the great thing a Headmaster should do and ask if she was okay or at least show some form of sympathy. But no, Dumbledore just continued to smile and nodded his head at her.

"Well you best hurry Miss Granger, I hear you have a potions test today..."

He nodded his head once more and moved around her to go to the front of the hall. As Hermione was about to leave, she looked back to see the group not even worried for her departure and Dumbledore laughing with the other teachers as if everything was going perfectly to plan. It made her blood boil at the fact that no one seemed to care. And it wasn't just about her, it was everyone at Hogwarts, unless they were part of Dumbledore's great plan, they weren't important.

As Hermione reached her Dorm Room, she smiled that no one else was here. She waved her hand and locked the door behind her and knew she could use the excuse later that she was upset if Ginny came to try and get in. She was getting excited that she would have at least a half hour of alone time to study her hobby and maybe gain some new information from rereading some of the diaries she came to be in possession of. Or maybe go over some of the photos or posters she had gathered over the years.

Hermione kneeled down by her trunk and used her locking charm so the bottom part would open and reveal the secret below all her clothes. Ginny was far too nosey for her own good, so Hermione had no choice but to place the charm on the trunk so if anyone opened it without the spell, they would only have access to so much, like her clothes. It was almost like a Muggle Magician's vanishing box.

Once she lifted the lid, she was greeted by her beautifully organised collection. She knew it was weird to be like this for someone who hated her kind, who maybe would not even talk to her due to the blood status, but Hermione could not help herself.

She wanted to know everything about the woman, what she was like before Askaban, what she was like during it, even what she's like now she had escaped. She wanted to know the loyalty she held for her Dark Lord and what she had to do to be included. There was so much mystery the woman had not given away in the things Hermione had gathered and it was like a time bomb in the Young Witch's mind as she needed to know more. She did have some plans on how to find out, she was just waiting for the right time to get them.

She decided some light reading would start her day off perfectly, so she selected a random book from the pile and took it to her bed to begin reading, and her hands were shaking in complete excitement as she was about to satisfy her addiction for the second time this morning.

Dear Diary

It's the final day of Summer before I'm shipped back to Hogwarts for my final semester and then I am a free woman. Although I shouldn't really class myself free as I am being placed with a pathetic excuse of a Pureblood man to continue the great houses of Black and Lestrange. The Dark Lord had been in touch again to say he approves of the marriage, and so I suppose I ought to be grateful.

I just wish everything was complete already. Once mine and Rodolphus marriage is complete, I will be able to enjoy my life as an adult in the Pureblood society. No man will be able to hold me down, not after the power I have shown Tom. I will have my pick of a man or woman to quench my thirst and I am excited for it.

Until tomorrow,

Bellatrix x

Hermione grinned as the first entry had been read and this just so happened to be one of her favourite years of tales from the woman of her desires - Bellatrix Black.


There is sometimes a wonder in Hermione's head on how she got to this point in her hobby. If she was ever found out and confronted about it, she always guessed she would have to start with how the Diaries became in her possession in the first place, because that is how this all truly started.

Before this point in her life, Hermione had always been drawn to the Dark Witch for the academically brilliant side to the woman. It was not unknown at all that Bellatrix Black was the smartest Witch of her generation, and that was exactly why Voldemort had picked her from the Pureblood society to start his group of Death Eaters.

If they were anything like today's generation of Pure Bloods, there would not have been very many to choose from, but that should not take away from the fact that Bellatrix was indeed the most magically gifted Witch since Morgana. She was fierce, smart and a complete trouble maker, but she was also full of Grace, correct posture and a sucker for how to speak properly going off the words in her Diaries. She was a role model to the modern Witch with how she was able to change a Man's perspective to show that a Witch could perform Magic just as well as a Wizard.

Because of all of this, Hermione already knew quite a bit of the woman, and her curiosity only grew when she was in the presence of Andromeda Tonks who was the middle sister of the Black Family. The boys and most others from the Order tended not to listen to Andy's stories when she had brought them up on occasions.

The woman may have been disowned from the Black family, but she didn't disown herself from her sisters and still kept the fond childhood memories of them. She also had mentioned some things to Hermione once about the extent of Bellatrix's loyality which Hermione sickly found herself attracted to.

When Andy was first found out as a blood traitor and was running to be with Ted, Bellatrix shielded her from their Father's killing curse, and was powerful enough to make their parents fall back so she could walk Andy out the front door. Andy's fond memories ended there with Bellatrix as she announced to her sister -

"I have saved you today Dear Andy, but tomorrow you are becoming my enemy. I love you, but my love for him is stronger..."

Andy still counts it as a blessed day that her sister still saved her from their parents and it is something she had held on to. The Black household at 12 Grimmauld Place is where Hermione first found the books at the tender age of 16, and at first she didn't even want to take them, she left them where they were, but 2 nights later she returned -


1 year previous -

"Hello Hermione! Nice to see you back again!"

"Hey Andy! I think I left something upstairs when I was staying a few nights ago, so I just wanted to come back and collect it if that's okay?"

Andy smiled widely at the young woman and invited her inside. Andy had been lonely since the Snatchers had come and killed Ted, she only had her Daughter now and future Grandson to find company in, so for Hermione to make an extra visit was a treat for the woman.

"Come in! Do you have time to sit for a cup of tea before you go back? Nymph is out for a mission this evening, so it's just me.."

"Of course Andy, I'm more than happy to stay as long as there is a promise of your great adventures when you were young...?"

Hermione took this as an opportunity to get more information on the woman who had been keeping her awake for the past two nights. Once she cracked the Puzzle in the room she had been staying in, she only had time to read a few entries before sealing the puzzle up again to join the boys downstairs. Ever since then, she could think of nothing but the detailed description of how Bellatrix Black Devoured a Hufflepuff from her final year at Hogwarts.

"Of course Dear, just allow me to head in and make some tea, have a wander around, you know this place better than most..."

And Hermione did know the place better than most people. Her, Harry and Ron had spent quite a bit of time there in the past year to help the Order. Her most fascinating room was the one with the Black Family tree, Hermione felt the energy surrounding her when she went into that room. She soon found out that it was the room directly below her bedroom and so the energy followed her to her sleep.

Hermione stepped into the dining area which held the family tree and ran her eyes across all the names held on it. She found the branch she was looking for and started at the bottom which held the youngest Blonde sister, Narcissa. Hermione had only the pleasure of meeting the woman once, and that was enough on that occasion. She hadn't even spoken with Hermione, just sneered in her direction which gave Hermione the chills.

The second on the branch was the Middle Brunette child, Andromeda. There was no longer a picture to accompany the name, instead there was just a black burnt circle covering the face. Hermione wondered how Andy had felt about this or how she felt seeing it again since she had left the house a long time ago.

The third at the top of the branch was the reason she had come here today, she was the eldest of the noble house of Black and her ink Black hair and piercing black eyes matched her family name, Bellatrix Black. The name Hermione had studied over the years also was the name of a very bright star in the sky, and a beautiful one at that.

Hermione had unknowingly stepped forward and was running her fingertips over the picture of the eldest sister and was indulged in how the picture had captured the cheekbones and eyes so perfectly from what she had seen in photos. Hermione could feel herself being drawn in closer and closer until Andy's throat clearing from behind pulled her out of it.

"You know sometimes you remind me of my sister... It's not the whole evil or blood purity impression but your intelligence is enough to rival hers... If she ever knew that, I would imagine it would send her loopy to be honest... More so than what she already is..."

Andy frowned at her last sentence and took herself back into the living area where she had set up tea for her and Hermione. She did miss her sister dearly, not the woman she had become but the woman she once knew.

"From the way you always talk of her, you and Bellatrix seemed closer than you and Narcissa?"

Andy smiled as she poured Hermione's tea when the young woman sat across from her. She had known Hermione was always excited to hear her stories about her sisters but she never really cared to question why and was wondering if she should start.

"I suppose we were closer simply because I was the next born from Bellatrix. I can remember when my mother used to brush our hair growing up, she always said Father was furious he didn't get the boy he wanted, she herself was upset because it meant another baby would need to be birthed to try again for a son, and Bellatrix was the happiest Witch on Earth. She always would rush into a room if I was crying, sometimes she would get upset too if I was... And then we look so alike, the bond just seemed to grow between us..."

"She sounds like she was a great person once upon a time..."

"She was truly fantastic until Tom Riddle came into our World. Bellatrix and us were brought up to be pure blood wives and to run a house the way the Pureblood World seemed fit, but Bellatrix never listened to it all. She grew up happily pretending to her parents that she believed it as well but deep down she never cared for it - She always said once she was old enough she would run away and have her own house wife rather than be a house wife..."

Andy laughed as she remembered her sister's dreams and how she had always wanted the 'Man's place' in a house. Hermione on the other hand had something stirred in the pit of her stomach. Something which she couldn't work out nor had she ever expected to happen over the thoughts of the Dark Witch. It also took her thought straight back to the entry she read of the brown haired Hufflepuff whose hair matched on her head and down below. Hermione squirmed on her seat.

