The ideas for this are just rushing into my head, so I'm trying to get them out as fast as I can. I can't help it. The idea is just too juicy for me not to. Anyway, here's the next installment:

Chapter 2 - In Love With A Sin

"Bellatrix!" was the only thing I could get my mouth to communicate. She raised her eyebrow at me. Her prefect arms crossed over her chest and at that moment I could have sworn I was back in my own time and Pansy Parkinson was glaring at me for being in her bed. It was ridiculous. It honestly was. I had to think fast. Why would I say that?

I had made a promise to myself and to Dumbledore not to speak a word of who I am. I took a deep breath, "Granger is the name of my grandmum." I had told you earlier what a bad liar was. I was wondering how long I could keep this up.

"Your grandmother? Why on Earth—you know what, don't bother," Bellatrix scoffed. "You are a weird one. I mean, we have had some weird ones…" Her voice trailed off and I noticed then what bed she was in, the one right next to mine. She was sitting there with her head tilted to one side just staring at me. At this point, I had propped myself on the bed with my elbow so I was at eye level with her.

The girl's dorm in the Slytherin Dungeon was no different than the Gryffindor girl's dorm, well, at least when it came down to structure. My eyes rolled around the room and away from her. The window in-between me and her was the same stained glass we had but instead of gold and red it was green and silver. There was no lion, there was only a snake coiled around a wand.

The image made me sick. It told me a certain message and that message was clear: 'Slytherins are the only ones allowed to use magic. Mudbloods are not allowed in our school.' I tore my eyes from the glass and was forced to look at Bellatrix once again. Her eyes had not moved away from me and I wanted to scream at her. I wanted to ask her what she was so interested in, but I didn't.

I laid myself down and I still felt her eyes on me. She said nothing and it seemed like forever that she was just sitting there starring at me. Finally, her voice came over the silence in the room. "You style your hair with magic don't you?" she asked.

Her voice was surprisingly warm and welcoming. I turned my head to her. You see, ever since the Yule Ball, I had styled my hair. I wanted to make sure everyone in Hogwarts knew that I wasn't just Harry Potter's side kick. I was a beauty just not in a traditional way like Ginny. My mind went to her, Ron and even Harry. Had they been wondering where I was? By this point in time, I had been gone for over 6 hours.

"I do," I said. When I lay down, my hair becomes untamed once again. I hate it when I have to allow the other girls to see me in the morning, especially Ginny. I just want her to think of me as pretty. I turned my head back to the canopy over my head. There was, of course, a snake embroidered on the fabric. I had to roll my eyes at it. Not even our dorm rooms had so many lions in them.

"Why?" Bellatrix asked me. I felt completely surreal. Here I was, lying in the Slytherin girl's dorm talking to Bellatrix Lestrange before she was even Bellatrix Lestrange. Right now, she was just seventeen year old Bellatrix Black. I did the math earlier. Andromeda had told me she was in my year, 5th year. She told me that Bellatrix was 2 years older. It wasn't that hard.

Bellatrix got up from the bed when I didn't answer. "I asked you why?" she repeated. My eyes were closed at this point. I opened them for a moment to see her blurred vision before me.

"Why?" I repeated. "I had a crush on someone and I didn't want to look like a bush."

"Did you?" Bellatrix's fingers were now running along my chin. I was wondering where the hell the other girls were. Why was she getting so close to me? I was a nasty mudblood, oh, but she didn't know that. I stiffened. My whole body was rigid. I heard her laugh lightly. It wasn't a cold laugh, but a warm giggle. Like I told said, it was surreal to be here.

"What?" I asked.

"Your hair looks like it has so much more character now," she said softly, it was almost a whisper. Her fingers found their way to my hair and I knew that she was now kneeling by my bedside. Her hands were bony, icy, and most of all soft. That was something I was not expecting. I could feel her soft finger tips against my scalp and it sent strange waves through my body.

Third year was a nightmare for me. So much went on and I was struggling with myself. I like Ron. I really do. He's silly, makes me laugh, and he has a good heart. At the same time, I knew Ginny well enough to see her good traits. She was bold, brash, and a rebel in a good way. She taught me not to care which was something I was not willing to do. I was a Ravenclaw until this year.

I was confused and told no one. I should have told them, Harry and Ron, when I told them about the time-turner, but I didn't. They didn't need to know it all or did they? I kept my bisexual feelings to myself until 4th year. I blew up with Krum of all people. I told him that I wanted to ask Ron or Ginny but I couldn't pick. I wanted one of them to ask me. None of them did.

He held me that night. He told me it was okay but he wasn't a man of many words. All he did was comfort me in a physical way. He was just holding me. It was as if he was protecting me from the outside world. I had told him that I felt weird and like an outsider. It wasn't just because I was confused on what gender I liked, it was because I was smart. It was all because I needed a time-turner to get through my classes!

