She stood waiting for what felt like an eternity, staring at the wooden door. Her peace of mind jumbled beyond control, she didn't want to be there, she wanted her home, her bed, her friends. Detention wasn't on her agenda, the first one she had ever received, surprisingly even after hanging around Harry and Ron getting into untold amounts of trouble that qualified for such punishment.

"Are you just going to stand there staring?."

Hermione whipped her head up meeting the calm face of her professor peeking out from behind said door. She involuntarily took a step back creating a small distance between them.

The door swung wide open, Bellatrix stood to the side beckoning Hermione in.

"When you are ready Miss Granger."

Shelving her troubled thoughts Hermione pushed past the older witch and into the darkened room. Quickening her pace she stood rigid in front of the teachers desk, her eyes sweeping over the organised mess on the surface.

A hand clamped down firmly on her shoulder, she could feel the heat radiating from the woman's palm. She wondered if it left behind a scorch mark, a sign of possession, dominance.

"Glad to see you obeying rules pet." Gone was the professional mask replaced by the playful coldness from the first time she woke up in the alternate world.

Try as she might no words tumbled forth even as Bellatrix squeezed her shoulder as if putty in her hand. Resisting the urge to squirm she stared ahead, her eyes focused on the stone wall that held a candle its flame flickering under unseen breeze.

"Not so brave now are we? Not without my nephew and his friend lapping at your heels."

Who in their right mind made this woman a professor, an authority figure?!. Godric I really wish to wake up now.

Seemingly bored with taunting her, the dark haired witch took long strides around her desk, her cloak billowing out behind her as if royalty had deemed so. Everything about her screamed regal, important and self absorbed.

"Once must think that you enjoy your own voice pet."

Hermione turned her frown upon the seated woman, crossing her arms over her chest in defiance. "Hardly, I'm just waiting for you to finish speaking professor". She smoothly replied, the word professor coming out in a mocking taunt.

Leaning forward she steepled her fingers beneath her chin, her grey eyes narrowing at Hermione's blatant disrespect. "This is why Albus should bring back the good old fashioned punishments but nevertheless I do have something in mind for you my dear."

Bellatrix shifted in her seat causing her robes to push up her legs, giving her student the perfect view of uncovered smooth pale flesh of thigh. A knowing smirk dancing across her lips, as she catches Hermione's eye wandering over her legs.

"Has no one told you it's rude to stare pet?."

A faint blush crept up her neck at getting caught gawping over her professor but to be fair the older woman certainly was enjoying the attention. Forcing herself to pay attention Hermione turned her eyes back on the wall.

"What is my punishment? Writing lines?." She mumbled under her breath.

A low throaty chuckle burst from Bellatrix as she threw back her head. "No, no, no.. You certainly not going to get off that easily pet. There may be restrictions to what I can do to you but I do have plenty of other options."

Hermione shivered, swallowing down her fear. "What sort of punishments?." Not really sure she wanted to know what Bellatrix was actually allowed to do to her.

"No death or permanent injuries. Shame really, you would look delightful with my name carved on your flesh pet." She grinned, sidestepping Hermione's question all together. "Never mind I do have something even better though."

With that professor Black swiftly stood catching her student by surprise, forcing her to step back creating a space between them.

"Don't look so nervous pet.. well not yet anyway." Her shark tooth smile appeared again causing Hermione's heart to flip over a beat. "Sit at your desk and wait for my return." Just before she leaves the room she turned to look over her shoulder, silent approval lighting up her grey eyes as Hermione sat stiffly in her seat. "You are to stay put and do not leave under any circumstances am I understood?."

Hermione meekly nodded, trying desperately to calm her racing heart.