Well, updates for this are coming everyday aren't they? I just can't stop writing this. I dunno why. Anyway, here we go with chapter 3.

Thanks to stupid-fritz (Heh, I try to edit as much as I can. I guess it's not too bad for someone with no beta reader right?), aquarela (I'm glad you think so! I hope I don't screw it up), youn2731 (thank you!), and Noir Kitsune (It's so hard to write in first person. I'm trying to get myself into character to do it. I hope this chapter is a little better).

Chapter 3 - Trashed and Scattered

This was my first kiss with a girl. It felt nice. Bellatrix held my lips to hers for what seemed forever. When we finally broke apart, she was still holding onto my chin tightly. She was so cold in contrast to me. I breathed in deeply and was trying hard to think of something to say but she was the one to break the silence.

"You have really soft warm lips," she said. "You are nothing like Rodolphus." I gulped and tired to breathe, but the air around us was much too thin.

"W—were you planning this all along?" I finally asked. She cocked her head back, parted her perfect lips and laughed gently.

"I did," she admitted. "I had been planning this since last night. I have to confess that I watched you close your eyes and try to sleep. I'm guilty!" She kept on laughing.

"H—how did you know I—I was like you?" I stammered.

"I told you, it was the way you were looking at me," Bellatrix said. Something about her eyes made me melt into her. I wasn't sure what I was doing. I tried to tell myself that all of this was a huge mistake. My logic did not come to my rescue. Instead, I was trapped by my emotions and my attraction to this woman.

If she was at our school right now, would I feel the same? I most likely would. She was something different than the other girls whom I knew in Slytherin. She was a cold heartless being like the rest of them, but her beauty. She was almost painful to look at it. She was perfect and there wasn't much else for me to think.

"But I was just looking," I managed to spit out.

"Right," she laughed again. Her hands dropped from my chin down my neck and around the collar of my shirt. Her hands felt more like ice cubes dripping down my body. I wanted to her to melt against my warm skin. I wanted to feel her.

"Honest," I said.

"Then why did you kiss me back?" she asked. "And why is that you are so incredibly willing to do whatever I say?" She tilted her head again. For what seemed like hours, we were just there in silence. She finally sat up on her knees and pulled me by my collar. "You are very sexy," she said.

I couldn't do anything but look at her. No one has ever called me that before. My eyes burned into hers and I was literally just inches from her face. "You have so much character," she went on. "And the fact that you are willing to do anything I tell you is just such a turn on." She pulled me even closer until once again, her cold lips pressed into mine. I couldn't breathe. I completely stopped myself from doing so because she was sucking all the oxygen from me.

She was kissing me hard and while she was, I felt her hot tongue slip in-between my lips. My eyes shot open. This was something I hadn't even done with Krum. I felt as if all my innocence was leaving with her.

I began to close my eyes again and I lost myself in her mouth. Her tongue snaked its way around my teeth and pulled itself out and over my lips. I had my eyes closed still even after the kiss was over. I had to admit, it was one of the hottest experiences in my life. "You're mine now," she said sternly. I opened my eyes to see her impish grin.

"B—But don't you have a boyfriend?" I asked her lamely. Her head cocked back again in a roaring laughter.

"Silly girl," she said pulling me down to her chest. She hugged me then and I was able to breathe her in. She was real. All of this was really happening. I didn't know what else to do but to wrap my arms around her.

"I'm just using him," she said. "Sure, he's great to kiss and fool around with but like I said, he doesn't take control like a real man."

I was starting to wonder if she saw herself as the 'man' of our relation. Did we even have one? I felt like her slave and looking back, I guess I was. I don't know how long I stayed in her embrace. We sat there for a very long time. My head was on her chest and her fingers were curled up in my hair. I liked it and I hated myself for liking it.

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Later in the day, I found myself in the Slytherin dorms again. I had to skip class and when I tired to see Dumbledore, he wasn't in his office. I was wondering if he got the chance to go back in time and fix my mess. I thought this was going to be easy, I really did, but I was wrong. I wasn't just going to go back to my own time and pretend none of this happened. Oh, it couldn't be that easy.

Instead, I would stay in this time and suffer. I would stay here with a girl who had the hots for me and I had them for her. The only problem with this was, she was my enemy. Of course, at this time, she didn't know that fact. I felt guilty. If she knew who I was, if she only knew, she wouldn't be feeling this way about me.

"You weren't in class again," Bellatrix's voice pulled me out of my thoughts.

"N—No," I stammered again. It seemed that I couldn't keep my voice steady around her. She narrowed her eyes at me but I had to ask. "How do you know that I don't show up for class?"

