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Chapter 7 - The Altered Future

In the morning, I was awakened by a hard kiss to my lips. I hadn't even realized that I had fallen asleep in the past. I opened my eyes to see Bellatrix looming over my body. She was holding my wrists down to the bed and grinning.

"Good morning my sexy lion," she said.

I laughed nervously. Was she comparing me to a lion because of my hair? Of course she was. She didn't know who I was. She had no idea that I was just a muggle born witch in the house of Gryffindor. If she did, she surely wouldn't be sleeping with me.

"Good morning," I said. "I thought the head girl was going to be coming up?"

"She is, soon enough. She's a bad girl that one. I don't even know how she got to be head girl. Come on now, I need to get out of here."

"Wait."

"What is it?"

"How much time do you think we have?" I asked with a blush.

"She might be down having breakfast or at least trying to sneak back in. Hell, Flitch might have caught her," Bellatrix replied. At first she was confused but quickly enough, she understood why I was asking.

I tried to move under her grasp but she pinned me down even harder. I was addicted to the sex and I knew it. I remembered the thought I had the night before. One last taste and I would be gone. I couldn't stay for much longer.

"No, you aren't going anywhere," Bellatrix hissed. Her cold mouth clamped down on my neck and bit me hard. My body was tense under her body weight. She had never bit me that hard before. Fear was gripping me again. I was beginning to think that I should have left the night before, but I didn't. Why didn't I?

"Bella, that hurts," I said. She didn't seem to listen to me. Her hot tongue pressed against the nape of my neck. She licked all the way down as she unbuttoned my shirt. This, I had to admit, felt really good. "Bella—"

I was cut off by her mouth clamping down on my nipple. Her name turned into a moan. I tilted my head and closed my eyes. I allowed her to explore my body once again and I allowed her to bit me the way she knew I liked it.

Her dominance was a complete turn on and I could feel myself loosing myself in her. "Oh! There!" I yelled out as her fingers found their way under my skirt and pushed aside my panties. Two of her thin fingers were pushing into my core. "Oh! Yes!"

She continued to push into me in such a steady rhythm that I completely lost it. I ran my own hand down my body and found myself moving with her steady flow. With a few more thrusts my body exploded into the morning sun. I hadn't noticed that Bellatrix was mimicking my masturbation and she too exploded right along with me.

I held my breath for a moment until the tears trailed down my face. I opened my brown eyes and there was Bellatrix Black lying next to me. I closed my eyes again and Ginny floated into my head and then Ron. What was I thinking? I held back the panic that was gripping me. I wanted to go back to my time. I couldn't stay here and I surely couldn't continue to be swayed by her.

"Aren't you hungry at all?" she asked me in a small whisper. I turned my head to face her. She had her head perched upon her hand and was leaning into me. I turned away to the ceiling. I needed to ask my stomach if it was hungry and sure enough, it made a small noise.

"I think I am," I replied. She smiled at me and lifted herself off the bed. I was lingering awhile because I wasn't sure if I wanted to get up with her. I was wondering if I should just stay here, break it off and return home. I didn't have much of a time to think because strong hands lifted me roughly from the bed and into her chest.

I looked up at her, an evil grin plastered on her face. "Come on, we have to get going if we want to get the good food."

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Later in the day, I was locked up in the library. I don't know how I got away from Bellatrix. I think she had classes and I couldn't attend them so I politely withdrew myself from her grasp. Her possession of me was beginning to grow slightly more obsessive. I was beginning to wonder if this is how she felt about Voldermort. That's when it hit me.

Of course this is how she felt about Voldermort, but I'm making it much worse by returning her attraction. I wouldn't exactly call this love. Slowly, I took out a piece of parchment and laid it on the desk. My quill in my hand and the ink on the desk next to the parchment and I was finally ready to do what I had wanted to do.

I sat down and wrote a letter to her. I knew very well that I couldn't face her. I couldn't break off this obsessive attachment she has to me face to face. I was petrified of seeing her boil over in anger just like I knew she would. She was the type of woman that is controlled by her emotions and I wasn't about ready to have myself killed over this. I wasn't even sure if I loved her.

The more I thought about it, the more I saw that I was just as obsessed as she was. The quill moved over the parchment and formed words that I didn't have the strength to say to her face. Tears streamed down my face. I didn't want to hurt her so I tried my best to lie.

