Author's note: Second chapter! YAW! Sorry, just a little kimness there. Thank you to the reviewers! I love you all! You all rock… my world!
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Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling created the magic…not me...I'm just borrowing it.
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Hermione awoke in a room she didn't recognize. It was a black room with white strips going down the walls. She was in a large bed…it was sunny, she could tell because the sunlight was bursting out underneath the dark and heavy curtains, making the room look dim.
She felt pounding in her head, she then grabbed her head sat up and freaked…trying to remember what led her here.
It slowly came back images of the dead Grangers and then Draco. Then her slipping and it all going black.
She looked at her hair, to make sure it was a nightmare.
Then she realized the biggest of all coldest surprises Her hair was black, same as Bellatrix Lestrange's and the crimson blood red highlights, matched Rodolphus Lestrange's hair color. She remembered seeing pictures of there mugshots around Diagon Alley. She then muttered to herself "bloody hell."
She kept rubbing her eyes, slapping herself, pinching herself, and hitting her head against the headboard.
She couldn't wake from this horrible nightmare. It wasn't that bad…they hadn't killed her…but could she really be a Lestrange? Why had they brought her here? Why did they want her now? Why was she being treated like a guest in this room…she would have expected dungeons…if even that! WHY! Then she stopped thinking because her head urged with a very painful and burning sensation.
She did the only thing she could do at this point.
She screamed.
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Meanwhile downstairs Bellatrix and Narcissa were having tea.
"Bella, I'm glad you found Raylin…I know how much it has killed you to wait these years so that the prophecy could come true for the dark lord." Narcissa put her hand on Bellatrix's.
"Thank you Cissy, I'm just scared she will hate me and Rodolphus for dropping her off somewhere for some prophecy…under a spell to make her appear like a mudblood."
Narcissa nodded and sipped her tea "From what I heard Hermione-"
Bellatrix coughed.
"I mean Raylin, is that she just takes time to understand things and learns quick, once she understands it was for her own good, she will come around...it may be hard...but every teenager is that way."
Bellatrix let out a weak smile, something rarely seen.
It was gone when they heard a scream.
Bellatrix smirked and said "sounds like sleeping beauty is up"
Narcissa smiled "Yes, indeed she is…would you like to go pay the princess a visit? I believe I'm her aunt…I think this family owes her a long history lesson and talk."
Bellatrix looked at her sister and said, "Yes, we do owe her that…I think ill do this alone."
Narcissa then said "are you sure?"
Bellatrix turned around and said "What…I can handle a bunch of wizards and the death eaters…I think I can handle this…plus we have her wand."
Narcissa then said "alright then, ill be here waiting." Knowing that Bellatrix had a war waiting upstairs for her. Narcissa knew any minute her sister would run downstairs and grab her for help. Right now she had to wait…as her stubborn sister faced her biggest enemy and her baddest battle…her own daughter…Raylin.
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Author's note: Short I know! Just what I think would happen in this situation! The next chapter will be up soon! Love all my homies (reviewers) peace out!
Lol, Jk. Much love Kim ♥