Hermione laid stretched out on the sofa, her head resting on her mother's thigh her eyes closed listening to the childish bickering taking place around her.
"This is a pointless argument" Rabastan piped up, awkwardly fumbling with the tobacco, knocking it all over his lap.
"Idiot just give me the bloody papers will ya" Rodolphus sneered, snatching the tobacco pouch from his brother.
"The fool wasn't even the real headmaster which begs to be asked where is the senile old bat anyway? The dark lord isn't happy that someone went gone over his head".
The doors to the dark den creaked open a flash of blonde hair caught Bellatrix's eye. "You're missing the party wittle Cissy". Narcissa suppressed an annoyed groan at her sisters child like tone, stepping into the barely lit room her eyes adjusting to foggy smoked filled atmosphere.
The room was barely furnished with only a large black leather couch pushed up against the far wall, her sister and niece laid splayed out on. Rabastan sat on one of the large beanbags his back sitting against the sofa near Bellatrix and Rodolphus, Draco and his friends were spread out on the carpet.
Narcissa stepped wearily over the men trying to keep her balance. "Cissy love I think you dropped ya panties somewhere". Rabastan guffawed sneaking a peek up the lady's robes earning a sharp slap to the back of his head from Bellatrix.
"Draco why are you and your friends not at school?".
Blaise smiled sheepishly diverting his gaze to the floor along with Theo. "Don't think I don't see you there gentlemen. Just because the headmaster has gone wander bouts doesn't mean you three can".
"Lighten up Cissy the boys are here for a family emergency".
The blonde witch raised a brow, gently scooping Hermione's legs up, she took a seat letting them rest on her thighs.
"As simple as that brother even a hippogriff could of done it" Rodolphus gloated licking the roll up shut and throwing it at Rabastan who caught it with ease, lighting it up and taking a long drag.
"Would like to see that" Hermione mumbled.
Bellatrix cackled, gently slapping her unexpected daughter's backside. "Hush girlie let the boys have their fun". Narcissa swallowed the lump in her throat noticing the cheeks jiggling under her sisters groping hands, a faint blush on her nieces pale face. Hermione has no clue what her mother is up to. Such a blushing naive virgin.
Tearing her gaze away from Hermione just in time to see her son giving his uncle puppy dog eyes. Think again lad. "Do not even think about it son". Draco pouted at her. "I will not allow my fifteen year old son and his friends smoking in front of me".
"Why not? Live and let live" Hermione lifted her head to meet her aunt's dark look.
Bellatrix cupped the girls chin pulling her daughter's face up to meet hers "you better not have little girl you're even younger than they are". The hushed quiet didn't go unnoticed by the trapped girl it seemed the whole room was waiting for an answer.
Hermione timidly shook her head well she tried to but her mother's unyielding grip on her chin barely gave her enough room to nod.
"I wouldn't imagine Molly Weasley allowing her adult children to smoke let alone her minors but Bella with Sirius about I wouldn't be to surprised". Narcissa smirked. Sirius was always the life of the party when they were younger much to the horror of his parents. He would share his newest discovery of muggle contraband with his cousins from muggle music, the latest muggle fashion to illegally obtained alcohol and cigarettes. Life was never boring when Sirius came visiting resulting in each of them getting severely punished after he left as their stumbled about drunk or high off his favourite drug cannabis. Even to this day Narcissa had no clue how her younger cousin managed to get his hands on drugs and alcohol.
"At least he was fun to have around, his brother was a drag" Rodolphus spoke up "even when he was placed in Gryffindor your cousin was the only one out of all of us having a fun time".
Bellatrix snatched the roll up off the spluttering Rabastan, taking a drag and blowing perfect Os into the air. "Regulus didn't let our family down like his brother let us not forget that".
Hermione rested her chin against her mother's thigh, watching her from below was interesting to say the least. When the sinister woman wasn't manically cackling she was calm and collected much like her younger counterpart. One thing that didn't escape her notice was how all Blacks were naturally beautiful including the harpy on the wall of Grimmauld. The group was speaking fondly of the past forgetting how two of them are no longer here. Family should mean family whether they become Gryffindor or run off with a muggleborn. Surely they miss them. She briefly met her mother's inquisitive eyes before dropping her head in embarrassment for getting caught staring.
