Disclaimer: I don`t own Harry Potter but i wish i did...
AN: This is my second fanfic and my first Harry Potter fanfic. I hope i did ok... I tried to make it as close to the book as possible
"Wait," said Bellatrix sharply. "All except…except the for the Mudblood"
Of course it would be her. She knew it but it didn't help stop the terror that ran through her like ice cold water.
"No!" shouted Ron. "You can have me, keep me!"
Bellatrix hit him across the face; Hermione winced as the blow echoed the room.
"If she dies under questioning, I'll take you next," she said, "Blood traitor is next to Mudblood in my book. Take them downstairs, Greyback, and make sure they are secure, but do nothing more to them – yet."
For once, Hermione didn't know what to do. She had no plan, no nothing. She threw a panicked look at Ron as Bellatrix cut the rope binding her to them. She saw Ron's own scared look before Bellatrix dragged her into the sitting room by her hair.
When she let go, she began to circle Hermione like a predator. Hermione was trembling with fear knowing what Bellatrix did in the past.
"Where did you find this sword? Tell me now and I might give you a quick death." Bellatrix said pointing her wand at her chest.
She glared at her "I don't know what you are talking about."
As soon as she finished Bellatrix yelled out "Crucio!"
The pain was so unexpected, Hermione screamed out loud. It was like her insides had turned to acid, burning her, and all her bones felt like they were shattered. She knew she was only under the curse for maybe half a minute but it felt like a lifetime. When Bellatrix lifted the curse, she was on her hands and knees, panting and shaking.
"Don't mess with me Mudblood. Where. Did. You. Get. The. Sword?" She spat, her eyes filled with anger and disgust.
She didn't say anything but she braced herself if she could for the evitable.
With a scowl and an almost lazy flick of her wand Bellatrix cried out "Crucio." once again.
The pain flooded Hermione once again as she writhed on the floor. It seemed worse this time if it was even possible. Faintly she could hear Bellatrix screaming at her but she didn't know what she was saying.
As soon as Bellatrix dropped the curse, she was gasping for air. She could still feel the pain as it lingered in her body. She was in a loose fetal position on the floor and her face was pressed on the floor. She could almost hear someone say her name. It sounded like Ron or maybe her imagination.
"I'm going to ask you again! Where did you get this sword? Where?" She went up to her and kicked her hard in the ribs.
"We found it – we found it – PLEASE!" Hermione screamed again, tears forming in her eyes. She just wanted it to end. The torture was slowly breaking her, slowly tearing her apart physically and mentally.
But the answer she gave was unsatisfying to Bellatrix. "You are a lying, filthy Mudblood, and I know it! You have been in my vault at Gringotts! Tell the truth, tell the truth!"
Hermione shook her head frantically but Bellatrix shot the Cruciatus Curse at her and everything disappeared except for the pain. It seemed as time went on the curses got stronger or maybe it was because that Bellatrix was getting angrier. Every part of her body was throbbing, her ears were starting to ring and everyone in the room was getting blurry. Far away she could hear Ron call her name. He sounded so scared and desperate. She longed to be in his arms, safe, and just tell him how she felt.
"What else did you take? What else have you got? Tell the truth or, I swear, I shall run you though with this knife!" Bellatrix said brandishing her knife in front of her face. The blade was pressed against her cheek.
To prove her point, she quickly slashed her cheek, leaving a bloody trail. Hermione cried out as the swallow cut throbbed with pain.
"Do not piss me off further. How did you get into my vault? What did you take?" Bellatrix said in a low deadly voice.
"We didn't." Hermione said panting, "I swear, please." She could never betray her friends no matter what happened.
Bellatrix grabbed her arm and forced her up. "For someone who is suppose to be smart, you sure are making some stupid choices. Though you are only a worthless Mudblood, I didn't expect anything more." She gave her a cut to the shoulder and dropped her back on the ground. She wiped her hand on her robes as if they were dirty.
Hermione groaned as she tried to stop the bleeding that was dyeing her sweater a crimson red.
"What else did you take, what else? ANSWER ME! CRUCIO!" She didn't even give her a chance to answer.
Hermione screamed as the pain ran throughout her body like sharp knives.
"Do you like being cursed Mudblood? CRUCIO! Tell me now!" Bellatrix barely gave her time to collect herself before she cursed her again. She was screaming worse than ever and she didn't think she would last much longer.
"How did you get in my vault?" Bellatrix screamed as she lifted the curse, "Did that dirty little goblin in the cellar help you?"
"We only met him tonight!" Hermione sobbed, "We've never been in your vault…" She tried to think of something, anything that could help them out of this horrible mess. "It isn't the real sword! It's just a copy, just a copy!"
"A copy?" screeched Bellatrix, "Oh, a likely story!" She pointed her wand at her again. Hermione tried to brace herself.
Lucius intervened though, "But we can find out easily!" Lucius said, "Draco, fetch the goblin, he can tell whether the sword is real or not!"
Blurry-eyed she saw as a frightened Draco all but ran out of the room to get the goblin. Bellatrix turned to Hermione "You better be goddamn right or I can guarantee you a fate worse than death."
At that moment Draco reappeared with the goblin. Bellatrix went to stand right in front of him saying "You better tell the truth or you will end up like her. Is this the real sword?"
"Please, it's the truth" Hermione pleaded. Bellatrix didn't even turn around as she pointed her wand at her and said "Crucio." Once more pain reached her and she could feel her body and mind get weaker. Her throat hurt from all the screaming she had done. Black spots danced across her vision and the ringing in her ears never stopped.
"Don't interrupt me filth! Now tell me goblin. Is it the real sword?" When Griphook didn't respond right away she slapped him across the face.
"Stop! Don't!" Hermione cried out weakly before she realized that it was a stupid mistake that would only further anger Bellatrix. Instead of cursing her again though, she gave her a hard kick in the ribs, making Hermione scream out.
"What was that?" shouted Lucius as a faint crack sound was heard, "Did you hear that? What was that noise in the cellar?
"Draco – no, call Wormtail! Make him go and check!" Hermione heard footsteps leave the room once again and tried to fight the darkness that was trying to overtake her.
She hears Bellatrix ask about the sword again and this time the goblin answers. He says it is a fake. Thank goodness. The relief she feels is overwhelming as she finally gives into the darkness.
The last thing she can remember is someone saying "NOOOOOOOOOO!" and a flash of red hair.
AN: please review and tell me if it is good or not. if you don't like it TELL me why just don't say it.
I hope I did the characters justice, Bellatrix is cool but was hard to write
Next chapter is Shell Cottage :D