Dear Bella,

It seems that my mother has come back from France. She wishes to take me from school and honestly, I couldn't be happier about this. Lately, I've felt trapped in my own head and body. I just want to go off and live a normal life in the country side. I'm sorry. I didn't want to have it end this way, but it has to. I can't explain to you what's going on with me, but please, do not go looking for me. It will only bring you pain and disillusion. I know one day you will understand why I did this.

I'm sorry. I'm deeply sorry. Please, do not hate me.

Love,
Janice.

As the quill was picked up off the paper my eyes were streaming with tears. I couldn't hold back. I was so lost in what I was writing that I nearly wrote on the bottom, Hermione Granger. I knew I couldn't do that.

I held my breath and walked over to the girl's dorm. I left the note under Bellatrix's pillow. I wanted to make sure she got the letter so I made a plan to hide under my bed which was right next to hers.

I left the room and walked around the courtyard nervously. I was hoping that I wouldn't bump into Bellatrix. There were so many students walking around, going to the lake and just having their lunch.

After a while, I took off and spent the rest of the day in the library reading the volumes of books that I had never seen before.

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The time was about 7pm when I left the library. I rushed down the hallways and down the flight of stairs that would lead me to the Slytherin common room. I muttered the password: "mudblood" and walked into the room. Luckily for me, everyone was too busy to even notice me and I had caught no sight of Bellatrix.

I rushed into the girl's dorm and inside the bathrooms, Bellatrix was beginning to leave. She was talking to another female; it was her sister, Narcissa. I quickly rushed under my bed.

"Honestly Cissy, I don't know where Janice has gone. I've looked everywhere for her. I figured that she might have left to study or what have you. I don't know why she doesn't attend the classes. Well, anyway, I met up with Rodolphus and we went up the astronomy tower."

"Why did you do that?" Narcissa asked. "I mean, that's a silly place to go with a boy isn't it?"

"There's so much you have to learn," Bellatrix told her. "Go to bed will you?"

"Right," Narcissa hissed. She tucked herself into bed and closed her eyes. There was silence for a while before I noticed that Bellatrix was reaching for the letter. I couldn't bear to watch but I had to.

She opened it, and read it. First I saw anger. It was complete anger. Her eyes were burning and her brows were arched. Hot tears rolled down a cold face and I could see her fingers gripping the parchment with such force that she almost ripped it. She sat down on the bed; tossed the letter aside and a new emotion over came her, sadness.

I began to tear up under my bed. Was what she felt for me more than just obsession? "Bella, are you alright?" a tiny voice asked. It was Narcissa standing next to her sister. A pale hand was on her shoulder and Bellatrix leaned on her sister.

"She's gone," she muttered. "She's really gone."

"Who is Bella?" Narcissa asked.

"She is," Bellatrix repeated. "She didn't even say it to my face. She just left me this letter."

She pointed to the letter and Narcissa picked it up. Her blue eyes went wide as she read over it. Bellatrix continued to lean on her sister for support. My own eyes watered at the site and I had to hold myself together. I couldn't allow them to hear me.

"You and this girl, but—" Narcissa's voice trailed off.

"The only reason I am dating Rodolphus is because mum and dad want me to have a pure-blood marriage to man. Honestly, I don't care about him," she confessed. "I care about her and now she's gone."

"That new boy, the one who came here, he was pure-blood was he not?" Narcissa asked.

"I don't know, but you are right," she sniffled. "I guess I'll have to forget her."

"It won't be that easy Bella," Narcissa said. "But I didn't know you fancied girls like this."

"Don't tell mum, please," she begged.

"I won't," she said.

"Thank you Cissy," Bellatrix said as she took her sister in her arms. I began to click the dials on the time-turner and that was the last thing I saw. I was certain that I had fixed the future.

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As the world blurred around me, I landed back in my own time but the boy standing over me was not Ron or Harry, it was Neville Longbottom. "Hermione!" he called out. "Are you alright?"

"Yes," I lied. I was red in the face, time-turner around my neck and now I was face to face with Neville Longbottom. "Where are Harry and Ron?" I asked.

"Oh," Neville asked. His face was twisted in confusion. "Well, I don't know why you are asking about that prat Harry, but Ron is in the common room with Ginny."

"What?" I said in disbelief. Did Neville just call Harry a prat? Why? What did I do now? Where was Umbridge? When I had left, there were rules. Ron, Harry and Ginny were with me. I wiped the tear from my eye as Neville looked at me strangely.

