The Dark Lord sends Bellatrix to Hogwarts under the guise of a sixth year to spy on Harry Potter.
Bellatrix discovers how miserable Hermione is and slowly converts the girl to the Dark Side as both her Lover, along with one Miss Weasley.
What happens…
When Bellatrix's true identity is revealed…
When Hermione is stolen away under the guise of night…
When Ginny's brother is caught doing naughty things…
What will happen this faithful year?
Dumbledore was killed by Lord Voldemort in the Department of Mysteries
Severus Snape and Draco Malfoy are still at Hogwarts
'Bella,' he hisses. She walks over to Him, her dark red black curls quivering with excitement. 'I have a mission for you, my pet.' He hisses into her ear, a reptilian tongue tracing the curve of her earlobe. She represses a shudder. Despite popular belief, Bellatrix is in no way attracted to Him. She is a lesbian.
'I want you to pose as an exchange student,' he murmurs, hands tracing her curves, he knows how it agitates her and the romantic rumors amuse him, 'I want you to befriend the Golden Trio- forget Potter, I want you to seduce his companions. Lead them to us. To the Dark Arts.' Bellatrix nods and feels a cold hand slip under the back of her dress and trace her hips and shoulder blades. It is one of those days.
'Aerlene Black. That shall be your name.' He whispers. 'Find the cracks and make them chasms, ma belle`.'
Hermione tries to moan in an attractive way. Harry pants on top of her and groans as he shoots his release.
'Thank you Harry!" she fake pants. He rolls over and pushes his slimy tongue in her mouth. She tries not to gag and makes some reluctant tongue movements.
'I better leave before someone comes.' He winks. Hermione feels like shuddering with repulsion as he fingers her breast with thick, clammy fingers before hopping out of her bed.
At least tomorrow they leave for Hogwarts, she tries comforting herself, and he can't get into the girl's dorms.
Hermione cannot stand the thought of sleeping in her bed after what just happened so she rolls out and curls up on the floor. Ginny knows she'll be there but she doesn't understand. Ginny is a bit of a Bisexual whore and doesn't mind been shagged. She can't understand Hermione's revulsion to it. Shagging with a male is so… unnatural.
Hermione would do anything to refuse Harry, to bed Ginny instead, but Dumbledore's last words, before he was killed in the Department of Mysteries, echo around in her head.
'Miss Granger, Harry has a lot of responsibility on his shoulders. He will need a respite as he grows older. I need you to provide that, it is your obligation to him and the Wizarding World, whether that is a friend, a mother or a lover. If he needs something on the terms of any of these obligations you must give it to him. You must never lie.'
She hates Dumbledore. She wishes he had never insisted on that Unbreakable Vow, holding her to that promise, and she hates having sex with Harry.