Author's Note: That's right, another cliffhanger. Like always thanks for reading and if you like it tell me about it in the comments below. Sorry this chapter was kind of anticlimactic, usually when I write if I don't feel sick to my stomach and pity for our poor heroine then I feel like it wasn't a good chapter, but one that needed to be.

Author's Note: Here is the missing part of this cliffhanger puzzle. Hope you enjoy.

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"Sh, Sh. I'm not going to hurt you Hermione." She whispered and reached out to place some stray strands of hair behind Hermione's ear.

Hermione flinched hard when Bellatrix moved the strand away from her face.

"You're not?" Hermione thought this was another one of Bellatrix's games. She didn't trust the witch who constantly physically and verbally abused her.

The room was dark, but Hermione could see that Bellatrix wasn't wearing any clothes, except for her knickers. Hermione could see the dark witch's breasts. Hermione started to blush and looked down. Hermione almost gasped when she looked down to see that she didn't have clothes on either. She didn't remember that she ran out of the manor naked and wrapped up in a bed sheet, crying her eyes out.

"No, I'm not." She gently lifted Hermione's chin so she would look at her, then she leaned in and kissed the girl on her lips. Hermione didn't kiss back, this made Bella upset, but she tried not to show it.

She gently grasped the girl's arms and helped her to stand. "Come on let's get you back to bed."

She helped Hermione into the bed. She didn't know if she should stay with her. Narcissa did say she needed to be monitored.

Bellatrix climbed in the other side and slid beneath the covers. She moved closer to Hermione, but she just turned her back to the older woman in her bed.

Bella wanted contact with the girl. She reached out her hand and ran it down the girl's bare back. Hermione shivered then pulled the blankets tightly around herself.

"You're going to fall off the bed. Why don't you come more over here." Bella suggested.

"I'm fine, I usually sleep like this." That was a lie, but the older woman didn't know that.

"Oh really, because just a few minutes ago you were curled up to my chest sleeping happily if I'm not mistaken." Bellatrix pulled Hermione's shoulder. Now she was on her back struggling to turn her back again. Hermione was still weak so it was easy for Bellatrix to dominate her.

"I already apologized for that. " Hermione blushed bright pink at the memory. Not wanting anymore confrontation Hermione sat up and grabbed a pillow, she also picked up the bloodied bed sheet from the floor. She left the bed and went to go lay down on the floor away from the bed.

Bellatrix watched her in confusion. "What are you doing?"

"Sleeping." Came the tired reply. Hermione was exhausted from the day's events; she hadn't eaten all day she was stabbed, and now she was to sleep on the floor.

"I can see that, but why are you sleeping on the floor." Bellatrix was losing her patience, if the girl didn't come to bed soon, then she will be dragged into to bed soon.

"I… um don't want to wake up to anymore… awkward position's I'm in… with you."

"Why not, you don't enjoy are little cuddles." Bellatrix cackled mockingly.

Hermione hid her burning face in her pillow. Her eyes started to water, she didn't mean to cuddle up with Bellatrix, it was an accident.

Bella's laughter died down and now it was replaced by the girl's crying. Bellatrix looked down at the girl, she could only see the bloody sheet.

"Why are you crying." Bellatrix sounded annoyed.

Hermione didn't answer. She didn't feel like talking anymore, all she wanted to do was sleep. Unfortunately for her Bellatrix wasn't done talking.

Bellatrix slid out of bed and went over to the girl. She pulled the sheet away from her face and looked her in the eye.

"Why are you crying?" again she had on the same annoyed voice. Hermione could tell she wasn't going to leave her alone until she answered.

"I- I'm just tired is all." She looked away from the black eyes.

Bellatrix didn't believe her. She thought about just leaving the girl on the floor to sleep, since she slept on the floor in the cellar, this was a step up.

Bellatrix let out a loud sigh, she tore the sheet away from the young body and picked her up in her arms. She placed Hermione on the bed and crawled in after her. She wrapped her arms around the squirming girl and placed a hand on her head to pull it close to her chest.

"No please Mrs. Lestrange I don't want to. You're just going to make fun of me again." She tried to get out of the woman's embrace. She pounded her fist on her chest and tried to push her away, but Bellatrix just held on tighter.

"Stop trying to get away!"

"Stop touching me!" Hermione was tempted to bite her, but thought it unwise to bite the woman who can inflict unbearable pain.

