Chapter 1

Hermione was wandering around the empty halls of Hogwarts. She was on her perfect duty. She was about to finish when she saw a black figure standing at the edge of the dark forest. Not a minute later she saw Dumbledore join them. Thinking it was none of her business she wanted to turn away from them, when they started walking towards the castle. There was something familiar about the figure but she could not figure out what. As they came closer to the castle there was no denying of who it was. It was Bellatrix Lestange. Hermione gasped. Why was she here? And why was Dumbledore nor attacking her? She had to find out so she glided down the stairs and molded into the shadows of the great hall.
"I'm sorry Bellatrix. I never wanted to put you trough that. I know you and Sirius were very good friends."
"With all do respect professor he was not only my best friend, he was my cousin. He was the only one who knew about my cover. The only one I was able to have a normal conversation with." Bellatrix smiled sadly. "It was my fault he died." Dumbledore shook his head. "That is not true. You were only trying to protect him. There was no way in which you could have known what the veil does." They stopped at the bottom of the stairs. "And you are always welcome to take that teaching job I offered to you."
"I will think about that. But will probably have to deny you once again. After all I did spent all of those those years in Azkaban because of your theory. Besides sometimes it is fun to live without any rules." There was a spark in Bella's eyes that mesmerized Hermione. Actually the woman herself mesmerized her. Her voice was much deeper and calmer than at the Ministry. Her curls were still wild but looked well taken care of. And her teeth were perfect. The woman was perfect. Hermione's eyes went up and down the witches body. There was arousal forming in her belly just from looking at her. She had never felt this way, not even when she looked at Ron. Bella's body was full of curves and soft looking skin while Ron's was bony and rough. Because of her ogling Hermione failed to hear the end of the conversation between the headmaster and the death eater and only saw Dumbledore walking up the stairs. But Bellatrix just stood there and it was making Hermione nervous. Bellatrix couldn't possibly know that she was listening, could she?
Hermione's internal question was answered as Bellatrix looked directly at her hiding spot.
"You can come out now, i don't bite you know." Hermione slowly stepped out of the shadows and towards the gorgeous woman.
"I take it my introduction isn't necessary?" Hermione just shook her head unable to speak. There was no way this was the same woman that she met at the Ministry. She was calm and... Well she wasn't crazy as far as Hermione could tell.
"I am also going to assume that you heard the whole conversation me and Dumbledore had." Hermione nodded again. "Am I really that scary? That you can not speak a word?" Hermione finally gathered the courage to speak.
"Yes, yes you are scary. I mean you are the second scariest person in the world." Bellatrix smiled a wicked smile.
"Great than my acting skills are still perfectly intact. Since you heard the conversation earlier I am going to have to ask you not to mention it to anyone. For now my cover must stay intact. Are we clear?"
"Yes. Although I do have some further questions I would very much like to ask you."
"Now is not the time if you have questions take them up with Dumbledore. I will see you around."
And with that Bellatrix was gone. Hermione's questions pounded against her mind. How was it that no one in the order knew of her cover? How was it that someone would spend such a long time in Azkaban while being innocent? And most importantly why was Hermione thinking about Bellatrix's curves? As she was thinking about all the complicated things Hermione found herself in front of the library. She decided to leave the research for tomorrow. But people sure would look at her funny if she was looking at books about the darkest wizards of their time. Do she unlocked the door and quickly slipped inside. She looked between the shelves and when she was satisfied with her collection she slipped back out and into her room where she pushed the books under her bed and fell into a sleep fill of curves leather and black curls.

A/N: yes I do realize my English is crappy. And I do realize the story seems weird at some places. But there are not enough of stories about Bellamione so I decided that one more won't hurt much.
I have no idea where to go from here. I was thinking of two things: I include the last book and Bella helps them destroy the horcruxes or Bella becomes a teacher at Hogwarts and mentally tortures children and scares the shit out of them.
Tell me which one you like better and I will obey. Please do review because if you don't I will have the feeling that no one loves me and cry in the corner instead of of writing.