Note: The Story Title was changed because a friend of mine pointed out that I mixed up two-story titles that I was working. I'll try to make changes to the other chapters so there will be no confusion. Thank you.


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Warrior-chan: Greetings and Salutations, readers & writers! This is The Graceful Warrior of the Ashmeadow, coming to you with the second half of the previous chapter: Falling in the Black (Pun Intended).

Bellatrix: Mutt, why do you keep saying 'Pun Intended' every time you say the name of the last chapter?

Warrior-chan: First off, Bellatrix, I'm not a mutt. Second off, the reason I say that is due to the fact that I was listening to a song called 'Falling in the Black' while I was thinking of a way to word the chapter.

Narcissa: Someone actually made a song called 'Falling in the Black'?

Hermione: I thought that the song was called 'Falling inside the Black'.

Warrior-chan: It's the same meaning, Hermione.

Hermione: But not the same wording.

Warrior-chan: Does it really matter?

Hermione: This coming from an author?

Warrior-chan (Facepalm): I know that wording is important during the creation of a story, I do not see the reason for starting a debate about the titling of a song.

Hermione: That is because you're being lazy.

Warrior-chan: I MOST CERTAINLY AM NOT!

Bellatrix/Narcissa: WILL YOU TWO STOP ARGUING ABOUT A FREAKING TITLE TO A SONG AND START THE CHAPTER, ALREADY?!

Warrior-chan/Hermione: ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! WE GET IT ALREADY!

(Warrior-chan press the button on her cellphone ~ Chapter 27: Falling in the Black (Part 2) starts now! Enjoy!)

(Chapter 27 Starts! Enjoy!)


CHAPTER 27: FALLING IN THE BLACK (PART 2)


It was silence. Pure and utter silence. The only sounds that could be heard were the beats of two hearts becoming one, even if just for one moment, and the panting from two breathless throats.

Bellatrix Black was known for a number of things and was the keeper of many titles: The Daughter of Druella and Cygnus Black. The Sister of Narcissa Black/Malfoy and Andromeda Black/Tonks. The Heiress of the Black Corporation. The Black Serpent of Slytherin. A great many things, but of all of her titles, she was never known to be a tender lover; that was because she could never find the right one for her. Bellatrix has had lovers in the past, but they were more like stress relievers for Bellatrix; none of them was really worthy of Bellatrix actually calling one of them 'Her Lover'. Most of them wanted Bellatrix for status or money, two things that Bellatrix had lots of, but Bella tolerated them just enough until she was bored with them that is. She still looked though for the one that would make her heart soar higher than the highest cloud, to make it sing sweeter than the most beautiful song, and to have on display like the most glorious trophy; and now, she finally had it in her hands. In her grasp and she was not going to let it go. Not now. Not ever.

Hermione Granger was a simple girl who never really wanted for anything; she had everything she could ever what: Parents who understood her. Friends who loved her company. An education that challenged her intelligence. Books that surrounded the very borders of her room. And recently, a small orange kitten named Bell. Hermione could never ask for anything more, but she was always curious as to why she felt like something was missing. Hermione would walk down the street in her neighborhood, wave to the people with a smile on her face; thinking to herself what could be the thing she was missing. Today, she found that answer in the most unexpected way. Pressed against the wall, lips locked with someone who, just a few minutes ago, she could not stand to be in the same room with; but now, the very nature of time seemed to have stopped as the answer became clear to her: A companion. However, one question still plagued her mind: Did she pick the right one? The thought dissolved back into the depths of Hermione's Mind as her unwelcomed guest slipped her tongue into her mouth; causing a lengthy moan to escape Hermione's throat and her dark brown eyes closed shut tight.

Bellatrix pressed herself against Hermione's body, even more, trapping the Golden Lioness between her person and the deep grey brick wall; keeping the younger girl in the place. Her tongue explored every inch of the girl's moist mouth, enjoying the taste of honey and strawberries; she was so sweet. There was no way to resist her. Bella's hands laid on Hermione's smaller waist, wrapping themselves more and more around the Gryffindor; wanting, needing, her closer. There was no other way to have it. She has to be like this. It must be so. Listening to the moans her lover made, Bella's right leg made its way to keep Hermione's legs separated, as well as to keep the girl from falling from Jelly Legs. Her knee rested at the base of her clothed sex, wanting to hear more of the moans, it began to create as much friction it could under all the layers of cloths; it seemed to be somewhat effective. Hermione began to shiver, the lower half of her body began to buckle and react to the delicious friction that her captive was giving to her. It was so much. So good. Too good. It just couldn't be right. Something this good could never be right. Finding the smallest bit of resistance and consciousness to break from the cloud of ecstasy that was flooding her mind, Hermione's hands resting in Bella's shoulders gave the smallest of push; a weak pathetic thing, but it seemed to be enough to get the serpent's attention.