"But of course once our Father did find out, he beat all that out of her... I suppose he didn't quite take away her desires of disobeying him with it, but she made sure not to get caught especially when she got Married. She just covered her tracks well. I suppose when I got with Ted, she didn't let anything be beat out of me, she just told me to keep it quiet. And the more I think back, the more I realise she only did that because she thought me and Ted were not serious, she believed him to be my plaything as some girls were to her..."

"She had told you to keep quiet because she still expected you to marry pure blood?"

"Exactly. And she made it clear as you know the last time we spoke - I would become her enemy for running with Ted. You know it was her same sex encounters that brought Tom Riddle to the house of Black. He claimed to be able to cure her and Father ate it up. That's when her mind was poisoned and I truly lost my big sister..."

"I'm sorry Andy..."

Hermione had moved to sit next to the older woman and rubbed her back in an affectionate manner and the older woman was brought back to the thought of how Hermione had reminded her of Bellatrix.

"When I say you remind me of my sister, she was always put on the back burner like you Hermione. She had intelligence that could rival Dumbledore himself if she had been given the right tools when she left Hogwarts. She was never given credit for her gifts, and I see the way they treat you and my advice to you Hermione is to stick it out until this war is over, then set yourself free of them. If you need any help in getting the right pathways laid out for you, I will do for you what should have been done with my sister. Maybe she wouldn't be as crazy as she is now if she had been given the right kind of attention and care..."

"Thank you Andy. I will keep it to mind. But for the record, I do believe Bellatrix was nothing short of amazing. She was just led down a different path, but even at that, she's still someone with the kind of power I can do nothing but admire... It's late now, I must be grabbing that item and heading out.."

"Of course Hermione. You know also very funny when we first brought you all here... You went straight to that room to sleep in, and the weird thing is that it was Bellatrix's room. Sometimes if Father annoyed her, she would run to that room, just like if the boys annoy you - you head straight there.. But I won't keep you any longer! Don't be a stranger Hermione.."

Hermione nodded her head and headed up the stairs to her room again. She had already figured this was Bellatrix's room from the diaries and the puzzle she had unlocked. Only someone like Bellatrix Black could come up with such a thing to hide her stuff in, and it was so brilliantly stupid, it was such a smart thing to do.

You see only truly smart Witches would see the incantation on the wall was incorrect from two letters being the wrong way around. It annoyed Hermione to no end for the first few times they were there. One day she went closer to it and noticed the dial, and when it was turned, the spell Alohomora lit up and there was a secret door that opened.

Hermione was amazed by it two nights ago and standing in front of the stash she was once again blown away by the genius of its simplicity. She took her extending bag from her pocket and gathered all the diaries into it for some reading material. She was excited but also nervous as to exactly what she would find in them, but she just couldn't stop herself from taking every last book.

She felt around further into the small hole and found a jumper , one which very obviously belonged to a Slytherin due to its Luxurious Green colour. Hermione sniffed it and her whole insides felt as if it was a flower going from a bud to full bloom. Her eyes closed as the intoxicating scents of cinnamon, musk and fresh parchment filled her nostrils. She quickly noticed the charm on it which meant its original scent and feel was kept forever and so meant the jumper smelt of Bellatrix Black in her full glory.

She quickly shoved it into her bag along with some photos she had found and a weird looking brush full of black hairs. She didn't want to be upstairs any longer than needed in case Andy came looking for her.

She headed back down the stairs and found Andy waiting at the bottom for her staring at what seemed to be another photo. Once she heard the stairs she looked up and watched Hermione with a smile on her face.

"You know I don't think I've met someone who listens to my stories like you do. I don't think I've ever met anyone either who is as honest to admit they admire my sister because of the power she has rather than just hate her for a mistake she made in her younger years. I wanted to show you the happy Bellatrix I grew up loving, the one I wish she was today. She was 18 here, it was her ball before she was married off to Rodolphus... I think you should have it, so you can continue to aspire to be at her power level, but learn from the mistakes she made on who she spent her time with..."

"Thank you Andy... That's really lovely of you .."

Hermione looked down at the photo of an 18 year old Bellatrix Black. Her cheek structure and facial features had definitely not changed much at all, the woman was just as gorgeous now as she was back then.

Hermione exited the house before she got too indulged with a little bit of Bellatrix's life and decided to stay with Andy for some more hours. Instead she needed to get home to delve into the mind of Bellatrix and read through every diary she had found.


Back to Present -

Hermione had been getting a lot more irritated since that morning a few weeks ago, Ron still had not apologised despite Ginny informing he was being a prat. Harry had lost Hermione's hints and tips on his studying and already started failing his classes again, but Hermione still walked the opposite way when she saw him coming. That meant Ginny had also attempted to talk to Hermione to patch the Golden Trio up from the more cooperative part of the trio, but this time Hermione was pushing back. She wanted to see how long they would last without her.

Dumbledore was still trying to get into her head and the teachers had even questioned her a few times to see what was wrong because not only was Hermione snappier than usual, but the boys were doing very poorly in their studies which was noted everywhere. Hermione had also started sitting at the end of the Slytherin table in the Great Hall and after the first 2 weeks of it went by, rumours were circulating the school, but the Slytherins took it as a win against Harry and the rest of Gryffindor.

"Hermione you need to see sense with this. You three are the Trio of Hogwarts! Even Dumbledore had asked Harry yesterday why you were being moody at the moment! Your grades are fine, but the boys are struggling and teachers are noticing -"

"What exactly are they noticing Ginny? Are they noticing how dumb those pair of idiots are? Are they noticing how once you take me out of the conversation, the two boys can't even tie their own robes?"

"What - Hermione has something happened - are you -"

Hermione turned around with a cackle and threw her hands in the air and for a moment Ginny didn't know what to do. She wanted to support her boyfriend, her brother and her best friend, but she was getting frustrated as well with none of three listening to her.

"I'm absolutely fine Ginny!! I'm better than fine, I'm doing stuff for myself now, and I have never been better!!"

"You were never like this Hermione... You never used to care about such things, and now you are being selfish?? All because you want to prove you are smarter than the two people who have been with you since you started Hogwarts and never once looked at your blood status -"

"Oh so now we are talking about my Blood Status? Cut the shit Ginny! People in this school are watching two thirds of the Golden trio show their true intelligence levels and I am finally showing how important I am! I refuse to go back to looking after those weak minded boys, I will be powerful and happy on my own!"

Ginny looked horrified at her friend, she was now seeing exactly what was happening and she was worried they were all too late to stop it. Ginny took a step forward and gently placed her hand on Hermione's arm to gain her attention and Hermione met her eyes.

"Hermione... You've gone mental... You've gone crazy with power, just because you are smarter and faster at spells than your friends, doesn't mean you are better than them -"

Hermione tugged her arm away from her now ex-Ginger-friend and shook her head with a grin on her face.

"But that's exactly what it means Gin... I am smarter and better than my friends who could never see my true potential..."

"You sound almost like - ..."

"Say it Gin! Say the name! Who do I sound like??"

"Bellatrix Lestrange..."

"Well... I take that as a compliment Ginny, now if you'll excuse me, I have studying to do."

Hermione flung her arm up and the door to the dorm swung open and Ginny Weasley was utterly speechless at the full display of power on the young Witch. Due to Hermione not running after the boys in the past week, she was able to spend a lot more time studying and practising her magic and so her verbal and wandless magic had become twice as strong.

Ginny slowly took herself from the room not only scared but deeply concerned for the woman she had once referred to as a close friend. Hermione made sure to lock the doors as Ginny left and she threw herself on the bed. She ran her hand over her body and the concealment charm she had, removed itself from her body.

Hermione was not wearing the uniform Ginny had seen, instead she was completely naked with only Bellatrix Black's green, and delightful smelling jumper on.

"Accio Photo.."

Hermione held out her arm and Bellatrix's photo came flying into it from her Trunk at the bottom of the bed. Hermione took a deep inhale of the jumper and the scents were running through her senses and down her spine. Hermione groans aloud.

"Bellatrix Bellatrix Bellatrix... They just don't understand the great kind of Witches we are... I am going to continue getting stronger until I'm strong enough to be near you... I can't wait to see those beautiful cheekbones in person..."

As Hermione oogled Bellatrix's picture from when she was 18, she felt herself begin to grow wet and needy. This wasn't how her hobby was meant to start, but it was the direction it had proceeded in and Hermione didn't want to take it off course for even a second.

"You'll understand me like no one else can..."

Hermione's hand ran up her stomach firstly to meet a perk breast with a hardening bud. She moved it between her fingers and imagined the older Witch was lying next to her doing it. She couldn't stop herself at this point, everything in her head went too far and she wanted the pale hand to touch her in all the ways she desired.

"Fuck, you feel so good Bellatrix..."

Hermione's nails scraped their way down her stomach leaving lines as they went and her breathing was getting faster and more laboured. She reached her pussy and moaned out loud as her finger tips glazed over her clit and started gathering wetness.

"Hmm don't tease me Bella... Please, I'll be a good Witch for you..."

