Chapter 5: Some Intimacy with Bella
Harry was still with the sisters, he was sitting on that same black leather couch thinking about what the sisters thought of him, now that he'd expressed himself openly. He assumed there'd be some joking around, maybe a little dig at him or two but apparently not. Narcissa was still contemplating how nervous Harry was when it came to sex; while Bellatrix was deep in thought of what Harry would be like in bed. None of them wanted to open up a conversation until a realisation hit Bella.
"Wait a second Harry, what about your mudblood friend? Haven't you had her yet?" Narcissa glared at her while Harry looked quite annoyed at something. It wasn't until a few seconds of silence had passed before Bella realised her mistake. "Harry…" Bella was cut off by Harry's quick question.
"First, no I haven't 'had her'. Second, tell me Bella, why do you put Hermione down?" Harry asked with a serious tone, although he didn't sound especially angry.
"What? What do you mean?"
"Calling her 'mudblood' for instance. Why do you do it?" Harry inquired, genuinely very curious.
"Well, because she is one. Muggle parents, yet magically inclined – mudblood." Bella replied as if it's common knowledge.
"But why do you do it? Specifically you, why do you seek to make her seem inadequate?" Harry continued his questioning.
Bella thought for a second, but then simply replied. "It's how I was raised. All purebloods are taught to despise Squibs, half-bloods, muggle lovers and muggle-borns or as purebloods call them, mudbloods."
"But all that aside, why do YOU hate them?" Harry was hoping now he'd get a real answer.
"I…I don't…not…not really." Harry eyes widened with joy as she said this, finally, finally he'd got through.
"Is there anything inherently bad about wizards who don't have magical parents?" Harry asked pursuing his point to Bella.
"Well, they're a disgrace to the purity of wizards' and witches' magic, and they serve to only become degenerate, hate filled animals!" Bella snapped. She really should have thought that through but too late now.
"And yet the Dark Lord was a half-blood, so am I. Essentially every wizard or witch has 'tainted' blood if you go back in their timelines far enough. But can I ask you this Bella, if magic becomes weaker when blood is 'tainted' then how do you explain Voldemort? If people become less kind or caring or loving, feeling only hate towards purebloods… Then…then explain, me…" Harry stated that last part directly relating to his feelings for Bella; he sorely hoped she'd pick that up.
"But Harry, many of them are scum!" Bella tried to defend her sinking ship of an argument.
"Bella, I feel for you, I really do, but sometimes it's better to realise a stupid point before you keep on making it." Bella scowled at her argument being called stupid. "Bella, class in society, background, family, magical ability. None of it matters when it comes to the scum of this earth. Think about it, who had you raped and tortured and broken into an insanity that consumed you for a long time?" Harry hoped Bellatrix would finally snap out of that pureblood delusion.
"…the Dar- Voldemort…" she defiantly replied. This shocked Narcissa completely as Bellatrix would've killed someone for saying his name but here she was breaking her own unwritten rule.
"Yes Bella, it wasn't Hermione or any random person off the side of the street. It was your supposed 'pureblood' master who did that to you. And for his vile actions, he paid with his life. But now can't you see it doesn't matter where you find yourself in life, scum are always there in one way or another. Bella, I want to tell you something important." Harry then got up and went over to Bella, he sat on her left as closely as he could get. He then brought his mouth to whisper in her ear as lovingly as he could manage. "I am a half-blood, your supposed 'enemy'. Yet, I helped you; I spared you from a lifetime of torment in Azkaban. I befriended you, and I kissed you. And do you know why?" Bella shook her head. "Because deep down, in the most truthful part of my mind. I…love…you…Bellatrix. I don't care about blood or any generalisation, I care about the individual, I care about you." Once Harry finished Bella took in everything he'd just said, her frozen heart seemed to melt under all he had told her. She then finally released her prior biased ideas about the people of the world, there were no perfect groups, evil spreads everywhere, even to her. She couldn't form words to show how grateful and happy she was to Harry for not only opening her mind, but for also accepting her even with her past dark deeds, so with one action she said it all to him. She placed her hands on his cheeks, perfectly lined up her wanting mouth with his and pressed a deep, loving kiss to Harry's lips.
They both closed their eyes and let the kiss take them, their tongues wrapped around each other and they lost themselves. Pureblood, half-blood, muggle-born, none of that mattered anymore, all that mattered to Bella now was Harry. They're minds were lost in that moment of pure, total euphoric bliss, no words were spoken and no moans heard. But the touching of each other and the attentive care given to that kiss by both Bella and Harry solidified their bond to each other, a bond that could only be described one way. True, unconditional, love. This moment though meant infinitely more to Bella than Harry; the truth was she'd never had anyone care for her like Harry was in these fleeting seconds. Not her parents, not her friends, not her former 'master', not her husband, not even her sisters cared for her quite this much. Yet Harry, a boy she never thought much of apart from a plaything for herself and the Dark Lord, was now bringing to the surface emotions that Bella was until this moment sure she could never feel.
