Hey there! So this is the first story that I've ever posted on FF after years of reading Bellamione fics. I'm apologizing in advance for any grammatical errors, spelling mistakes, or out of character personalities. I'm planning on making this a multi chapter fic after my exams are over next week and no worries the chapters will get longer.
Chapter One: Curiosity Killed the Cat
Hermione always wondered if she was as insane as the wizarding community said, the woman who struck terror in the hearts of any brave witch or wizard, Bellatrix
Black. She exuded a dark intelligence and beauty that fascinated the girl who had never met someone to match her brilliant intellect, besides perhaps Dumbledore himself. Hermione's curiosity is what got her in this situation; she couldn't decide whether the beating of her heart was from fear or exhilaration, as she ran through the Forest of Dean from the very woman who invaded her every thought.
"Run Muddy as fast as you can, soon you'll be my little toy," cackled Bellatrix when the brains of the Golden Trio was within arm's reach; she had always enjoyed the chase and was seized by the desire to have the girl within her grasp. Bellatrix's legs pumped furiously beneath her in a sudden burst of speed as Hermione stumbled on a root in front of her; she tackled the girl to the ground, straddling her back while holding her hands down. "Who needs magic when I can take the pathetic muddy all on my own," sneered Bellatrix.
"Don't even bother to struggle mud blood, you're mine now," muttered Bellatrix as Hermione attempted to fight her way out from beneath the powerful woman. "Get off me you miserable c—"Hermione yelled breathlessly as she continued to struggle; "Shut up muddy, the sound of your dirty mouth talking is disgusting!" Hermione tried to dodge the fist that quickly went soaring down into her stomach, which halted anything that she may have tried to say as her gasps of pain filled the air.
"Now don't you get any ideas girl, you're coming with me and if you struggle again I can promise you that you will regret it." She was so young. So naïve. This child believed that she could enter The Ruins and get away with it. Bellatrix scoffed at her foolishness, "Why did you come here, surely you did not come for the scenery," she said quietly. Bellatrix did not move from her spot on top of the young mud blood, she had waited so long to find the girl and she wanted to watch her prey squirm a bit longer.
Hermione did not disappoint. She struggled against the witches hands, curly mahogany hair whipping violently as she struggled, wide hazelnut eyes darting wildly around her searching for some way to escape. "There's that foolish Gryffindor pride that you dunce's are known for, now tell me why are you here?" Bellatrix was seized by the strange desire to continue the conversation, without killing the girl or torturing her for information. Why in Merlin's name would she want to do that? Just for a bit of fun? She was already being too kind to the Gryffindor girl and it was unacceptable.
Hermione stopped, she laid still and silent for a moment before she responded, quietly. "I- I was looking for you…" the girl squirmed beneath her in discomfort from being held so tightly. The girl was looking for her? But why? Bellatrix herself had spent the better part of her time, after seeing Hermione for the first time in the Department of Mysteries, searching for the girl. However she was evasive and not so easily tracked, but the smartest witch of her age truly messed up when she dared to speak her Lord's name. "I didn't think that you'd be here anyways." A melancholy tone had entered her voice and no matter the situation it did nothing to stop the effect that the girl's voice had on her. Hermione was unhappy, and it made Bellatrix upset to hear her sadness. This, like most emotions, very quickly turned into irritation for feeling sympathetic, and Bellatrix frowned at nothing.
"Why were you searching for me muddy? Looking to spy on my Lord? Answer me!" Bellatrix's lip curled as she grasped the girl's luscious curls in her fist and pulled hard, she couldn't help but imagine doing this in the throes of passion as Hermione served her. The girl gasped in response to her actions, "No! I wasn't here to spy. I heard that you were seen near the Ruins and decided to see if I could find you." Bellatrix shifted the girl on to her back so that she could see her face when she spoke to her, "That does not explain why you were seeking me out girl. Do you have a death wish? I've killed hundreds of your kind and tortured many more." A look of fear finally entered Hermione's eyes and while Bellatrix relished in that look, she couldn't help but feel remorse for frightening the girl.
"I… I just wanted to see you. Ever since I saw you in the Department I couldn't get my mind off of you." Hermione stuttered out while her eyes wandered anywhere but on the frightening woman straddling her stomach. Bellatrix couldn't begin to understand the stupidity of this girl's decision; she was supposed to be the brightest witch of her age was she not? Her face fell into an expressionless mask as her grip on Hermione's wrists slackened, the girl was a complete conundrum but Bellatrix would not let this opportunity slip from her grasp.
She had the girl and she wasn't going to let her go back to her band of idiots now that she had finally found her. "Get up," Bellatrix let out harshly as she got off of the girl and removed her wand. "Don't even think of trying to run from me. Not only do you not have your wand but we both know how well running went earlier." Hermione slowly stood up from the hard ground, the snow from the forest floor had seeped into her pants without her even realizing and it had become quite uncomfortable. "Where are you taking me?" Bellatrix gripped on to the girl's waist as she removed her wand from her corset, "A place where you can explain yourself, now hold on tight." Hermione grasped the dark witch's arm as tightly as she could: the next thing she knew everything went black; she could not breathe and the pressure on her body could only be one thing. They had apparated.
************************************************************************************************************************************Just to clarify "The Ruins" mentioned are in the Forest of Dean. They were used to imprison enemies of the Death Eaters during the time of it's use and the Snatcher Camp was used by Snatchers for the same purpose. If you have any constructive criticism or comments I'd love to hear them. Thanks for reading!