Over the time Hermione had spent studying the older woman, she convinced herself on exactly what way Bellatrix would touch her, how she would make her beg, how she would make her feel on a heightened level. Her fingers circled her clit a few times to get her arousal built up more and she became a whimpering mess under her own hand while imagining it belonged to someone else.

Her fingers slipped down to her entrance and she easily pushed through which made her whimper even more. She was being taken to a whole new line of pleasure, and the imagines of Bellatrix's pale hand being the one to do it, set her off to move at a faster pace.

"Oh Bellatrix, fuck I'm gonna - please, please let me come Bella!!"

She was begging the spirit of Bellatrix that she fully believed was with her and fueling her hand movements. She opened her eyes once more to look at the photo again and invision the beautiful woman being next to her, and her back started arching off the bed as her fingers went deeper and faster. She whimpered as she reached her peak hard with complete white stars shining behind her eye lids.

She pumped herself so every single moment of bliss passed over to her, and she got every last sensation she hoped the dark woman would give her one day. The Dark Witch's name was screamed, whimpered and begged for over the next 20 minutes as Hermione got herself off to the thoughts of the Dark Witch with each orgasm.

This happened regularly over the next week. Every single day. Every moment she had the chance to, even during night when the other girls were sleeping in the dorm. Hermione learned to enclose her bed in a silencing charm and would bite down on her tie to keep herself quiet. She would even pretend the tie was some form of kink Bellatrix had wanted to inflict on the young woman and it was one of the most intense orgasms Hermione ever had.

Hermione was in deep and she continued to gain as much information on the older Witch as she could. After a few days, she had got no new information and it was driving her mad. Not nearly as mad as Bellatrix actually was, but it was a very intense level for Hermione Granger.

Hermione had stopped attending classes.

She had decided to only attend meals once a day, sometimes twice if she had enough orgasms to allow her to deal with other students and make her hungry enough.

Her uniform was never done correctly anymore and Hermione had now found a love of eye liner to make her eyes stand out darker and it also took away the look of the dark circles on her eyes from lack of sleep at night.

Oh but sleep was wonderful for Hermione when she did get it. It was filled with her Dark Lover taking her in every position and location possible. It even included times of them torturing other Witches and Wizards together, and that was the point Hermione decided she needed more of, more of everything Bellatrix.

So she sent an owl to another member of the Black family in the hopes of a visit. With what Hermione had explained in the letter from information she noted around Hogwarts, she expected Narcissa Malfoy's presence within a few days.


Hermione only had to wait exactly 13 hours before she was called to the Forbidden forest by an unknown white owl at her Window. It was fairly late in the evening and already dark outside, but she assumed this is exactly why Narcissa had waited the hours she did before her call was answered.

Hermione wrapped herself in a robe and headed down through the castle. As she walked the corridors, other students moved out of her way. She had become a serious contender for Draco's position in the school where no one fucked with her, or decided to challenge her, she was powerful and it was something everyone in the school was really beginning to notice. Draco himself started saying 'Hi' to her as he passed by, he knew how to sense a powerful Witch and was always told to become friends with one.

"Miss Granger... Where might you be going at such a time of night?"

Hermione's shield was straight up in a matter of seconds and any thoughts of Bellatrix or Narcissa were replaced with Harry and Ron being asses again and confronting her about her absence in their friendship.

"Just going to clear my head Professor. It hasn't been a very good week..."

"Of course my Dear... I have heard the boys are lost without you and trying to patch things -"

"You must be mistaken Professor. All the boys have been trying to do is belittle me, tell me I'm not doing well without them and try to make me reliant on them when I am doing clearly fine without having to babysit them..."

Dumbledore softly smiled at the young Witch, but Hermione felt the push in her brain to the point it was nearly causing her a migraine.

So she pulled away from the connection and started walking towards the double doors. Dumbledore cleared his throat and Hermione turned around once more to face the Headmaster, but this time there was no smile, it was a frown.

"Miss Granger... Another Brightest Witch of her age made some grave mistakes in her final year at Hogwarts. I would advise extreme caution so you don't do the same thing..."

"It's okay Professor... I still have another year to correct any mistakes from this year. Have a good evening!"

Hermione did not even wait for a response this time as she continued her journey out through the doors and down the pathway towards the forest. She saw a small light in the distance between the trees and the posture of the figure told Hermione that it was indeed the woman she had asked to see tonight.

"Mrs Malfoy..."

The woman turned around to face Hermione and she could see straight away from Narcissa's impressive cheekbones, she most definitely was a relation of the woman in Hermione's desires. The woman had a stern emotionless face and unforgiving eyes as she turned to face the young Witch.

"Cut the shit Miss Granger, I am not here for idle chit chat... You said in your letter you had some queries you wish to discuss with me but before we go to that topic, I'd like to know the answers to a few of my own questions.."

Hermione smiled as she knew she would get exactly what she wanted from this woman because she was nervous. She had the best stern face but Hermione could see the worries that lay in her eyes. Not to mention her shields were up full force in her head and Hermione could see nothing but dark space.

"Of course Narcissa... I am not here to make you feel uncomfortable, I am here because you have some information I would like and in exchange I will keep my own mouth shut up with what I know..."

"Maybe we can start with that.. How the Hell have you managed to see Draco's Dark Mark?"

Hermione let out a slight laugh as her plan worked perfectly and Narcissa was getting pissed off at the Younger woman's disrespect especially being from the Blood status that she is.

"I didn't actually see it. I worked it out from his jumpers, behaviours and his general scratching on the same part of his arm. I just bluffed it in the hope you would agree to meet me - Although now I have it confirmed, you have my word I won't say anything as long as you tell me what I want to know..."

Once Narcissa heard she had been played by Hermione, her eyes closed and her face fell as she had truly been done over. She listened to what Hermione had to say and she felt ridiculous that a Muggle born had indeed tricked her into showing up tonight and looking for specific information.

"Fine. Out with it. What information do you need, and make it quick before I change my mind! Do you want to know what Draco's plan is, my husband's plan, what about my own hygiene schedule, do you want to know that Miss Granger??"

Narcissa was losing her composure and it was showing to the younger woman. Hermione went and sat on a rock close by as Narcissa watched her with a twitch in her eye. Narcissa didn't like how much power Hermione was able to have over the youngest Black sister right now but her son's safety was at stake and she had to do what was necessary to protect him.

"I want to know everything about your sister..."

"Andy? But Sure you still see-"

"Bellatrix. I want to know about Bellatrix..."

Narcissa tilted her head in confusion and curiosity at the young woman's request. She was completely baffled with what the woman was requesting of her and that's when she wanted to ask why, but she knew there was only one way to truly find out.

"Miss Granger - May I?"

Hermione thought about the woman's request for a moment. She knew exactly what the woman was asking to do and she went over exactly what she wanted Narcissa to see in her mind. Would she think differently of the Muggle born? Or was this what she needed to do in order to gain Narcissa's trust and be her way into getting the information she needed?

"If I show you... Will you tell me everything I want to know about her..?"

"I'll do one better Miss Granger... If you show me your intentions for my sister I will take you directly to her..."

This caused Hermione's interest to peek very highly and she couldn't nod her head fast enough to Narcissa's request. She stood up and closed the space between them so Narcissa could look straight into Hermione's eyes and she immediately started poking through the young woman's head.

The clips flickered through Narcissa's head and her eyes widened more and more as each memory of Hermione passed. She was curious as to why Hermione wanted to see her sister but she was expecting everything but this to be the reason ..

Hermione felt the pull leave her head and she stumbled backwards as her head started to gain its own space once more. Narcissa on the other hand was completely baffled by what she saw, but she had no doubt the memories were true considering there's no way Hermione could fake some of the... Activities she had partaken in.

"Well Miss Granger... That was certainly an experience I have never had before and definitely one I do not wish to experience again. Who knew a Muggleborn would feel that kind of way for a Pureblood Evil Witch... The Golden Girl from the Golden Trio fucks herself to thoughts of the great and evil Pureblood Bellatrix Black. Merlin Hermione, you are Obs-"

Yes, yes I get all your points Narcissa, now please... I am begging you to hold up your part of the deal..."

Narcissa thought for a moment. She thought about what this could mean for her sister's cause if she played a little with this Mudblood. She saw all the benefits in her head and she started calculating all the plans with another extremely powerful Witch invested in their cause.

"My sister will come with the conditions Hermione Granger.. If you leave now, you will leave with me forever. Are you prepared to leave everything here, everything behind you? Your friends, your parents, your whole life?"

Hermione took one more glance back at the castle and all her foul memories surfaced straight away. She even saw Dumbledore up in his tower and she knew he could very well see what she was doing. She wasn't upset leaving the boys behind, all her so-called friends, the teachers who only wanted the Golden Boys to succeed, she wasn't upset about anything at all that was involved at Hogwarts. She was happy at the thought of leaving.

"Take me away and never bring me back..."

Narcissa held out her arm which Hermione took and within a matter of seconds, she was pulled through the tight tub and arrived in the library of where she assumed to be Malfoy Manor. Hermione already was delighted with her choice as she looked around the room and saw hundreds of books piled around the shelves.

