Okay, so in this chapter, I will be reminding everybody just why it is an M ;]
Minerva strode out of the fireplace sending clouds of soot flying everywhere, she looked over the room to a sight she couldn't have dreamed of seeing. Hermione Granger, the girl she had feared to be dead or at least seriously injured, clearly upset but alive and physically whole, crying on the sofa in front of her.
"Hermione!" She exhaled shocked "You're alive!"
"Yes" Sniffed Hermione "Why wouldn't I be?" Minerva sat down on the sofa next to the crying teenager.
"Because about half an hour ago the deatheater thought to be dead, Bellatrix Lestrange showed up at Hogwarts and confessed to hurting you, more than anyone had hurt you before. I feared you had lost your sanity if not your life and I-"
"Bella?" Hermione cried in half choked surprise "Bella's at Hogwarts?" Hermione face changed within seconds from a face distorted by tears to one that radiated hope. Minerva frowned at Hermiones reaction
"Miss Granger." Minerva chastised. "It would not be wise to forget that Ms. Lestrange is a convicted mass-murderer and has considerable mental and emotional problems. Anything she has said to you, anything about her that you know is probably a lie. She is an expert in manipulation and seduction." Minervas eyes were burning with concern for Hermione, she had seen both women grow up, and knew that Bellatrix was trouble.
"Seduction?" Hermiones voice was uneven and shaky. She didn't believe that their love was a lie, but she hated the thought that Bella might have used her charm for other reasons.
"Yes miss Granger," Minervas eyebrow raised; a warning. "She is very dangerous, and you would be wise to stay away from her." Hermione stood quickly and though a little unsteady succeeded in making it to the chimney breast. For a moment she leaned against it, steeling herself for the verbal assault she felt was sure to come after she made her next request.
"I want you to take me to her." Her voice was steady even though her legs were not.
"Hermione I really-"
"No!" Hermione exclaimed butting in. "This is my choice. I want to see her. If you've ever trusted me Professor, then trust me now." Hermiones words had clearly made an impact on the wise old Professor. She pursed her lips in a clear sign of disapproval but she still consented. After a few hurried minutes Hermione was dressed and ready to go.
"Are you sure you want to do this? She's in a disturbing state." Minerva was clearly trying to stop Hermione, but her words were just fuel to the stubborn fire burning inside the younger girl. Minerva seemed to sense that on this point Hermione would not budge so with a sigh she threw the glittering green powder into the grate, causing huge green flames to fly up, with a few words Minerva was gone, followed quickly by the nervous teen.
Back at Hogwarts things had barely changed since Minerva had left, Bellatrix was in the same place, though she had curled into a loose fetal position. As soon as Hermione saw her she ran to her, pulling the deatheaters huddled form into her loving embrace. The way she held Bella was not unlike the way you carry a sleeping child, though she was strong Hermione could only just lift her. Sitting on the couch Hermione pulled Bella even closer towards her, Her head cradled in the crook of Hermiones neck, wild hair flaring out.
"Shhhhh..." Hermione crooned kissing the top of the crying Bellatrixs head as Minerva watched in wide eyed astonishment. This was not how Bellatrix manipulated people, it was almost as if... almost as if she was broken, like a child. Minerva had made a point of watching Bellatrix as a student, she could sense the darkness and pureblood mania in her, her ways of manipulation were from gaining power, not from being helpless. This was not a game, not manipulation, but how?
Hermiones crooning seemed to work as Bellatrix was now not crying, just holding onto Hermione, her face was still buried in Hermiones neck, Hermione was crying silent tears into her loves wild mane of black hair. It all made sense to Minerva now, in the craziest nonsensical way, Hermiones disappearing act, why she was at Andromedas, Bellatrix showing up at the castle, especially what she had said...
They were in love, they were together and in love.
Minerva watched the two girls asleep entwined, a hero and a villain that had somehow found each other and fallen in love, it baffled her. She wanted to understand, but it had seemed an impossibility. Dumbledore had been right all along, love was stronger than hate, then again, there was very little Dumbledore was wrong about. Speakking of Dumbledore it was around then that his portrait began to stir, he didn't seem surprised to see the two women cuddling asleep on the couch. In fact he looked satisfied, like he had known all along. Minerva did not doubt that.
"I'm assuming you knew of this Albus?" Minerva sounded a little upset.
"No Minerva but I had guessed, or should I say, hoped." Albus spoke as calmly as ever, not worried about waking the heavy sleepers.
