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Okay. I know that normally, something like this would happen in my thirteenth chapter, but considering the fact that I'm itching to get to this part, I'll let it slide this once.

SPOILER! Hermione gets broken, but not the way one would expect. Also, we do not see Ginny's POV of what happens until chapter nine. Enjoy my beautiful people. No I'm not a hippie, just please read.


"I don't understand!" Bellatrix roared, her nails raking the wall in her rage. "Why won't she submit? Countless others have submitted long before now. It's been nearly eight months! She should have broken by now, or at least died."

"Bella, you must calm down."

"No, Cissy! I want that information so that my playing can stop being monitored by that rat. I want to have free reign over how I play with her."

"There must be something we're missing." Narcissa stood and approached her angered sister. "What about… romance?"

Bellatrix turned to her sister with narrowed, confused eyes. "Romance?" she hissed.

"Yes. We've been playing on her love for her friends thus far, correct?"

"Yes…"

"Well then, perhaps we should play with her feelings for her love interest. Was there anyone in particular that she felt drawn to?"

"I assume it would be that Weasley boy. From what I've gathered from the memories of the Hogwarts teachers, he was always trailing her like a lost puppy. I'll dig into her mind to see if there was anything that stands out among her memories. I hope this works, Cissy. We're so close to breaking her, but there's that one thing standing in our way."

"If my hunch is correct, this is exactly that thing."


Bellatrix hung upside down in the corridor, watching as the teachers made their way around. Dumbledore may have protected against humans with the mark, but the old fool still hadn't figured out how to protect against animagi. Letting go of the ceiling, Bellatrix followed Professor McGonagall through the halls and to her private quarters. The Head of Gryffindor busied herself with grading papers and Bellatrix slowly crept into her mind, being careful just in case the woman had Legilimency training.

In her mind, Bellatrix was surprised to find that Ginny Weasley, not Ronald, had burst into tears and shouted that the two were dating. She watched the memory as Ginny raced out and the Lovegood girl rushed after her, cradling her gently. Bellatrix nodded and watched McGonagall as the older woman warded her door and settled down for bed. Bellatrix laughed softly as she changed back to her human form before opening the window and fluttering out, moving up to the Astronomy Tower before fluttering down.

Coming to Professor Sinatra's window, she watched the teacher sleep before digging into her mind as well, finding just what she needed. Images of Ginny Weasley and Luna Lovegood moving through the hallways together, holding hands. It was clear that they must have been together, if the memory of Sinatra catching the two snogging in the hallway was any indication.

Grinning toothily to herself, Bellatrix moved away from the window and fluttered through the sky, pumping her wings fast to reach the border. Before she could, however, a blast of red shot at her from somewhere near the castle. Glancing back, the Dark Witch saw Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape all glaring after her, their wands raised and aimed at her. Bellatrix looked ahead and found the border just in reach. Flapping faster, the Dark Witch passed through the border and reverted back to human. Cackling at the enraged looks on McGonagall and Dumbledore's faces, she apparated back to the manor, prepared to go play with her pet.

"Bella!" Bellatrix groaned and turned to see Narcissa making her way over. "Care to take a walk through the gardens?"

"Cissy, I hate strolling through the gardens."

Narcissa gave her a pointed look and asked again, with an edge to her voice. "Care to take a walk through the gardens?"

Bellatrix raised an eyebrow before she heard, The Dark Lord wants to see you near the patio. Now! "Fine, Cissy, I will stroll through the gardens with you."

Narcissa nodded and the two made their way outside before Narcissa branched off one direction and Bellatrix headed to the patio to kneel before her Lord.

"Ah, Bella." The Dark Witch purred to hear her name coming from her master's lips. "How is progress with the Mudblood going?"

"Very well, My Lord. She is so close to breaking."

"Why is it that you do not simply look into her mind?"

"My Lord… her mind has shape."

"Excuse me?"

"Where other minds are simply thoughts, her mind is a mass of land where the thoughts can move and there are walls. It is almost like those filthy Muggle computers, all digital and compartmentalized. She continually moves information around so that I cannot find it and it would take days to get through her entire head whereas with a normal person it would merely take me a few hours."

"She is a very bright witch indeed."