Bellatrix flipped Hermione on her back and pinned her wrists down and her legs with her own body.

"Stop trying to get away or else I'll put you back in the cellar, got it."

Hermione didn't want to go back there so she just nodded.

"Good now go to sleep."

Bella got off her, and Hermione immediately turned her back to Bellatrix. She curled herself into a ball and closed her eyes.

Bella did the same, she didn't want the girl having another panic attack and freaking out on her. Bella looked over at the girl, she was a statue not even the movement of breathing. But then the girl sat up and without looking at Bella she got up from the bed.

"No not again, just stay in bed. I'm not going to touch you…"

Hermione went to Penelope's crib. "I'm a terrible mother." She whispered. "I remember I ran away, I was scarred. I left her here for hours." She looked down at her sleeping baby and started to cry.

"What" Bella said while getting out of bed. "What are you on about now." She stood a foot away from Hermione.

"I'm terrible mother and now my daughter hates me!" She clung to the side of the crib as she dropped to her knees.

"Come on." Bellatrix said as she hauled the girl up and onto the bed. "She doesn't hate you." Bella said while looking down at the girl who was currently burying her face into a pillow.

Hermione looked up from her pillow to see Bellatrix looking at her. "She doesn't?" Bella shook her head. Hermione was so happy she tackled down Bellatrix and hugged her tightly.

Bella fell back onto her back with a "hmph." the girl was on top of her.

Hermione realized who she just tackled down into a hug and quickly tried to pull away from the older woman, "I'm sorry, I…" But Bella started to hug her back and stroked the girl's hair.

"It's okay… I like it." Bellatrix pushed Hermione's head down gently onto her chest. A few minutes passed when Hermione spoke, "I would have come back to the manor if that little prick hadn't stabbed me." Her voice filled with emotion.

"Wait, who stabbed you!" Bellatrix sat up still holding Hermione in her arms.

"That house elf, I don't remember his name, turnip maybe." She was crying.

"Do you mean Truffle?" Her voice softened when she saw the girl crying. Hermione looked up at her with her big doe like eyes and nodded. "He jumped down from the tree, he stabbed me and yelled out 'Die mudblood Die!'" Hermione shuddered at the memory.

Bellatrix laid back down with the girl. "Don't worry I'll handle him later"

Hermione buried her face in the crook of Bella's neck. "Who took care of Penelope while I was gone?"

Bella smiled. "Narcissa took her out shopping, and then she came home and gave her to me, the poor thing was exhausted."

"Penelope?" Hermione asked confused.

Bella chuckled, "No Cissy, she carried Penelope the whole time."

"Oh." Hermione said amusement evident in her tone.

Neither of them talked after that. It didn't take long for Hermione to fall asleep. Bellatrix soon followed close behind, both satisfied with their positions.

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The next morning Bellatrix woke up before Hermione, who was currently laying on Bella's chest. Her face was on one of Bella's breasts and her hand held the other. A shot of arousal shot through her at the image of the girl on her like that. Her nipples hardened as she shivered with lust.

Bella started to run her hands down Hermione's bare back when the sound of a pop drew her attention.

Standing next to the bed was a houself. "Excuse me Mrs. Lestrange, but Sprinkle is here to tell that Mr. Lestrange is in the sitting area by front door. He be saying he need to be seeing you."

Bellatrix let out an irritated sigh. "Thank you, you may go."

The elf bowed then vanished with a pop.

'How am I supposed to get up without waking her.' Bellatrix thought while she looked down at the girl.

(Oh how the tables have turned.)

Bellatrix tried to slither out of the embrace. But Hermione just tightened her grip, and shifted her head. Her lip brushed Bellas harden nipple, it made her moan and soak her knickers.

'Oh Morgan. That's never happened before.' She thought while panting.

Then a bright idea popped into her head. She plucked a feather from one of the pillows, brought it up to the girl's nose to try and tickle her away.

This prove to be fruitful, for all it did was cause Hermione to turn her face fully into Bellatrix's breast. Her nipple slipped into the girl's half open mouth.

Bella arched her back to get more contact, she let out a loud groan of approval.

'She's not even awake and yet she's turning me into a hot and bothered mess.' She thought while savoring the feel on the girl's mouth.

A pop sounded in the room, but the dark witch paid no heed to it.

"Mrs. Lestrange...:" Sprinkle appeared again, this time she looked nervous and uncomfortable. She kept hopping from one foot to the next.

