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Wide Awake: Chapter 11
Bellatrix arrived back at her empty manor in a rage. She couldn't believe the audacity of Narcissa! Using her own curse against her. But then again she deserved it. Narcissa had really only been trying to help. She had only been trying to spare the girl incase Bellatrix did something stupid. Bellatrix shot a curse at the opposite wall and it exploded. She collapsed on the floor in tears. Things had gotten bad so fast and she never stopped to think about hoe bad she had hurt Narcissa while in her self anguish over this girl. Not to mention how badly she had just hurt her, but Narcissa had found a way to defeat the curse, had found a way to get up and defend herself. Bellatrix pounded the cold floor; she needed to see the girl, needed to apologize, to explain why. The look on Hermione's face as she was backed against the wall, was the same look she had while she was being tortured…but this time…there was something different in her eyes, something that wasn't quite all the way there last time. Something that she couldn't quite put her finger on. Now she really needed to see the girl, but she wasn't sure if it was okay to do so, she might be cursed or arrested, after all her niece was sure to be there. Deciding that she could risk it, she stood, changed her clothes and picked up her heavy black cloak.
Hermione Granger.
She turned on the spot, and vanished.
Hermione awoke with a start. She had felt something, something powerful move towards her, entering her domain. Tonks had rolled off Hermione and was sleeping soundly on the other side of the bed. The brunette got out of bed slowly and quietly and went down stairs making sure that this time she was armed. Once down in the living room she turned on the small lamp that was on the table by the staircase. She saw someone sitting in her arm chair. The younger woman didn't need ask who it was because she had felt the magical signature. It was powerful and she had only known one person to posses one so strong, Bellatrix.
Once she knew that Bellatrix wasn't going to attack her she turned on the over head light. What she saw shocked her. Bellatrix was sitting there in a simple, almost Muggle like black dress, boots and a heavy cloak. As far as Hermione could tell, she wasn't armed and she was lacking her typical black, lace corset. Her dark curls were damp from the snow outside and her dark eyes were blood shot. Then Hermione's eyes fixed on the large bruise on her left cheek, it looked fresh and angry. Hermione had never seen a more defeated person in her life.
"Bellatrix." Hermione whispered.
Bellatrix said nothing; she just continued to stare at the younger woman.
"Bellatrix this is not okay. You, showing up here like this." Hermione said when Bellatrix said nothing.
"I'm sorry, but I didn't know where else to go." Bellatrix said, her voice was hoarse and Hermione knew that she had been crying.
Hermione said nothing in response but went into the kitchen to make a pot of tea.
"My niece, is she upstairs?" Bellatrix asked breaking the silence.
"She is. But she is sleeping." Hermione replied handing Bellatrix a cup of tea.
Bellatrix moved to take off her cloak and sat back in the chair, sipping the hot tea with a word of thanks.
"Is she going to arrest me?" Bellatrix asked.
"Not unless you give her a reason to." Hermione replied.
"It won't come to that." Bellatrix muttered into her tea cup.
"What happened to you?" Hermione asked concerned.
"Cissy." Bellatrix replied simply, but she did not elaborate.
Hermione knew better than to press the subject, but she wanted to know. Her curiosity was getting the better of her once more.
"Narcissa?! What happened?" Hermione asked.
"We had an…an argument." Bellatrix replied.
"Why? What was it about?" Hermione asked.
"You. The argument was about you." Bellatrix snapped.
Hermione put down her tea and looked wide eyed at Bellatrix who had finished her tea and placed her empty cup down on the table in front of her.
"I…its all my fault…I shouldn't have said anything…I'm sorry I am so sorry." Hermione said on the verge of tears.
Bellatrix couldn't stand the sight of tears. She used to hate it when she would see Narcissa cry when they were children. Without thinking she got up and moved to sit next to Hermione who scooted away from Bellatrix
"I won't hurt you Hermione." Bellatrix said softly, her eye brows knitted together in hurt and confusion.
Hermione said nothing and folded herself into Bellatrix's arms, placing her head on her chest. She broke down into quiet sobs as Bellatrix rocked her. She could feel Bellatrix trembling and knew that she was crying as well.
"I'm sorry Hermione…I should have never…Look I am not sure why I like you so much, whether its because you are powerful and a worthy opponent, or because you are the first person outside if my family to look at me like I am a human being, I like you a lot more than I should…Cissy knew all along…about both of us…about how both of us are feeling…" Bellatrix explained.