Bellatrix pulled away slightly from her prey but being sure not to give her too much room for any attempts of escape, Bella was not going to let that happen; after finally capturing her chosen, she was not going to let her go. Hermione's face was a true treat for Bella, a deep red blush and swollen lips, light specks of sweat beaming down from the girl's forehead; she needed more, needed to devour her meal, but she couldn't. At least, not yet. Remembering the words of her father, Bella calmed herself to keep herself from devouring Hermione's lips again and listened to the words of the lioness.

"Please...stop. No more. We can't...We can't do this." Hermione said as she hid her face from the serpent in hopes of hiding the blush and arouse on her face; of course, these efforts were in vain. Bellatrix removed her right hand from its place on Hermione's waist, gently placing it on her chin and turned to make those brown eyes meet her own.

"What makes you think we can't?" Bellatrix hissed gently to her lioness, she did not want to scare her in any way; she did, however, want the younger girl to know that Bellatrix was serious with this. This had to happen. Hermione must be hers. There was no other way to think or see it than what it was destined to be. Swallowing hard, Hermione gathered herself and spoke her response, but it was hushed as she did not know what could set the Black Heiress off.

"I can't just be with you like this. You can't just think that I will accept your dedication like this after everything you have done in the past. This is not right. It's not fair." Hermione whispered, looking into deep black eyes. Bellatrix stared back at her, after everything that they had shared, she was still going to deny what Bella wanted to do? What did the very girl want to do? No. This would not stand and Bellatrix was going to make sure that that. Now.

"You're a terrible liar, my darling," Bellatrix said as she squeezed Hermione's body closer to her, "I know that you want this. Your body and voice tell me that much and so much more." Bellatrix's lips met flesh at the base of her prey's ears, her lips went to work and sucked long and hard on the pale skin. Hermione moaned at the suction on her sensitive spot, trying to move and push Bellatrix away, the Golden Lioness bit her bottom lip in hopes to stop the moans that seemed to be egging Bella on; once again, there was no use. When her actions did not work, Hermione used a verbal approach.

"Bellatrix. Please no. No more. We can't do this! We don't have this kind of relationship! Let me go! Bella- Ahhh~!" Hermione's rant was cut off in a split second when Bellatrix bit her earlobe and, due to the sharpness of her canines, it left two small puncture wounds, which also drew small specks of blood. Bellatrix pulled slightly away from the panting girl she had captive, her eyes looked at the drops of blood that slowly made their way down Hermione's earlobe; with a lick of her lips, Bella made short work of the blood. Her serpent tongue slowly left her lips, making its way closer to the girl's ear; starting from the base, it left a wet trail to the top of her ear, taking the blood with it. The taste was sweet and salty at the same time, a perfect taste that matched her lioness; both sweet and salty in personality.

Hermione's face was almost as red as a Weasley's Hair, she had never been so embarrassed as she allowed herself to be touched, let alone licked, by this woman. Bellatrix had done so much to her, why was she letting her doing these things to her? Why was she enjoying this so much? Hermione exhaled as her body seemed to lose its strength to even stand, but due to Bella's leg being where it was, she did not fall to the ground; instead, she slumped against Bellatrix. Bella smiled at her love.

"Are you tired, My Love? Would you like to take a nap?" Hermione frowned at her words.

"Why don't you just let me go and never bother me again? You come here and do all of these things to me? What gives you that right?" Now, it was Bella's turn to frown.

"The fact that you want this, that you want me, gives me that right. Trust me, love, if you didn't want me I would not be doing this to you. Alas, you do want me, so that is why." Bella replied as she pressed her body against Hermione's again.

"No, I don't want you. I just want you to leave me alone." Hermione said as she shook her head. That was obviously a...

