Disclaimer: Still applies.
Author's Note: Bellatrix's dinner attire was inspired by the same outfit Helena Bonham Carter wore to the 2011 Oscars…the very same, I think that it is Bellatrix….Just thought you guys should know, incase you need a visual. I think it's beautiful. As always thank you for the reviews!
Wide Awake: Chapter 18
Bellatrix arrived back at her manor on pins and needles. She really didn't have anything to take care of, she had just told Hermione that because she needed to be alone to think, and being around the young woman made that difficult because her hormones went into overdrive. She walked around her empty manor, going from room to room thinking. It really was too soon for her to meet Hermione's friends. Though she already knew who they were, and they knew her, but this was going to be a party, quite a different setting than the Department of Mysteries, or Hogwarts Castle.
Then there was the other thing, what to wear? Hermione didn't say what kind of dinner party it was. Things like this were not new to Bellatrix because she grew up in one of the oldest and most wealthy families in the Wizarding world. Dinner parties and social events were part of the territory. She and her sisters were always bored and hated being around the adults, but as they grew up, they started to understand what it was all about. Being wealthy and powerful was something to be proud of. She shook the thoughts from her head as she entered her bedroom. She hadn't been in here in a while, not since she had scared Hermione in one of their secessions, when she left Hermione each night, she didn't go home; she transfigured herself and got a room at the Leaky Cauldron. She figured the deception would be much less hassle than if she walked in there bold and proud of whom she was.
She flipped through her wardrobe. It was all the same color; Black. Her mother used to reprimand her for always wearing black, but it was her favorite color.
"I need a new wardrobe." Bellatrix muttered to herself.
"Yes you do." A voice said from the door way.
"Cissy what are you doing here?" Bellatrix asked not looking at her sister.
"Nice to see you too Bella." Narcissa said coolly walking into the bedroom.
It was clean and tidy as always, Narcissa noticed that Bellatrix's bed hadn't been slept in, she never made it, it was always in disarray, at least all the times she had seen it.
"How long have you been home?" Narcissa asked.
"Only a couple of hours." Bellatrix replied still looking through all her clothes.
"Okay, how long has it been since you have been home?" Narcissa asked.
"What is with the twenty questions Cissy, for fucks sake what do you want?" Bellatrix snapped turning to face Narcissa.
"I haven't heard from you in a few days, I was worried about you Bella." Narcissa replied.
"You worry too much." Bellatrix snapped turning back to her wardrobe.
Narcissa moved further into the room and she sat down on Bellatrix's bed. It occurred to her that she had never really been inside Bellatrix's room before, just the few glimpses here and there when she would visit long ago, and it was always neat, except for the bed.
"I may worry about you, but I love you Bella and I want to make sure that you are okay." Narcissa said running her hand over the bed spread.
It was very soft, and very expensive, even for Narcissa.
"I am fine. I am just dealing with some things, and I think that I can handle it on my own." Bellatrix said, her voice softening.
She never could stay mad at Narcissa for long; she always had a soft spot for her baby sister.
"She is seeing Andromeda at her office." Bellatrix said breaking the silence.
"I know, Andy came by the other day to tell me that she was going to get some counseling because…well because of Ted's death." Narcissa said.
She knew that this was going to be a touchy subject for the older witch. She was fiercely protective and Narcissa knew that she wasn't going be so open to talking about their sister.
"I know, Hermione explained to me about Andy, I am not upset with her about it. I was just caught off guard, and you know how I feel about that, it isn't something that I take easily. I hate this feeling and I hate not knowing what to expect." Bellatrix said.
"That is because you are a control freak." Narcissa said.
"That is like the pot calling the kettle black, Cissy." Bellatrix quipped.
"I have gotten better in recent years….since my home was invaded and threatened for a few years." Narcissa said darkly.
Bellatrix didn't respond she just continued to look through her wardrobe, her hands running over the fabric of expensive silk gowns, and leather corsets. Narcissa watched her curiously; she had never taken this much time searching for something to wear.
"What are you looking for?" Narcissa asked.
"Something to wear tonight." Bellatrix replied simply.
"Where are you going? On another date with Hermione?" Narcissa asked curiously.
"We are going to dinner." Bellatrix replied.
"Where?" Narcissa asked.
"Harry Potter's." Bellatrix replied.
Narcissa nearly fell off the bed from pure shock. She never expected Bellatrix to agree to something like. Bellatrix turned to face Narcissa, tears in her eyes.
"What if they don't like me? What if they stop seeing Hermione because of me? I can't ruin this for her." Bellatrix said.