Love, lust, care, want, empathy, sympathy, sadness, triumph.
These emotions coursed through Bella as they kissed and the overload brought about many reactions in Bella. She blushed bright red, tears of unhindered, genuine joy streamed down her face and she wrapped her arms around Harry's body and clung to him for dear life. She loved the feeling so much that when Harry stopped kissing her she didn't even notice, her lips continued of their own volition to plant lustful kisses on Harry's lips. Finally after what felt like an eternity of euphoria Bella released Harry and instead simply snuggled up next to him. Neither Harry nor Bella were completely aware of what had just happened but as Bella snuggled closer, Harry couldn't help but move himself closer to her. She rested her head on his chest as he leaned back to slowly lie on the couch. Harry then moved his right arm around to hook under hers and pull her even closer to him, while at the same time softly and very affectionately running his fingers through her crazy curly black hair. Bella couldn't help but moan as she loved her hair being stroked, not only that but who was doing the stroking. Harry was by far the most loving, kind and considerate person she'd ever been with and now that her prior prejudice had been cast away, she was more than happy to receive Harry's love, in whatever form it may be.
Hours sped past as mere minutes to the couple; they just kept on hugging, kissing, snuggling up to one another and just generally enjoying each other's company. Narcissa simply stared at them in wonder of how Harry could love Bella so freely and how far Bella had come in just a few days of being around Harry. She now knew why people called him remarkable for he truly was, turning a vicious Death Eater into his lover in a few days. Although maybe she had thought to soon as despite how much they obviously liked or even loved one another, Narcissa knew her sister would always have a darkness within her. For now though, she could tell Bella was love sick for Harry as when he attempted to get up and leave for his dorm she didn't let him go without a 'fight' if you could call it that.
"It's been a long day Bella, and I really should get to my dorm." Harry attempted to get up but Bella pushed him back down onto the couch.
"Trying to get away Potter, we'll see about that." She stated in a very sultry manner. Once again her pouty lips met Harry's, his eyes closed as his body wanted so badly to submit to the kiss. But he knew people would start asking questions if he wasn't back soon, questions for now at least he'd rather avoid having to answer. Gently pushing her off of him Harry made his way to the door, but before he could leave Bella pushed him to the wall. She being quite a bit taller overpowered Harry and lifted his arms above his head; she then bent forward to kiss Harry again through the arch their arms made. Once she broke the kiss Harry tried to reassure the now desperate looking Bella.
"I'll see you tomorrow, okay love. No need to be so…worried."
"Oh! I'm not worried. I just can't get enough of my Harry. And from that bulge in your pants I'd say you want more of me." Bella winked. At hearing her say that Harry's member stood fully erect, this would be so embarrassing but he needed to get back to his dorm. Planting a kiss on her lips, Harry then left the Room of Requirement, as he left he bid goodnight to his sexy companion and went straight to the Gryffindor common room.
Inside was deserted apart from his best friend, Hermione. She always seemed to wait for Harry but he never really knew why, even when she was 'with' Ron she would always wait up to say goodnight. Harry made his way over to her; she was sitting at a three seat table by the window.
"Evening Harry." When Hermione turned to face him, she gasped then let out a playful giggle. She sounds like Bella when she laughs like that, Harry mused to himself.
"Evening 'Mione." Harry replied still not having noticed the source of her amusement.
"Would you like me to fix that for you?" she let out another giggle.
"What?" Harry replied very puzzled.
"That." She then pointed to his groin, Harry was still rock hard from Bella's intimacy earlier.
Harry looked and instinctively shouted, "Oh shit! Sorry Hermione, I forgot."
"How can you forget you have an erection?" Hermione asked while letting out more girly giggles, her cute eyes glinting at him as she laughed.
"Very easily it would seem." Harry replied sharing in the humour of the situation.
"Hang on a second." Hermione drew her wand and Harry became nervous.
"Umm… What you doing 'Mione?"
Hermione smirked, "Oh, relax will ya. I'm just gonna help you out there. Now hold still."
"Okay." Harry reluctantly replied.
Hermione pointed her wand at Harry's manhood and uttered smoothly, "Molior Evanescere." A beam of red light shot out of Hermione's wand and shrouded Harry's groin like a mist, then it quickly vanished and Harry looked down. He didn't notice anything at first but then his length quickly went flaccid and he could finally relax.
"Thanks 'Mione." Harry replied grateful that it worked.
"Don't mention it Harry, but maybe don't walk around the castle hard. You might give some of the paintings the wrong idea." She teased playfully; Harry just full on chuckled at the idea. Harry then sat down next to her, before Harry had a chance to say anything though Hermione sharply asked. "So why did you have a hard-on anyway? Please tell you weren't with 'them'."
