Hermione took to hiding in her rooms to avoid contact with the death eaters that lurked around the manor especially after the unfortunate incident earlier in the day after the breakfast revel, with a loud uncouth werewolf that kept leering at her and making rude gestures with his hands, his favourite one of them all was grabbing his crouch all while he kept eye contact with her. Thankfully he was caught by his alpha Fenrir Greyback and punished under the cruciatus by Bellatrix. She was point blank refusing to acknowledge that woman as her mother.
Boredom was slowly invading her thoughts and the room was stifling hot as the sun beamed through the large windows. Her dress was sticking to her body like a second skin but the thought of angering the lady of the manor deterred Hermione from stripping it off. Her thoughts kept going back to her friends wondering if they are safe and if they were thinking of her as well, if they were even worried about her and what Dumbledore told them. Oh Harry don't give up on me I wouldn't for you. Harry was like a brother to her in everything but blood, if he knew she was this supposed daughter of his enemies best soldiers would he forsake her as well.
A sharp rap on her door pulled her out of her troubled thoughts. "Open up little girl" came the gruff voice of her guard muffled by the thick wood.
Pouting childishly Hermione rolled off the comfortable bed and walked as slowly as humanly possible. Throwing open the door the guard in surprise fell back landing on the floor, stepping over him. "Really nice panties girl I didn't take you for the nude look" he guffawed, he reached out and clasped his filthy hand around her slim ankle, his ragged dirty nails biting into her flesh. "Where ya think ya going little girl? I'm not done with ya yet".
Hermione grimaced fighting to free herself from the ghastly grip of the death eater. "Get your filthy paws off me" she spat. Frantically glancing up and down the corridor she released with sickening dread that she was hopelessly alone. The more she tried to pull away, the more he tugged back causing the young witch to fall into his waiting hands. For a short man he was unexpectedly strong, in one smooth motion she was restrained on the floor, her chest squashed painfully against the wooden floorboards as the death eater used his weight to keep her still.
"Just cause you are Lestrange spawn don't give ya the right to speak ta me like scum" his foul breath curled around her nostrils making her gag. He straddled her backside, grinding his very hard erection in to her back with a loud groan. Hermione was terrified that this man was planning to do much worse. "I always wanted your bitch mother beneath me yeah but ya do".
A strangled sob escaped her throat at the feel of his hand roughly stroking her sides, a hitch in his breath as his fingers touched her breasts. "Please I beg you I don't want this please". Hermione fearfully begged the man, tears splashing down her cheeks onto the floor beneath, she tried to squirm away from him but the sudden movements further enticed the death eater.
"Don't worry doll I take care of ya yeah. Hmm I always wanted a virgin". He slapped her backside hard watching in delight as her cheeks jiggled under his rough treatment.
Hermione screamed hoarsely "please stop please". His hand slammed down on her mouth stopping her screams. This wasn't how she wanted to lose her innocence, anyone but a man. The sad filled green eyes of her bespectacled friend appeared before her mind encouraging her to fight back. Thrashing her legs, bucking the idiot off her back till the weight suddenly fell away.
Quickly scrambling up off the floor Hermione twirled around to see her attacker in the tight grips of the man from breakfast and her supposed father standing furiously before him with his wand trained on the fools face. "What the fuck do you think you are doing with my daughter?" An animalistic growl left his mouth, stabbing his wand into the man's cheek.
Hermione had never felt so relieved to see two death eaters rushing to her rescue. The tears still fell, she just wanted this nightmare over with.
"She wanted it I say dressed like er mother" he grinned leering at Hermione, showing no sign of fear.
Rodolphus brought back his fist and it connected hard to the man's jaw. She winced at hearing bone crack. The unknown death eaters head flew back on to his captives shoulder, blood gushing from his split lip.
"Are you alright Hermione?" her father genuinely concerned about her welfare. Hermione didn't trust herself to speak so she just nodded weakly. "Brother take my girl to Cissy I shall deal with this one man to man. In that right Smith". His dark eyes lighting up as he grabbed the shorter wizard, the man now was showing fear.
Hermione followed the quiet wizard, her eyes trained on him at all times after that incident she wasn't going to be blindly following anyone without caution. The wizard was a spitting image of Rodolphus, both men had long scraggy hair, brunette like hers, they had the same spell binding amber eyes that sat on sharp angular features.
Hermione was led into a large room that instantly took away her breath. It was like being in a fairy tale, the high ceiled room was an enormous library filled to the brim with ceiling high shelves stacked full of books waiting to be read, calling her towards them eager to read their hidden knowledge. She could happily die now and haunt this room for entirety. In her childish awe of the library she completely missed the amused looks coming from the occupants by the fireplace.
"Hermione dear you have all the time in the world to get lost in the library but for now we would like to talk" an angelic voice pulled her crashing back to her knew cruel reality. Narcissa smiled patting the seat next to her.
Hermione stiffly approached the blonde, jumping as a small delicate hand rested on her thigh when she was seated. The fire was happily crackling away much to her confusion, after all it was a very hot day. Her gaze swept the corner of the room, Bellatrix and Draco were playing chess, Rodolphus look a like sat lazily on an armchair, his legs splayed over one arm and to her horror and relief her potions master was standing leaning against the marble fireplace, a frown present.
