A/N:Ok so... I didn't expect this...I am as shock as you but the words just started flowing...I do hope you enjoy this chapter...
Silence (All Around Me)
Speechless.
Her heart was racing and she felt faint. Her mind tried to comprehend the situation before her but it wasn't clicking.
"You look like you seen a ghost."
Finally she found the words. "Narcissa." Her voice was shaking, her throat dry.
The woman slowly took of her hood, revealing her blonde hair.
"How..." Again she was lost for words. So many questions...
"This is who my sister died for?" She whispered, trying to keep control. "A mudblood like you!" Her voice was raising, she tried to calm down but her anger was rising.
"How?"
"She died for you!" She yelled, coming closer to the terrified which.
Hermione stepped back, seeing the anger in her eyes.
"How is it that a mudblood like you had this hold on my sister?" She asked, tearing up. "How could she love you!"
"Narcissa, I'm sorry." Was all she could say. Her mind was still racing, unable to form the right words.
"Don't you dare say you're sorry!" She kneel down, running her hands across the engraved name.
"I miss her too." Hermione whispered, focusing on the dirty ground. She heard Narcissa laugh, it was cold like Bella's.
"You miss her, you was the one who killed her!" All of her emotions were coming out, and she didn't stop them. "You killed her!"
"It was her choice!" She yelled back. Every night since Bellatrix died she had been blaming herself.
"If it wasn't for you she would've been alive." She said through her teeth.
"She would have died anyway! The Dark Lord knew she had betrayed him!" Hermione told her, taking a step forward.
"She loved you, she loved the loyal friend of the boy who lived."
"No, when I took the Mark, my heart, my soul and my loyalty went to Bella. She made sure of that," She quickly wiped a stray tear from her eyes.
"Bella told me she had fallen in love, I never knew she could even love anymore. How did you do it?"
"Bella is...was...she was like nothing else. Her power was amazing and her eyes just pulls you in. And when she smiles..."
"The world stops." Narcissa finished. "She rarely smiled, but when she did..." She looked at Hermione, she could tell she was hurt, but she, herself, couldn't grip the fact that Bella loved her...
"Narcissa, I swear to you, I really love Bella."She hesitated, but decided to take a leap. "Before she died, she had a plan. We were going to over through the Dark Lord."
Narcissa ran her hands through her hair. "What about Harry Potter?"
That got to her. She had came to the conclusion to follow Bellatrix but in the back of her mind she still thought of Harry. "Bella wanted him dead."
"What do you want?" She pressed on. She needed to know where exactly her loyalty lies. She found it odd that the know it all would quickly turn.
"I will do as we plan, defeat Harry and I will kill Voldemort." She said, her eyes focus on the headstone in front of her.
"Come with me." The blonde said, putting on her cloak.
That was unexpected, she thought for sure Narcissa would try and kill her where she stood. "What?"
"I gave my sister my word, I will protect the one she loved. When I took this Mark, I didn't do it for the Dark Lord, I did it for Bella. I swore all loyalty to her. She wanted me to be apart of this and I will. Even if it means working with you."
"Im not going to force you to do anything." Hermione picked up her wand, and begun to walk down the dirt trail. She only took a few steps when she was pulled back. She turns around, face to face with Narcissa.
"You can't do this on your own. You still have a lot to learn." She said, still not letting go of her hold.
"Bella has taught me everything I need to know." She pulled away. "There is nothing left for you to do."
The older witch shook her head with a smirk. "There are things Bella has hidden from you, techniques only she has mastered. If you are to survive out there, you need me. The Dark Lord and my husband especially are looking for you."
"Your husband can rot." Hermione spat.
Narcissa wasn't fazed, in fact, she nodded. "Lucius will pay. Until then, we need to go." She said, sticking out her hand. Hermione didn't want any help, but knew she needed it.
"How could she do this? Why?"
Ginny just showed them the letter Hermione had written for them. Harry had broke down, his heart was torn. The others was speechless. How could they grip the fact that Hermione had left... So many unanswered questions.
I'm sorry,
I have to leave you all. The path I have chosen is for the best. I know you will come looking for me...you will not succeed.
Harry, I never thought it would come to this but I've made my decision. In the end, you will see the true me. We will meet again, on different terms but this is the path I have to take.