"Piss off! I'm busy." Now the girl started to subconsciously suckle on the woman's nipple. "Mmmmm." She moaned, loving every movement the girl made with her mouth.

"But Mrs. Lestrange, Mr. Lestrange says he's going to come up if you don't come down."

Bellatrix ripped her eyes opened and looked down at the antsy elf. "Tell him to wait, and to stop being such a bitch."

The elf nodded and gladly left.

Bellatrix really didn't want to leave to see her husband. The feeling of Hermione's mouth just felt too good, she would never get another experience with her again. She laid for a minute or two, but then she finally got the girl off her by gently peeling her off. She wasn't a very light sleeper.

Bellatrix threw on her dress from the night before, but she took off her knickers. She didn't want to go down smelling like she was aroused. (which she totally was.)

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A tall man with a handsome face was sitting on a leather armchair. He was wearing black velvet robes. He had a beard and his hair was slicked back.

He was twirling a wand between his fingers. He had an impatient expression on his face.

The sound of heels hitting marble pulled him out of his thoughts, he looked up to see a very angry Bellatrix.

"Hello Bella." His voice was smooth, but deceitful.

"What do you want, I was in the middle of something Important." She barked at him.

"Now now Bellatrix, is that anyway to greet your husband?" He gave a sly smile. "Besides I haven't seen you for what 4, 6 months?"

Bellatrix just snorted at him. "Just tell me the real reason you're here."

He stood up and walked towards her, but not too close. He knew she didn't like for him to touch her. "I'm here to bring you home."

"No." She stated flatly and crossed her arms.

"You!" He shouted before he tried to calm himself down. "You have a duty to your husband. And you will come with me."He said in a more calmer tone.

Bellatrix laughed at his little outburst. "Go home Rod, find one of your whores to fuck and leave me alone." She turned to leave.

"Wait!" he shouted. "I need you."

"What are you talking about." she turned back around.

"Please, my father said if I didn't produce an heir by the time the candle goes out then I will be taken out of the will and all the money I have in the bank will be gone." He was on his knees.

When Rodolphus was born a magical candle was lit, since he was the first born and a boy. If he didn't produce an heir to the Lestrange name then all of his money would go to his younger brother Rabastan. His candle was running out, he had only 10 months left, enough time to try and have a baby.

A lot of pureblood families put this curse on their children, to produce more purebloods. The noble house of black didn't do this sort of thing.

Bellatrix looked down at him. "I'm sorry to inform you, but I already have an heir."

"What, I never saw you pregnant." He was very confused.

"That's because I wasn't the one pregnant."

"That can't be you're a woman. It's not possible."

"Oh it's possible." She said with a grin.

"I'll kill it then. I won't let this other child of yours get in the way of my wealth. Who is the mother."
Bellatrix lunged at him and pushed him onto the ground and had her wand at his throat. "You will not harm my baby or it's mother. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!" She shouted in his face.

"Such a clod reference to the mother of your child Bellatrix, what happened you fucked her by force? Hmm did she want it too or did you just take. Or was she just a common slut you got knocked up." He chuckled before Bellatrix punched him in the nose, causing blood to splash everywhere. Rodolphus always knew the nastiest things to say.

Bella got up from him. Wand still poised at him she said in a soft whisper. "Get out."

Not wanting any further damage to come to his face, he got up and ran out of the Manor.

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Hermione rolled in her sleep and stretched her arm out, but when she didn't feel anyone next to her she woke up. She woke up to an empty bed.

The sheets still smelled like the dark lady. Hermione felt sad waking up and she wasn't there. She was surprised and a little frightened by the affection, real affection Bellatrix showed her last night. It was the first time she had been in the same bed as the woman, without being forced into violent acts of sex.

Hermione liked this new side she was seeing, but she wondered how long it would last before she just went back to the way things used to be.

Hermione got out of bed to see her daughter, the perfectly round baby was still asleep, but could sense her mother's presents, for she opened her eye and gave her signature pout. Hermione took the baby girl out of the crib and went about her usual morning routine.

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Bellatrix was down stairs thinking about what her husband had said to her, not moments ago.

It was true Bellatrix did force Hermione, but she never meant to get her pregnant. She didn't even view the girl as human at the time, just something that could give her sexual gratification. Bellatrix had never come to terms with the fact that she raped the girl and that their daughter was the product of rape.

