Chapter 4
Bellatrix leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms. She stared at Hermione questionably.
"Well um, so how long have you been working undercover, because I figured that it must have been some time after you finished Hogwarts, because how else could everyone think you are a cruel murderer, right? And did you really torture all those people and the Longbottoms and were you really in Azkaban..."
"One question at a time, love. Dumbledore asked me to go undercover when I was in my seventh year. At first he just wanted me to ask around a little and listen in on a few conversations. Then he asked me to ask Voldemort if I could join and when he gave me the mark right away I had no choice but to go fully undercover. I kept reporting back to Dumbledore, but then it became too dangerous. I started leaving letters at Sirius's. He was the only one who knew of my cover." Hermione was listening with her mouth hanging open. "But why did you never stop before, why stay undercover all this time?"
"Well we Blacks never give up and if I started this I might as well finish it. Plus Dumbledore needs a good spy. Snape never was willing to go out his way to do this. Sure he goes to meetings and than tells Dumbledore what happened there, but I do all the more shall we say dirty work. I have to sneak around dark alleys at night and listen to every one's mind without them figuring it out. Sure it helps that I act crazy, but you wouldn't believe the stuff that Voldemort has locked up in his head. Especially now that he isn't human." Bella's face got an expression Hermione had never seen before. But than again no one has ever seen the things she has.
"And about the Longbottoms. I didn't torture them inti insanity. There was a charm placed upon them that makes them act like they are crazy. Me and Dumbledore designed it just for them. They weren't insane back then, but I don't know about now. They have been acting crazy for years unable to form a normal sentence. I asked Dumbledore to if I could remove it many times but he says that it is not the right time yet." Hermione just nods. "But he could make it so it looked like they just miraculously got better, couldn't he?"
"Yes I suppose he could. But the answer to your last question, yes I was in Azkaban for all those years and let me tell you it wasn't pretty. Although the dementors left me alone most of the time it was rather uncomfortable."
"Why would they leave you alone?"
"Well I wasn't as miserable as most of the people in there. The crimes you have done won't leave you alone. They haunt you in your dreams, they eat you up while you are awake and there is nothing else to do but think. I did have my cell right across Sirius so it wasn't' that bad." There was no sadness when she spoke of Sirius and Hermione finally came to the question she wanted to ask most of all.
"So why did you kill Sirius?"
"Actually I didn't kill him all I did was stun him. He fell trough the veil and he was teleported. None fo you really saw him die, did you?" Hermione looked at her with wide eyes.
"So you are telling me Sirius is still alive?"
"Yes he was just teleported. We planned it all. There was a charm placed in front of the veil and he was teleported to Black manor. He lives with me, actually" Hermione's mouth opened wide.
"He's alive? But why does no one know?"
"Well we couldn't risk letting him back, because then my cover would probably be blown. And after all those years in Azkaban we couldn't have it."
"So he just stays inside all the time?"
No of course not, in fact he is coming here soon."
"But where will you hide him here?"
"I'm not going to hide him, he's going be my dog"
"Your dog? But won't people know it's him? I mean a dog that big..." Hermione was for some reason on the verge of freaking out.
"Calm down, I'm going to make him smaller, so he'll look just like your regular black dog now do you have any more questions, because I am going to be late for a very important meeting and you have your perfect duties."
"Well I do have some more questions but they can wait. And if I may ask, what kind of meeting?"
"The Death Eater kind"
"But I thought you stopped with that"
"You don't just stop being a death eater, love you die or you they kill you when you trie to run. Besides we still need the information. Where is your sense of adventure?"
"Adventure, so pretending to kill people with the most evil wizard of all time is adventure to you?"
"Okay you are beginning to sound like Andromeda, so it's time to wrap this little one on one question show up"
Hermione just sighted. She had no idea why she would have that kind of reaction. She barely knew the woman.
"Well bye I hope you don't die"
"That is very nice of you. I will see you in class tomorrow, probably"
She gave Hermione an evil smile.

Later that night Hermione couldn't sleep. She kept thinking about all the things Bellatrix had told her that day. Sirius was alive? If only she could tell Harry.

Hermione was pressed against the wall. Her hands were held in a tight grip above her head. There was a slim body pressed against hers and she could feel their breath against the skin on her neck. She looked up and saw mesmerizing dark brown eyes. There was so much heat in them Hermione's body began to tremble. The person's other hand was sliding up and down her body. Their lips started coming closer and closer to Hermione's. Their knee was in between her legs and was pressing up into her core. There was so much heat that Hermione had trouble breathing.
"Hermione!"
Hermione shot up from her bed. Ginny was standing beside her bed and had apparently been hitting her with a pillow. Well that explains the heat. She was so turned on she had trouble moving. She had no time to take care of it now, so she was forced to go to breakfast like that. She sighted and got changed into her robes.
When they came down almost everyone was already seated at their tables. There were two seats left next to Harry and Ron. Ginny quickly sat next to Harry ans so she had to sit next to Ron She looked at the teachers table and noticed Bellatrix wasn't there yet. There was some worry present but mostly there was relief. She didn't think she could handle Bellatrix and her deep cleavage while she was in this state. She was also pretty sure it was her starring in her dreams. And that was not good. Not only was the woman a lot older and more experienced than her, she was also her teacher. And that meant she was going to have to look at her in a closed space for at five fours a week. And today. Which wasn't good since she had trouble sitting still, when she wasn't two meters from her (she always made sure to be in first row). She decided that maybe it would help to focus on her food. She was cutting her chocolate chip pancakes when she felt a hand on her thigh. She looked up and saw Ron smirking at her. "Does my presence turn you on? You know I would be happy to fix that for you." His hand kept going upwards until it met Hermione's. "No it doesn't turn me on in fact you just took care of it. You turned me off. Thank you" and it was true. When she saw his face so close to hers, bam all the heat was gone and when she felt his breath on her face not only was she feeling like a nun, she lost her appetite.
That was until a curvy figure walked trough the door in the middle of breakfast. That that she was wearing a black and dark green dress with a corset that hugged her figure so perfectly Hermione forgot how to chew and bit herself. And it was back.

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