Hermione slowly opened her eyes. She had done this for the right reasons, right? She looked around her. She was right where she had started. She was hidden well out of sight in the trees outside of Hagrid's hut. Hermione hoped this had worked but there was really no way to tell, so she started walking. As she made her way into the castle she didn't see anyone she recognized. This was the first sign that things might have actually gone as she had planned. Hermione slowly made her way up to Dumbledore's office. He would have all the answers, but she would have a lot of explaining to do.
Hermione took her time entering the office. There in his chair at his desk sat the headmaster himself. His beard wasn't quite as gray as it was when she left, and his face wasn't wrought with worry. This had worked. She was thrilled.
"Sit down, I've been expecting you," Dumbledore said in a calm voice.
Hermione did as she was told. She was curious as to know how he knew she was coming, but it wasn't important. She was here none the less.
"Now miss Granger would you like to tell me what is going on?"
Hermione was reluctant but decided that they would sit here all day if she didn't start explaining herself. "Well I thought I would change the future. It's in such shambles and I'm not sure if we can win this war. I decided to sacrifice myself and come back in time to try and change the events of the future." Dumbledore placed his hand on his beard, "you know there is no way to return to the future when you use the time turner?"
Hermione nodded, she knew the consequences, she hadn't fully thought them threw, for fear that she wouldn't go through with her plan. "Well Hermione, you have done a very brave thing, giving up your friends, and the life you led. I hope for your sake and the sake of the future everything works out as you hope."
Hermione grew sad, she tried not to dwell on the things she was losing, but tried to stay focused on all the things she would be preventing. Hermione requested to be put into Slytherin, she figured this would be her best hopes at getting close to the future death eaters. Dumbledore agreed and fetched her some green and silver robes. Hermione put them on and started out the door, with her hand on the knob she asked, "How did you know to expect me?"
"Time doesn't move forward in a straight line as most people think, it is multidirectional." Hermione had no idea what this meant but she walked out the door and headed toward the Slytherin common room. Here she was met by professor Slughorn. He gave her the password and showed her around the place. It was so cold and damp compared to the Gryffindor tower. A cold chill ran up her spine. She was beginning to doubt her plan, but she quickly pushed those thoughts from her mind.
Slughorn showed her to the room she would be sharing with other Slytherin's. It was the middle of the day and the room was empty. Slughorn left her to get set up. Hermione found the empty space and made quick work of putting her belongings away. Hermione was nervous. She sat on the edge of the bed, her fingers crumpled the bed spread anxiously. She nervously sat there and waited to meet her future roommates.
Hermione took the time to look around the room there were three beds in the room. She was occupying one of them. She wondered who the other two belonged to. One of the beds was made up neatly. The girl's stuff was stacked in neat piles. By the looks of things she enjoyed writing. There were notebooks and journals scattered every where. The other bed was completely opposite. There were things strewn every where. The bed was half made. There were multiple sets of robes laying around. Her school books were tossed about. This could be interesting Hermione thought to herself, she could feel her curiosity building.
Hermione heard the final bell ring for the day. This meant she would meet her roommates soon. She began to feel sick to her stomach, but she really had no where to go. She could never go back to her own time, she would just have to deal with her current present and learn to adapt. Hermione heard someone put their hand on the door knob she held her breath as she waited to see who was about to come in.
In stepped a small blonde girl. Her eye's were a resilient green. Hermione was captured by her buzzing aura. The girl paused for a minute but continued to plow right through.
"Hello. My name is Rita. Rita Skeeter." Hermione couldn't help but roll her eyes at this. what had she gotten into. "They told me we were getting a new class mate. It's a pleasure to meet you. Where are you from? Why did you decide to come to Hogwarts? How old are you? What year are you in? Have you had any magical training?"
The questions came a mile a minute. Hermione didn't have time to respond to the first question before she was asked ten more. She finally got Rita to calm down, and she explained everything about her self. Well at least the story she had made up to tell people. The tragic story about her parents dying, and how she was sent to live with her aunt and uncle in America. How she hated them, but they recently passed away. So she moved back to England. The girl sat entranced as she listened to Hermione give her history. Even though it was all complete bullshit, Hermione told it in a very convincing manor.
After half an hour Hermione felt that the two had gotten to know each other well enough, she decided to inquire about their other roommate. "Oh… That's Bellatrix's side of the room." Hermione looked at the messy half of the room. She couldn't believe her ears. She honestly thought she was going to be sick. Did she hear right? She would be sharing her room with the notorious death eater. How could this be possible. Hadn't anyone realized she was demented. Hermione took deep gulps of air. She would have to talk to Dumbledore and try to get a different room assignment. There was no way she would ever share a room with that crazy woman.
