Hermione was now left with a few minutes to make her way to her next class. Arriving early to potions she finds a seat at the back and processes what had actually happened earlier she was still in shock she never knew this side to her existed and trust Bellatrix of all people to bring it out of her. She wanted to feel disgusted with herself she wanted to feel ashamed but it was quite the opposite she rather enjoyed herself a little too much. Her mind started to wander further into this downward spiral of filthy thoughts especially when she remembered Bellatrix cancelling their lesson and she had a feeling she knew all to well as to why the simple image of Bellatrix pleasing herself stirred something within her. It felt at the time like well fitted revenge for the simple trick Bellatrix played on so she gave her a taste of her own medicine right? and for a confident loud mouthed woman she acted like such a coward for not being able to admit she had did a nice thing for once! Hermione traced over her arm where the mudblood scar once was. For most of the lesson none of the students seemed to notice the rather strange smile that adorned Hermione's face. It wasn't until class had ended that Hermione realised she hadn't paid any notice to what was actually being said in the lecture.
This hadn't gone unnoticed by Narcisa the potions teacher. She curiously watched the display of emotions that seemed to be present in the young witch it was like seeing the 12 stages of addiction play out within the span of one hour. It started off seeing a rather smug Hermione and then it escalated to a somewhat lost look finally to realisation and then acceptance. Narcisa was rather intrigued as to what could of caused the girl to go through such a wide span of emotions so quickly she did have a feeling though that Bellatrix was behind this and after seeing Hermione so vulnerably display her emotions she felt she could defiantly use this to her advantage and hopefully teach the girl a lesson for being so simple and weak. A plan started to form and soon it was the end of the lesson.
The sight and sound of everyone packing up their bags managed to get Hermione out of her haze. Students soon started to leave but before Hermione could even get up Narrcisa requested she stay behind for a word. Most of the leaving students shared curious looks but left quickly as to not be late for their next lecture.
Hermione sat quietly guiltily looking down and twiddling with her thumbs.
"Im guessing by your reaction you know why I have asked you to stay behind." There was a hint of venom in Narrcisa voice but it lacked real authenticity.
"I'm sorry my mind was else where I'm still trying to process being here."
"Yes I'm sure you are, but I think we both know the real reason as to why you are distracted and it is more to do with a particular someone." Depending on Hermione's reaction Narsica could still play dumb and not let on just yet what she knows it would be a lot harder to get the girl on her side if she really knew this was some sick and twisted game spurred by pure boredom and the rivalry between her and her sister to be the best and to come first. Well to come first for once she never managed to ever top Bellatrix being the youngest sister she was always in her other sisters' shadows but for once she was determined to win to show her sister she wasn't just Cissy the youngest black sister anymore!
There was no way in hell Hermione was ever going to admit as to having these very wrong thoughts about Bellatrix especially to her sister of all people! That is if she was even on about Bellatrix? Why would she be? And then she remembered what had transgressed the other day and how easy it was for Hermione to lose herself, giving in to her hormonal urges and then finding herself half naked in front of both the black sisters. Hermione's cheeks begin to tint pink at the memory.
She decides the safest thing to do is play along maybe she can use this newly discovered confidence to her advantage.
"Yes you are right I can't stop thinking about you and what happened the other day."
Narcissa kept her facial reactions neutral but she had to admit she was a little shocked was Hermione on to her did she know? Or did the girl genuinely enjoy what had transpired between them. She had to admit potion or not the experience hadn't been terrible quite the pleasant in fact. Best to play coy and maybe have a little fun with this.
"What in particular about the other day can you not stop thinking about Miss Granger?" Narcissa adorned a Cheshire cat like smile.
"Why you on top of me of course it's a shame I guess we will never know just how far things could have gone because of a rude interruption, for a school filled with magic no one quite seems to know how to lock a door." Hermione smiled smugly before returning eye contact with Narcissa.
What has happened to this girl its like she had a complete personality change. It wasn't a bad thing quite the opposite Narcissa wasn't always used to other people taking charge it was refreshing to see someone who could flirt and to see someone who wanted her… Narcissa didn't quite know what to make of this new development but all she knew was that she was not going to be the first to back down and maybe just maybe this could end up leading somewhere interesting. With a flick of her want a silencing charm was placed on the room and the sound of the door locking carried a echo. Narcissa made her way over and sat on top of the desk in front of Hermione chair and folded her legs.
"Do tell how far you wanted things to escalate Miss Granger". Narcissa smiled she had her right where she wanted her. This was the moment of truth to see if she took the bait or simply folded and turned straight back into that innocent submissive shy witch.