Warning slight incest at end of chapter if not to your liking do not read.
Two weeks following Lucius Malfoys unfortunate release from prison Hermione was dragged in to hellish lessons of pureblooded etiquette and pointless history lessons of her family tree from the Black and Lestrange bloodlines and to make matters worse Hermione's constant pleas of returning to Hogwarts fell on deaf ears.
To walk like a lady one must relax their shoulders, keep their back straight and head held high. Her aunt drilled that in to her for endless hours till the point she was being haunted with the exhausting lesson in her sleep. Next came how a young lady must sit at the table. No elbows allowed on the table, no slouching back ramrod straight, serviette must be on lap at all times, no fighting or arguing is permitted and one must not speak unless spoken to. That lesson was the most tortous by far as every time Hermione did something wrong or she forgot which specific cutlery was for what, her aunt took great delight in sending short shock waves through her spine and when the day finally ended she would still be feeling the painful spasms in her back muscles.
One morning at breakfast after the previous day of table manners Hermione kept her distance from the blonde dominatrix and sat next to her mother who enjoyed setting a bad example by sitting slouched in the chair with her feet over one arm much to the displeasure of Narcissa.
"I swear Bella! Your daughter is just as bad as you. If you do not out your feet on the ground this instance I shall punish you the same as I have Hermione" Narcissa pointed her wand at her dark haired sister.
Bellatrix took the warning as a challenge swinging her legs on to the floor she tipped her chair back letting the back legs take her weight. Dark eyes met ice blue just as the chair collapsed underneath her bringing the witch on to the floor with an audible thud.
Rabastan chuckled earning a sharp look from his sister in law and Draco snorted back a laugh earning a slap to the head of his head by his furious mother.
"I warned you Bella now get up and behave yourself before you join your daughter in our lessons".
Hermione had never seen someone scramble up so fast and retake their seat as if they had never left it to begin with. Bellatrix calmly returned to her breakfast refusing to meet her disapproving sisters eye.
Hermione decided to once again try a luck, placing her fork down she cleared her throat. "I would like to return to school".
"No" all was she received.
"Why not? I haven't done anything wrong to be locked up in this prison". Throwing her arms up in the air in frustration, pouting sulkily. "Fucking unfair".
Bellatrix slapped her hard across the back of her head. "Stop pouting no daughter of mine will pout. Next time you swear Cissy will wash your mouth out with soap little girl".
"But I want to go to school I need some freedom" she whined.
"Found someone and get married then. You'll get all the freedom by spreading open your.." Draco grinned gesturing with his hands, earning another slap.
Bellatrix scowled lopping her coffee spoon at her nephew. "She will only spread her legs for me".
Hermione spluttered up her milk, knocking over the glass in an attempt to wipe her face, coating the table, her mother's lap and the front of her dress.
"Bella! Think before you speak. What if someone overheard such comment and took it seriously" Narcissa reprimanded the blushing older woman.
"Let them Cissy" slinging her arm carelessly over the back of her daughter's chair, her fingers wandering into the girls hair absentmindedly playing with the strands. "I do believe she would very much enjoy the experience".
It was Narcissa's turn to blush under her sisters piercing gaze. "She is fourteen".
"This fourteen year old got turned on watching you masturbate little sister".
"She did what?" Draco shouted.
"Your younger cousin watched mommy having her special private time and got soaked down below" Rabastan unashamedly confirmed.
Hermione dropped her head on the table trying to hide the embarrassment.
"Why would you do that Hermione? She's my bloody mother".
"I think she has a crush on her auntie" Rabastan childishly singing his taunt.
"Do you girlie? Do you want to spread your lovely legs for auntie to bury her head in between your thighs and taste your juices" her mother whispered in her ear, fingers wandering over her panty covered crotch. "Does my little girl want mommy to touch her?". Hermione unconsciously spreaded her legs further as the fingers snuck in to her panties and sharp nails brushed her sticky pubic hair.
Hermione bit her lower lip to stop the groan from escaping as an intruding finger slipped deeper brushing her small bundle of nerves.
"Something wrong Hermione?" Narcissa tilted her head scrutinising her sister and niece.
Hermione bucked on to her mother's fingers, frustrated with the teasing she brought her hand down to join Bellatrix's forcing the older woman's hand to fully slip under her panties. Hissing as her mother scraped her long nails across her very wet sensitive lips.
"Draco I want you to return to school now" Narcissa suddenly demanded, grabbing her son by his arm and propelling him out the dining room. "Rabastan will make sure you get there safely".
Narcissa slammed the doors shut, striding towards the preoccupied mother and daughter. "What on Salazar's legend do you think you are doing Bellatrix?" she yanked her sisters hand out from under Hermione's dress, her fingers sticky with her daughter's arousal.
Bellatrix grabbed Narcissa by her hair, forcing the younger woman in to her lap. "What do you think I was doing Cissy?" waggling her wet shiny fingers under Narcissa's nose before forcing them in to the blondes mouth.
Hermione scrambled away from the struggling sisters.
"This wrong Bella!" Narcissa cried out. "She is your daughter and my niece".
"And you masturbated in front of her and stuck your fingers in her mouth. I can smell your arousal from here little sister" Bellatrix taunted, forcing her hand up Narcissa's robes and slipping her fingers over her sisters bare crotch. "Are you jealous of me or my daughter?". Placing a kiss upon her throat.