I wasn't as normal as I thought I was. Krum said something, however, that night. He told me that it didn't matter. He said that we place too much importance on names. I think he meant labels but I wasn't going to push his English skills. I told him that I thought he was right and that night I had my first kiss with a boy. It felt nice.

Now, here I was with Bellatrix Black stroking my hair in a way that would send me flying off the deep end. I couldn't deny that I found her physically attractive. I think even the straight girls would be melting right now. When she wanted to be, she seemed like the charming type.

"Does it really?" I asked her in a cracking voice. I closed my eyes again.

"I think it does," she said. She wasn't a girl of many words. She was reminding me of Krum, but was she hitting on me? I couldn't tell until I felt icy cold lips on my forehead. "Try not to style it too much tomorrow."

With that, I felt her leave my side. The moment she drifted away, I heard her say, "Cissy, why aren't you in bed?"

"I was outside with Andromeda playing Gobstones," Narcissa said. "She beat me again Bella! It's not fair!"

The door opened again. It seems I was in the room with all the sisters because Andromeda's voice carried over my bed, "You just need more practice Cissy."

Narcissa sniffled a bit but said nothing more. I heard her get into her bed. Near by, I felt Bellatrix's eyes on me again. I can't describe the feeling but I just knew. I was trying to get some sleep but the weight of her stare was a bit much. I opened my eyes to confirm my feeling. Brown melted into black and she grinned.

I gulped nervously and she turned around to her bed. I heard her crawl under the covers and nearby I heard Andromeda say, "Let's get some sleep! Tomorrow is going to be a long day!"

I wanted to free myself from all the misery I was feeling that night. I knew that this woman was going to become a Death Eater and I knew she was going to land in jail. Why was I falling for her? She might even end up, dare I say it, kill me in the future.

That night was filled with nightmares. I was standing in a room where I was being held up by someone. I felt the tip of a wand press up against my temples. My hands were around their arms, pulling on them. I kicked and screamed. That was only one nightmare. There were so many more I remembered and so many that I did not.

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Needless to say, I woke up with a headache. I even had forgotten where I was. I looked down and I was actually surprised by green sheets. I sighed and was wishing that yesterday was apart of my nightmares, but it wasn't. Bellatrix Black was standing near my bed, she was smiling at me.

I sat up quickly to notice that her sisters had left. Bellatrix was sitting on my bed now. I could fell myself being pulled into her just by her weight alone. "Did you sleep well?" she asked.

"N—Not really," I stammered. "I had a lot of nightmares."

"Nightmares?" she queried. "Whatever about?"

"I was being held up by someone," I explained. "Someone stronger than me, older than me and I think that this person was a woman. Now that I think back on it she was strong but soft." My eyes widened. The woman in my nightmare was Bellatrix.

She laughed softly and placed her cold hand on my warm hand. The contrast nearly made me jump out of the bed. "No one is going to hurt you unless you prove yourself weak enough to allow them to," she whispered.

I gulped. That sentence would stick with me for as long as I live. "I'm not weak," I said boldly.

"Then you have nothing to worry about," she said. "I'm going down to breakfast with Rodolphus, as much as I really don't want to. He's a bit of pig. I'll see you later." Once again, she placed her icy lips to my forehead and walked out of the room. I was shriving. Not because her hand was cold but because of what she had said. I wanted to see Dumbledore. I had to see him.

I jumped out of bed, put on Slytherin robes and rushed out into the common room. There, Bellatrix was with a boy. He looked about her age but he had a strange glow to him. I couldn't describe it. I knew that most of these Slytherins weren't going to be Death Eaters, but I knew he was going to. There was another boy next to him. He looked like he was a year older. They looked very much alike and he had the same glow. I was assuming they were brothers.

I rushed past them, but Bellatrix was starring at me the entire time. I had to leave through the wall and down the hallway. Once I was into the school, I ran as fast as I could to Dumbledore's office. "Gumdrops," I whispered into the gargoyle. It was so good to see that Dumbledore, in all the years he was at Hogwarts, never changed.

"Ah, Miss Granger," he greeted me. I hadn't been in the room for more than two seconds. He amazed me once again.

"Professor Dumbledore, sir," I bowed slightly. I had to get used to the school uniforms at the time. I was wearing not only my sweater, but a blazer with the Slytherin crest and the robes.

"Come, have a seat," he ushered me a chair. I quickly sat down and nervously looked to him. What had he done last night with the time-turner?

I was about to get my answer. "Miss Granger, it seems that Mister Potter and Mister Weasley were both thinking you had vanished. I had gone back in time using this," he said as he held out my time-turner. "I did not talk to my future self or to your friends." He chuckled a bit and then said, "it seems that you, I, Mister Potter and Weasley have quite a future ahead of us."