"Hermione let me have a look at you" Narcissa gently cupped her chin, turning her to face the beautiful aristocrat. Your aunt Hermione not beautiful. Hermione froze when her wand came out, she tried to pull away but Narcissa held tight, she lightly trailed her wand over her cheek, muttering in latin just as a warm tingle carcase her face. "Much better darling". She leant forward, placing a chaste kiss to the corner of her mouth. The same warm tingle now pooling between her thighs to Hermione's complete horror, a blush creeping up her neck.
Narcissa inwardly smirked noticing her nieces strange reaction to her playful kiss.
"Once you have finished doing your imitation of a goldfish Miss Lestrange we can continue". Snape drawled. Hermione snapped her jaw shut turning her full focus on her brooding potions professor. Wait did he just call me Lestrange. Going to retort the man cut her off. "As we were discussing before the fool you left with your daughter decided to no longer appreciate life" Snape glared at Bellatrix before turning his dark gaze upon Hermione "the headmaster in his wildest wisdom is happy to have you Miss Lestrange return to Hogwarts for sixth year with your new name and resorted by the sorting hat".
"Won't the school try to punish Hermione for her parents actions though?" Draco meekly asked, wearily eyeing his bored looking aunt.
Snape cracked his neck, a grim tug of his lips "two trusted aurors will be placed in the school to protect Miss Lestrange but as she happens to be your cousin boy I expect you to also step up". Draco nodded, ducking his head.
"You think I would allow aurors to protect my daughter Sev" Rodolphus appeared in the doorway, taking the free seat on Narcissa's other side.
"I take it you dealt with the fool Roddie" Bellatrix blankly inquired, barely sparing her husband a glance as she continued with the game.
"Been disposed of" came his short reply. Rodolphus grinned at his dark friend "well why would I trust them?".
"Both happen to be related to your daughter but only one is officially an auror. As much as I detest the second one he knows what will happen to him if he lets Bellatrix's daughter come to harm and has taken an oath with Dumbledore and myself to protect her. Now while you are allowed back the fool is insisting on you keeping away from his pet Potter for safety reasons" Snape sneered the last part.
Going back to school sounded terrible, no one will trust her and she couldn't even talk to Harry either. Hermione felt herself on the verge of tears again.
"This might sound stupid but what if she ends up back in Gryffindor? How does she stay away from scarhead then?" Draco asked.
"She better not no decent Black goes anywhere but Slytherin understood girlie?" Bellatrix held Hermione's gaze, she bit her lip to stop the moan escaping. What on Merlin's name is wrong with me now? She's my bloody mother. You are sick Hermione. Why are they staring? Right reply. Say something. Anything.
"Yes mother" Hermione's eyes widened, she didn't mean to call her that. Bellatrix cackled causing Draco to knock his knight off the chessboard with his elbow. "That's right girlie I'm your mother good girl" she immaturely cooed.
Narcissa lazily drew circles on Hermione's thigh with her nails which she oddly found comforting. The interaction didn't go unnoticed by Bellatrix or Snape.
"Anything else?" Narcissa gently asked.
"Not that I know of but I would suggest you prepare her for her return to public and try not to get the girl killed by the uncouth of our brethren". Snape snarkily retorted taking his leave.
Hermione went to stand but Narcissa kept her seated, cupping her chin their eyes met. "My darling it would be best if you stayed in my company or your mother's this summer unless you are in here which will be safe as no one other than family has access". Hermione was so tempted to kiss her aunt.
Narcissa smirked hearing her thought clearly. Releasing Hermione she elegantly rose from her seat "If you need something my dear call Tilly she will assist you in finding me".
Both the Lestrange brothers stood "I am Rabastan by the way but you can call me uncle. Nice to finally have you back where you belong". He smiled brightly before leaving the room with her father who gently smiled at her.
"Who would of thought Hermione that you are a pureblood and not a filthy mudblood" Draco drawled standing from his game, staring unabashedly at her.
Hermione frowned moving away from the sofa, even through they keep saying it she didn't believe it. "I don't believe you where's the proof I am who you say I am?". Bellatrix suddenly appeared behind Hermione, circling an arm around her waist, resting her chin on Hermione's shoulder.
"Third shelve, fourth case black book" her hot breath stroking her neck, a kiss placed on her skin left goose bumps over her arms. "Be a good little girl or mommy will have to spank you". She cackled again. The warmth disappeared much to her disappointment as Bellatrix stepped back "come boy we have other matters to attend to".
Hermione sighed in relief as the room was now empty leaving her to browse the books to her heart's content. Remembering Bellatrix's instructions Hermione went to the third shelve from the door and counted to the fourth case till she found an ancient black book. With the utmost care a mother would to her young Hermione carried the book to a small table.
The cover was old and worn with the black family crest sitting on the front page. For the first time in her life Hermione skipped the pages irreverent to her and skimmed the last pages that held the newest generation of the black family. The page before had Sirius name attached to the foul woman in the portrait of Grimmauld place Walburga Black nee Black and Orion Black parents to Harry's godfather and his younger brother Regulus Black deceased. Died at nineteen a death eater no wonder Sirius never spoke of him. The page had the names Druella Black nee Rosier and Cygnus Black parents to Bellatrix Black the oldest daughter and below her name was attached Hermione Bellatrix Narcissa Andromeda Lestrange born in Azkaban infirmary then below had the name Hermione Anne Granger and a picture of her before the glamours where taken off and now.
Tears fell on to the old yellowing pages as the truth sunk in, weighing her stomach with led. She was without a doubt the daughter of the insane death eater. Her heart painfully stopped as the truth hit her hard.