"Dromeda tells me," she replied. "I think she's becoming suspicious of me though. I ask her far too many questions about you."

"Why not just ask me?"

"It's never that easy," she said. I heard her shoes hit the ground. She pulled herself onto her bed and sat Indian style facing me. "You spoke to her a lot yesterday."

"I did," I said. I didn't know what else to talk to her about. I was beginning to think that if I and she were to have anything, it would be completely physical. A crooked smile crossed her face.

"Let's have some fun," she said. "My sisters are out there and won't be back in for a while."

I gulped. "What kind of fun?" I asked as if I didn't know what she had in mind.

"You're mine, remember?" she said. She slid herself off her bed and took her wand out of her robes. With a flick, I heard the main door lock. I was becoming increasingly nervous. I wasn't ready for anything she was planning but I had no choice in the manner.

Her cold hands grabbed me by my collar again and she sat me up on the bed. Her hands grasped the back of my neck and she pulled me into her. I was kissing her again. Her tongue was invading my mouth. I began to loosen myself up until I felt her hands crawl down my neck to my back. I wanted to pull away, but I couldn't. She was holding me there with her tongue. She was wrapping it around my canines and I was basking in her.

She broke our kiss roughly and pushed me onto the bed. I landed on the pillow hard while she straddled me. I looked up at her face. She was completely lost in what she was doing. I saw nothing but pure desire in her features and it was starting to drive me wild. I wasn't sure but all I wanted was for her to take control of me and that's exactly what she did.

She kissed me again and her hands found my sweater. She began to unbutton it and once it was undone she began on my shirt. The weight of her body on me caused me to trash in pleasure. I wanted her to meld into me. I wanted her to just take me and make me hers.

She broke away from me and licked down my lips to my neck. I felt her mouth wrap around my flesh and her hands work over my breasts. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back in complete ecstasy. She was doing all the right things at the right time. From the icy coldness of her lips sucking on my neck, I felt her warm tongue lap over my skin. I was moving under her body as she pinned my arms over my head.

Now I really couldn't move. She had more strength than I would have ever thought. She giggled a bit and said, "You look so hot."

I felt my face flush as she held me there. Her mouth was back to my lips. Each time she kissed me, I felt like my soul was being leaked out into her. I felt completely alive and on fire. She released me for a moment to grab hold of her wand. I opened my eyes instantly to see what she was up to. Her face was twisted in a mischievous grin.

"I want to have some more fun with you," she said. She held her wand up to my wrist and said, "Incarcerous."

She cast the spell so perfectly. Black shining ropes bond my wrists to the silver bed post. I looked from my bonded wrists to her face. She was smiling croakily and laughing. "You look so utterly perfect. You are completely mine now."

Bellatrix pressed her body into mine and kissed me with more passion. I was trashing against the ropes but I couldn't come undone. This only made her kiss me harder. Her hands worked their way under my bra and I had to stop kissing her to let out a moan. Everything was gone. I wasn't thinking about her sisters, my friends back in my time, or Dumbledore.

It was just her and me. My body was screaming when I felt her mouth on my breast. Her other hand was busy with my skirt. I arched my chest to meet her mouth with more force. She started to bite me and I had no choice but to scream. She tore her mouth away from me and the only thing I could say was, "no, please don't stop!"

"I can't have you screaming like that," she said. "What if they find us?"

She still had her wand near us. She quickly picked it up and placed the tip to my lips. "Silencio," she whispered. I couldn't make a sound and this made Bellatrix grin with satisfaction. "Shame, I wanted you to scream my name but I'm sure we can do that another time."

I wanted to scream out. I just wanted to tell her to take me already but she took her time with me. Her mouth found my breast again and her hand found my skirt again. I could hear the zipper unzip and I felt her hand slide in. My eyes closed shut. Every skin cell was alive and waiting for her touch. Her icy fingers slide under my panties. Her thrones caressed my flesh. I tilted my head back and allowed her to take me over.

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I lost track of the time while I was with her. She completely opened up new doors that I would never have gone down before. I was gasping for breath by the time she was done with me. "Did you enjoy yourself?" she asked. I couldn't answer her, and she knew it. She laughed and tapped her wand to my throat.

"So? Answer me," she snarled a bit.

"Y—Yes," I choked out. Her fingers traced over my lips and my eyes were melting into hers.

"Good," she said. "Get dressed." She released me from my ropes and I sat up.

"Wait, is that it?" I asked. "I don't get to touch you?"

"Not yet you don't," she scoffed. "Now come on, my sisters are going to come in here."

I narrowed my eyes at her. "I don't want it to be one sided," I said.

"Well, we have no time to make it two sided and I honestly don't want it to be that way just yet."