Hermione pulled herself out of her arms and looked into the dark eyes of Bellatrix Lestrange.
"I don't think you are a monster…I used to…when I knew what you did to the Longbottoms…you killed Sirius…you tortured me…I pitied you…" Hermione said.
"Pity is not something that should be wasted on me." Bellatrix said softly.
Hermione shook her head, and wiped her eyes. She moved her hands to cup Bellatrix's face, she winced as Hermione's thumb crossed over the angry bruise, but she did not pull away.
"You are wrong Bella…everyone deserves a second chance." Hermione said wiping away the fresh tears with her thumb.
"I don't know what you have done to me Hermione…but I feel that somehow I can trust you." Bellatrix said.
"I feel the same way…somehow I knew that when you were torturing me…even if you hated me and everything I stood for, I knew that you wouldn't kill me." Hermione said.
"I was scared…I couldn't fail…not again." Bellatrix said.
"Then don't fail this time…" Hermione said.
And before Bellatrix realized it, Hermione had placed a soft kiss on her lips. Hermione backed away slightly as she broke the kiss, her chocolate brown eyes filling with tears. But Bellatrix wasn't angry, Hermione saw something in those dark eyes that scared her but intrigued her at the same time, lust and reluctance. Bellatrix pulled Hermione to her once more and kissed her again. Hermione wrapped her arms around the older woman's waist and moved to sit in her lap as the kiss grew more intense. Bellatrix moaned as Hermione's hands roamed up her body, stopping just below her breasts. She opened her mouth to allow the younger witch's tongue to explore her wanting mouth. Bellatrix felt Hermione moan as Bellatrix ran her long nails through her bushy brown hair. somehow, Hermione wasn't sure when, but they had ended up with Bellatrix on top of her kissing the skin that was not covered by her tank top, her pulse point ached as she felt soft lips suck hard on the spot. Her hips jerked as she felt long fingers tease her through the fabric of her pajama pants. Her own hands moving up the length of Bellatrix's thighs to stroke her own core. Bellatrix let out a low moan that made the wetness in Hermione's groin even more pronounced. But she suddenly felt a hand close on her wrist.
"Wait…not yet." Bellatrix said sitting up.
Her cheeks were flushed and her chest was heaving.
"I'm sorry…I shouldn't…" Hermione said.
"No…no don't blame yourself…I know better…it's too soon…much to soon…If I am going to do this…I want to do it properly." Bellatrix said.
"Do what?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Court you." Bellatrix replied like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"You mean date me?" Hermione asked.
"Is that what you call it these days?" Bellatrix asked confused.
Hermione laughed softly and kissed Bellatrix again.
"Yes…courting is so old fashioned." Hermione said breaking the kiss.
"Well my dear…I happen to be old fashioned." Bellatrix said smiling.
They kissed again but jumped apart when they heard the floor boards above creak. Tonks must have woken up.
"I should go…I don't want her to see me." Bellatrix said getting off Hermione and throwing on her cloak.
"You can disaparate out of here. Come to my office tomorrow…" Hermione said sitting up.
"I will. Bye Hermione." Bellatrix said urgently.
They kissed again, but the sound of Tonks's voice coming from down the stairs made Bellatrix jump. She turned on the spot, leaving Hermione alone in her living room to face Tonks alone. She straightened herself and walked into the kitchen, busying herself with the tea pot when Tonks walked in.
"There you are Mione. I was worried." Tonks said breathing in a sigh of relief.
"I couldn't sleep, so I came down here to read, I didn't want to wake you." Hermione said.
Tonks nodded in understanding and sat down at the kitchen table.
"I know that it's only 4 in the morning, but would you like some tea?" Hermione asked.
"I think we should get back to bed." Tonks replied.
"Yeah you're right, let me run to the bathroom and I will meet you back upstairs." Hermione said.
"Sure thing Mione." Tonks said smiling.
Hermione went to the bathroom and then climbed back into bed with Tonks.
"Bellatrix was here wasn't she?" Tonks asked.
Hermione stiffened. But she felt Tonks laugh.
"Look Mione, what you and my aunt do is between you two, I wont judge, it's your life. But just be careful." Tonks said.
"Of course" Hermione said.
Tonks kissed the top of Hermione's head and they fell back asleep once more.