"Yes, My Lord. But no matter, My Lord. Narcissa and I have been testing out the new method and she is just inches from breaking, I can almost hear her saying the words, 'Please, I'll tell you anything. Just make it stop.'" Bellatrix cackled giddily at the prospect of those words finally being said so that she can finally have her toy all to herself.

"I hope those words come soon, Bellatrix. I want the information on Potter."

"Yes, My Lord."

"Dismissed."

Bellatrix stood and returned to the manor, deciding to pay her little Mudblood a visit. Hermione sat in the cellar drawing on the wall with blood, her expression one of extreme boredom. She didn't even look up when Bellatrix entered the dungeon.

"Hello, Muddy." The Dark Witch crooned with a sneer.

"Hi." Hermione grumped.

"Aw, what's the matter? Too bored to even act interested?" Hermione didn't even bother responding, continuing to scoop up blood to continue drawing.

Bellatrix seemed like she was pondering something for a moment before her expression became one of nonchalance and she said, in a bored tone, "So you and the ginger girl were together? I must say, it has taken her quite some time to get over you."

Hermione's head snapped up. "W-what?"

"You haven't heard? Poor little Mudblood. The girl Weasel is going out with the Loony Lovegood. It's the talk of Hogwarts."

Hermione's breath caught and she began bawling as images battered her mind of Ginny and Luna holding hands and walking down the corridor, lying side-by-side near the lake, snogging in a dark corner of a passage.

"Ginny!" Hermione screamed. "Ginny, no! Please no!"

Suddenly, a pain erupted in the brunette's chest, knocking her flat on her back. She arched upward and shrieked, feeling the pain increase as more images flashed behind her eyelids. Hermione began clawing at her chest and stomach, biting at her arms and legs and doing anything else to distract herself from this excruciating experience in her ribcage. Bellatrix's laughter rang in her ears as Hermione faded into blissful unconsciousness.


When she next woke up, Hermione kept her eyes closed for a second longer before opening them. Everything seemed different than the day before. It was still dark, but there was something new about the darkness. Standing, Hermione glanced around before trailing a hand over the wall to try and judge how big the room was.

"Eighty paces long and fifty-three paces along the width. The room is an area of four thousand forty paces."

Suddenly, a door opened right next to where she was standing and the brunette glanced up to see a beautiful woman standing in front of her. The woman's black eyes glittered in her pale face and as she moved forward, her black curls bounced around her face and shoulders.

"Miss?" Hermione walked forward until she was a pace or two in front of the woman. "Miss, I... I was wondering if you could answer some questions." The woman raised an eyebrow and Hermione smiled. "Who am I?"

The woman laughed a high cold cackle and Hermione's instinct told her to fear it, but she couldn't bring herself to; it sounded so lovely. "What game are you playing at, Mudblood?"

"No game." Hermione replied in confusion. "I remember some things, but not all. I remember that I'm a student at Hogwarts, I'm a witch. I have two best friends who were going to save me from... something. I remember a lot of things, but I don't know who I am, who you are, or where I am and what I'm doing here. Please, I just want to-"

"Silence." Bellatrix commanded. Hermione fell quiet as the dark witch slowly circled her. "This must be a trick so you can make me let my guard down. We'll see about that. Crucio!"

Hermione's body dropped to the floor as she screamed and convulsed; within seconds she was screaming for her mother to help her. Bellatrix stared in shock as she let the Curse up and Hermione continued bawling like a little child. When her tears finally subsided, Hermione sniffed and looked up at Bellatrix.

"Do you still want to know who you are?" Hermione quickly shook her head, afraid the same thing might happen again if she said yes.

Bellatrix nodded and said, "Come here, Mudblood."

Hermione glanced around and assumed Bellatrix was talking to her. She slowly walked over to the Dark Witch as her mind began clicking. Is that my name then? Mudblood? It sounds exotic.

Bellatrix couldn't believe the thoughts she was hearing. Thinking quickly, she used her Legilimency to sneak into the younger witch's mind. Everywhere she went there was a mind block, as though the girl's brain was purposefully shutting things off so as not to have to endure the painful memories. She couldn't remember the Battle of the Department of Mysteries, what she was doing at the Manor or even what her friends' first names were. She still somehow had hope they would come for her, but she couldn't remember why.