"Please wait here Miss Granger, I will need to inform my sister of this revelation before I bring her to see you... Make yourself at home..."

Narcissa left the room and Hermione gleefully took in her surroundings. What excited her the most was the smell of this room as it was the fresh Parchment she smelt on Bellatrix's jumper and it heightened Hermione's senses to their top level once more.

Hermione soon heard footsteps coming down the corridor at a fast pace, one set in particular was skipping out of rhythm to the other set as if that person was trying to keep up with the other one. The door to the library burst open and Hermione's eyes shot up to meet the dark orbs of her desire and she felt her panties dampen in a single moment.

The Dark Witch looked surprised as it appeared as if she hadn't believed her sister that the Golden Mudblood was indeed in their library and here to see her.

"Do you see her Bellatrix? I did not lie... But I believe you will have some things to discuss, so I will leave you in peace. Go easy on her Bella, she is still young and useful for now..."

Bellatrix didn't even respond to Narcissa as she waved her hand for her younger sister to leave them alone. Once the door closed, she continued making her way to the younger woman with a sickening grin on her face as if she couldn't believe the young girl was in her grasp.

"My my... The young Mudblood has come to play with the big bad Death Eater..."

Hermione's mouth hung open but she couldn't quite get any words out as she was totally caught up in the sight of the older woman before her. Bellatrix started pushing into Hermione's mind and the younger woman happily let her poke around every corner of it..

"Now that is all very interesting Hermione Granger... You've been studying me... Following my timeline and my family... You've even spoken to Andy about me..."

Hermione's eyes were locked to the sharp jawline and cheeks that showed her beautiful porcelain skin colour off. Her nose was the perfect size to fit her face and those blood red lips. Oh how Hermione wanted to taste them, to feel them on every inch of her skin, to have them surround her nipples with gentle nips.

"And my bright little hiding spot..? My my you have been a busy little Mudpuppy... You found all my old diaries, all my stories and sexual conquests... Did you enjoy reading them Mudblood??"

Bellatrix was circling the young woman like a lion stalking their prey and Hermione could feel her breathing hitch every time the woman came into view again. She was like a dream that came to life in Hermione's mind. Especially as Bellatrix walked facing away from her, that was when Hermione really felt her eyes pop out of her head. Bellatrix's hips swayed in front of the young Witch as Bellatrix started calculating her next move, her next plan all involving the Mudblood who came to her.

Hermione was too busy watching how the older Witch's body moved and glided, each movement had her hooked and it was just the best feeling the young Witch ever had, to see her own fantasy come to life, all she needed to do was reach out and-

"My my, you are indeed fascinated with me aren't you?"

Hermione's eyes shot up and met the black orbs again as Bellatrix started walking towards her. The older woman felt a strange form of flattery as she was convinced now that Hermione Granger did indeed want her in every way possible. This was going to be her way of pulling the Golden Girl into their cause...

"I'm not..."

Hermione stuttered out the words and the older woman raised her eyebrow at her. Bellatrix walked around to the back of Hermione again and moved the young woman's hair to the side and Hermione's whole body froze with anticipation, want, need and every single kind of emotion she had felt in the past year at an accelerated level.

"You're not? I think you are Miss Granger... You are completely fascinated with me..."

Hermione could feel the warm breath of the older witch on her ear and a shiver shot down her spine as she tried to keep her composure so she didn't embarrass herself in front of this delightfully delicious woman she was in the presence of.

"It's not a fascination... It's a complete obsession... "

There was a pause between them where only Hermione's heavy breathing was heard and the warm breath on her ear was the only thing she could feel as the rest of her body was numb. She had said it and her eyes were shut tight just waiting on the response from the woman she was dying to have devour her, ruin her, just do anything she pleased with the younger woman because Hermione was completely at her mercy now and she didn't want to be anywhere else.

Then she heard a slight giggle and whisper in her ear...

"Come then Mudpuppy .. Show me how really obsessed you are with me..."


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"It's not a fascination...It's a complete obsession... "

There was a pause between them where only Hermione's heavy breathing was heard and the warm breath on her ear was the only thing she could feel as the rest of her body was numb. She had said it and her eyes were shut tight just waiting on the response from the woman she was dying to have devour her, ruin her, just do anything she pleased with the younger woman because Hermione was completely at her mercy now and she didn't want to be anywhere else.

Then she heard a slight giggle and whisper in her ear...

"Come then Mudpuppy ..Show me how really obsessed you are with me..."

Hermione's eyes were blown wide as she heard Bellatrix's order. Hermione was not prepared for this and wasn't quite sure how to react to her obsession being this close to her. She could feel the warm air move quicker by her ear and she thought just for a moment - Bellatrix was excited by this prospect as well.

"What - What would please you?"

Bellatrix licked her lips and the smack of them rang through Hermione's eardrums as her breath quickened and her hands became warm.

"My my - This is almost too good to be true, you are already obedient and want to please me?"

"For the past year all I could imagine was being obedient for you, pleasing you and letting you have your way with me. It's all I've wanted for so long and being here with you is so overwhelming, I don't even remember exactly what it is I had dreamed of doing..."

Hermione felt herself falling to her knees in response to the powerful magic coming from behind her. The Dark Witch moved around to the front of Hermione and roughly grabbed the girl's chin to look up into her eyes. Bellatrix was still poking into Hermione's mind trying to find anything that could point to Hermione coming here as a spy.

She found a memory locked in the young woman's head and knew straight away that Hermione was keeping this at the back because she didn't want her to see it. She pushed a little bit harder and Hermione still kept it locked up.

"Come now Mud Puppy, you are meant to worship me.. - You wouldn't want to upset me by locking me out of any memories would you?"

Bellatrix kept the eye contact as she was wondering around a painting in Hogwarts which Bellatrix knew was kept in the Gryffindor common room. The door Hermione was keeping locked was one Bellatrix assumed was her dorm bedroom and she could hear an argument inside, and a woman crying.

"Let me in now Hermione, or I swear I will send you back to Hogwarts!!"

The threat triggered something in Hermione, and she flinched as the door became ajar and Bellatrix was able to push it open to see Hermione in a beautiful Blue/Purple ball gown, but Bellatrix immediately noticed the young woman's tears and the shoulder strap of her dress was torn.

"I can't believe you've done this to me Hermione! You taunted me all night, dancing with that Russian Fuck! You were all over him, whoring yourself out to make me jealous then as soon as I try to take you, you all of a sudden don't want it!"

"I never wanted it from anyone Ron! Not even him, he's just a friend! You're like my brother Ron, I just don't feel-"

"Shut up!!"

Ron was red in the face screaming and Bellatrix was momentarily stunned. No one in the Wizarding World would expect this from the Ginger Golden boy. He was being aggressive and Hermione was scared, the witch who tricked her sister into bringing her here was scared of the Ginger Weasel. She took note of Hermione's age and it began to dawn on her that this was probably the first form of sexual assault the witch had experienced.

"Please Ron - "

"No!! You don't get to speak to me! You are useless, and a waste of air in the Wizarding World! I was doing this because I thought you'd be a virgin forever because no Wizard would ever look at you in that way! You're pathetic and I'm going to let you stay a virgin because you just aren't worth the effort!"

Ron stormed from the room and Bellatrix allowed Hermione to bring forward more memories of Ron and some of Harry too. Each was showing the dark Witch a pattern of insults, hate, the boys underappreciated her power as a witch and just plain disregard for Hermione's feelings.

Then Hermione started showing her the strength she had. The power she started seeking all because of her obsession over the Dark Witch herself. She quickly shot through the practises, the back handed comments to the boys, getting things wrong in their homework on purpose to then just avoiding them altogether.

Bellatrix pulled out of the Younger Witch's mind and Hermione had a slight gaze over her eyes having remembered everything in one sitting. Bellatrix felt a pull of magical power, a pull that made her slightly admire the younger woman. Bellatrix no longer saw the blood status on the Witch, she saw a powerful Witch and darkness deep inside that she could use, one that would make them unstoppable.

"Tell me Mudpup... Why are you obsessed with me..?"

Hermione had her eyes slightly looking away but soon brought them back to Bellatrix's orbs. She was almost quivering under the dominance of Bellatrix's power above her and knew if asked, she would submit just like a dog to her.

"You are one of the most powerful Witches since Morgana's time, you have accomplished more in your life than the likes of Harry Potter could ever dream of. You do what you have to do in order to get where you want to be, not to mention your trust and loyalty is next to none. You chose a path you wanted to follow and you didn't let anyone take you a different one. I love the way you use your magnificent body to sway the minds of others, you're a poison that you've created yourself to be and I want that poison to enter every single drop of blood in my body with whatever way you see fit..."

Bellatrix smirked down at the younger woman. She imagined this to be how Voldemort felt with someone bowing at her feet willing to do whatever she wanted of them. Bellatrix also made sure to take notice of how well the young Woman looked the way she was now on her knees but could only imagine how much better she would be naked on her knees...

