A/N: I really wanted to put something up sooner, but alot of things are happening personally but I'm trying my best. I hope you like this chapter, I actually was thinking of making this chapter allot longer but figured I'd end the chapter where it was. I didn't want to overload ya...Anyways, check it out. Feedback helps me improve!

Immoral Light

Broken Innocence (Shattered)

"Eat." Bellatrix said, shoving a plate near Hermione.

"You will never win. Voldemort will fall. Harry will defeat him." Hermione said through gritted teeth.

The older witch gave a chilling laugh. "Fool, you should be worrying about yourself not about that half blood." She said, leaning in. "Tell me, what do you desire most?" She asked, as her cold hands fell on Hermione's cheek.

The young which was terrified, but did not pull away.

"The know it all is silent, what a surprise." Her hand slipped under Hermione's chin, lifting her head. "You are pathetic, you're still believing that little half blood is going to come save you. Foolish." She said getting up.

Hermione closed her eyes, trying to go back. Thinking of the good days, with her family and friends.

"You are naïve. So young, but you can be molded. You can be trained, with the right master." She said, walking behind Hermione. She leaned in, her lips almost touching her ear. "I WILL break you. You will be my personal servant." She whispered, before licking the Gryffindor's ear.

"You're sick!" Hermione choked up, tears streaming down her cheek.

"Shh, where is that Gryffindor courage?" Mocking the younger which, she didn't see Lucius Malfoy enter the room.

"Playing with your food, Bellatrix?"

The dark witch looked up, instantly becoming annoyed. "Why are you here?"

"Checking to see if you have done what was asked."

"I dont need a babysitter, Lucius." She sneered.

"You will do what you was told." He stepped forward.

"I do as I please, now if that is all you can leave."

"Didn't anyone tell you its nice to share my dear Bella?"

She winched at her name being said by Malfoy while Hermione went pale.

"Take a break, let me have some fun...again."

"I hate you!" Hermione shouted.

Malfoy smirked.

"Lucius, I suggest you leave now, before I have to send my condolences to my dear sister." Bellatrix raised her wand.

He knew not to cross Bellatrix, she didn't make threats...it was more of a guarantee. He turned to leave but not before he looked at the helpless witch. "This is goodbye, that is if..." He paused, guiding his eyes over to Bellatrix. "My dear Bella does what she is told." With that, he left. Leaving them both filled with emotions.

Bellatrix let out a breath she didn't realize she was holding. She wanted him dead...Soon...Hearing a whimper, she turned to Hermione, seeing her fall apart. Her knees to her chest, arms wrapped around them.

"Did that prick do anything to you?" She asked, even though she knew the answer.

Why does it matter to you." She said, lifting her head. "Why does it matter!Just kill me. End my misery!That's what you're ordered to do right. You don't want to disappoint Voldemort!" She yelled, surpised by her outburst.

Bellatrix was untouched. "The Dark Lord has ordered me to kill you, but I'm not." She calmly said, walking to the door.

"Why, so you can have me all to yourself? So you can torture me too!"

She looked back, hand on the door knob. "What Lucius did to you...no one should have to go through that." She said, before heading out the room.

Hermione quickly sat up,sweat pouring down. She had dream of that night again. Ever since then, she never slept well. She decided to get up and take a much needed hot shower. She had a migraine and her body was aching. Her mind was even more fragile. As the hot water trickle down her skin, she tried to go back to when everything was simpler. When she didn't have to worry about good or evil. There was a time...but those years were gone...long gone. She no longer was the little first year know-it-all, or the fourth year girl who worst days was boy trouble. Now, she was a woman who have to look over her shoulder. Now, she was on the other side of things. She had betrayed Harry. Sometimes it felt like it still was an ounce of humanity left inside her, but as her mark began to burn she couldn't help but yearn for absolute power. She couldn't help the fire burning inside of her...and all because of Bellatrix. Bellatrix...the woman who tortured her friends' parents, the woman who killed her best-friend uncle, her own cousin.

Ice hit her skin. She slowly turned the water off, stepping out of the shower. Looking in the mirror, she didn't recognize her own face. Her eyes was bloodshot, and her face was pale. She ran her shaky fingers across her Mark, it was as if it was still fresh. She didn't regret being branded but it still sicken her, not because of her betrayal to Harry but the constant reminder of the Dark Lord. At first their plan was to strengthen the alliance but after that night...everything changed. Bellatrix began to act differently, I never expect her to defy the Dark Lord but I knew something was different. I knew Voldemort had other plans, he had wanted to rule everything himself, forget his most loyal servant.

Hermione walked down the steps, greeting Tonks as she walked in the kitchen.

"Hermione, you're up early." Tonks said after taking a sip of her drink.

"Yeah, I couldn't sleep,figured I would get a bite to eat."She bit off a piece of her bagel as she sat across Tonks.

"I for one know how my aunt is. I know it may be hard for you to tell me, but...Hermione you can trust me." She said. She cared for Hermione and didn't want to loose her to her aunts dark ways.

"Maybe later." She whispered, getting up from her seat. She was about to walk away, but felt Tonks hand on hers.

"Wait, Hermione how about we go out for some coffee. We don't have to talk about anything, just a morning out between two friends."

Hermione hesitated, but decided against turning her offer down. "OK, that would be great." She couldn't deny it, she needed some fresh air to clear her mind.

Ten minutes later she found herself at a local muggle shop with Tonks.

"This is nice." Hermione said, sipping on some orange juice.

"Yes it is, its great to get away from everything." She replied with a smile. "You and Ron?"

That was unexpected. "No, Ron and I are friends."

"Have you told him that?"

She gave a small smile. "We have grown apart, if he cant see that then he'd blind." The smile began to fade as she saw the familiar face of Lucius Malfoy, immediately she felt her food swimming up stream.

"'Mione, you ok?" Tonks said, concerned as Hermione quickly got up.

"I think I'm going to be sick." With that she hurried to the bathroom. She had to get away from him. She didn't want to constantly be reminded of that night. As she splashed some water on her face, she heard the bathroom door open. She figured it was Tonks but as she heard the door lock she froze.

"We meet again, Ms. Granger." The venomous voice of Lucius Malfoy ran through her ears.

"Get away from me." Lucius moved closer to her, his wand in his clenched hands.

"I thought you would be happy to see me." He grinned, pinning Hermione against the wall.

She could feel him pressing against her abdomen. He was so strong...emotionally she was drained.

"Its time to finish what we started my dear..." He whispered, while violently ripping off her shirt.

She tried to scream but her voice grew weak. Tears stream down her face as she felt his hands unbutton her jeans.

She could hear his laughter through her own sobs. "No one will hear you my dear, and no one will come for you."

With one last breath she let out a scream but he was right. No one came for her. Her world went black.

She finally came to. She was lying on the cold floor. Beaten and broken both physically and mentally. Her clothes was abandon across the floor. She tried to move but the sharp pain stopped her in her tracks.

"Hermione!"

Tonks voice seemed miles away. She tried to yell but her voice was gone.

"Hermione, are you ok? You been in there for a while." She said, trying the door knob. Locked. "Hermione, I'm coming in, if you can move away from the door." She backed up and gathered her strength. Running into the door she knocked off the henge. Nothing could prepare her for what she saw.

"Merlin." She rushed over to a fragile Hermione, wrapping her cloak around her. "Who did this?"

She couldn't answer, she just sobbed in Tonks arms. Praying that this was all a nightmare.