"You're lying to yourself because you can't lie to me, Hermione. If you really wanted me to leave, then you would have pushed me away. You and I both know that you are strong enough to do it, considering the fact that you defeated me back during our sparring match." Bellatrix said, planting a kiss on Hermione's temple; the younger girl shivered. She knew that Bellatrix was telling to truth, for some reason, she was truly enjoying everything that Bellatrix was doing to her; but she kept thinking about everything that Bellatrix had done to her, trying to find some reason to hate her, truly hate her, however, she could find none. Hermione looked away from Bella, she did not want to give her the pleasure of knowing that she was right about Hermione; unfortunately for the Gryffindor, Slytherins are known for being rather cunning.

"No more words, Love? That's good because I'm craving your lips more." Bella announced as she captured Hermione's lips once more. Hermione moaned into Bellatrix's mouth as the serpent's tongue evaded her mouth once more; what was she to do? It was so good. It felt so right. Bellatrix had some kind of effect on her and it was clouding her common sense. Hermione's knuckles started to lose their color as she grasped Bella's shoulders tighter and tighter with the passing seconds, she tried to have some kind of anchor of sense and not completely lose herself to the Slytherin's taste; it was however for not.

Breaking away from the Gryffindor's lips, Bellatrix lifted Hermione from the wall's surface and moved her limp body to the nearest couch; it happened to be the one that only had one armrest, it was like the ones you see in a Psychologist's Office (Shivers: Shrinks..). Bella positioned Hermione's body to the couch and let go of the girl; Hermione fell onto the soft cushion with a light thud, she was soon joined. Bellatrix startled the girl, her dark eyes full of lust and mouth aching for the taste of Hermione's flesh, immediately Bellatrix attacked Hermione's neck with her bared fang; sinking them into her neck, softly. Hermione gasped at the feeling of Bella's teeth lightly piercing her neck, that mixed with the warmth of the serpent's mouth sucking on the soft tender flesh. Hermione closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip, hoping to stop any kind of moan or expression of enjoying this to keep its presence unknown; it was not that easy. With a hard bite, Hermione's eyes shot open along with her mouth that let out a loud long waited gasp; her hands grasped the back of Bellatrix's shirt, holding it as tight as it could. Bella's teeth let go and she pulled away from her delicious mate, looking at her face she was pleased with the result. Hermione's face was flushed, her lips swollen, her eyes watery and shining with mild satisfaction.

With a small chuckle, Bella moved the hair out of Hermione's face, tucking the locks of curled hair behind her left ear. She looked into Hermione's eyes and smiled sweetly at her.

"How do you feel, Hermione? You look rather relaxed if you ask me; how long has it been since you had such an expression? Hm?" Bella asked with a tilt of her head in a curious manner.

No answer came forth, Hermione was too out of breath to speak; what did Bellatrix do to her? She hasn't felt like this in...well...ever.

"I...I don't know. What did you do to me?" Hermione asked as she turned her head to Bellatrix, there was a shine in Bella's eyes that made Hermione think she really cared about her. Did she...really want her? But...why?

"Oh my dear, I just made you feel good. I must say that you are rather tense; that is not good for someone of your age, Love. When was the last time you went on a long vacation? I think that is what you need." Hermione looked wide-eyed at Bella's response. A vacation? What?

"You are a very strange person, Bellatrix Black," Hermione said in her all-knowing tone of voice.

"So I've been told." Bellatrix shrugged with a smile. Hermione looked at Bellatrix with a smile, an actual smile for the very first time that they have known each other. Hermione's heart started beating faster for a second. Bella noticed this and placed her hand on Hermione's cheek, drawing her attention once more.

"Hermione, I know that you are still very confused about this. I know that you are still upset with me about the things that I have done to you in the past, but believe me when I tell you that I can make all of that right. I want to prove myself to you. I want to show you that I can be the perfect life partner for you, I want to be; you have no idea how much I want to be the one that gets the right to call you her 'girlfriend'. I want to shower you with gifts and take you to romantic dinners. I want to pick you up and walk with you to school and take you home, or to my manor for some alone together. And maybe...someday..." At this point, Bellatrix's eyes were watering as well. "I want to give you the ring that will change both of our lives forever."

Hermione was at a loss for words, such a hard dedication of love; what was she to say about that? Bella noticed this and opened her mouth once more.

