Bellatrix kept up the charade for a few minutes, waiting for the girl to run or join. She gave Hermione credit for sticking around as long as she did. But, after realizing that Hermione was not going to join her, she finished up. With a flick of her wand she put her dress back in place and cleaned herself up. Hermione watched, her eyes full of panic that Bellatrix would catch her. She slowly backed away from the door, preparing to flee.
"No need to run mudblood, I caught you a while ago." Bellatrix was standing at the vanity putting her hair back in place, not that it made a difference. She could almost feel the heat coming from Hermione's cheeks. "Well come in! Might as well stay now." The teen felt her mouth curl into a smirk.
"Well, you know...I could just go downstairs, if you're busy you know. I'm sure Andy could use some company…" Hermione turned on a heel and made for the steps. She had almost reached the first one when a hand clasped around her wrist. The skin was still a little moist.
"I'm not busy Hermione…" she trailed off, "any more." The comment was mostly said under the witches breath, but loud enough for the other to hear. Bella let out a little snicker as she pulled Hermione back to the room.
"Bella, I didn't mean it, I was just bored downstairs and...well...I don't know why I watched, and…" The girl let out a sigh. She felt like an all out perv. Not only because she watched, but because she could still feel hot liquid pooling in her underwear.
"For gods sake, forget about it. But…" Bella bit her lip and put on her best pouty face. "I think it's your turn now to put on a show for me." Smiling, the girl walked right up against Hermione and pulled her close. "Unless you're shy, pet."
The former Gryffindor thought she would die on the spot. Her heart was picking up its pace and she felt that heat building up insider her again. The thought both mortified and excited her. How can one thing elicit such different emotions.
It was then the sound of snickering reached Hermione's ear. Bella was slouched against her having a good laugh. She'd been messing with her. Oh Hermione could have killed her if she wasn't so busy being disappointed.
"Oh Hermione, you should try relaxing a bit. I think your heart beat hard enough to leave a bruise." Taking a step back, Bella walked out of the room and down the steps to the people that were still gathered, leaving Hermione to deal with her emotions alone.
The dirty trout! Hermione didn't know what to think at this point. She'd been bamboozled! She knew there was a reason she didn't trust Slytherin's. They were all rotten gits. Her feet carried her down the stairs before she knew how she'd gotten there.
"Hey! Hermione!" The girl looked over to see a hand flagging her down. It was Andromeda. Weaving through the people, Hermione found her way to Bella's sister. "Hey, Bella just passed through here. I know you were looking for her. She said something about having enough excitement for one night. Flooed out a minute ago. 'Dunno where she's off to, but we have the house to ourselves tonight."
Hermione frowned a little. What was Bella up to these days. Shrugging, she thanked Andy for the heads up. Perhaps Bellatrix had a point. She'd just about had her fill for the day too. Climbing back up the steps to their room, Hermione fell onto the bed and fell asleep without even changing.
The morning came and went. It was afternoon before Hermione pulled herself from the sheets. Still in her outfit from last night, she wandered into the bathroom, pushing the door open without a thought. Bella was standing at the sink, wrapped in a fluffy black towel. Her fingers combed through her damp curls before working the hair into a messy bun. Looking at Hermione in the mirror, the girl smiled.
"Back for more?" Bella asked, the grin on her face spreading wider.
"Shut up Bella." Hermione walked over to the toilet, pulled up her long white dress, and sat down.
"My, you woke up bold today, didn't you?"
"Well darling, I hardly feel like going to the bathroom in front of you should be a big deal after you asked me to get off for you." Hermione played along with the girl, smiling as she flushed.
"No, I suppose it isn't." Bella walked up next to her and leaned in, whispering, "Especially since you were going to do it." As she snickered and walked past, Bella gave Hermione a smack on the ass. "As the muggles say, good game."
Hermione jumped when she felt Bella's hand come in contact with her backside. Throwing her hands over her rump, she stared at Bellatrix as the girl moved from the room. No way she could have ever predicted any of this. And no way she could have predicted wanting more.
Following the scent of clean that Bellatrix left behind, Hermione moved back into their room. Bella had moved into the wardrobe to dress herself. Hermione sat on the edge of her bed, rolling the chiffon fabric of her dress in her fingers. "Where did you scurry off to last night?" she asked of Bella, still watching her dress.
"Oh, just prowling. Fancied a walk."
"And you needed the floo network for that?" Hermione challenged. "They putting fireplaces in the park now?"
"Har har." Bella bit back. "No, if you must know, I flooed to my cousin Sirius's house. Gave my cousin a spot of hell for not joining the party and then took a walk around the neighborhood with my Auntie. She's dreadfully lonely you know, my cousin being the prat that he is."
Hermione sat on the bed. It was so weird to hear Sirius's name and think about him being alive still. Pushing the thought from her head, she looked up to see Bella. Her hair was still atop her head in all it's crazy glory. The girl had chosen a simple, black, cotton dress for the day and a pair of boots. "So have you moved into that dress or would you like to perhaps clean up for the day?"
Looking at herself, Hermione realized she must look in an awful state. "I think perhaps a change would do me good." Rushing into the bathroom, she looked in the mirror. Washing up her face and brushing her teeth helped immensely. She scrunched some water into her hair and moved to the closet. Moments later, she emerged with a dress of her own. It was floor length and peach colored. "Better?" she questioned.
"It'll do." Bella said, sounding scarily sincere. The teen walked across the room and linked arms with her roommate. "Mum's got a grown up tea party scheduled today. Can't muddy up the house if you know what I mean." Hermione looked over at Bellatrix. It was the second reference to being muggle born that she'd heard in as many days. She shook her head, not thinking any more about it as she was lead from the room.
They walked out of the house and made it down the walk a few steps and grabbed the knob of the garden gate. Without warning, the two swirled away with a pop and landed with a thud in Diagon Alley.
"Warning next time Bella…" Hermione warned, holding a hand to her stomach, willing away the unease.
"Adventure my dear! Where is your sense of adventure!"
Hermione couldn't help but smile to herself. Something about giving up your life to travel back in time to save the wizarding world as she knew it seemed pretty adventurous, but no need to brag. Instead she allowed herself to be pulled in and out of shops by the young Slytherin.