The moment the duo landed on the gravel of Malfoy manor they were greeted with a furious looking Narcissa who snatched Hermione by the back of her robes, dragging her forcefully through the estate like a naughty cruft on a leash. The quick pace her aunt was going, Hermione kept stumbling over her own feet till she was out the blue propelled forward crashing undignified upon the carpet in front of the fireplace and a pair of knee high boots.

Hermione lifted her gaze to the leather cladded legs attached to the boots, wandering further up she swallowed thickly seeing the hard corseted chest of her mother. Shuffling back, her knees scraping on the carpet, she backed herself into her aunts bare legs, the blonde was sitting elegantly in the armchair.

Draco sat on the couch, giving her strange looks while fidgeting his hands between his knees.

"What a naughty wittle girl you have been" Bellatrix commented. Her wand twirling between her long fingers, looking down her nose at her daughter.

She remained silent, her eyes trained on the wand. Her back still touching the lady of the manors legs, she could feel her aunt purposely using her stocking cladded foot to stroke her spine.

"She will need to be punished for leaving the manor grounds without permission, causing a scene in public and entering without knocking". Narcissa inwardly smirked, watching Hermione freeze up at mentioning of the incident earlier in the day.

Bellatrix leant forward unknowingly giving her daughter the perfect view of her cleavage, baring her teeth in a warning. "Never think you are free to do as you wish girlie. Wand" she thrust out her hand, waiting.

Hermione tried to divert her attention to anywhere that wasn't her mother's enticing chest but when the unhinged woman bared her teeth like a rapid animal, fear struck her gaze frozen upon her mother. "But... But I need it" she lamely replied, refusing to give up her only protection not when she had only just gotten it back. "Please I will do anything you want but not my wand". Hermione was all for begging at this point if it meant she got to keep her wand.

She noticed Draco jerkily shaking his head at her. No doubt he doesn't approve of begging must be to far beneath a Malfoy to beg. The blonde wizard was trying to mouth something to her but the only thing she could make out was don't.

"My son is trying to tell you not to be stupid and give the woman your wand" a new gruff voice spoke up from behind Hermione.

Swinging around Hermione landed ungraciously head first in Narcissa's lap much to the others amusement. Her hands ended up sprawled on the woman's thighs. Wow they are surprisingly soft to touch I wonder if she uses a special lotion her skin is like silk. A hitch in her aunt's breath pulled Hermione out her musings to her horror her hands were moving on their own accord.

"Once you finished inspecting my wife Miss gr.. Lestrange". Hermione pushed back off the woman, tumbling in a heap by her mother's feet. This is fast getting tedious.

Lucius Malfoy in all his glory sat like a noble prince next to his son, his left leg balanced over his right knee with a glass of whiskey dangling from his fingers. Azkaban certainly didn't affect him the bloody bigoted asshole. How it must be nice to get up in the morning looking like a stuck up aristocrat.

"Finished insulting me girl? Do not forget who's house you are in" he haughtily asked his ever present sneer stuck to his lips.

"Yes Lucius let us not forget that the manor belongs to my sister after our lord was indisposed the first time". Hermione drew her legs up to her chest shivering at her mother's cold tone. "Do tell how did you worm yourself out of your imprisonment this time?". Bellatrix unconsciously stroked her daughter's head, winding her fingers through her curls. Hermione relaxed into her mother's touch.

"Money gets you far in the world Lestrange after all but with the meddling old coot no longer wandering about in his senile state it was just the untrustworthy word of criminal children against my impeccable reputation" Lucius gloated. "Do tell Bellatrix how does it feel to have your daughter back after all this time and knowing she was fooling around with the Potter brat and those poor Weasley brood?".

"I'm a virgin" Hermione squealed. Narcissa hid her laugh behind her hand, Draco snorted in laughter and Bellatrix continued her manipulation of her daughter's curls.

Lucius raised his brow. "Who said anything about your purity girl? I for one am not stupid enough to believe that you spread your pretty little legs for those half wits". His steel grey eyes leering over her body. She felt sick to her stomach at his lustful gaze.

Two feral growls stopped the Malfoy patriarch in his visual undressing of Hermione. Bellatrix was expected but Narcissa pleasantly surprised Hermione.

"I suggest you keep your unworthy hands and any other part of your body from my daughter Malfoy before you follow the same route Smith took earlier in the summer" a sickly sweet voice emerged from her mother scaring Hermione more than her death eater persona ever could. Bellatrix cackled throwing her arm around Hermione's neck "don't forget my little lamb you I want your wand".

Damn I thought she would forget about that. Hermione's right hand was wrenched back into her mother's lap, her arm caught between her knees giving the dark witch easy access to her wand holster. "Now that wasn't so hard was it little girl" her wand was slowly disappearing down between Bellatrix's cleavage. "Unless you want to try and retrieve it" she whispered into Hermione's ear causing the girl to blush bright red.

"Has the dark lord asked to see the girl yet? I for one would like to know what your plans entail Bella" Lucius swiftly changed topic not wishing to further anger the insane witch nor his hot tempered wife.

"No he has no interest in meeting a fourteen year old girl who has nothing to offer".

"Fourteen and no marriage contract?".

Bellatrix swung her legs lazily over the arm dramatically throwing her head back.

Hermione jump up from the floor shrieking in her defence "I am not marrying a men nor will ever bow to that l..." she was pulled from the air and on to her mother's lap one leg wrapping securely around her waist, her free hand over her mouth.

"Hush little girl the adults at talking" Bellatrix hissed removing her hand. "Cissy the girl needs to be taught discipline at your earliest convenience". Hermione wriggled trying to get comfortable, her head resting on her mother's chest.

"Does Draco have a marriage contract?" she venomously asked.

Draco smirked shaking his head in negative. "No only daughters have marriage contracts usually you have a pick of selected names and by the time you enter Hogwarts you are engaged" he explained.

"That is bloody sexist why should woman have to marry some lout that her parents deem acceptable. What century are we in exactly? I want a career and travel the world not to be tied down to a complete pig that believes he owns me as if I am property telling me where I can go and how to dress and who I can see as if I would bloody take notice of a pigheaded self centred flatfoot" Hermione rambled on "and might I add I much prefer the company of women at least they are something to look at".

"A woman's job is to raise their children and look after their husbands and keep their friends entertained".

Hermione flushed furiously at the blonde man's haughty attitude desperately trying to pull out of the tight embrace, her head lolling to her chest in defeat.

"Screw you and your out of date views on woman you arrogant bigoted big headed some of a bitch". Tossing her head back on her mother's chest, a soft moan leaving the dark witches throat.