Just so you all are aware, so you dont expect too much, this was always meant to be a mostly fluffy fic between Bellatrix and Hermione. That said this is the second last chapter. I will also be writing an epilogue for this fic very soon.
Reviews are always nice.
Hermione stopped listening as the sisters all fawned over Bellatrix's sacrifice letting the women around her continue with their conversation. She instead of joining in, focussed on the letters that Pansy had sat in front of her. Picking up the first she looked it over curiously before breaking the typical wax seal and pulling out the letter from inside it. Unfolding the letter she felt her stomach sink a little.
Hermione Black,
Though I am not sure you care much any more as you have clearly lost your mind, I regret to inform you, now that you are contactable, that Crookshanks met with a fatal flying car accident a few months go. Also I will be sending the few things that are your to the Manor within the next day or two.
Nice of you to tell your best friend you are gay. Hope Bellatrix fulfils all your lesbian fantasies.
Ex-friend,
Ginny.
Folding the letter back up she sat it aside and picked up the next letter.
Hermione,
I have tried, since learning of your pending nuptials, to understand what could possibly bring you to agree to marry Bellatrix Black and I just can't manage to do so. As a result of your change in name I can no longer accept your company around my home or children. As for your spawn I am sorry you had to bare it but you simply could have terminated it.
Molly Weasley.
When Pansy had called Spencer a 'spawn' Hermione had simply shrugged it off as a tease from Pansy but when she had read it in Molly's letter she saw red. How dare that woman call her child a spawn. Angrily folding the letter she sat it with the one from Ginny and picked up the last letter.
Hermione,
So I heard about what happened at the Manor, i'm not sure why you didn't tell us, me and Harry I mean. I thought we were best friends, blimey I thought you and me would get together. Now I hear you have a kid and you're marrying the woman who gave you to those animals. I'm not sure I get it. Didn't know you were a dyke either but if its all just a ruse, if you're just being 'Hermione' about this whole Bellatrix thing then send me an owl maybe we can get together after all. I know damn well I'd please you better than that monster.
Just you know... if you want to hang out don't bring the kid.
Ron
Hermione was beyond furious, the whole Weasley family could die in a fire for all she cared, in fact she was highly likely going to be the one to light the fire. With a snarl ripping from her throat she stood abruptly and grabbed the letters on the table. Everyone looked surprised as Hermione stepped away from the table looking to Bellatrix momentarily.
"Bella can you watch Spen? Pansy you're coming with me. The Weasley's are going to need a witness." Hermione grit out the fury practically swimming in her eyes.
The look in the young woman's eyes honestly scared the woman present, it had always terrified Pansy. Bellatrix how ever, was impressed by it, her little witch had such fury and anger in her. She wondered what had set her off exactly but assumed it would be better to ask later when she had had a chance to calm down so she instead reached out and took Hermione's hand in her own.
"Just you know... remember you kept me out of Azkaban so we could stay together yeah? Keep that in mind and um... have fun, Pup." Bellatrix smiles looking up at Hermione who grins a little maliciously and leans down pecking her wife's lips before turning and stalking out of the room.
"You're just going to let her go?" Andromeda asks her eldest sister shocked.
"I don't know if you know this about me but I don't particularly like the Weasley's." Bellatrix informs with a shrug before going back to her pie.
"Hermione! Wait up, I would like to see this." Fleur calls getting from her seat and casting Narcissa an apologetic look before rushing after Hermione and Pansy.
The remaining four witches looked to the door and then snickered in unison as the novelty of the entire situation hit them. Minerva almost felt sorry for the Weasley's but Narcissa and Bellatrix could care less, Andromeda almost wanted to go and watch as well.
Hermione and Pansy stood at the Apparition point just inside the wards and waited as the French witch ran out to them grinning. Pansy and Fleur were rather anticipating the thrashing that was no doubt about to be coming to the Weasley brood. No sooner did the veela make it to them did Hermione grip both women's arms and Apparate them right outside the Burrow.
Releasing the Fleur and Pansy, Hermione steadied herself and took a deep breath before striding up the path. To get to the house they needed to pass the shed and as the three of them were approaching it the door swung open and Arthur Weasley stepped out looking surprised too see them for a moment before looking a little sheepish.
"Hermione, sweetheart it is good to see you. You're looking skinny though." Arthur smiled and Hermione couldn't help but feeling a little good about seeing the Weasley Patriarch.
"Hello Arthur. Doing alright?" Hermione asks looking at the man a little hesitantly until he opens his arms and she moves in and hugs him as Charlie steps out behind him.
"Fleur... um... Bill is in the house." Charlie informs the blonde hesitantly and she just nods.
"I had hoped so. I have some papers for him to sign." Fleur states her head held high.
"Here getting mummy to patch up his wounds then?" Pansy inquired after a short moment and Hermione stepped back from Arthur and the Patriarch looked to the Slytherin.
"How do you know about that?" Arthur asks the Auror.
"I was the one that convinced Hermione not to kill him." Pansy informed and Fleur lifted an eyebrow, this was news to her.
"Yes i'm sorry to say this isn't a more pleasant visit but Ginny, Molly and Ronald saw fit to send me letters that were a little less than pleasant." Hermione informed with a sour tone.
"Oh I see... well i'm not saying they don't deserve it but could you keep in mind that I cant really afford to take them to St. Mungos." Arthur's comment only makes Hermione huff and roll her eyes.
"You and Bella, ugh." Hermione huffs and steps past the man heading for the house.