I didn't say another word. She didn't give me a chance to. I instead watched her leave to the door. Her black wand tapped on the heavy wooden door unlocking it. "I'll stall them, but you better be dressed by the time I lead them back in here." She didn't need to tell me twice.

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That night was filled with the same nightmares I had the night before only this time I was strung up to a wall. Someone was pointing a wand at me. I couldn't tell who it was or where it was coming from. I woke up in a sweat. I really didn't want the dream to finish. I looked from bed to bed and saw that both Narcissa and Andromeda were asleep. My heart skipped a beat when I looked over to Bellatrix. I thought she was waking up, but she was only turning in her sleep.

I took a deep breath and laid myself back down. First thing in the morning, I promised myself that I was going to see Dumbledore. I had to get back to my time. There was something in my head telling me that this was just wrong.

I woke up before the Black sisters and I thanked my lucky stars for that. I rushed out of bed and ran into the common room. Bellatrix's boyfriend was there with other students whom I didn't really know. I didn't pay much attention to them as I ran out of the common room and into the main school. My feet ached as I rushed to Dumbledore's office.

"Gumdrops!"

The gargoyle moved out of the way to reveal the stairs to his office. It seemed to take forever but I finally made it and there he was sitting behind his desk. I was out breath.

"Hello Miss Granger," he smiled.

"Dumbledore, sir," I breathed. "D—Did you go back?"

"I did," he said. "I spoke to the future me and I managed to keep the time line in tact. Now, Miss Granger, what I need from you is to say good bye to the Black sisters because today you are going back to your time."

"Wait, no," I said. I held my hand up. "I—I don't think it's going to be that easy."

"Why is that?" he asked. He rose from his chair and a concerned look crossed over his face. "Did Bellatrix or Narcissa hurt you? I know they can be unstable." I couldn't tell him the truth could I?

"No, it's not that," I said. "I—I haven't really told them that I might have to leave sir and I'm not sure how Bellatrix is going to take that."

"Did you get very close to Miss Black?" he asked me.

He knew something I didn't. I had to lie. "I did, she thinks I'm her best mate now," I said. "How am I going to break away from her?"

"You have to Miss Granger," he urged. "If anything goes wrong, I'll be there for you but you must. It's important that you get back to your own time."

"Did Ron or Harry say anything?" I asked.

"I'm afraid not," he said. "I did not speak to them but I'm certain the future me did. Now please, hurry."

I rushed out of his office with my head spinning. The words Bellatrix said the night before were repeating in my head. She said I was hers. She thought I was her property. How was I going to break away from her? I had to! There was no ifs ands or buts on the matter! I just had to stand up to her.

Oh, but how was I going to do that. She was so beautiful. I didn't really want to break away from her. "Janice," someone said. I didn't stop because I wasn't used to being called by my mum's name.

"Are you listening?" the voice came again. I was stopped by a hand that pushed me into the wall of the abandoned hallway. Bellatrix's face was inches from mine. "Where is your head at?"

"I—I," I didn't know what to say. I started to tear up. "I have to leave the school." I finally blurted it out.

"What do you mean you have to leave the school?" she asked. Her eyebrows furrowed and her thin lips curled into a snarl. "You can't leave me just yet!"

"B—Bella, please," I cried. "It's my mum; she doesn't want to stay here."

"And where are you going?" she demanded.

"T—To France," I lied.

"I see," she said. Her nostrils flared and she let go of me. "Wait for me tonight," she asked. "I won't let you leave. We can just run away together. There's a man. He can help us."

"A man?" I asked.

"He's very powerful," she smiled. "With him, we won't need to worry about anything else!"

She already met Voldermort? Now, I was scared. I couldn't change time and I couldn't change her. I saw the instability in her eyes when she spoke of him. I shook my head. I had to leave now.

"Alright, I'll meet you tonight by the gate, we can sneak out," I lied. She seemed to buy it.

"Good, see you tonight," she said. Once again, I was slammed against the wall. Her hand was buried in my hair and her lips were pressed into mine. I actually wrapped my arms around her back and ran my fingers down the length of her robes. Part of me wanted to stay with her. Part of me just wanted to be her slave.

I had to listen to my logical side. She broke the kiss. "Be there, please," she said. "I need you."

I cried again. I couldn't help it. I was lying to her and the guilt was eating me up inside. "I—I will," I said.

As I watched her walk away, I rushed down the hallway back to Dumbledore's office. As I ran off, I rubbed the back of my hand to my lips. Her lip gloss felt sweet against my skin but it was no reason to prolong my exit. I tried to push back my tears, but there was no stopping them from falling.

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