"What do you mean what? Oh, are you using the time-turner again to add more classes to your list?" Neville asked me.

"What? Oh, um," I had to lie, didn't I? "Yes."

"You know that's bad for your sanity. You remember third year don't you? We both had to go back and save ourselves from Lupin. That thing can have some serious problems."

"Neville what are you talking about, I went there with Harry," I said in disbelief.

"Hermione, did you get hit on the head? Harry teases us remember?" he said. "Come on, we can go see Ron and Ginny."

Before I could say another word, I was being tugged along by Neville Longbottom. Ron was playing chess with Ginny. It was almost a normal scene except that Ginny didn't really enjoy chess.

"Oh hey Hermione," Ron smiled. "You want to come watch us play chess? Ginny's rather good at it."

Ginny wasn't good at chess. She hated the game because Ron would beat her all the time. My jaw dropped. I had to go see Dumbledore. "Um, well, I'd love to, but I—I have to use the toilet!"

"That's charming Hermione," Ginny laughed.

I nodded my head and rushed out of the common room. The school seemed the same. I went all the way to the Entrance Hall and sure enough all the rules were there. This means that Dolores Umbridge is still beginning her hostile take over the school. I was safe there. I rushed up the stairs to Dumbledore's office. Was the password the same? Please let it be.

"Gumdrops," I whispered.

The gargoyle opened the door and I ran up the stairs. Dumbledore was sitting with his back turned to me. I hung my head low. "Miss Granger, you know, when I asked you to break Bellatrix's heart, that wasn't what I had in mind."

"I'm sorry sir, I just couldn't do it to her face," Hermione said. "What's going on here? Harry is a prat?"

Dumbledore laughed. "I'm afraid so Miss Granger," he said. "Come have a seat here with me."

I walked into the room and took my seat gingerly. His pale blue eyes met my dark brown eyes and he took in a deep breath.

"I was in love with someone much like Bellatrix Black," he said. I was about to open my mouth and he laughed. "Yes, she's still Black she once again never married her boyfriend. Now, he broke it off with me and it was for the better. I see that now. There was much anger and there was even a death."

I was going to ask him what happened but he pressed a finger to my lips with a smile. "That's a story for another time Miss Granger. Now, for the story of how the time line has moved on, shall we? Now then, 15 years ago, Bellatrix Black tortured Alice and Frank Longbottom. With her, was the Dark Lord, Voldermort. Now, what happened was that Voldermort killed Neville's parents and now Neville is marked with the lightening scar, not Harry.

"Harry grew up in the wizarding world with his parents and unfortunately he has picked up his father's worst traits. The Potters were safe because Wormtail gave up the location of Alice and Frank Longbottom. They didn't want to give up information on the Order so they were tortured. Voldermort was going to kill Neville but Alice's love for him protected the boy, and now Neville is the Boy Who Lived, or as the papers are saying: The Boy Who Lied. Cedric still died but it was Neville who was there when Voldermort came back to power.

"Bellatrix is now out of Azkaban and is still looking for you but you're still as she remembers you. Miss Granger, I'm afraid that the time-turner can only be used so much. You need to stay in this future you created for a time. Perhaps seeing how much Harry has changed and seeing your life altered will give you the courage you need to harshly break Bellatrix's heart.

"She wasn't angry enough with you to marry her pure-blood boyfriend. She had this inane idea that she would marry Voldermort and she never did."

My eyes were burning. I had to live in this future where Harry was no better than Draco and where Neville was the chosen one? How was I going to do this? "Yes sir, I understand, but when can I go back?" I asked.

"You can go back one day from today," he said. "That will allow the magical sand some time to settle in the time-turner. If you try to use it now, you may be stuck in Bellatrix's time period and I'm not sure how I would get you out since time-turners were not widely available at the time."

I nodded my head weakly and walked back to the door. Dumbledore's eyes were on me. "I have faith in you Hermione," he said. "I know that if anyone can fix their mistakes, it's you."

My eyes watered again. "Thank you sir," I said. I weakly walked down the stairs and made my way back to the common room to face my new set of friends. Neville and Ron.

Okay, so I left in another plot twist and yet another cliff hanger. I can assure you that I am working on Chapter 8. I hope you like it! And thanks to all the reviews, alerts and favorites I've recieved!