First of all, a big thank you to the people who took the time to review the first chapter. I know that you have been waiting for the second chapter, and I'm sorry that it took so long for me to publish it. Right after I published chapter 1 I got a full time job and I moved in to a new apartment so I've been incredibly busy the past month. I have several ideas for how I will continue the story. However, I'm open for suggestions. :)
Hermione froze. "This can't be real." She thought to herself. "Yes, Mudbaby, this is real. Aren't you happy to see me?" Bellatrix asked. "N- no. I mean.. I don't know." Hermione replied quietly. She was painfully aware that she was trapped in the room of requirement with a crazy and unpredictable death eater. What did Bellatrix desire in the room of requirement, and what did Bellatrix want with her? "Well, Grangerbaby, I desire no object in the room of requirement. But I have to admit I'm rather curious about you. How is it that a 16 year old mudblood like you is called the brightest witch of her age?" Bellatrix said cooly. Hermione gasped. Before she could respond, Bellatrix spoke again; "I'm an exceptionally skilled legilimens and I have no problem breaking in to your mind." As the older witch spoke, Hermione couldn't help but think about her dreams. How intense they felt, were they the work of the dark haired witch? And the she heard it, Bellatrix voice inside her head:
Yes, dearie, those dirty little dreams of yours are my work. I saw the way you were looking at me during our meeting in the department of mysteries, and I simply couldn't resist toying with you. It's been a delight to see you squirm. To see the shame and guilt wash over your face. How would itty- bitty- baby Potter and bloodtraitor Weasley react if they found out about your crush on the big bad death eater, hmm?
"NO, STOP IT." Hermione stumbled backwards. "Please, stop it."
Bellatrix laughed. "Please stop it." she mimicked. Dearie, I've just started our little game. Bellatrix moved closer to Hermione, pinning her against the wall. I have every intention to make your life a living hell. No one outsmarts me and gets away with it. I want to expose you, punish you, make you vulnerable and see how long it takes for me to break you." Hermione whimpered and tried to escape, but the death eater pressed her body even harder against her, pressing her knee between Hermione's thighs. "Oh my, are you really that easily turned on?" Before Hermione could even think of a response Bellatrix quickly bit her neck and started sucking on the tender flesh. Hermione melted. Or at least that's what it felt like she was doing. Every logical thought was replaced by want and desire. Suddenly, the older witch pulled out her wand and mumbled a spell. With a devilish grin she said; Now, you're mine. No matter what you do, your little "lovebite" won't go away. I want everyone to see what a dirty little mudblood you are." And with that the dark haired witch disappeared in a puff of black smoke.