Bellatrix took a step back and held out her hand for the young woman to grab on to. Hermione tilted her head like a puppy slightly curious as to what the Dark Witch had in store for her, but she knew regardless she would take Bellatrix's hand, even if the woman was leading her to her death. Without another word she placed her hand in the outstretched one and Bellatrix smirked at the young woman's faith in her already.

"Do not be afraid Mudpuppy... We are going to my chambers to get you settled in and to allow you to worship my body like you have been pinning to do for so long now..."

Bellatrix took Hermione through the tube and a night of worship was had indeed. Hermione had barely even settled herself from the movement through the tight tube before Bellatrix was biting her neck, marking what she now was claiming as hers. Not that she needed to take much claim as Hermione willingly gave herself straight over to the Dark Witch's demands.

Hermione's fantasies from her obsession were completely fulfilled that night. Bellatrix allowed the young woman, to undress her, kiss every inch of her skin and eat her till sunrise. Bellatrix had a thoroughly good time as well as she found herself giggling and screaming in delight with every orgasm the younger woman brought her to.

There came a part in the night where Bellatrix had become too sensitive and decided she would reward the young woman for her loyality, submission and obedience, and the reward came in the form of one of Hermione's masturbation scenes becoming a reality.

Hermione didn't need to wish it was Bellatrix's fingers tweaking her hardened nipples, because she was now sucking on them, biting them and glazing them in her saliva. She didn't need to picture the woman's toned pale body slipping in next to her because she could see it with her own eyes. She believed it was more beautiful in real life than what she ever was pictured.

As Bellatrix ran her hand down her stomach to her clit, Hermione was able to look at every scar and mark the woman had gathered over the years and it was making her wetter to think of how hot it would be watching Bellatrix in battle, watching her show her power to the world, watching her take someone's life who she deemed unworthly to be in her presence nearly had Hermione cumming on her own.

But the wait was worth it as Bellatrix pounded into her with no mercy, no restraint and continued going after each orgasm without stopping. She bit at Hermione's exposed skin and the younger woman was taken to a whole new meaning of pleasure as she screamed for her obsession, her desire and now her reality.

Come morning, Bellatrix really wanted to test Hermione's levels of obsession with her and her new submission, so afterwards, she allowed the Mudpup to give her a bath were Hermione took great care and pleasure washing the Dark Witch's back with an added food rub, Bellatrix then took her to the Dungeon of Malfoy Manor and began her training to make Hermione Granger almost as powerful but definitely just as obedient as she once was.


4 Months later -

Hermione was smiling. All the time. Every minute of every day, the young woman was not able to help herself as every day was her obsession become reality. Bellatrix was even better than she imagined and at least 3 nights a week, if Bellatrix was home, Hermione was able to worship Bellatrix's naked body in their 4 poster bed and sometimes if Bellatrix needed an anger release, Hermione was pounded by either the Witch's fingers or magical toys that Hermione could never have imagined would feel so good.

Rodolphus had become a problem for them a few weeks after Hermione's arrival, he wasn't in approval of his Wife's new toy and went to Voldemort about the matter demanding that he had needs from his Wife which weren't being fulfilled. Rodolphus went about it in the wrong way though and Voldemort didn't like his tone so killed him on the spot in front of the other Death Eaters.

Hermione was then brought before him so he could see her intentions for Bellatrix and he was delighted with what he saw. He seen ways to antagonise the Order and Harry Potter especially. He seen her betrayal of the light as something that would excuse her blood status and so he declared she could stay with Bellatrix under the condition that this was now an official courting of Bellatrix as the eldest family member of the Nobel house of Black to Hermione Granger, new found secret Weapon of the Death Eaters.

Before Rodolphus had died, he had screamed his opinion at Bellatrix making a statement which even after he died, she only gave minimal thought to the notion of it, but still didn't care for the point. He had announced -

"If you are going to roll every night in the Mud, you are basically giving your approval that Mudbloods are our equals!"

Bellatrix realised only a week after Hermione's arrival how truly powerful the Young Woman was and it made her see the Blood status as nothing more than an excuse to hate certain people just like she once knew when she was younger. She felt herself becoming that person once more where she didn't care for blood status, she only cared for the powerful Witches and Wizards in the world. She still wanted a Wizarding World to filter the weak from the strong, she just didn't care about the blood status they held and she was working herself up to expressing this view to Voldemort and using Hermione as her example.

As she entered her room, she saw Hermione laying on the bed in only a forest green set of underwear and Bellatrix felt something twitch. She wasn't sure if it was the obsession Hermione had with her, the young woman's worshipping ways for her or just the thought of breeding the young woman when she became her wife, or even all of the above, but something always twitched inside Bellatrix when she seen Hermione now, and she felt a form of comfort when she entered their room to find the young woman waiting on her.

Make no mistake, Hermione had the freedom of the Manor and could be found anywhere in the building causing trouble, she had a real flare in annoying Fenrir until he was so annoyed he had to go for a run outside - But Hermione chose to know when Bellatrix would return and took the job of waiting on the woman to come back to her in something appropriately inappropriate. Bellatrix loved it.

Bellatrix had sat at the foot of the bed and let out a deep sigh as Hermione immediately went to the floor in front of her and skillfully used wandless magic to unbuckle the woman's boots and remove them. Bellatrix let out a slight moan as Hermione's hands glided over and massaged her legs.

Hermione knew straight away her Bella was tense and stressed, so she knew she was in for a fun ride tonight, but first she knew Bellatrix liked to rant about her issues.

She slowly lifted herself from the floor and put her legs either side of the woman so she was straddling her. Bellatrix's eyes turned darker as Hermione breasts were squashed together with her bra and now right in her face. She licked her lips as she knew exactly what she wanted to do with them, but at the same time her head was filled with so much nonsense. Hermione started by gently kissing her jaw and moved to her neck leaving a wet trail of want and comfort.

"Tell me my Obsession - What is bothering you my love?"

Hermione sucked gently on the woman's earlobe and continues kissing and leaving gentle bits on her obsession's neck.

"Why must men believe they can choose how we live our lives? I followed Tom because he promised freedom to choose and he promised I didn't have to give up anything to anyone else but - "

Hermione paused as Bellatrix did and rolled her hips as the hands that were holding her sides gently dug their nails into her skin. Hermione let out a little moan and had something stirred from her area below.

"How can Tom agree to such a disgusting request! It should not be about blood status any longer! You are proof Hermione, proof that with the right guidance and right training, you can be as powerful as me! We should be looking for powerful magic not powerful blood!"

There was now blood being drawn from the young woman's hips as the nails dug deeper. Hermione let out another moan and rolled her hips again as she felt the anger in Bellatrix's aura turn her on further. Hermione wanted anything her obsession was willing to give her, and in Hermione's head, her temper was so fucking hot.

"I won't allow it! You are mine Hermione! You are my pet, my Mudpup, that monster will get nowhere near me or you!"

Hermione was momentarily brought out of her haze of lust as Bellatrix mentioned someone getting her obsession and herself. She let Bellatrix bring their faces closer and she felt Bellatrix's warm breath hit her lips with the delicious taste. She met black orbs and saw Bellatrix's possessiveness take over her. It was times like this Hermione knew that Bellatrix was slightly obsessed with her Mudblood, even though she would never admit it to anyone.

"Do you know what Tom is considering? He is considering the request of letting Fenrir put pups in me to keep a pure bloodline going, and since we are due to be married, he added in that it would be only fair to do the same to you??? I will not allow it!"

There was a growl that fell from Bellatrix's lips, and Hermione felt a fresh puddle end up between her legs, it was beginning to become painful, but she was taking her time tonight, her first job was always to cater to Bellatrix's needs before her own.

Hermione rolled her hips again out of reflex and Bellatrix let out a small giggle as she used one hand to grab Hermione's chin and her other to lightly stroke her finger tips over Hermione's pants to feel how wet the young woman was.

"Merlin, you are so God Damn needy for me aren't you my pet? You could never be like this for him or anyone else could you?"

Hermione whimpered and squirmed as the power and dominance was beginning to overwhelm her. She felt herself slightly lean back to show her body in a submissive way to please the woman of her desires. Bellatrix licked her lips looking down at Hermione's body, but soon she took a frown as her hand ran over a faded bruise and bite mark.

"Do you know what displeases me the most Hermione, my pet? Every time I mark you, it's just not good enough. It will last maybe a few days, then no one could even notice that you are mine..."

Hermione's eyes met back to the dark ones with another whimper. This displeased Hermione as well to no end as she wanted to belong to Bellatrix and only Bellatrix. She didn't want anyone else, she didn't need anyone else, she only belonged to her obsession and no one else. Something shiny caught the corner of her eye and it was almost like a sign as an idea sprung to Hermione's head straight away.

She slowly removed herself from Bellatrix's lap and for a moment the woman worried Hermione was about to run the opposite way to go to Fenrir, but her possessive fears were put to rest as Hermione finally spoke.

"Then mark me permanently... Officially mark what belongs to you and no one else..."

Hermione lifted the Witch's cursed knife from the sideboard and offered it to the older woman who was sat stunned at what was being offered to her. She took the dagger out of Hermione's open palms and slightly shook her head, she enjoyed inflicting pain on Hermione, but was this maybe too far for her pet?