When she saw her that day in the dress shop and saw that she was pregnant, she knew she had to have her all to herself. And when she found out the baby was her's, it made it all the more better. Bella never doubted the baby was her's.

Bellatrix was starting to feel guilty for what she had done to the girl, she will never have a real childhood, when she has a child herself. She will never be able to love someone and them love her back, except her daughter. She will never be free, for Bellatrix is still attracted to her.

'Perhaps I could woo the girl, she could fall in love with me and then I'll make everything right.' She thought to herself. Bellatrix had just realized that she has feelings for the, deep feelings of want and affection.

'From now on I will try and win her love.' She thought with a grin.

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Bellatrix went to her room to freshen up. If she was going to win the girl over, she couldn't go about in clothes she had worn the night before.

She took a quick bath. She dressed in a tight black dress with ample cleavage. She went to her vanity and applied her makeup. She was gorgeous without makeup, but it enhanced her beauty. She put on her on her perfume and walked out the door.

On her way down to the girl's floor she forgot something she had bought. She ran up stairs to her room, and grabbed a white box with a green satin bow on it.

She got to Hermione's door, but she didn't go in right away. 'Should I knock. What if she's breastfeeding right now… Oh god I'd like to suck on those…' She shook her head and tried to clear her head of the dirty thoughts she was having.

She brought her fist down onto the door and knocked.

On the other side Hermione was starting to feed Penelope. "Oh bugger…" She grumbled, thinking it was Narcissa. It wasn't that she didn't like the older witch, it was just that she didn't want to see her in another embarrassing position.

Hermione was no longer dressed in just her knickers, she had thrown on a simple white dress with a light blue floral pattern. The dress had buttons down the front, but only down to the waist. Hermione had on no bra and her all her buttons were undone. The only thing protecting her modesty was her plump baby.

Hermione opened the door a little and poked her head out. She saw Bellatrix looking very attractive in her tight black dress, holding a box.

"Oh, Mrs. Lestrange… did you need something."

"No, I have a gift for Penelope. Do you mind if I come in?" Her voice was like silk; smooth.

"Yes, o-of course." She stepped aside and let the dark lady in. Hermione didn't know why Bellatrix asked to come into her room, usually if she wanted to come in then she would just barge in and do whatever she wanted to the girl.

Bellatrix sat down on the bed while hermione sat on the rocking chair with Penelope still feeding.

"I got this for Penelope the other day, it's custom made." Bellatrix pulled the bow and it came undone, she lifted the lid and pulled out the garments to show Hermione what she had bought.

Hermione saw the little black dress and matching cloak with the initials "PB".

"It's beautiful… Thank you." She gave a small smile. She still wasn't understanding why Bellatrix would do something nice for her baby.

"It's nothing, really. Perhaps after she eats you can try it on her."

Hermione looked at the cloak. "What does 'PB' stand for?"

"It's for Penelope Black." Bellatrix said proudly.

"You- you want her to have your name?"

Bellatrix smiled and nodded.

"But I-I thought you didn't want Penelope, I mean… when I was in the cellar, you constantly insulted her and when I was still pregnant you would beat me… you said you didn't care if you were hurting the baby as well." Fat tears filled the girl's eyes. The memories of what Bellatrix did to her and her unborn child still stung in her mind.

Bellatrix looked hard at the floor. "I know that what I did to you… both of you was wrong, but at the time I didn't care. It wasn't until I saw Penelope lying on the floor in the cellar that she has always been what I wanted. I love Penelope, I'm sorry for what I did to her, what I said about her and I will never forgive myself for what I did to her."

Hermione just nodded, she couldn't speak. She was glad that she loved Penelope, because now she knew that she wasn't in danger of being killed by Bellatrix, but she was upset Bellatrix didn't apologize to her, for ruining her life, for all the abuse she had endured, for taking her virginity without a second thought because she wanted to.

Hermione put Penelope down in her lap so she could button up her dress. She could see in the corner of her eye Bellatrix staring at her breasts with those hungry eyes.

She took her baby to her crib. She turned around to Bellatrix. Hermine face was void of emotion, even the slightest expression could break her flood gates.

"I'm tired, I think I will lie down now."

Bellatrix got the hint for her to leave. She went over to Hermione and gripped her by the waist, she pressed their bodies together and then she kissed her. "See you around." She whispered against Hermione's unresponsive lips.

And with that she was gone.

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