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Bellatrix Lestrange smiled to herself. God, how she loved to hurt that ickle Mudblood. It made her feel powerful and more alive than she had felt in years. To have control of someone in that way was definitely a turn on. It wouldn't take long for her to have the young Gryffindor cub completely in her grasp. To Bellatrix' surprise it had been a welcome change to use a different torture method besides the Cruciatus curse. Usually Bellatrix enjoyed playing with her victims, making them suffer and break them bit by bit. But the Granger girl was… different. She couldn't really explain it, but she felt connected to the younger witch somehow. Something in the pit of her stomach roared, it roared every time she thought about that stupid Gryffindor girl.

Hermione Granger groaned loudly. How could she have been so dumb? She had willingly let the scariest death eater alive inside her mind, let her see most private thoughts and desires. Hermione closed her eyes and thought back to the last dream about her and Bellatrix and tried to laugh the whole situation away. She was being manipulated, she didn't actually desire that deranged woman. Right? Deep down Hermione secretly longed for that sweet, sickening "torture". The seductive tone of her voice when she tormented her made Hermione's toes curl. She thought about all the things she wanted Bellatrix to do to her and she could feel the lust spreading through her like a fire. She couldn't take it anymore, she had to do something about this. The next time Bellatrix attempted to break into her mind she would be prepared to fight back.

The young Gryffindor was sitting in the restricted section with her nose buried in a book when she felt it. Bellatrix. This time she was prepared, she would not let down her walls without a fight ever again. She could feel Bellatrix' presence, it was like a poison, numbing her senses making her feel relaxed. Once again she heard that inviting voice beckoning her to open up her mind.

That's it, Mudpup. Just relax and let me in. You know you want to. You don't won't the dirty little fantasies to stop, do you? We're only getting started, I still have so much fun in store for you.

"Shut up" Hermione said out loud. Thankfully the restricted section was empty. Channeling the bravery within she decided that she would give the older witch a taste of her own medicine. "You're pathetic. You haven't been able to face me after you gave me that idiotic lovebite, because deep down you wanted it just as much as I did. You're just a delusional death eater that is too scared to face her own feelings.

Oooohhhh. Did the big nasty death eater hit a nerve? Do you really think that I, Bellatrix Lestrange, would lust after you? A pathetic, disgusting little Mudblood. I'm taking my time toying with you. I can make our little playtime a bit steamier? What do you say? I know that I left you a hot, panting mess last time. I couldn't have you climax in the middle charms class now could I.

"You can try all you want; I will resist you." Hermione replied coldly. "If all you're going to do is try to break into my head and toy with me for fun, I'll practice occlumency. I am the brightest witch of my age after all. We both know that I'll master it fast. Imagine how sad it will be for you when you can't enter my head anymore, that sounds frustrating doesn't it?" Hermione smirked to herself.

Listen here, Muddy. So far your little "dreams" have been pleasant, but I assure you that I can make them horrific. I can hurt you in ways you can't even understand. Is that what you want? To be tortured by images that will be burned into your mind forever?

"Lies." Hermione replied quietly. "I'm not scared of you or your little mind games anymore.

Well, well, you have that Gryffindor courage. I'll give you that. Don't say that I didn't warn you or give you a choice. Until tonight Mudpup.

Hermione scoffed. Well done, Granger. You fought back. She thought to herself. It was only with a slight sense of worry that she went to bed that night. "She won't get to you." Hermione mumbled before falling asleep.