Okay, so you may have noticed Bellatrix doesn't seem in character, its sorted in this chapter. This chapter does contain a nice little slice of Bella/Hermione smutt. So if you're under 18... ignore me and read it anyway ;) lesbians are fun
(I'm only joking, please don't. I might get in trouble.)
Enjoy, review, play nice with others.
An hour later Hermione stood at the doorway to the Tonks family cottage. The faded blue door stood before Hermione, for a minute she really didn't want to knock. Her reached into her pocket, stroking the smooth fresh parchment which was vital to the plan, it was proof that Bellatrix trusted her, and it would be rude to not return the favour. She found her hand knocking seemingly of its own accord. A ruffled red eyed crying woman opened the door and for a second she didn't recognise the woman who looked so much like her sister.
"Andromeda? Are you OK? You look terrible" Hermione blurted thoughtlessly.
"Hermione?" Andromeda sniffed "Gee thanks" She chuckled, gradually her chuckle turned into a hysterical sobbing. This was clearly where Hermione had cut in. Andromeda walked back into house, trying to hide her face in her hands. Andromeda slumped onto the worn sofa and continued with her impossibly loud wailing. Hermione wasn't foolish enough to ask what had her so upset, everyone had heard about the deaths of Tonks and Ted.
"Look I'm really sorry, I heard about both of them... passing on" Hermione faltered as she struggled to find the right words. Andromeda collected herself for a few seconds enough to ask one vital question.
"Why are you here?" She cried. Clearly wanted to show her pain only in privacy.
"Did you hear about Bellatrix?" Hermione asked hesitantly. Knowing she was dead to the world as if sensing Hermione's line of thought she smiled though clearly not from happiness.
"She was dead to me long before that, I hadn't spoken to her in years." Andromedas smile didn't hide the extra layer of pain in her eyes at the thought of her "dead" sister.
"Andromeda. I kind of went to her house, I wasn't supposed to, but I thought there might have been something the order could have used." Andromedas dull tear washed eyes held a spark of interest for a moment or two before flickering out. "I found... a letter. Written to you but never sent." Hermione's gaze searched Andromeda's lifeless eyes to see more tears welling up.
"Read it to me." She rasped fresh tracks making their way down her face. Hermione pulled the parchment out of her pocket and started reading.
"Dear Andy" Andromeda let out a strangled sob and buried her face in a fluffy blue sofa cushion. Hermione carried on after a moment, sure that she wouldn't interrupt again.
"I know its been a while since we last spoke, just over twenty years I believe. But I'm writing this to let you know I do regret what happened between us, more than anything. Askaban opened my eyes, it took sixteen years of cold grey stone and my worst memories to show me just what I'd done wrong. What I saw was you, over and over I felt the pain of you leaving, the pain of losing you. I didn't realise for a while that I had never lost you, the pain was self inflicted. You had the right idea, you had it all along. Love, family, kids, not the sham that Narcissa had, not the empty life I had.
I don't know if I will ever get to see you again, or what circumstances that may be under, but I love you Andy. Always have always will. No matter what happened I always saw you as my sister, I played my part well under he-who-must-not-be-named in the hope I would be alive after his defeat to read this to you in person. If I'm not then I'm sorry I wasn't there for you all those years ago when you were in labour, I promised you when I was nine and you were six, I promised I'd be there to hold your hand. I'm so sorry I wasn't.
Love Bella."
Andromeda had been listening throughout with wide-eyed (and teary) disbelief.
"Why?" Andromeda exhaled in a ragged whisper "Why did you do that? I was broken enough! I was hurt enough!" She cried "You didn't have to tell me that I lost my sister as well... my... my Bella..."
"Wait!" Hermione cried, more than a little desperate right now "If you could see her, now. If you could do that, would you want to?"
"Of course I would!" Screached Andromeda, furious at Hermione for worsening the pain that was already so close to unbearable. "What do you think you're doing Hermione? Just because you help bring you-know-who down doesn't mean you can hurt me, torture me!" Her wailing was almost incomprehensible and totally heartbreaking "I'm already hurt enough!" She cried, lost to all reason, until the depressing fit of hysteria was cut by two quiet choked out words.
"Hi Andy." Bellatrix almost whispered from the doorway, it was a miracle either of the women had heard her over Andromeda's banshee like wailing.
"YOU!" Andromeda screamed drawing her wand, pointing it at the ghost standing in her doorway "You! You're dead!" Andromeda started hyperventilating and moments later fell to the floor, seemingly unconscious.
"Andy! Andy!" Bellatrix knelt by the side of her collapsed sister and stroked her greasy unkempt hair. Hermione came and knelt down by Bellatrix's side to find wand being harshly held to her throat; Andromeda's wand, in Bella's hand.
"Drop your wand, now. Or I kill you." She demanded, the warm human voice Hermione had gotten used to was gone, replaced with the cold emotionless threats of the true deatheater.
"You!" Hermione whispered in shock "You tricked me! You lied to me!" Bellatrix's cruel hands slammed Hermione up against the wall, she may not have been taller than Hermione but she was a lot stronger.