"Bella? So you are a Black now hm? You have the looks for it I suppose." Hermione looked up toward the voice and grinned when she saw George walking towards her with a smile and his arms open for a hug.
"I am. How are you George?" Hermione asks feeling much better with her friends arms around her, like Arthur they had both soothed her.
"Oh you know. War's over. Fred is gone. I lost half of my soul and you found the other half yours it seems." George says a little sadly. When Hermione leans back her eyes are apologetic.
"You're ok with it? Bella and me? I never thought I could love her but... she's so different not Voldemort is gone." Hermione mumbles not wanting George to hate her too.
"She cant have changed that much. She was insane 'Mione." George tries gently but its Pansy who steps up.
"I wouldn't be so sure. I saw her a few times before the battle, she was completely demented but now... I shit you not, she called Voldemort Vaginamort." Pansy explains seriously only for Georges lips to twitch before he burst into laughter.
"Merlin... Vaginamort. Oh that is a good one." George chuckled before calming.
"Well, i'm clearing out, was just here for lunch and really don't want to witness the massacre about to happen. How ever, I'd love an invite to the Manor at some point as I would like to meet your baby Black." George pats Hermione on the cheek before stepping past and heading for the apparition point without waiting for an answer.
Hermione and the others watched him go before turning towards the house and making there way up to the back door. The brunette didn't knock and simply barged into the home, Ginny and Harry were sitting at the table in the kitchen they had walked into. Ginny looked up startled to see Hermione before a flicker of fear flashed in her eyes. Hermione's momentarily placid gaze turned steely when she looked at two people she used to be closest to.
"Hermione, what are you doing here?" Ginny asked standing and looking a little worried.
"I thought I'd come here and give you a chance to say it to my face Gin. I mean we were best friends once after all." Hermione spoke coldly and it seemed to have the desired effect as the red-head looked away. Ginny didn't get a chance to respond though and Ron, Bill and Molly walked into the kitchen.
"No only have you lost your mind and married that crazy bitch and kept a monsters child but your friends with that traitor too!" Ron spoke loudly, it was his first mistake, his second mistake was mentioning Spencer.
Hermione lifted her wand and in a display of stunning spell work, disarmed the five witches and wizards before her. Wands clattered at her feet and cast a Langlock at Ron. Clearing her throat and giving a steely look to the people before her she gestured to the table. The Weasley's and Harry took the hint and sat down.
"I'm going to talk first. You can listen." Hermione states flatly though she waits for a response. The five before her nod.
"At Malfoy Manor, I was tortured by Bellatrix and then raped by Lucius Malfoy and Fenrir Greyback. I blamed Bellatrix when I found out. I blamed myself. I blamed Dumbledor. I did not, ever, blame my daughter for falling pregnant with her. I knew you would. You would try and convince me to terminate the pregnancy, snuff an innocent life. I could never do that, so out of fear I left. I found a little cottage in the middle of no where and I lived there in self exile where I could carry my daughter to term." Hermione explains in a blunt tone looking from face to face.
The Weasley's soaked up the information and processed while Hermione collected her thoughts before continuing.
"Less than two months ago I went into labor and try as I might the baby would not come. I was going to die, I bloody nearly did die and so did Spencer. The only reason I am here is because some how Bellatrix found me and managed to save me and the baby. I was too weak from blood lose so she risked her own freedom to go and get supplies for me and Spencer that would save us. She saved me, a mudblood." Hermione's tone got a little louder.
"Since I got back. The only people that have been kind to me, my daughter and my wife have been Fleur, Pansy the Black Sisters and McGonagall. Everyone else has been highly opinionated on my choice of spouse and overly opinionated on my daughter, who I love more than life itself. She is not a monster just because her father was. She is not to blame for any of this." Hermione spoke clearly in a tone that should have brokered no argument. Ginny got bold though.
"If it wasn't for the baby, if you hadn't conceived. You'd have never left and never run into Bellatrix again. She is to blame for this." Ginny sounded ignorant but apparently only the two witch standing with Hermione could hear it as they watched the four others with Ginny nod their agreement.
Fleur was disgusted that these people could be so cold and ignorant, she had married into this family and though they struggled to accept her she had found herself relatively comfortable with them. Bill had been a loving husband once but now he was callous, Molly had always been opinionated but could admit to being wrong. Harry was perhaps the biggest disappointment here, Hermione had often claimed she loved him as a brother as it was hard to see he did not feel the same.
"You're fucking kidding? Do any of you even know who you sound like?" Pansy was entirely bemused by this entire situation. The five at the table looked confused.
"What are you on about Parkinson?" Bill huffed when he failed to get it.
"This shit is too good. You get it right Fleur?" Pansy asked looking to the blonde beside her who looked completely baffled.
"Do I get that they sound like someone familiar? Someone we recently defeated in a war?" Fleur spoke pointedly and it slowly began to dawn on them.
"A madman who blamed a baby for his fate? A man who tried to kill a little baby boy to ensure his own life. Yeah, they sound eerily similar to Voldemort." Pansy laughed but it was humorless, she felt back for Hermione and Spencer.
"I expect the next owls you send to be apologies. If you cant accept that my daughter is not to blame, if you cant accept that I love her, or even Bellatrix for that matter. Then do not expect me to acknowledge your existence." Hermione finishes taking the wands at her feet and striding out of the house. She tossed them in the garden and left as Pansy and Fleur lingered only long enough for Fleur to place a roll of parchment on the table.
"Divorce papers. Just sign them and send them off to the Ministry. Merci." Fleur spoke looking from Bill to Pansy before the two hurried to catch up to Hermione.