Ron, I know your heart is crushed and for that I am sorry.
Molly, I appreciate everything you have done for me. I can not thank you enough.
Tonks, remember your true self. Go back to the beginning.
Harry, we will meet again...
Hermione
"Im looking for her!" Harry suddenly yelled, getting up. "Why are y'all so silent! Hermione is gone and we don't know why!"
"You will be killed if you go searching for her." Tonks said. Her hair was jet black, her face showing great concern. "I will go."
"You just.."
"Hermione has chosen the path, only she can walk. I never knew she would give in but she did and now..." Tonks gripped her wand, her fingers pale.
"What do you mean!" Harry question, his anger risen.
"Harry, you will have a tough task ahead of you but I beg you, do not go looking for Hermione. You will be killed if you do." Tonks said, giving one last look to Harry before she disapparated.
"Remember your true self." Her aunt had always told her that...
She found herself at her former Professors house. She sat across from the older witch, hands shaking.
"I knew it. For a while now, every time I was in her presence, I felt a strong feeling. I felt as if she was slipping away." Minerva shook her head, her heart was heavy. How could her star pupil cross over?
"I'm going to look for her." Tonks said, breaking the older witch thoughts.
Sighing, Minerva stood up, getting a cup of tea. "And how do you plan to do that? I doubt she left any trace. If she was with Bellatrix, who knows what she is capable of."
"I need to find her, I need to get her back." She held back tears. How could had miss this? How could she let Hermione slip away in front of her eyes?
"What I do not understand, is how we did not know about this. Severus would have told us if..."
"This is all happening so fast. There are things that do not add up." So many unanswered questions...
"Where are we?" There were books scattered on the floor, waiting to be picked up. She had just touched ground, still holding Narcissa's hand.
"Somewhere safe." She said, letting go of Hermione's hand. Bending down, she picked up a blue book and placed it on the counter with a small smile. "We will start immediately. There is a lot to teach you." Shrugging off her cloak she raised her wand. "Show me what my dear sister has taught you."
With a smirk, Hermione raised her wand as well. She didn't hesitate, with a swift move of her wand she cast the Cruciatus Curse. Narcissa easily negated it.
"Predictable. Show me your true strength." Narcissa barked.
"Petrificus Totalus!"
Narcissa countered, simply by a flick of her wrist. Chilling laughs filled the room. "Foolish, you come forth with such a childish spell!"
Hermione was suddenly thrown back, her head meeting the cold floor. Her back cracked and her head pound. "If you can not stand up to me, what makes you think you even stand a chance against the Dark Lord?"
Hermione looked at Bellatrix, her eyes shined in the moonlight. Her beauty was undeniable...
"Hermione."
"Yeah?"
"I have a task for you, I think you are ready." Bellatrix said, as they walk up the beaten path.
"What is it?" She asked with a smile.
"I want you to battle me." Bellatrix answered. She smiled seeing her reaction. "I really think you're ready."
"No." She simply said, speeding up.
Bellatrix caught up with her, jumping in front. "I wasn't asking you."
"So you think you can order me around?" Hermione asked as she pushed Bellatrix to the side. She took a step forward but was quickly stopped by her lover.
"You can't always rely on me to bail you out! You need to be ready to face Potter and the Dark Lord!"
"You taught me well, Bellatrix. I'm not that know it all you use to know!" She barked. She hated when Bella underestimated her.
"You are still naïve, even now. Do not for a second believe you are ready to stand up to the Dark Lord!" Her cold hands pulled Hermione closer.
"Get your hands off of me. I don't need you to insult my skills." Hermione sneered. Her anger was rising but was quickly filled with fear as she saw Bellatrix cold eyes.
"You must have forgotten, I am the reason why you still exist!" Her grip was tight, her nails baring in Hermione skin. "Don't think that we are equals!" Bellatrix voice was harsh.
Hermione bit her lip, trying to hold back her tears. She knew if she would let them go she would pay."Let me go, Bella."
Bellatrix quickly let go, leaving a hard bruise on Hermione. "I want the best for you Hermione, if you don't work on your magic you will die, and I can't..." She stopped mid sentence, and sighed as she began to walk away.
Hermione woke up on an unfamiliar bed. Her head was pounding and she couldn't move a muscle. Closing her eyes, she tried to understand it all but it wasn't until she heard hard heals meeting the cemented floor did she remember her pass battle.
