Chapter 1: Things
A/N:So one of my other stories had a reviewer request that I write a bellamione fic. I have since been wracking my brain on a story that might do one of my favorite pairings justice.
Inspiration came from Instagram where the amazing: Grangerblackfamily has a series of bellamione incorrect quotes. Some of my stories have hit the point where they are turning more serious and heartbreaking in some sense, and so I thought I could play with this idea. I do not own these ideas from Instagram, that lies completely with whomever's handle that is, which I think is brilliant by the way. Again imitation is the highest form of flattery and I truly enjoy their work. At the end of each chapter I will post what the original insta post was.
That's not to say I won't do some chapters without those prompts and interject my own story ideas, just realize some of these amazing ideas came from an author in which I very much enjoy their posts.
Oh yeah also on this story I will definitely be taking prompts, so feel free to send them either PM or in the reviews!
Hope you guys enjoy!
Andy and Molly sat in the kitchen at the Burrow, surrounded by their children and the remaining members of The Order. The war had been over for almost 3 years at this point and most everyone had remained close.
Most intriguing about the aftermath of the war was the almost immediate disappearance of one third of the Golden Trio as they had been dubbed in The Prophet. She had taken several odd jobs that always required traveling and immersed herself in her work. Throughout her travels she had taken to writing several books and had became quite the authority on many varied subjects. Not surprisingly her information had been compiled in such a manner that drew the reader in and gave such thorough information that they became the standard to which Hogwarts text books were to be written.
Most curious was also the fact that she had not returned to Hogwarts for her last year of education, but decided to finish through correspondence with the professors there and taking the necessary exams administered at the Ministry. Everyone had assumed the bookworm would want to return to her last year at the wizarding school she so loved to return to a sense of normalcy and obtain a sense of completion.
Apparently that was a wrong assumption.
By all accounts the bookworm had been seen across the globe living her life to the fullest any had post war. Pictures in the Daily Prophet were always taken from a distance of her doing things like sky diving, snorkeling, skiing, even excavating ancient Egyptian ruins.
The only person whom had seen her at all in the last years with any consistency was one Fleur Delacour. They had met again while Fleur had began working as a curse breaker in Egypt. The young Veela had been tight lipped about any details regarding the young muggleborn, only that she seemed to be happier than anyone the Veela had seen post war.
What was even more mysterious was the shadowy figure that always appeared next to Hermione on her adventure photos. She had even credited the mystery person in every book or article she wrote, simply stating:
To my twisted rock, always
The 'a' in always was always written as the symbol for the deathly hallows.
The Prophet constantly had several speculation pieces printed about who the young Gryffindor's new beau could be. However, no one could ever seem to quite figure it out.
Today was special, as Hermione's best mate from school Ginny was having a baby shower for her first born. She and Luna had married in the most unusual ceremony privately much to Molly's chagrin. Hermione promised to attend, as she was to be named to child's godmother along with Andromeda Black.
The festivities had begun over two hours ago and while the ridiculous baby themed games had finally finished, the group had congregated in the kitchen for tea service before the presents would be opened.
'Is she really coming?' Ron asked his sister, extremely anxious, wanting to try and rekindle what he viewed as the shy woman always pining for him.
The red headed wizard had become something of a playboy since the end of the war in the worst way. He had shagged every witch that batted her eyes at the young man and had gotten a reputation as a womanizer. Living off of the money they had earned from a grateful nation throwing gallions at the Golden Trio, made up entirely of Death Eater wealth. Hermione, never once being comfortable with the gifts had split her money between prudent investments, her parents, Molly Weasley, and her mixture of charities. Harry since he already had loads of money from his parents split his bounty between the Weasley parents, Hagrid, Hogwarts rebuilding costs, and Andromeda and Teddy Tonks. Ron had almost completely spent everything down to the last Sickle and Knut.
Fleur rolled her eyes at the selfish boy-man.
'Oui, I'd say she is due...'
A flash of green flames interrupted the Veela, and none other than the reclusive Hermione Granger stepped through the Floo. She wiped at the soot now covering her traveling robes.
'Sorry I'm late, I was doing things.'
The conversation stopped immediately, grins all around until another flash of green and a dark hooded figure entered the cabin stating in a salaciously smug manner, lower timber of voice, however still decidedly feminine and shockingly familiar.
'I'm things'.
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Jaws dropped as the hood lowered and revealed a now fully coherent and healthy looking Bellatrix Lestrange standing in the Weasley home striding towards the Golden Girl and wrapping her arms around her from behind, peppering her with soft kisses.
At first no one acted then it was as if an delayed explosion went off. Ginny spit out the pumpkin juice she was drinking. As her dreamy eyed wife spoke about nasty little mythical creatures known to be infesting the juice from time to time.
All at once voices questioned much in the manner of the muggle movie Rocky Horror Picture Show the late Nymphadora Tonks loved
'Mione?' Andy asked concerned
'Andromeda?' Hermione stated flatly
'Mione?' Ron asked getting mad
'Ron?' Hermione stated rolling her eyes
'Bella..' Andy raised an eyebrow filled with mirth
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'…' Bella just looked to her sister challengingly.
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'Mione?' Andy asked this time laughing
'Andromeda?' Hermione grinned
'Mione?' Ron asked getting more and more angry
'Ron?' Hermione stated rolling her eyes even more
'Bella..' Andy raised an eyebrow filled with mirth
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'…'. Bella winked
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'Mione?' Andy stated fill out laughing this time
'Andromeda?' Hermione chuckled
'Mione?' Ron full out yelled this time, face turning purple
'Ron?' Hermione rolling in laughter managed out
'Bella..' Andy said through giggles
'Look…' Andy began, but was interrupted by none other than the boy-who-lived
Harry had summoned a small muggle gong and slammed into it loudly, yelling out, 'Master! Dinner is prep-a-yad!'
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Crickets chirping
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'What? You've got to be joking? Has no one seen that movie? It's a cult classic, Tim Curry is fabulous in drag!'
Original post:
Hermione: *entering*
'Sorry I'm late, I was doing things'
Bellatrix: *following grinning smugly, 'I'm things.'