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DISCLAIMER : If I owned Harry Potter - Harry would be with either Draco Or Voldemort/Tom and Hermione would be with Pansy or Bellatrix. All of Harry Potter is owned by the lady herself, J. . Not me, not you. Her. That is all.

Warnings: LGBTQ+ Couplings - Don't like? Don't read. Furthermore, Dumbledore and Ron Bashing but only for fun. You have been warned.

Now on to the chapter:

The Feel Of Her Lips -

Hermione had been taken to The Riddle Manor to stay until schooling began for the new year. Sitting in the library, she read and read about different subjects and subdivisions of dark magic, soul magic, aura magic, blood magic, her thirst for knowledge unlike any of the other death eaters had seen, since of course, their lord. She would often be seen in the library where the dark lord presided most days, also. "Good morning, Hermione" Voldemort said. "Hello, Tom." She replied, lost in her studies, then suddenly realising what she had called him, sat up and stumbled "I'm sorry, I do not where that came from, my lord." He watched her and slowly smiled "It is fine as long as you only call me Tom when we are alone; I am not your lord whilst in this library, Hermione, I hope to instead be more like a friend that can help you, especially with your studying. You are so bright, after all." "Thank you, my- Tom." she replied quietly.

Returning to her books, she read on until Bellatrix entered the library. Spotting Hermione, she sat on the seat next to her on the couch and turned to look at her as she read. 'She is an angel - a fallen angel, but an angel no less' thought Bellatrix. 'I will have her'. Hermione, recognising the feeling of being watched, looked up and jumped out of the seat at having someone so close, her wand drawn and ready. "Don't do that, always announce yourself." Breaking down into laughter she couldn't hold it in, Bellatrix laughed at how cute Hermione was when startled. Hermione sat down and soon joined in with the laughing. When they finally stopped the just stared at each other. Hermione looked at the woman in front of her, so full of beauty, so wild, untamed, vicious yet charming, the black waves of hair cascading down her face like a waterfall and those beautiful eyes shining with mischief.

Bellatrix looked at Hermione, so beautiful, so curvaceous, wild, intelligent, and warm. Her eyes the most beautiful shade of brown, her lips full and her face angelic in even the librarys low light. Moving closer Bellatrix asked "Are you interested?" "What? Erm.. what do you mean, Bella?" 'She called me Bella, she gave me a nickname, she must like me' Bellatrix thought. "Are you interested, in me?" "Well, you are quite interesting and really beautiful" Stated Hermione before realising that she had said that last part out loud without wanting to. "Am I now?" purred Bellatrix before moving closer. "Well, how about we see if there is chemisty?" "And how do you suppose we do that?" Asked Hermione. Bellatrix leaned forward and grabbed the collars of Hermiones shirt bringing her lips down gently on her own. Kissing her slowly at first then more passionately as the kiss continued and the moans that Hermione made just gave Bellatrix more determination and drive to make Hermione hers.

Later on that evening, Hermione held her head up high as she entered the grand dining hall where she would now sit to have her initiation ceremony into the Death Eaters circle. She sat in the seat assigned to her which was across from none other than little miss deranged herself. "Bellatrix" She acknowledges with a nod of her head and a small smile threatening to break out, to which she was given the same response back. "Hermione" Bellatrix purred. 'Oh merlin, why is that so hot? I should not like this woman, but.. do I?' While fighting once again with her raging emotions she is startles by the entrance of the dark lord. "Hello my fellow colleagues, how are you all?" He spoke with such a clear and charming way about him, what was it about him that made her feel so safe. Throughout the meeting reports were given about the events of certain tasks, the ministry, Hogwarts and the followers of the light. Finally, her initiation. Voldemort stood from his throne and gesturing to her, she rose also. "This, my friends, is Hermione Granger, please welcome her to the fold." A loud thunder of clapping and welcomes made her eyes throb as she smiled and nodded. "Thank you." After sitting down the meeting was wrapped up with "Lets not forget that our enemies are sometimes friends and friends are sometimes enemies." 'Wow, that was deep' thought Hermione. Whilst on her way out of the grand dining room she heard her name being called.

"Yes, My Lord." She asked. "Miss Granger, I am sorry to keep you back, I just wanted to ask you a few questions that need be asked for knowledge purposes." He smiled, lightly. "Why, of course, for knowledge." she replied with a faint twitch of the lips. "You are a muggleborn are you not?" "Yes, that would be correct" Hermione replies in slight confusion - although she would never admit it. "You see, if you were what you thought, a muggleborn, then you would not have been able to gain access to this manor, let alone this room. Perhaps some tests are in order?" "What are you saying? That I was adopted?" "More like taken" Said Tom, viciously. "Taken from whom and by whom, my lord?" "By the light and from me, Hermione, you are Hermione Riddle, I am sure of it."

"Well, shit" Hermione replied.

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