"You are awake." She heard Narcissa say.
Hermione tried to open her mouth but words didn't come out. Her mouth was dry and her throat was hoarse. She suddenly saw Narcissa blonde hair, her creamy face in view.
"After you rest up, we will continue our battle." Narcissa said, reaching in her pocket and retrieving a potion. "Drink this."
Hermione was hesitant but slowly took the potion and drank. The taste was bitter but quickly warmed her stomach and loosen her tight muscles.
"Acting on your emotions will only get you killed." Narcissa said, her voice as cold as ice.
Hermione closed her eyes, trying to block out the images that kept replaying in her mind. Bella...Voldemort...Green...Bella...Her lifeless body in her weak arms...
"I love my sister dearly, but in the end her emotions got in the way and it cost her, her life." Narcissa said. She had to so much pain inside of her. Her heart was heavy. For so long she tried to change Bellatrix ways. Years ago, when Bellatrix first told her that she had join the Dark Lord, she began to prepare herself for the day Bellatrix will finally take her last breath. She knew that joining the Dark Lord was a death sentence but when her sister recently shared her plan to overthrow the Dark Lord she finally realized that her sister would soon fall.
"Narcissa." Hermione finally found her voice, she saw the pain on Narcissa face. She could only imagine what was going through her mind. She, herself, was struggling with the death of Bellatrix. She kept thinking of her lifeless body. She felt her lovers cold body on her hot skin. She couldn't help but blame herself every day. It was her who took Bellatrix heart and in turn she was the one who took her life, at least that's what she thought. When she finally gave herself to Bellatrix, everything changed...for the better she really didn't know...
Hermione laid on the black satin sheets. Her legs were like jelly, her arms were heavy. She felt cold hands gently slide down her arm that was quickly replace by soft kisses. She closed her eyes, trying to calm down her shivers.
"Your shivering."
Hermione held her breath, anticipating...she didn't know. The only thing she did know was that she couldn't take what she had done back. The feeling of guilt and regret nipped at her stomach. She felt sick and light headed. How could she... She released the tears that pleaded to come out. What confused her was the reasons why she cried. She finally was free, but freedom isn't always the best...
"You shouldn't think so much. You did what you felt was right."
As she curled up, she could feel eyes burning in her back. She couldn't bare to look back into Bellatrix eyes.
"Don't fight it." Bellatrix said, placing her hand in the others. "You deserve to be free, your life before was nothing but a stepping stone for your true life. Your true path."
"Do you not regret this?" Hermione said, her voice soft. She didn't understand this feeling inside her.
The dark which sighed as if pondering but as she kissed Hermione's shoulder she leaned in. "No, I don't regret this, and you shouldn't either." With that she got up, putting on her silk robe. She looked at Hermione. She was so fragile now, curled up into a ball tears running down her cheek. Bellatrix shook her head as she bit her lip. On the outside she portrayed herself as manipulative and harsh but in the inside she was as fragile as the woman she laid eyes upon. Her mind went back to more then 10 years ago, during her years at Hogwarts. She had just been introduced to the Dark Arts. She still had enough humanity left to love, and that was what she did...love... She grew attached to a young Gryffindor. She was so pure and innocent it surprised Bellatrix that she was drawn to her, such a dark soul. Even though she was a Slytherin and she a Gryffindor, they both shared a common interest. Over the course of a year they had fallen in love, but they both knew that it would be short lived. Bellatrix had a plan to continue their relationship, at least for a while. She had told the young Gryffindor about the Dark Lord. She tried to convince her to join her in joining the Dark Lord but was unsuccessful. That was when Bellatrix world fell apart. She had to choose a side, and she chose the Dark Lord and with that the love she use to have faltered. Her and her lover was on two different sides. Good and Evil... She lost her humanity, love and soul when she saw the flash of green light leave her wand and hit the very woman she ever loved...
"Bellatrix." Hermione voice was shaky. She saw Bellatrix expression, was that...hurt...sadness..."Bellatrix, I...I don't know..."
Her eyes reminded her so much of her pass lover. "You can't take this back, you belong to me." As the words left her lips she was again reminded by her first night with the young Gryffindor... Even today, she still feel her all around her...