Just as this new information was sinking in, the door to their room opened, and in walked a tall skinny girl with long black curly hair. It was so shiny and luscious. The girl had dark eyes they were the deepest brown Hermione had ever seen. The girl had a warmth to her, her eyes were innocent and deep. Hermione was instantly attracted to her charisma. Was this the Bellatrix Lestrange that she would come to fear and loathe? honestly it couldn't be.
Bellatrix took two steps to the side of the bed that Hermione was sitting on, she stuck out a hand. Hermione was weary, but grabbed because she didn't want to offend the dark death eater within the first minute of meeting her. Hermione noticed how warm and soft her skin was. "Hi. I'm Bellatrix Black, but please call me Bella." Hermione was almost rendered speechless."I'm Hermione Granger." "Well it's very nice to meet you miss Granger." Hermione blushed, she wasn't sure why, but she couldn't believe how nice and warm Bella was being. Maybe it was a trap.
The three girls settled into the room. Hermione helped Bella with her homework. Not that Bella needed the help, she was smarter than a lot of adults, but Hermione loved doing school work. Rita and Bella filled her in on the in's and out's of Slytherin. They told her who to avoid, who to befriend, who the pranksters were. They also told her who their favorite and least favorite teachers were. Bellatrix of course said McGonagall was her favorite.
Rita walked out of the room swiftly. Bella seized the opportunity and sat beside hermione on her bed. She took Hermione's hands in her own, "never mind Rita. She's a nosy little thing. She means no harm. It's just a lot to deal with." Hermione giggled. If only Bella knew the half of it. If she could have known how Rita would grow up and how she would be the nosiest woman alive.
The two young Slytherin's sat on the bed and continued talking. Bella revealed some of her up bringing, but for the most part hermione got the impression she just didn't want to talk about it. The time flew by and Bella's stomach started to rumble. She was utterly famished. Bella led Hermione down to the great hall. They took a seat at the Slytherin table.
Bella was quick to introduce her to some other classmates of theirs. They all seemed exceptionally nice. Hermione had no idea how the Slytherin's had gotten such a bad name. Each and every student had plenty of questions for her. They were very warm and excepting.
Hermione took a shower and said goodnight to her roommates. Rita would be escorting her to get her time tables in the morning. Hermione was most excited to start taking classes. She crawled in between the green blankets and closed her eyes. Her mind was running rampant with thoughts of Harry and Ron. She wanted to know how they were doing. She had to push those thoughts out of her mind. It was no longer her reality and there was no use dwelling on it. Hermione could hear soft snores coming from the young blonde. Her mind shut its self down, and before she knew it she was being waken up by Bella.
Hermione felt misplaced when she woke up. She was so use to the Gryffindor tower and the sun shining thru the windows. It was so dark down in the dungeon it was hard to tell if it was day or night.
Hermione grabbed her robes and books and headed out the door with Rita. She got her class schedule and was pleased. It was much like the one she had before. Hermione's first class was potions. It was an easy class for her. To her delight Bella was in the class with her. Along with other Slytherins she had met the night before.
The day went on easy enough. The final bell rang and Hermione gathered her belongings and marched down to the dungeon. She made her way into the common room where a bunch of students were playing wizard chess, doing homework, and gossiping about all the things that had gone on that day. Hermione made her way to her dorm room. It was empty to her relief. She pulled out one of her text books and started working on her homework. About ten minutes had gone by when Hermione's solitude was interrupted by Bella. She sauntered into the room in the softest of ways. Hermione couldn't help but stare at her.
Bellatrix changed out of her robes and into something more casual. Bella wasn't afraid to show off her body, and Hermione couldn't help but notice how fit she was. Hermione blushed when Bellatrix had caught her staring. She quickly adverted her eyes and stared back at her half filled piece of paper.
"Come on," Bella said, while pulling Hermione out of her chair. Hermione had no idea what was going on but she really wanted to follow. She was so curious to find out more information about the dark witch. She desperately wanted to know how this sweet young girl became the demon Hermione knew her as.
Well here's the first chapter. No promises on when the next update will happen. I was going to wait to post until I had the whole thing wrote, but that went out the window. Thank you for reading please let me know what you think and any suggestions. I'm also still looking for a co-conspirator for this story. xoxo.