"Its nothing personal sweetie." She grinned a smug toothy grin, pulling Hermione's wand out of her pocket herself "You were just a tool." Bella kissed Hermione suddenly, passionately, burning red lips met Hermiones and confusion raced with pleasure through her confused muddled mind. Bellatrix pulled away leaving Hermione breathless leaning on the wall.
"You'll never get away with this, I'll tell everyone you're still alive. There won't be a wizard in the world that won't be searching for you!" Hermiones face was blotchy with rage but her legs were still unsteady from the kiss. Bella stepped forward again and pressed her body firmly against Hermione's. The hatred in Hermiones eyes became a nervous sort of terror.
"What are you doing?" Hermione squeaked. Bella's grin grew making her face look thoroughly cartoonish.
"Oh Granger..." She crooned tucking one of Hermiones curls behind her ear, which she then leaned in to whisper in "Did you really think I'd let you get away?" Bellatrixs lips were so close that when the brushed Hermione's earlobe she sent explosions of shivers down the younger girls body. Her tongue flicked her earlobe just once and managed to coach a gasp from the otherwise e girl.
"What are you going to do to me?" Hermione stammered, eyes closed to try and ignore the soft touches that seemed designed to break her. Bellatrix smirked into the younger girls neck.
"Whatever you want me to do darling..." She whispered her irresistibly husky voice sending inappropriate thoughts through Hermiones once pure mind.
"No...no... you can't do that to me, its wrong." Hermione muttered shaking her head as if in response to a question. Bella drew back a little and tilted her head to the side in wonder.
"Do what to you?" puzzlement shone clear through her voice, this was no trick.
"All those filthy things you were showing me with your mind." Hermione said as if it must be obvious. A smile played on Bellatrix's lips and all Hermione could think of was how much she wanted to slap it off her face... and then kiss it better.
"Hermione..." Bellatrix grinned "I wasn't sending you any thought, that wasn't me thinking that."
"Well of course it was you!" Hermione snorted "If it wasn't you then who else could it... oh... oh Right." Hermione faltered catching on to the way Bellatrix was thinking.
"Did it go a little something like this?" Bellatrix asked, slipping her hands up Hermione's t-shirt and into her bra to cup her in one smooth movement.
"God Bella!" Hermione cried out involuntarily as Bellatrixs cool thumbs slid over Hermione's very erect nipples. Bellatrix loved the way Hermione cried out her name. Hermiones body shuddered as her back arched and a moan escaped her lips. Bellatrix let her lips brush Hermiones and was surprised when the girl acted with such red-blooded lust. A trait the mudblood had never really shown before. Hermiones body reacted with Bellatrix a way it never had before, it craved her touch and needed to feel the heat of her body underneath it.
Bellatrix extracted her hands from the girls bra and proceded in lifting her shirt off her body. The girls smooth flat stomach was perfect and her breasts were even more tantalisingly mouthwatering when less clothed.
Hermione's desperate fingers pushed Bellatrix's strapless dress off her body and it fell to the floor revealing the most amazing sight she had ever seen. A gorgeous woman, in just underwear. Bellatrix knelt down in front of Hermione and proceeded to peel the jeans of the extremely aroused teen. Hermiones heart was racing and her breath came in ragged pants as the deatheaters finger ran along the inside of her thigh. When it reached her panties and stopped, she couldn't help but whimper in disappointment.
Bellatrix looked Hermione in the eyes as she pulled down the scrap of material that separated her from her goal. And then, everything became a little blurry... Bellatrix's finger ran the length of Hermione's lips and came out covered in Hermiones juices. She gasped in pleasure and revelled in the feeling of another womans fingers touching her where only Ron had gone before. Before Hermione knew it, it was Bella's tongue, tracing the outline of her clit and flicking it as she cried out in wild abandon. Bellatrix's tongue knew what it was doing, and had clearly travelled the same journey many times before, as it entered into Hermione she knew she couldn't last long when she was being driven so wild by the simplest of touches. Hermione's body knew only too well each what each movement of this very talented woman was doing, tasting her, fucking her, delving deep inside her in a skillful way she had never felt. Bella was intent on tasting each inch of Hermione Granger.
Within minutes Bella had brought Hermione to the edge, her body was writhing with pleasure and for a moment all Hermione could think of was when Bellatrix had been having a nightmare and her body was going wild, under a thin sheen of sweat. That image in her head tipped Hermione Granger over the cliff and into a wild stormy sea of pleasure. Hermione threw her head back and let out a wild guttural scream of pure ecstasy as wave after wave of pleasure raced through her body. How had she thought this was wrong, could there be anything more right than feeling something this fantastic? Hermione couldn't see how. Hermione ragged panting breath calmed down after a few minutes but before she could move to kiss Bellatrix and return the favour, the dark haired witch was struck down by Andromeda.
Finally the hostess was back to entertain her guests.
But from what she had seen, they had their own entertainment.