Narcissa's heart broke; she had never heard so much sadness and fear in her sister's voice before. Bellatrix's fears were legitimate, and Narcissa figured that if Hermione was afraid of being rejected that she wouldn't have agreed to take her.
"Bella, if Hermione's friends didn't want you there, they wouldn't have asked her. And I am sure that if she wanted to, she could have gone without you, but she didn't, obviously she wants you there with her. If they don't like you, well then they are missing out. Because you are a different person…you are the way you used to be. Not the insane Bellatrix, but the smart, funny, and amazing woman that you are." Narcissa said.
By this time silent tears were running down Bellatrix's face, Narcissa got up off the bed and pulled Bellatrix into her arms. Bellatrix broke down. Everything was hitting her. Everything, all the anxiety, and fear she had every time she was around Hermione was starting to go away and this wasn't something she was used to. The comfortable feeling she was now starting to feel was scaring her, those three words that she had forbidden herself to say were starting to become a reality to her. Narcissa continued to hold her sister while she cried, rocking her slowly.
"Bella, you have to love yourself before you can love anyone else." Narcissa said pulling back and holding Bellatrix at arms length.
"You know that I don't love myself Cissy." Bellatrix said.
"You will. When you see what I see…what Hermione sees." Narcissa replied softly.
Bellatrix didn't say anything; she just turned back to her wardrobe and pulled out a black long sleeve corset halter and a black skirt.
"Will you do my hair?" Bellatrix asked turning back to Narcissa.
Narcissa smiled and pulled out her wand, Bellatrix sat down at her vanity and Narcissa proceeded to fix Bellatrix's hair.
Hermione rummaged through her closet for the better part of three hours trying to find something to wear, usually she just wore jeans, but she wanted to look nice for Bellatrix. Though she was sure that Bellatrix would like whatever she was wearing, she had even liked the jeans, but Hermione wasn't going for casual this time. Finally she decided on a black dress that fell slightly below her knees and had think straps on her shoulders.
"Bella will like this." Hermione said smiling as she laid it down on her bed.
She glanced at the clock, it was 5:30. She jumped and ran into the bathroom to take a shower she knew that Bellatrix would be on time.
Bellatrix looked over herself in the mirror. Narcissa had chosen to put her raven curls up, leaving a few to fall around her face, and an ornate black diamond and onyx necklace to finish the outfit.
"You look beautiful Bella." Narcissa said softly.
"Thank you Cissy, I couldn't have done it without you." Bellatrix said putting on her cloak, placing her wand in the inside pocket.
Narcissa looked at Bellatrix for a few minutes, tears stinging her eyes. She felt this way when Draco moved out; she wasn't so sure why she felt the same way with Bellatrix. She supposed because she had been taking care of Bellatrix for so long that now, Bellatrix could do things for herself now.
"Go get her Bella." Narcissa said turning to leave the room.
"Cissy…I…" Bellatrix started.
"I know Bella, I know." Narcissa said leaving the room.
Bellatrix stood rooted to the spot for a few minutes. Narcissa probably went home to cry. Bellatrix looked at herself one more time, and applied her deep maroon lipstick. After she was satisfied with her shoes she turned on the spot vanishing in a cloud of black smoke.
She arrived at Hermione's flat a little before 6; she knocked but got no answer. She waved her wand and unlocked the door, walking inside and closing it behind her. The lights were on, and nothing seemed to be disturbed. So she continued to walk through the flat finally stopping at the stairs, she heard the water running.
"She's probably in the shower." Bellatrix said walking up the stairs.
She stopped at Hermione's bedroom; she could see steam coming from the bathroom. Deciding that it was best if she waited downstairs she closed the door and went into the sitting room, selecting a book and sitting down in one of the chairs by the fireplace.
Hermione shut off the water, allowing the hot steam to settle around her body. she sighed in relief as she got out of the stall and put a towel around her body. But she stopped dead as she left the bathroom. Her bedroom door was closed, and a familiar perfume was lingering in the air.
"Bella is here." Hermione said to herself as she hurried to get dressed.
She waved her wand and her hair straightened and dried. She applied a little bit of make up, put on her shoes and walked down the stairs. She stopped when she saw Bellatrix sitting in one of the armchairs reading a book. One that she had read more times than she could count.
Hogwarts: A History.
"Bella." Hermione said as she walked into the room.
Bellatrix closed her book and stood. Hermione's breath caught in her throat as she laid eyes on her lover. Bellatrix was gorgeous. The curls around her face, the ornate necklace on her throat, the black velvet corset made Hermione want to stay home and make endless love to her.