Hermione didn't think so.

"Pet, I cant- "

"You can! You are a powerful Witch, your aura demands attention and respect, it demands to have what you want, and I know you want me..."

Hermione took one of the woman's hands and directed it to glide down her waiting body with gentle guidance and Bellatrix kept losing eye contact to follow her hand over Hermione's beautiful skin. She was meant to be the one in control of Hermione, but sometimes she found the younger Witch to be holding her by a rope.

"You don't want to leave me unmarked Bellatrix... Especially when we eventually get married... Imagine you did that, and Fenrir was able-"

Hermione didn't even get a chance to finish her sentence as Bellatrix grabbed the younger woman and threw her on the bed. She waved a hand which took away her dress and corset and sat bare on top of Hermione who was struggling to contain her lust with the sight above her.

"No one else will touch you! No one else has the right to! You are mine! You are My Mudblood, MINE!! - And I know exactly how to let the World know it..."

Bellatrix moved herself and Hermione so she could easily mark the girl's forearm and Hermione was squirming below her. But not from discomfort or fear, but from a need, a need to be hers. She wanted the world to know she belonged to her obsession and no one could take her away.

"This is what you wanted! You wanted to be branded by me! You are that obsessed, you want nothing more than to worship and be mine forever! Well now you will not be able to break free from me! YOU ARE MINE!"

The whole way through writing, Hermione was rolling her hips desperately trying to gain some form of friction, she moaned as pain shot up her arm, but Bellatrix had already trained her body to expect pleasure from the pain so Hermione was on the brink of an orgasm already. Once Bellatrix had finished, she laughed and bit her lip while looking Hermione in the eyes then back to her mark.

"You were such a good girl... Look! Look at your pretty arm! You are going to be mine forever! I will breed my own heir from you! Would you like that my little Mudpup? Do you want to carry my child??"

Hermione couldn't even talk she was so close to her high. Bellatrix now let her see her arm and wrote in a newly forming cut was 'My Mudblood' and Hermione moaned out loud as Bellatrix's possessiveness was creating a mood for them once more. There was a drop of blood dripping from the wound and Bellatrix could not help herself from sticking her tongue out and taking a long lick up her arm to catch the drop.

Hermione couldn't believe how attracted she was in that moment or how much she wanted this woman to completely destroy her. Every part of Bellatrix had Hermione begging for more in every way and Bellatrix grinned widely as she saw Hermione's face looking completely enthralled with her.

"Your blood is not muddy, it tastes wonderful. What sets us apart from other Witches and Wizards is how powerful we are. Me and you are going to rule this Godforsaken World one day my pet, I guarantee it..."

"Bellatrix, fuck.. Just - Fuck me, please, make me yours, I belong to you, breed me, do whatever you want-"

Bellatrix growled and flipped Hermione on to her stomach and ripped away her pants with one hand while calling a toy from their drawer with her other hand. Bellatrix's eyes were blown wide with lust and her hands were shaking as she magically inserted the toy to herself so as she fucked Hermione with it, she would feel all the same pleasures.

Hermione lifted her rear up so Bellatrix could see her fully open, all for her own pleasure. Bellatrix was like a wild animal as she pushed the toy straight through Hermione's soaked folds and pounded with no mercy for the younger Witch who was gripping onto the bed sheets with complete pleasure at the roughness and feelings running through her.

Bellatrix spent the next hours screaming along with Hermione as they went at it until neither could even lift a hand above their heads. They fell asleep wrapped into each other and Bellatrix decided just before she closed her eyes, she was going to make Voldemort see her idea, see her path of thoughts and convince him of the new army they should take over. No more Blood status arguments, she wanted to look at the power of a person instead.


Months passed again and so did Hermione and Bellatrix's wedding. Hermione was even more devoted and obsessed with her Wife than ever before, and it didn't seem to matter how much of Bellatrix she got, she wanted more and more. She wanted more kisses, more touches, more stories, anything at all the older woman was willing to offer.

Bellatrix was becoming indulged with Hermione as well and she started asking the younger woman more questions about herself and growing up as a Muggle. They of course never told anyone how much interest Bellatrix was having because Voldemort had not been talked into the idea of using people for their powers and not their blood status yet.

Bellatrix was still crazy as hell, she had arranged some squibs for herself and Hermione to enjoy the night of their wedding and the younger woman was able to experience Bellatrix's true madness of torture on them as the woman didn't hold back like she did with Hermione. Hermione's pain was always enjoyed and no where near as hardcore as what Bellatrix released on the unfortunate weak Squibs that were caught.

Yes the Wedding night was wonderful until Hermione got jealous of the torture Bellatrix was inflicting on them, so she did the most sensible thing in her head, and killed every last one of them so she could take their place and let Bellatrix's curses wash through her veins.

Bellatrix wondered if Merlin himself had sent the girl to her because every day she was more and more amazed by Hermione's power and strength to be then able to watch her submit at her feet every night. Hermione was born for Bellatrix and she would not allow anyone to take her away.

The day for Fenrir to have his fun with the married couple was also approaching and so Bellatrix went to visit Tom to say her piece before she did something drastic like run away with her Wife.

"My Dark Lord... Thank you for agreeing to see me today..."

"Please my Dear Bellatrix... I always have time for you... Why did you wish to see me?"

Bellatrix stood with slight nerves in her body as she had practised her speech so many times in her head, but now her mind was blank. All she could think about was ravishing Hermione's body again, and the picture soon turned into Fenrir being the one to touch her and she was becoming cross at the thought.

"I would like to object to Fenrir's wish again... I understand he was given permission, but I must insist, Hermione is my wife, my lover, my property... I don't know if I can control myself with anyone else touching her..."

Voldemort thought to himself for a moment before standing and approaching Bellatrix. She quickly bowed again to her Lord, but Voldemort raised her head to look at him.

"I know what you've been thinking dear Bellatrix. I know you no longer believe in blood purity and want to soil our cause with your beliefs. We cannot stop what must happen for the cause, and if you continue to object I will be forced to punish you ..."

Bellatrix stood proud and Voldemort felt her rise behind him so turned to look at her again with a questioning look on his face. Bellatrix was feeling brave because she knew Voldemort would not respect a coward. She reminded herself why she was there and would not let him take her wife.

"I can't allow it my Lord... She is mine and I will be damned if I allow a mutt near her while I am still breathing..."

"Very well..."

Bellatrix was forced to the ground with pain running through her body, the worst she had ever received from Tom and he did not stop as she screamed. He unleashed all he could to the Woman but was cut short as Hermione came rushing through the doors. He met her eyes with a smile and closed the doors behind her.

Hermione had been on the other side of the Manor but rushed to the room as she felt her hair take defence and felt Bellatrix's energy being 'off' in the distance. She looked at her Wife lying in some blood on the ground breathing hard.

"Look Dear Bellatrix, your lovely Wife has joined us... I thought you marrying would sort this all out, but I have made a mistake it seems with how protective your obsession has become of you as well..."

"Don't - Don't you fucking - leave her alone - I won't let -"

Bellatrix stumbled to her feet clearly in agony and whatever spell Tom had in the room, Hermione could not reach her for help. Tom was thinking hard about his next move. He couldn't kill his best follower, but he also couldn't let her nonsense get in the way of his plans.

"Your time is coming to an end Tom Riddle..."

Voldemort's head shot up as be looked at the Mudblood before him and he realised in that moment he had indeed made a grave mistake when he allowed Bellatrix to keep her pet.

"What will you do Mudblood? You are not strong, you are filth below my shoe! Blood purity will win this war, and no one can stop that..."

"I can stop that!"

Bellatrix steadied herself and took another step forward as she gained every bit of strength she could in order to protect her Wife. She would not let Voldemort take the girl away from her.

"Blood purity is not the way forward! We should be looking at the strength of Wizards and Witches! Hermione is a strong and wonderful Witch, her blood is not mud, she is wonderful. If you can't see that, you will not survive My Lord... I'm trying to help you-"

"Shut up! You dare speak to me like that! You are just as bad as the mud you have chosen to lay with! If I had known how she would disturb your mind I would not have allowed her to make you weak like -"

A jinx hit the side of Voldemort's robes which made him stop mid sentence and he looked over to see Hermione standing with her wand held out. She could take most things as shown by how Bellatrix would curse her for fun sometimes, but she would not allow Voldemort to talk badly about Bellatrix.

"You don't see how wonderful she is! All you seen once upon a time was her money and status, but you never saw how amazing and magically gifted she is! That woman there has done more in the past years than you have in your lifetime! She is wonderful in ways you could not even imagine and I know for a fact if she had run this war, we would have won by now!"

Hermione didn't notice Tom's snake coming from behind and it soon knocked the wand from Hermione's hand and Voldemort began his killing curse. The green light sprung from his wand straight for Hermione and she closed her eyes waiting on it hitting, but once she opened her eyes, she seen the gleam of a shield placed in front of her, one apparently strong enough to cause a rebound right back to Voldemort who's body slowly turned to Ash.

