She wasn't sure what to make of the middle Black sister, after Bellatrix's warning Hermione treaded lightly around the woman afraid of what she was capable of.

Hermione was taken to a small cosy cottage on the outskirts of Winchester where the dark haired woman and her daughter Nymphadora lived.

The cottage was nestled in the countryside surrounded by beautiful green fields with white picket fences which pleasantly surprised her after all Andromeda was a pureblooded witch who was used to big grand luxuries.

A week into her stay Hermione barely saw the older witch and when she did grace Hermione with her presence she remained silent and withdrawn.

One morning she finally got to meet the elusive auror from this world. Thankfully somethings don't change especially when they came to Nymphadora Tonks.

"Wotcha Hermione" Tonks cheerfully greeted from the kitchen table, her mud caked boots resting on the wooden surface.

Groggily nodding her greeting in return, Hermione shuffled around the pink hair witch her dressing gown far too long for her ended up catching on the foot of the chair.

The neck of the gown tightened around her throat, panicking she yanked the caught material knocking the metamorphmagus off her seat and into Hermione. The floor came up fast she pitched forward bracing her arms out for the uncomfortable impact.

"Careful! And some people think I'm the clumsy one". Her saviour barked a tinkering laugh, her hands on Hermione's waist steadying her, her spindly fingers caressing her robe cladded stomach. Soft cinnamon and vanilla wafted from the body holding her, the smell was very appealing.

Tonks suddenly appeared in front of her leaning on the kitchen counter a frown on her face, rubbing her bruised backside. "Damn I now know not to mess with you in the morning".

Hermione tilted her head back, her cinnamon eyes drinking in the sight of Andromeda smirking down upon her. Horror etching on her features as she realised her dressing gown was untied exposing her barely clothed body. Squirming she grabbed the robe slash but Andromeda ripped it away from her gown and ditching it on the table.

"Won't be needing that little witch" she whispered into her neck.

Hermione wasn't sure what to make of the woman's strange behaviour, well strange for the world that she was tossed in. This woman seemed to switch between hot and cold confusing the young witch.

Glancing up for help she suddenly realised she was alone with the handsy woman. A cold shudder ran down her spine.

"How are you finding living here little witch?".

Hermione shrugged, the dark curls falling into her face tickling her cheeks. A warm tingling sensation pooled in her lower belly at the feel of the nails scraping lightly over her ribs.

"It's better than the orphanage" she mumbled.

"Dolores likes her lost strays, makes her feel special. I can see why she enjoyed punishing you" Andromeda growled.

Hermione jumped at the slap on her backside earning a chuckle from the playful witch. Teeth nipped at her earlobe.

The front door slammed shut followed by heavy footsteps on the carpeted floor of the hallway.

"Andromeda where are you?" an rough masculine voice called out.

Suddenly she was released the older woman taking the surprisingly enticing warmth with her.

A short man with dull green eyes blundered into the kitchen. The bright light from the bulb hanging from the ceiling shined on his balding head, she had to bite her lip to stop the laughter, he reminded her of a muggle bowling ball. The man was dressed in yellow overalls covered in black stains, his big belly straining against the tight material wobbling as he moved.

Andromeda sat with her left leg over her right knee, a cup of steaming coffee in her hands. Hermione quirked a brow at the speed the woman possessed.

"What can I do for you Edward? I am certain I told you to knock before you enter my house". The way the woman spoke halted Hermione in her tracks. Not even Bellatrix Lestrange spoke so coldly to her enemies.

Her back turned Hermione fumbled with the muggle kettle, reaching above her, she grabbed a mug from the shelf, stumbling against the counter as she slipped.

"You might want to pull down your nightie little witch" Andromeda warmly advised her.

The red blush crept up her neck, she yanked the dressing gown down below her knees.

"I see you have found a replacement" the man Edward sharply replied.

"Oh yes I have taken to a fifteen year old child that has been placed in my care. Don't be stupid Edward. Now I will ask again why are you darkening my doorstep?".

The plump man sat on the chair, the wood creaking under his bulging weight.