"Now that you are done undressing me with your eyes, hello Mione." Bellatrix said smiling at the younger witch.
"Sorry…I just, you look beautiful." Hermione said moving to stand in front of Bellatrix.
"You are equally as beautiful." Bellatrix said kissing Hermione lightly on the lips.
"I miss you." Hermione said breaking the kiss.
"I missed you too Mione." Bellatrix said.
They stood in silence for a few minutes.
"What are you thinking?" Bellatrix asked.
"About how much I would like to put you on that couch and make endless love to you." Hermione replied boldly.
She blushed at that remark, but Bellatrix didn't seem to notice. She looked at the clock on the wall.
"What time is the party?" Bellatrix asked.
"At 7." Hermione replied.
"Well I think we have some time before we have to leave." Bellatrix said coolly.
Hermione smiled, she and Bellatrix were thinking the same thing. Hermione pulled Bellatrix to the couch and straddled her hips, being careful not to mess up their outfits. Hermione began to kiss down Bellatrix's neck, forcing a small moan to come from the older witch's throat.
"Mione." Bellatrix moaned softly.
The feel of Hermione's weight on her, and her lips on her neck were causing the wetness that had settled in her groin at the sight of Hermione, was slowly beginning to ache.
"You taste so good Bella." Hermione whispered against her neck.
All the hairs on Bellatrix's body stood on end as the whisper hit her heated skin. She held Hermione close to her, breathing in her sent. She placed kisses in the space between Hermione's breasts, licking and nipping at it until she kissed up her collar bone to her neck. Hermione moaned.
"You like that?" Bellatrix asked huskily.
"Yes…god yes." Hermione breathed.
Bellatrix lightly squeezed a breast, feeling a rock hard nipple against her palm, her other hand moving up Hermione's dress, cupping her sex though her underwear. Bellatrix moaned as the heat and wetness hit her hand, she smirked.
"Tell me what you want Mione." Bellatrix breathed in Hermione's ear.
"I want you to…" Hermione started, but her head was spinning, she couldn't form a full sentence.
"You want me to what?" Bellatrix asked.
"I want you to…touch me…" Hermione replied.
"Where?" Bellatrix asked.
"My…my…clit…" Hermione managed to reply.
Bellatrix moved Hermione's underwear aside and ran her fingers over her clit. Hermione's hips bucked forward, a moan erupting from her throat. But Bellatrix didn't stop; she kept putting pressure on the tiny bundle of nerves. Hermione's hips moved against Bellatrix's hand, her body beginning to shake.
"Not yet…Don't cum yet Mione." Bellatrix said softly.
"But it feels…so…good Bella." Hermione said moaning.
"I know Mione…but don't cum yet, enjoy the sensation, feel my hand against your clit." Bellatrix said arousal rising in her voice.
Hermione slowed her movements, focusing her mind on the feel of Bellatrix's hand between her legs. She could feel the wave start, but it didn't break through, she wasn't ready to cum yet, but she was at the same time.
"That's it." Bellatrix encouraged kissing down Hermione's throat.
Her fingers pressed harder, moving in a delicate circle around the younger witch's clit. Hermione's hips continued to buck against Bellatrix; she could feel the older witch begin to tremble.
"Are you going cum Bella?" Hermione asked.
"Perhaps." Bellatrix replied kissing Hermione's lips.
"I want you to cum with…me…I can't hold on much longer." Hermione panted.
Bellatrix smiled and continued to press on Hermione's clit. She knew exactly what to do to send Hermione over the edge. She pressed her thumb hard and rubbed in a short circle around her clit. The reaction was instantaneous. Hermione's body began to shake and her hips moved of their own accord as her orgasm ripped through her body.
"Fuck Bella! I'm cumming!" Hermione moaned loudly.
Bellatrix let out a gasp and her hips jerked as her own orgasm hit. Hermione noticed this, but was amazed at how quiet Bellatrix was being; her own orgasm was too much to control.
"Mione…Mione…" Bellatrix whispered as her orgasm subsided.
The two women sat there I silence, listening to one another's heavy breathing. After a few minutes Hermione glanced at the clock, it was ten minutes till they had to be at Harry's. Hermione sat up, brushing hair out of her face.
"You are so beautiful Bella." Hermione said cupping Bellatrix's face.
"So are you." Bellatrix replied smiling.
"We should get going; it's a ten minute walk to Harry's." Hermione said getting to her feet a little unsteadily.
Bellatrix stood as well putting on her cloak. Hermione put on her coat and the two women left the flat, walking out into the freshly fallen snow.
TBC…