Bellatrix pulled out of the girl's mind and stared at her. This could be useful indeed. "Poor little Mudblood. Halfblood Potter and the Weasel still haven't managed to find you. You'll just have to stay with dear Mistress Bellatrix until then."

"M-Mistress Bellatrix?" Hermione tried the name out and smiled.

"That's me, dearie. Now, I will be back soon with your food and then I will take you to another room to begin your lessons." Hermione nodded and sat down, waiting patiently for her mistress to return.

Bellatrix traveled through the halls of Malfoy Manor, deep in thought.

"Bella! Bellatrix!"

"Oi Black!"

Bellatrix whirled around and hit Lucius with a Cruciatus Curse before lifting it and glancing at her sister. "What is it, Cissy?"

"Where are you going?" Narcissa inquired.

"I was heading to the kitchens to get the Mudblood some food."

"It seems you've done that." Lucius sneered.

Bellatrix glanced down in mild surprise to find that she already had the Mudblood's food and was halfway back to the dungeons. Narcissa walked forward. "Bella, are you feeling alright?"

"I'm fine, Cissy." Bellatrix replied absently, staring speculatively at the food in her hands. "But, I need to talk to you."

Narcissa nodded and followed Bellatrix to a spare room as Lucius went off to torment something or other. "Cissy," Bellatrix paused to cast silencing charms. "I think… I think I've broken her."

"What?"

"The Mudblood. I think I've broken her."

"After eight months of trying she finally broke? Have you gotten any information?"

"That's just it. She didn't break the way the others did. She can't remember important events after she came to Hogwarts and some of the things we learn as we grow. It's like she reverted back to being a child."

"How do you know it's not a ruse?"

"I looked into her head. She has no Occlumency training, but things I could see before, I can't see now. Her trauma-induced mental blocks are stronger than even my mind."

Narcissa's eyes widened as she hit the point that Bellatrix had. "We could shape her any way we wanted. With a witch like her on our side, He will be in full power with a few years!"

Bellatrix gave her a wicked smile. "Stay here and wait for me to bring her."

Narcissa nodded and settled herself into a chair as Bellatrix took the food to Hermione. The lighter brunette was using blood from the floor to draw on the walls and jumped when Bellatrix entered.

"Mistress Bellatrix!" Hermione bounced forward and grinned up at the black-clad witch, her eyes focused on the older witch like she was the only woman in the world. Bellatrix felt a slight twinge in the bottom of her chest and suppressed a flattered smile. Setting the food down, Bellatrix watched the Mudblood race for it and stuff a warm biscuit in her mouth.

Hermione was just about to take another when she noticed that Bellatrix wasn't eating. Cocking her head, the lighter brunette stopped just in front of Bellatrix, holding the biscuit out. Bellatrix reacted without thinking and struck the girl across the cheek, sending her tumbling to the ground. Hermione whimpered and receded further into the dungeon in fright. Bellatrix raised an eyebrow at this behavior and sighed. It seems I am going to have to act equal parts mother and owner.

"Come here and finish eating, Mudblood." Hermione slowly came out of the shadows and continued eating, keeping her head down. When she was finished, Bellatrix knelt next to her. Hermione flinched as Bellatrix stroked her bruising cheek.

"Use the bathroom, my pet. Then we will head to your new classroom."

Hermione brightened significantly at that and the Dark Witch strode back out the door as the younger witch moved to the chamber pot in the corner. When the brunette came up to join her, Bellatrix transfigured a nearby plant into a bucket of water and a sponge. "Wash yourself and then we can go."

Hermione nodded and quickly scrubbed the grime from her skin. When she stood again after cleaning her feet, Bellatrix had to hold her breath to keep from throwing her back down and fucking her senseless. The girl had definitely benefited from the constant abuse. Fighting against the chains had sculpted her arms and the constant kicking had given her legs nicely shaped muscles. Casting a Scourgify on her hair, Bellatrix nodded her approval.

"Come, my pet." Bellatrix led Hermione to an empty room and the brunette glanced around, noting that there was only one person in there.


There you are. Hermione has been broken. What do you guys think? Will this play out the way you think? Review and tell me while I most likely post chapter nine. Reviews!