Hermiones face was hidden; nestled in the frantic mess of Bellatrix's hair. Bella's face on the other hand was easy to see and hard to look away from. She was beautiful and childlike, her plump dark lips were half parted as a whisper of breath caused a lock of hair to dance and flutter.
"Isn't the age gap a little much?" Minerva thought out loud, her natural mothering instinct kicking in.
"No Minerva" Albus smiled kindly, twinkling eyes peeking over half moon spectacles. "Hermione has always been old for her years, just as Bellatrix has always been young for hers." Albus gestured towards the couple "Look at them, propriety isn't going to stop them now, they love each other."
"But Albus, she's a criminal!"
"She is not the same woman that followed Tom Riddle. You saw her last night, all she needs is support, clearly she is not as cruel as she once was. You need to help her."
Minerva pursed her lips and left; this conversation was over.
All that would have been fine were it not for the fact that Bella was not actually asleep, she was just feigning sleep in order to listen to the conversation.
"You can stop pretending now Bellatrix." Dumbledore chuckled softly. Almost immediately Bella sat up, rubbing sleep from her eyes.
"How did you know?" She grumbled pouting.
"Bellatrix, I've known you were awake for half an hour. In that half an hour you had more than one opportunity to run, and you didn't." Bella shrugged.
"That doesn't mean anything..." She drawled lazily, faking nonchalance.
"On the contrary Bella." Dumbledore smiled "It proves a great deal."
"It doesn't even matter." Bella sighed, hurt evident in her voice. "My life is basically over anyway, theres no way prof... urm Minerva will let me live my life with Hermione. I'll be in Askaban by Tuesday."
"Bella. I will not let you be taken away." Dumbledores promise was as much promise as she was likely to receive.
Later that very day Hermione had been trusted to take Bella on a walk around hogwarts, or at least, thats what she thought. In reality Minerva was secretly following, little more than twenty metres behind, after a while the women got harder to follow, twisting too fast for the elderly woman to follow in the maze that was hogwarts. After fifteen minutes they had lost her, and Minerva had to return to her study defeated.
Bella and Hermione had heard the echo of Minervas footstep just after their own and using a little bit of trickery and cunning managed to lose their old professor with little effort. Giggling and holding hands the two girls felt like the schoolchildren they had never gotten to be. Hermione lead an unresisting Bella to the newly renovated room of requirement, there was no hint of fiendyfire in the room that they required. Just a large and comfortable bed, and a hefty lock on the door. As Hermione pulled Bella through the door their lips met, pink and red, both soft and full and passionate.
Bellatrix pushed Hermione up against the wall, always the dominant lover. Her hands were working fast, feverishly eager to get at Hermione soft flushed skin. small pales hands pulled Hermiones t-shirt over her head and without pausing to see it hit the floor were already unfastening her bra swiftly. Bella mouth dropped to Hermiones breasts, her teeth harshly tugged at Hermiones erect nipples, drawing a groan of pain and pleasure from Hermione. Hermione found herself fumbling with her jeans, desperate to take them off and feel Bella's fingers deep inside her. Bella had other things on her mind, she had pulled Hermione away from the wall and as soon as the younger girl had completely stripped herself she found herself being pushed roughly onto the bed.
Before Hermione knew what was happening she found her arms handcuffed to the bedposts, unable to touch Bella, unable to feel her soft flesh under her fingers. Hermione whimpered, trying to break the handcuffs to reach her love.
"Oh no you don't..." Bella chuckled into Hermiones neck, slipping quickly down Hermiones body, slick with sweat and animalistic desires.
"Please Bella!" Hermione groaned arching her back in an attempt to get Bella to touch her. Bella lips kissed down Hermiones stomach softly nipping at the flesh every two or three kisses, the gasps she managed to coax from Hermione were exquisite. Bella's lips fell to Hermiones slit and kissed the slick opening to the tune of more groans of approval, her lips pink tongue was suddenly deep inside Hermione, causing a shockwave of shivers shooting up her spine. Bella found herself losing all control of herself, she bit licked and sucked at Hermione with a wild lusty abandon Hermione had never felt before, this was not like the first time they had been together, calculated and controlling, this was wild and free (even when handcuffed to the bed...). Within minutes Hermione reached the edge and came into Bella's mouth, writhing against her tongue uncontrollably.
After a few minutes Hermiones breathing returned to normal, as Bellatrix released her from the cold metal shackles she prepared to return the favor...
Okay, so you can look forward to more smutt in the next chapter (Pffft... I know thats why you're here!)
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