"Since today is the last day of the week, I want you to come to Black Manor and spend the weekend with me. I want a chance to prove myself to you as a potential lover and, if I fail to capture your heart, then I will never bother you again. Will you allow me this?" Bella asked the still dazed female under her. Hermione's eyes scanned Bellatrix's face for a while, but then she opened her mouth and this time, an answer did come.

"Bella...can you give me time to think about this? I really need to think about something this serious; honestly, I never thought about having a lover and I wouldn't know what to do." Hermione said as she looked away from the Black Heiress; she felt a sting in her heart for not accepting her offer right away, but she needed time. Hermione was brought back from the void of her mind with a kiss on her cheek, looking to Bellatrix, who bore a smile on her face.

"I understand Hermione. Call me when you have your answer, just know this, love; if you do decide to be my lover, I will never leave you unsatisfied..." Bella moved close to Hermione's ear. " In any department." A lick on Hermione's earlobe showed her what Bella meant, she blushed at the thought. Bellatrix pushed herself off Hermione and walked to the door, looking at Hermione one more time, she blew a kiss; leaving the room with a flushed Hermione left. Hermione sat there for a while, that was until the sound of the final bell erupted.

Hermione shook herself of the thoughts, rose to her feet and grabbed satchel, making her way to the room, out of the Restricted Section and out of the library. Hermione made sure that she had everything before she took off into the hallway. Making her way out of the school, she sees her friends (Harry and the Weasley Siblings + one Neville Longbottom) waiting for her.

"Hermione, there you are! We were waiting for you, what took so long?" Ronald asked her.

"I'm sorry I took so long. I was doing something in the Restricted Section." Hermione said as she made her way to her friends, it was there that Ginny made a Chesire Cat Grin.

"Or someone. Hermione, is that a hickey on your neck? Also, is that a bite that I see?" Ginny asked in a sly tone as she walked to Hermione, who unconsciously slapped her hand over the hickey and bite mark.

"No! I wasn't with anyone!" Hermione insisted. Who was going to believe that? Ginny sure didn't.

"Come on, 'Mione. Tell me, who are you seeing?!" Ginny pestered her friend.

"No one!" Hermione yelled.

"Then why are you so flustered?" Ginny grinned.

"I don't have to listen to your crazy!" Hermione announced as she marched ahead of the group with a deep blush on her face. Ginny soon followed behind.

"Come on, Hermione Jean Granger! Tell me! You know that I'm not going to stop until you tell me what I want to know!" Ginny smiled.

Harry, Ron, and Neville just stood there in silence and stared at the two girls...

"What are we?! Backgrounds?!" Ron asked, being the one who broke the silent cloak.

"Not used to it yet?" Harry and Neville said as the trio of gentlemen followed to the girls.

The Spark was lit.

Now, it was time for the fire to burn.


END OF CHAPTER OKAME ~ LET'S GET STARTED!


Warrior-chan: All done with this chapter.

Bellatrix; I have to say, Mutt; you're doing better at your chapters.

Narcissa: Just what are you going to be doing in this story?

Warrior-chan: Lots of drama, some blood, horror elements. This is the first story in the very first series that I intend on making.

Hermione: I'm sure you can do it, but see if you can upload more chapters faster okay? I don't think your readers like being kept waiting.

Warrior-chan: Okay, I'll see what I can do. Oh, before I forget!

(Warrior-chan get in front of the camera to talk to the audience)

Warrior-chan: My dear readers, I need your help with something. I want to make a Hermione Dagworth-Granger Fanfiction. In my idea, The Dagworth-Granger will be the name of the Royal Family of the Wizarding World and Hermione's Mother and Father are the present King and Queen, but Hermione was adopted and placed in the Muggle World. Now, here is what I need from you all: Help me with a few questions I'm having issues with.

1. How should Hermione find out about the Dagworth-Granger Royal Family?

2. Should there be bashing and, if so, what kind? (Personally, I like Dumbledore and Weasely Bashing)

3. Who should I pair Hermione with?

4. Should I make a Genderbent Hermione (Under a glamor as a female to keep him safe) and name him: Hermes Dagworth-Granger?

Warrior-chan: Let me know! Leave a review with your answers or PM me your answers! Please and thank you! See you all in the next chapter! Bye!


END OF CHAPTER OKAME ~ BYE!