"Does the girl know how to prepare coffee?".

Andromeda sneered "Hermione sit down I will prepare the beverage".

Hermione nervously nodded giving the grumpy man a wide berth, she took a seat next to Andromeda, keeping her eyes on the table.

Two minutes later the coffee or in her case hot chocolate was placed in front of the rightful recipients.

"Mother wants me out the house, says I get under her feet so I need a place to stay".

Andromeda threw back her head and laughed causing the young witch beside her to jump out of her skin.

"And you expect me to what exactly?" she asked once she calmed down.

"You are still my wife by law and as such it's your duty to house me" he sniped back.

Now she knew who he was. Edward Tonks muggleborn wizard Hufflepuff, three years older than his wife. Andromeda had at fifteen ran off to marry causing her disownment. Back in her world she had met the man once he was completely different to this blubbering excuse, she remembered that they were happily married until the man was murdered by snatchers during the war.

"Not going to happen you piss poor excuse of a wizard".

Hermione missed what caused Andromeda to suddenly spark in anger, the mugs on the table shattering under her temper.

So much like her sister I wonder if the insanity that plagues Bellatrix also runs in Andromeda... Oh goddess the very thought of two Bellatrix's running around spelled the end of the world. Her lips twitched in amusement.

"Fine I shall sleep on the couch even if it is my right to take my god damn wife to bed. Then again maybe I should just take you here like a pureblooded whore you are".

She must of had her eyes closed far to long with impossible speed Andromeda stood angrily with her hand outstretched a spark of pulsing blue light emitted from her palm, her husband slumped against the destroyed counters moaning pitifully muffled by his chin pressed upon his chest.

Hermione went to stand only to be pushed back down by the older witch, her hand gripping her shoulder painfully. A slight warning if she ever seen one.

"I suggest you take your potions before I force feed you them". Two purple looking foul potions materialised in front of the brunette.

"Do I really need these? The memories.. the delusions are gone now" Hermione grimaced picking up one bottle between her fingers eyeing the substance with panic.

The potions were meant for people actually suffering from delusions and not people stuck in a strange world full of strange people trying to trick her into believing such nonsense.

Andromeda and her husband was already gone by the time Hermione lifted her head up for a response. Heart pounding in her chest she quietly stood from her chair, glancing around the kitchen to ensure the room was empty, Hermione grabbed the potions from the table, moving stealthy towards the now wonky counter and accidently knocked the bottles in to the sink, the potion trickling down the drain. A smile crawled upon her lips in satisfaction.

A job well done even if I do say so myself. Clap on the back Granger.

The rest of the day consisted of Hermione hiding in her rooms far away from the childish bickering taking place between the lady of the house and her unwanted husband. She heard china smashing and curses flung across the room by both raving lunatics.

That night at dinner was a tense affair with the kitchen completely destroyed they had to use the sealed off dining room. Hermione with reluctance sat next to a stormy Andromeda, her husband Edward sat next to Tonks on the other side of the table.

Roast beef, veg and potatoes laid displayed in the middle of the table. An impressive feast no doubt. The bickering continued on through the meal.

"This house still belongs to me wife I can easily move back in" Edward spat narrowing his eyes at the smirking witch.

The dark wand twirling between her long fingers, her free hand skimming the top of her wine glass.

"Oh do try Edward do try".

"Why are you here dad? Surely the company can give you a room". Tonks leant her elbows on the table, turning to her father.

"Why should I? This is my house and

"Was your house Edward but then our daughter caught you shagging that tart from Mungo's in our martial bed no unless and it came my house". Swirling the red wine around the glass, boredom etched on her face.

"At least she was of age Andromeda".

"How did your day go Hermione?" Tonks asked swiftly changing topic. A knowing smirk plastered on her face.

Placing her fork down on the side of the plate, swallowing her mouthful Hermione turned her attention on the auror.

Keep it simple Granger but above all act normal.

"I was bored as I am any other day stuck in this ridiculous world and I'm forced to take potions that I don't need for imagery delusions that are bloody real. So you tell me".