Hermione squeaked, her mother was silently laughing at her, she could feel the vibrations running through the woman's leather cladded thighs. "Speak little lamb what is on your mind?" Bellatrix cooed, her long fingers tangling into her daughter's curls. Hermione shook her head refusing to reply even when her mother tugged her curls painfully.
"Hogwarts isn't safe for her anymore I personally think she should remain here and have private tutoring" Rabastan drawled, slurping his beer. Hermione eyed the can realising it was a muggle beverage, she couldn't help herself from laughing out loud.
"What are you laughing at little snake?" her uncle grinned, sloshing the alcohol on his robes.
"You are drinking muggle beer brother no doubt my daughter finds that ironic".
Hermione meekly nodded.
"Well you can't fault their inventors this is better stuff than we wizarding folk could come up with I mean have you even tried firewhiskey that stuff is rough".
"Better not have she's fourteen".
Draco snorted up his butter beer earning a disapproving glare from his mother. "You are such hypercritics. You did much worse than we have at our age". Blaise uncharacteristically giggled, accidentally elbowing Theo hard in the ribs. "Sorry man but Draco is right. I mean what's next are you going to ask Hermione if she is still a virgin?".
All eyes swivelled on a very red in the face witch. Bellatrix paled, shifting uncomfortably, her hand gripped Hermione's shoulder, nails biting into her muscle.
Hermione squirmed away from her mother's deathly grip, shifting up against the sofa back, bringing her legs underneath her.
"Silence my dear former muggleborn cousin you know our mothers can always check for you" Draco snickered as his cousin paled matching his aunt's complexion.
Rodolphus slapped all three boys on the backs of their heads, saving his daughter from further embarrassment. "I am sure my fourteen year old daughter is still a virgin". His voice cracked slightly uncertainty flooding his words. Clearing his throat and swiftly moving on "What do you think Bella should our girl stay here rather than further endangering her at that ridiculous school?". Turning his attention on to his quiet wife.
"Who do you expect to teach the girl? I certainly don't have time nor do you" Bellatrix darkly replied.
"I can teach her what I know and I do have someone in mind that can teach her the rest. It will only be till the war is over anyway Bella" Narcissa calmly intervened. Her sister was getting jumpy after the unfortunate comment of Hermione's virginity.
Bellatrix levelled her with a spiteful smirk. "I'm sure you will sister after all you taught me a lot". She roused herself from the couch, a feral smile dancing on her red lips as she grabbed Hermione by the throat jerking her up off the seat, forcing her small body against her hard corseted chest. Terror and something warm and tingly was building in Hermione's chest at the woman's sudden personality change.
"Did Potter or Weasley dare defile you girlie?" Bellatrix snarled her face just inches from Hermione's. Her breathing was slightly compromised by the woman's hand tightening dangerously around her windpipe.
No one in the room dared to move not when Bellatrix was treading on the thin line of her death eater persona.
"It was just a joke of course Hermione is a virgin she is far to goody goody to defile herself with them" Draco shrieked. He was afraid for his cousin her face was going deathly pale if his aunt continued into her madness and killed her daughter while in her rage filled mind he feared he would permanently lose her to the insanity.
Rodolphus silently approached his wife from behind just as Narcissa stepped into Bellatrix's view to gain her attention. "Let her go Bella you will regret it if you hurt her" she softly cautioned her big sister, fear spiking at the struggling breaths her niece was trying to desperately take.
Rabastan yanked down Bellatrix's right arm, forcing it behind her back. Rodolphus brought his arm up in to her left one that held his daughter, the unmistakable crack made the volatile witch release her daughter. A howl of pain followed.
Narcissa laid Hermione on to her side, tilting her head back, her heart flipping at the unsightly finger shaped bruises on her neck. Drawing in a deep breath "I am fine auntie" she croaked.
I must be sick or something is extremely wrong with me. Hermione smiled at her aunt's unconvinced frown. Leaning into Narcissa's ear "it was quite arousing auntie Cissy". She fell back slightly dazed.
A small tug playing at Narcissa's lips. "I think you should be getting to bed my dear you have had to much excitement for one day".