I'm hoping for short regular chapters twice a week or so depending on how much I write. It's Pureblood Hermione with Ron bashing. No I haven't decided who to pair Hermione with I am open to suggestions!

I work 40-50 hour weeks over three jobs so please hang on to me if I don't update as soon as I would like.

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Anything to recognise is not mine. All rights to our Queen, Ms JK Rowling.

Italics at the start are direct quotes from the Deathly Hallows.

"You're lying, filthy Mudblood, and I know it! You have been inside my vault at Gringotts! Tell the truth, tell the truth!"

Another terrible scream -

"What else did you take? What else have you got? Tell me the truth or, I swear, I shall run you through with this knife!"

Her screams echoed around Malfoy Manor, Draco looking visibly ill as if he was clinging to his mothers arm for dear life.

"No-nothing" Hermione sobbed, the pain was excruciating. "W-we found I-it."

"What else did you take, what else? ANSWER ME! CRUCIO!"

Once again the witches body began twitching again, convulsing similar to what it would if she were having an epileptic seizure . Tears streaming down her face the pain was too much she didn't know how long she was under the spell before the knife hit her skin again.

Bellatrix straddled the still twitching Mudblood as she finished caring the word into her arm. She let out a cackle at her success, it would never heal. The fact she had marked her forever was what gave her the satisfaction, that the witch below her would never be able to hide it.

It was then it happened, the moment the blade was raised her hair turned the distinctive platinum blonde but it held the fizziness. Her eye holding their brown colour.

"Mother!" Draco spoke out, he didn't think Bellatrix had noticed what had happened.

It was Lucius' turn to look pale, the child was supposed to be dead! Abandoned in an orphanage! She was a squib!

Narcissa watched the scene unfold, she would question her husband later but right now, the war needed to be won. She flicked her wand putting a charm over her hair just for now Hermiones hair returned back to its colour. It was all the witch could do she couldn't see if anything else had happened to alter her appearance, "say nothing." She whispered.

"What was that Cissy!" The eccentric witch called out looking to her sister.

"Just admiring your work, Bella."

The dark haired witch rose her chin slightly, not sure if she was buying that but chose not to say anything.

"Draco darling why not show me how good you are with unforgiveables?" Bellatrix asked her nephew as she ran her tongue over her upper teeth with a smirk, she knew he was soft and wanted to get it out of him now.

Draco seemed to go even paler at his aunts words but he knew he wouldn't get out of this one he would kill his father for this. "I wont kill her Aunt Bella, she's worth too much to the Dark Lord." He told her before he took in an uneasy breath and cast a nonverbal cruciatus curse on the girl who he thought was his sister. It made him feel sick, his aunts cackles of laugher only made it worse.

He watched his sister scream in agony, he could see the blood dribbling out of her mouth he could only hope it was from a bitten tongue and not internal injuries.

It was then he felt weak and he was passed out stone cold before his head hit the floor.