She slowly turned her head to find a very stunned looking Bellatrix and Hermione slowly walked to her as the Snake bit itself so it would die as well. Nagini did not want to live in a world without its master just as Hermione would not want to live without hers.

"Bellatrix -"

"He was a fucking nutter! Imagine thinking he could kill my pet in front of me! I may be mad, but I know my place and I know the right and wrong moves to make... He made a wrong one Hermione and I hope you learned your lesson today..."

Hermione widely smiled as she grabbed Bellatrix's face and pulled her into a heated sexual kiss where she clung her body to the older woman.

"You are so fucking sexy when your powerful..."

"Well I'm just about to become more attractive then pet... It's time we take over the Death Eaters..."

Hermione then watched Bellatrix do just that. She called a meeting later that evening and announced Voldemort's death, there was of course a mixed reaction in the group but after Fenrir and Lucius were killed by Hermione's hand for disrespecting her obsession, they all soon agreed with Bellatrix's point and believed it was time to wipe the weak from the Wizarding world and only keep the strong.

Bellatrix sat on her throne that night, with Hermione on her lap as they dined like the Queen's they now are. They were about to take the Death Eaters into a new way of life and Hermione was promised to have her own evil ways with anyone of her choosing...


The battle of Hogwarts was brutal. Not for the Death Eaters surprisingly, only for the weak ones who followed the light. There were deaths everywhere and it was starting its end in front of Hogwart's castle where all the remaining Order survivors were waiting on Voldemort making his appearance to end the war.

Yes, Bellatrix and Hermione were not the smartest Witches of their age for no reason, they kept it air tight that Voldemort had passed and so everyone on the outside believed the plan was still the same outside of the Death Eaters.

Bellatrix went to the front as Harry potter and Ron Weasley stood to the front of the Light and Bellatrix Cackled as she saw how little had survived their attack. She knew her Wife was in the back waiting on her grand entrance to surprise everyone, she was going to enjoy introducing her again.

"Where is he hiding!! The least he could do is show his face after his destruction!"

Bellatrix laughed at the pain on Harry's face and she smiled at him with her tongue hanging out as she could feel the excitement now radiating from Hermione's own magic. There was nothing left except to kill Harry as the boys had done the work of destroying the other Horcruxes for them unknowingly that Voldemort was already dead. This just meant there could be no backlash from him in the future and they could rule now as they see fit.

"Poor Itty Bitty Potter... I am afraid I don't know who this 'him' is that you keep referring to..?"

Bellatrix let another cackle along with the rest of the Death Eaters who stood tall waiting on their next command in order to finish the war once and for all. Hogwarts was surrounded and there was nothing the Order could do now to help save it. It was already over.

"Stop playing games you Bitch!"

"Ah ah Potter! Do not call her that!"

There was a stunned silence as a part of the Death Eaters stepped aside to reveal the voice behind. Out walked a whole new Hermione Granger, who had cut her hair up into a short Pixie cut, no longer sporting her school robes but was instead in fishnet tights with black leather shorts over them and a forest green top. She also was now wearing the same over-coat robe as the Death Eaters and no one dared move as they watched this new version of the girl walk over to Bellatrix and plant a deep kiss on her lips.

Bellatrix looked up at everyone with a grin as Hermione moved to the side and wrapped herself over Bellatrix's body with her own sickly smirk to match her wife's.

"Let me introduce you all to my new wife..."

There was a gasp in the crowd not even a whisper was spoken due to the stunned look of their once Golden girl.

"You would remember her as Hermione Granger, but the thing about Hermione Granger was none of you appreciated her. None of you took the time to see her truly, or make her feel wanted and cared for... I took that time. Yes she came to me with a found obsession, but I saw where it had come from, I had seen the brilliance behind your Golden Girl and I made her my own... So again, I will introduce to you my Wife - Hermione Black. New and improved, and someone who would now kill on the spot if she deemed it necessary..."

There was a laugher from the back which Hermione noticed immediately as belonging to Cormac McLaggen and the young woman didn't even blink as the anger course through her and she pointed her wand straight at him with a green bolt leaving the end of it.

Cormac's body fell to the ground.

"Ooooh I hope he wasn't important. You see how much better she is... That was a very good shot my Love, you are truly wonderful aren't you..."

Bellatrix reached forward and gave Hermione a gentle kiss to the cheek and Hermione could not remove her smile for a single moment. Ginny took a step forward and Harry held her hand as they tried to take in their friend's new make over.

"But - Mione, you -"

"Don't you dare address her like that!!! It is reserved for the people who care and I will not hesitate to blast you into next year if you show her such disrespect again!!"

Bellatrix's eyes were wide and her wand was pointed at Ginny, the redhead Cowered slightly behind her boyfriend as Bellatrix did not look like a sensible choice to argue with. Harry took his turn to step forward and voice his questions.

"But it still doesn't explain where Voldemort is? He should have come here himself instead of sending his dogs to do his dirty work!"

"Oh Harry Harry Harry..."

Hermione spoke as she circled her lover and began to stroke Bellatrix's cheek as she stood behind her. Hermione kept her other arm around Bellatrix's waist and nipped at her ear with a slight giggle.

"You always were as stupid as Ron. Voldemort isn't coming! He's already dead! And you finished the work for me and my Bella, because you went ahead and destroyed the Horcruxes for us..."

Bellatrix laughed along with Hermione as Harry paled and looked at the ground. Everyone around them could not believe the revelation happening right now, and because there was no plan in place for two Witches to be killed instead of Voldemort, there was nothing left to do.

"But she's a Mudblood!"

There was a call from the back and this time Bellatrix aimed her wand for the Slytherin girl and shot her dead to the ground. There was no mercy or time for nonsense today which included the insults of Bellatrix's wife.

"You all would do well to take her Death as a warning to no longer insult my Wife! The first rule I will be inflicting is that 'Mudblood' is no longer a name to be given to anyone. Blood status is no longer important to us..."

There was plenty of whispering now and Hermione didn't even listen to the world around her as she was busy playing with Bellatrix's ear, neck and jawline.

"We only care for powerful Witches and Wizards, and we aim to take away every weak magical person, very far away from our world. So you all have a new decision in your hands. You can take a step forward now and be welcomed with open arms to get yourself trained to become powerful in our ranks - Otherwise you will face an open judgement with me and Hermione to see what we will decide to do with you..."

There was silence as people started thinking over their choice and what the two Witches in charge were asking of them. Draco of course was the first to move and join his Mother, he had only briefly known what was going to happen, but was delighted all the same to be part of a better World than one under Voldemort's rule.

"You see everyone, Hermione was my turning point in all of this. What we are taught - to hate mudbloods should no longer be a thing. Hermione is the most Muggle here, but she holds on to power as well as I do and that is what we need in the Wizarding World! No more bald man with a snake tongue telling us that women, Mudbloods and half bloods are not strong enough, no, now we stand as two communities, the strong and the weak!"

Luna Lovegood was the next to step forward, followed by Neville. They had been friends with Hermione for long enough to know the woman was smart beyond her years and if Bellatrix was the side to be on, they went with their Faith in the young Woman. Hermione smiled as they came towards her side and she greeted them both with a hug and as she turned more people moved across, even Hagrid and Madam Pomfrey made their way over.

Hermione took the time to greet each student and teacher as they made their way over, and some of them didn't greet her back but she didn't take it to heart as she understood their choice to change was to keep them alive and not loyal to her. But in her head she was thinking of all the ways her and Bellatrix would beat the submission into them.

Hermione spun round to see who was left and she found only a few handfuls of people decided not to join and she smiled as she saw Ron, Harry and Ginny at the front of those people. Oh she was going to have fun making them pay for everything. There were also a few bitter Slytherins who once bullied Hermione and apparently still wanted to keep the pure blood idea alive, oh she already had special plans for them as well.

"Is that everyone? Ron? Harry? Ginny? No chance of changing your minds in all of this? I'm sure I can find some toilets for you three to clean in the new Ministry??"

Everyone laughed but Ron stepped forward and spat at her feet. Bellatrix growled from the side and nearly took a charge for the boy but Hermione quickly stood in front of her and kissed her lips gently.

"Soon my love... We will have fun with him in a matter of days..."

"You're right Baby... Ahem, take them to the Dungeon at Black Manon, me and Hermione will deal with them as and when we see fit. The rest of our new recruits, return home and tell your families of the new Wizarding World Order... If anyone had issues with it, explain to them what happened here today. You will be called for your training in due course so we can allocate jobs for everyone..."

That was the last statement made form the Queens as they returned to their bedroom from the castle to have their celebration fuck. Hermione had set up the room before they left with Bellatrix favourite whip, body candle wax and best strap. She was going to be destroyed tonight just like they destroyed their enemies today and Hermione's clit was tingling from the thoughts of what ways Bellatrix would make her cum tonight.


"So what you are telling me, Seamus, is you want to join our ranks but Dean Thomas told you we were bluffing and not to follow... Well I mean Dean is dead so he can't confirm his story can he??"