"Sorry 'Mione." Harry tried to sound displeased with himself when in fact he was over the freakin' moon. If only she knew the conversation that got us together was about her, oh I wonder what she'd do. Probably freak-out I suppose.
"Which one?" Hermione asked breaking Harry away from his thoughts.
"Hmm?" he responded a little confused.
"Which sister did you get off on?" she asked with her eyes fixed on him eager for an answer. She also seemed a little annoyed with him. Was she jealous perhaps, nah. That's not like her at all.
"Why do you want to know?" asked a very anxious Harry.
"It was Bellatrix wasn't it?" Harry's eyes widened in shock. How in the hell did she know that? Sensing his disbelief Hermione explained how she knew, "If it was Narcissa you would've told me straight up, but cause of what Bellatrix did to me you hesitated and tried to hide it."
"Hermione please…"
"I don't wanna hear it Harry, you knew what she did to me yet you still, you still decided to fuck her anyway!" snapped a now fierce sounding Hermione.
"I have done nothing of the sort." Harry forcefully replied to Hermione's ill-conceived comment.
Hermione scoffed in distain, "Yeah right, you expect me to believe that horse-shit? You probably fucked her like the little Slytherin whore she is!"
"Hermione, that's not…" Harry tried to respond but she kept on taunting him.
Pretending to be Bellatrix, Hermione took it way too far. "'Oh yeah! Fuck me Harry! I took enough of Volde's snake dick now I want yours!' Is that what she said? Huh?"
"She is not like that! Voldemort treated her far worse than any of his victims, or how she treated any of hers!"
"Oh yeah, and how is dying not as bad?!" Hermione arrogantly stated. For the next twenty minutes Harry explained to Hermione about Bella's rape, torture, breakdown into insanity and finally forced subservience to the Death Eater way of life. Which as Harry explained meant you were lucky if at the end of each day you got away with your life, he then explained how he'd gotten through to Bella because she nonchalantly called her a mudblood. Hermione felt some happiness to know she played a role in opening Bella up but after her nasty comments Hermione more or less felt like the world's biggest bitch for what she said. Harry finally went over what their heartfelt kiss was like and how emotional Bella became afterwards, this only made Hermione feel worse to know that she'd called out someone who was tortured into insanity.
"Harry, I'm so sorry. Please, I only…because she well." Hermione stammered and stuttered trying desperately to apologise.
"I understand Hermione, really I do but she's changed now. She's much different than the Bellatrix that, well… Umm, sorry, didn't mean to bring back bad memories." Hermione then pulled Harry into one of her classically tight makeup hugs, Harry returned her hug and then thought of an idea to help both girls get over the past.
"You wanna meet her?" Harry asked hopeful for Hermione to be open minded. He pulled back and waited for her answer, he looked like a hopeful puppy dog from where she stood.
"Umm Harry… I don't know if that's such a good idea." Harry could sense the nervousness in her voice so this time he pulled her into a hug.
"I know it may be awkward at first but I promise you won't be disappointed. If she tries anything aggressive don't worry, remember I can command her. If anything bad happens or you want the meeting to stop just tell me and I'll call it off, please Hermione? Once you get to know the real her, I think you'll like her." Harry looked at her with those big begging, pleading emerald eyes and she just couldn't say no.
"Okay Harry, but one condition."
"Anything."
"I'll meet you and Bella on the far side of the covered bridge, I don't want anyone seeing me enter the Room of Requirement when practically the whole damn school knows who you put in there. Deal?" she asked still mildly anxious about this agreement.
"Deal. See you there around noon?"
"Yeah okay."
"Great, goodnight Hermione, sleep well." With the meeting arranged Harry triumphantly went to bed, hopeful that Bella and Hermione would make-out, makeup, hit it off…become good friends, there we go, Harry finally corrected his thinking as he drifted off to sleep.
Hermione meanwhile was contemplating tomorrow's meeting, she hoped Harry was a hundred percent right about Bellatrix's change but she couldn't be sure. And to Hermione variables in a situation like this were always something that made her at best anxious, at worst shit-yourself scared. Although fear aside, she was curious about what this 'new' Bella would be like, what would she behave like? What is her relationship like with Harry? But most of all does she now feel sympathy towards other people? While these questions plagued her mind, her body was too tired to care and so soon after she too fell asleep wondering about the events of tomorrow.
Author's Note: I know this was mostly a fluffy classic romance chapter but personally I love writing these kinds of chapters because I think the more detailed a romance is, the more it adds to the 'more mature' scenes later down the line. :D Also I need my audience to help me here as I don't mind either way but some of you might – should I involve Hermione and Narcissa in the romance or just Narcissa? And before anyone asks no I won't be making the romance exclusively Bellatrix and Harry. If you want an exclusive Bella/Harry fanfic then either 'Two Tortured Souls' or 'Watching Over Harry' are some pretty good exclusive romance stories with mainly or only Harry and Bella. As always thank you very much for reading.