"Yes, sir," was all I could mumble.

"I have to talk to them but I have to do it in a way where I will not alter the time line," he said. "Everything seems to be in order. Anything Mister Potter and Mister Weasley do now cannot be avoided. Whatever the future held, it's changing because you aren't there."

"Can't I just go back?" I asked.

"You could," he said. "But I can't just yet. You have made a connection with the Black sisters and it would be hard to explain why you just disappeared. That would be much harder to fix than the future. I shall research and look into how I can fix this for you Miss Granger. For now, I need you to find an excuse why you would have to leave Hogwarts when I am ready to take you back to your own time."

I understood his plan. If this was Harry, he would be questioning Dumbledore's logic. On the other hand, I understood his logic. He didn't want to alter the past. The future is easily fixed because it hasn't happened yet, but the past, well, that already happened. I got up from my seat and bowed at him again. "Thank you sir," I said.

"No need to worry Miss Granger," he said. He got up with me and I was surprised at his gentle attitude. He placed a hand on my shoulder. "While I was there, I did some research on you. You are very talented and head strong Miss Granger. You remind me of myself."

"T—Thank you, sir," I mumbled. I was blushing and looking down at his purple robes. I heard him smile.

"This is both good and bad Miss Granger," he said calmly. "For being so head strong and wanting to be the best, I missed out on a lot in life and terrible things happened to me. It has, and I believe it will, take me a very long time to mend my bridges. Please, be careful Miss Granger."

I was feeling a lot like Harry now. What did he mean by that? I didn't understand his logic now, but I knew there was no us in questioning it. I nodded my head and said, "thank you for the advice, sir."

I headed down the stairs and decided to go off to the second floor bathroom. I wanted to avoid the first floor bathroom at all costs. I spent the entire time by myself thinking up excuses to leave suddenly. I could not have this attraction to Bellatrix and I could not change the future no matter how much I had wanted to.

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By lunch time, I had realized that had nothing to eat. My stomach was growling at me. I walked downstairs and noticed Bellatrix once again with that boy. His black eyes didn't notice me, but she did. I saw her say something to him as she floated over to me. I stood at the base of the stairs in the Entrance Hall with Bellatrix starring at me. "Well, where have you been?" she asked.

"I—I was skipping class," I said. "I—I received a private owl from my mum. T—Things aren't going so well at h—home."

She raised an eyebrow at me. Her face was riddled with confusion. "What do you mean things aren't going so well? Are you alright?" she asked.

"Yes," I lied. "I should be alright." She nodded her head to me and grabbed my arm tightly.

"I'm here for you," she said. "My boyfriend is going to go eat with his friends." She dragged me through the Great Hall and to the Slytherin table. So that boy was her boyfriend? Why was she all over me? I was beginning to think she was just one of those touchy feely girls. That was hard to imagine but maybe she was slightly different before Voldermort.

I couldn't believe it, but she was taking food for me. I guess she had heard my stomach growl. I was tugged once again by her outside and into the courtyard. The school really hadn't changed much in 27 years. Bellatrix was laughing as she took me to a tree by the lake. "Sit," she pointed to the grassy floor.

I did as she told me and she smiled. She sat down opposite to me and took a bite of something soft. I think it was dessert but I couldn't tell. I looked down at what she had given me. I began to eat the sandwich she stole and drank the pumpkin juice. "Why here?" I asked.

"Rodolphus takes me here," she said. "You know him right?"

"Your boyfriend I'm guessing," I said.

She nodded. "I don't really like him but his family is powerful," she said. "He's weak."

I tried not to say anything. Wasn't she the one crawling all over Voldermort? I mean, I was only guessing by this point. Why else would she have ended up in Azkaban?

"Well, he's very cold too and won't let me have fun with him," she went on. "I like people who are more in control or people who aren't afraid of having me in control. I like a man who is in control and knows how to drive me wild."

"And you like a boy who allows you to have control?" I asked.

"No," she said. She looked dead into my eyes with a neutral look on her face. "I like it when the girls let me have my way with them."

My eyes must have looked like a dear in headlights. Did she think I was this kind of girl? Before I could speak, she was coming close to me. She was on her hands and knees crawling to me. I felt her cold fingers wrap around my jaw. I was frozen in place and trapped. There was no where I could go.

"I'm here for you," she repeated. "We can stay here for a while. I mean, my boyfriend is gone; we can have some fun for a while. I saw how you looked at me and I know you are like me."

I couldn't hold on. She was so sexy and I couldn't deny it. She was in complete control of me. I only nodded my head slowly. "Good, I thought so," she said with a smile. This was going to be my greatest mistake. I was now falling in love with a sin, but there was no way out. She leaned in and her lips met mine in a powerful kiss.