Seamus was shackled to the ground in rags with cuts over his body. Weeks had passed and Bellatrix was trying to fight through the birds of people who wouldn't join originally to see if they had changed their minds after the chaos Hermione and Bellatrix had caused recently.

"Please Madam Black... I do want to join..."

"He's lying, isn't he my love?"

Hermione finally lifted her head from Bellatrix's neck which she had been previously kissing in a loving manner. She looked down at her ex classmate and knew straight away he was lying. But Seamus was never mean to her, and so decided to twist Bella into keeping him for a job like making bombs.

"Hmmm you know he's lying darling... But he could be good for making bombs in the future battles who may take to destroy us? He was terrible in potions..."

"Would you like him alive my Love? Was he nice to you in class?"

"He was one of the nicer ones yes... Keep him alive baby..."

Bellatrix kissed Hermione on the cheek and scowled back down at the boy on the floor. Seamus was relieved as he heard Hermione announce him to be kept alive and he praised his Merlin that he might just survive now.

"Yes young Leprechaun... Thank your other Queen for how merciful she had been to you today. A boy from Slytherin was released into the back lake covered in mermaid food earlier today because he would give her dirty looks at school... Thank your Queen and leave!"

Seamus shot up once his chains had been removed and he bowed as he thanked Hermione on his way to the door. Hermione couldn't help the giggle as Bellatrix gently bit on her neck and she ran her hand through the black curls on her wife's head.

"You are becoming very nice to these boys who do not deserve it my Love... "

"Come now baby, we need the low of the low in ranks to make sure our army remains big. Seamus will be here for a year but he had a very big mouth... He will piss a guard off and die by his own hands... Plus you know if you said to kill him, I would still do it... I'd do anything for you..."

The two women leaned back to have another kiss but were interrupted by someone knocking at the doors. Bellatrix called a quick come in and went back to giving Hermione a kiss on the lips with a rough bit which drew some blood. Hermione sighed and moaned as Bellatrix licked her lip and Hermione sucked the blood from her tongue.

"I'm sorry to disturb you my Queens... We have brought your sister as requested, the baby is waiting with your other sister Narcissa, Madam Black..."

"Quick Quick, bring dear Andy in!!"

Bellatrix gently placed Hermione on the seat next to her and stood as Andy was brought into the room and placed in chains in front of her. Bellatrix looked down at her sister and for the first time she was torn on what to do. She had every intention of killing the woman once she came face to face with her, but times had changed and she no longer hated her for running with Ted. She hated her because she didn't come forward when Bellatrix first broadcast for her sister to come home...

"Why didn't you come back Andy... Why did you try and run again?"

Andy met Bellatrix eyes and it felt like looking into a mirror again as she eyes her sister's same dark eyes but lighter coloured hair.

"Why wouldn't I run Bellatrix... You told me next time you saw me you would kill me..."

"Andy I no longer hate you because of Ted... I love Mudbloods! I see now that there is no blood status difference... There is just a difference of strength! And I trained you Andy!"

"Bellatrix why can't we just live our lives as our own! We don't need a leader or someone who believes they are better than anyone else! Hermione isn't even in love with you, she's just sickenly obsessed with you!!"

Bellatrix smacked her sister in the face and turned around in a huff. She was fuming her sister would say such words to her and she raised her wand. Before she could mutter the words Hermione came up behind her and wrapped herself around her Wife. She hated what Andy had said but she also knew she would never have learned so much about Bellatrix without her...

"She's making you mad Baby and I understand, but she unknowingly made me fall in love with you. All the stories from your childhood, all the tales of how wonderful you were. She also gave me photos of you... And after my parents left... She took me under her wing... Please don't kill her... Give her time to adjust to us, show her you are back to the way you always were..."

Hermione caressed Bellatrix's body in all the right ways and kissed all the right spots which made Bellatrix lower her wand and pull away from her sister with a scowl on her face. Andy looked up with wide eyes as she saw for herself the way Hermione had calmed her sister down.

Bellatrix was crazy. Hermione was crazy, but somehow together, they balanced the impossible. Andy saw a new part of her sister and decided in her head that maybe she should give this life a go. Anything to keep Teddy safe...

"Promise me I can keep Teddy safe here... He's all I have left of her..."

"I - I am sorry about your daughter Andy... The man responsible for killing her faces the same fate... I promise I will not harm you or young Teddy... I don't think Hermione would ever let me... Guards, take her and Teddy to the guest room on Narcissa's side of the Manor please..."

Bellatrix went back and threw herself onto her throne as she thought about what Andy said. Was Hermione just obsessed with her, maybe she didn't love her? Should she say anything? Hermione saw the thoughts in Bellatrix's head and went back to her spot of straddling her Wife's legs.

"Bella... It did start as an obsession... But I can promise you, it became more than that. It became a deeper meaning to me than just an obsession. I still have all my desires about you, my wants and my thoughts are the same but they've grown... And just like the little seed in my belly, they will continue to grow until I burst.. Don't let anyone tell you anything different my loving obsession..."

Bellatrix smiled and gently ran her hands side by side on the bump Hermione was starting to show. They decided not to wait any longer and after a long talk two weeks ago they made their choice. Bellatrix wanted an heir to her new growing empire, and Hermione wanted to be a Mother to her Wife's offspring, so everyone would win.

Nearly everyone...

"Presenting the pathetic excuses the Wizarding World has ever seen - Mr Harry potter, Miss Ginevra Weasley and Mr Ronald Weasley!"

The Guards strap the final three prisoners to the floor and stand at either side of the room in case they are needed for this one. Hermione was not going to be nice at all and so decided to leave them till the very last out of all the survivors in the dungeon and Bellatrix could not help the smile on her face as she sat back and watched Hermione inflict her revenge on the people who wronged her the most.

"Well isn't this a surprise - Ginny last time we spoke, you told me I was acting like my Wife back there... Still think so?"

"No - I think you're worse..."

"Tsk tsk tsk Ginny really... You're chained up under my sword... Is not really the time to throw insults? You're acting as if Bellatrix is a monster..."

Before Ginny could speak again, Hermione closed her mouth with a simple spell and smile, then asked a guard to come forward. He slowly walked over and Bellatrix was curious to know the young woman's fate.

"Ginny will not be dying today... Put her in with the house elves, she will become just like her Mother is, but to the whole castle. Tell the guard if she refuses at any point, to kill Molly..."

Ginny's eyes widened and Hermione knew straight away Ginny would never put a toe out of line. Hermione was almost as bad as Bellatrix was now, but she still knew who gave her some form of a good life at Hogwarts and Ginny was one of those people, so she could live with her family at Elf level and Hermione would not have to think about her again..

"Now back to my favourite pair of boys. I have a very special treat for both of you -"

"I don't care what you have to say any more Hermione. You betrayed us. Just hurry up and kill us so we don't have to watch you and her slobber all over each other any more..."

Ron of course didn't know when to keep his mouth shut. Hermione just shook her head as she moved from Harry and over to in front of her Ginger friend.

"Do you know Harry .. Ron here tried to rape me at your Yule Ball... He would have as well if I didn't quickly put a protection charm on myself... So he's got a very special punishment .. He's going upstairs to me and Bellatrix's room and he will be stripped and placed on a chair with a very sharp blade over his dick. Bellatrix is going to fuck the magic out of me tonight -"

Bellatrix joined her wife from the stage and wrapped herself around Hermione, the thought of making the Ginger watch her fuck Hermione was turning her on already and she wanted to do it then and there.

"Hmm how will I do it Hermione... Strap, my fingers, my mouth, tell me how you want me baby..."

Ron gulped hard as he felt himself already getting aroused at the thoughts of the pair. Hermione laughed out loud as she felt Bellatrix grind against her ass, and that's when she pushed her off slightly.

"Later baby - And I will let you take me whatever way you desire... But yes Ronald... The moment you get a Hard on - Your dick will be sliced off, then once I've had enough orgasms from Bellatrix and your screams of agony, I'll kill you, just like putting down a sick dog..."

Bellatrix laughed as she bit her lip and moved herself back in front of Harry. She eyed him and he stared back with complete composure. It appeared Harry had already accepted his fate and knew that they were going to. him today so he sat there patiently waiting.

"And finally, the boy who lived, the chosen one, the one who could do no wrong, Dumbledore's lap dog... I have absolutely nothing special planned for you Harry, because truth is you aren't very special at all. You never were special and you never will be special. I am the special one, me and my wife - and we can't forget our little bean who is deeply growing inside me at the moment. We will live as a happy family, something you never had so I suppose you wouldn't understand. Enjoy the afterlife Potter..."

Hermione backed away and grabbed Bellatrix's hand as she allowed her wife the honours of the final spell to be spoken that day. Ron was already being dragged out screaming for Harry as the boy who lived finally came to die. The words were spoken so effortlessly on Bellatrix's lips, it wouldn't have even disturbed a baby. And as Harry's lifeless body fell to the floor with a thud, Hermione and Bellatrix became lip locked once more, in a heated sea of passion as they were about to continue the rest of their lives together as the Queens they are.

I guess it's true sometimes - Your Obsession can become Reality.