Well done Granger. Bravo now they think you're an even bigger bloody nut.

"Tell me Hermione if these delusions are real then how is my daughter still alive, sitting here eating dinner with us?" Andromeda asked pushing away her half eaten meal.

"This is not real, this world is all wrong. Bellatrix and Alecto Carrow are death eaters who support Voldemort and before I ended up in this bloody nightmare Harry had killed Voldemort and the war was over".

"You keep talking about a bedtime story made up to scare naughty children into behaving. That story has been around for centuries Hermione, different versions pop up every know and then but it's just that a story".

"Voldemort will appear with his snake like face and blood filled eyes hovering over you while you sleep to steal your soul if you misbehave" Tonks recited from memory.

"Even I know that one" Edward grumbled.

"My sister has her moments but I can assure you Bellatrix is as sane as you and I.. well as sane as me anyway". Andromeda defended her sister "I will not sit by and listen to you insult my sister not even with your mental health issues".

Hermione growled shoving her chair away from the table, the wood scraping along the stone.

"Fuck this and fuck you I never asked for this.." waving her hands in the air "ridiculous life. I just want to wake up in my bed in Gryffindor tower, the battle won and back to my old boring routine" she shrieked.

Rage. Uncontrollable rage. Rage was good it allowed Hermione to finally release all the built up frustrations she had saddled her body with since entering the unrealistic world.

A manic cackle suddenly filled the large spacious room.

She didn't need to turn to know who was standing behind her, not many magical folk can pull off that demented laugh without looking stupid. Only one person she knew could cackle and make fully grown men tremble in her wake.

"Cissy sent me to check up on you Meda just in case you murdered your shit head ex but looks like little miss sunshine here needs a good spanking" Bellatrix crooned.

Hermione span around glaring at the beautiful older witch.

"I don't know what spell you used to make everyone believe Voldemort and his deaths eaters don't exist but I will not be fooled". Stabbing her finger into Bellatrix's hard corseted chest.

"Meda I don't think the potions are working" Bellatrix cackled enjoying the young girls feistiness. Not giving Hermione enough time to fight back she grabbed the offending finger poking her breast plate and forcing the slip of a girl to turn around, her back flushed up against her chest.

"I can feel the insanity rolling off you pet. Oh so whelming and delicious as the mere mouse runs round playing pussy cat in the dark unaware of the snake coiling ready to strike". Bellatrix whispered in her ear.

"You're a fine one to talk" Hermione growled. She wasn't sure what on earth the woman was talking about.

"I am glad I'm no longer part of this circus you do proudly called a family, bunch of freaks the lot of you" Edward suddenly said bringing Bellatrix's attention on to him.

Arms wrapped tightly around Hermione's waist, her nimble fingers playing with the material of the shirt pulling the fabric away the girl's skin, her chin resting upon her shoulder, her grey eyes narrowing on the filth sitting opposite her younger sister.

"Careful there Teddy bear I might just forget you are technically still married to Meda".

"As you can see the shit head is unfortunately still alive though pray tell Trixie how did she know Edward was here?". Andromeda impatiently tapped her nails on the table. A gentle pitta patter echoed around the dining room.

"Your magic this morning was way off chart little sister and Cissy was oh so worried you did something foolish".

A finely raised brow "and it took you till now to show up because?".

"I personally couldn't care less if the filthy wittle rat died. I was far to busy tied up with Alecto" the dark witch chuckled.

"Didn't realise you and Alecto were still at it Bellatrix last I heard Amycus wasn't happy with you interfering with his twin sister and... occasionally lover".

Hermione grimaced at the thought of the Carrow twins sharing each others flesh. She had heard the rumours but that was what she thought they were, just rumours.

Bellatrix shrugged noncommittally, her shoulders brushing Hermione's shoulder blades.

"Albus wants the girl to return to school he believes she had enough time to settle and should return to her education".

Hermione didn't know if she was relieved or terrified to be going back to Hogwarts with death eaters running round loose. She did know she going to find a way back home to her world even if she had to fight every last fool that stood in her way.