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A Dark Witches Love	By : Temptation-McCoy Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > FemSlash - Female/Female Views: 18669 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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- 1-A Dark Witches Love
- 2-ch2
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AN: alright, so this whole story is gonna be from Bellatrix's POV, just wanted to point it out haha. Now this story is still in the early stages, I just started writing it on paper so be patient with the updating : ) I hope you all enjoy this story ^_^

A Dark Witch's Love Ch.1

Four years have passed since the final battle and I've been on the run since. I'm never in one place for more than a month, if that, too risky. Potter and his Weasely friend had become Aurors and were among others who have been trying to track me. I snooped onto them as they snooped onto me. I'd read in the Daily Prophet that Hermione had become the youngest ever Defense Against the Dark Arts professor in history. The Prophet also stated that she'd gotten engaged to the Weasely boy but had broken it off six months ago. I'd received some letters over the past few years from Hermione and all of them had the same question, "why did you save me?". She'd also asked to see me but I never returned the answers cause of the risk of being found. Hermione never knew where I was but I always knew where she was.

Over the past few weeks, I'd been thinking of paying my angel a visit. I knew that the visit would have to be quick so that I could avoid detection from the Aurors. From what I know, they were currently deep into Egypt looking for me. It would be a perfect chance. Tonight. I'd see her tonight. It wouldn't be easy but I could get into Hogwarts. I've gone four years without being able to be near her, I can't do it anymore. I need to prepare and fast.

Dusk-Hogwarts

Standing outside the gates of Hogwarts, I stayed hidden beneath the invisibility cloak, waiting for the carriages to come along. It was the first day of a new year, so I figured that when the carriages came through, I could hop onto one, since the gates will only open for them. I could used magic to get in but it would have set Hogwarts alarms off and I didn't want that.

Just moments later, I saw the thestrals making their way up the path. Making sure I was securely hidden, I hopped onto the back of the first carriage and held on for the bumpy ride.

Entrance Courtyard-Great Hall

Carefully, I followed the students, staying on the side of them that was away from teachers. When the doors opened, I hurriedly sped off to the side so no one would bump into me on their way to the Great Hall. Once all the students were in, I slipped in after them, leaning against the back wall. I scanned my eyes over the students and then the teachers. Hagrid, Firenze, McGonagall, Draco Malfoy (he must be the potions master now). There were teachers I'd never seen before and my eyes finally rested on Hermione. She looked divine. She'd changed over the past four years. Shoulder length, wavy light brown hair, and she looked even more toned than she did at seventeen. Now she's twenty-one. My angel had grown up so beautifully. Just looking at her made me tingle all over and I fought the urge to relieve myself. I couldn't help but wonder why she'd left the Weasely boy. I'll never forget the feeling of her skin against my lips, so soft and warm. For too long I'd wondered how Hermione's lips would feel against mine. I had to have a taste. You might say that these past seven years have changed me. From the moment of the Department of Mysteries, I've been a different person. Killing hadn't been on my favorite things to do but if I had to do it, I made it an art, hence why I thought death was beautiful sometimes. I hadn't meant to kill Sirius, he'd stepped in the way of my shot towards McNair, who'd sent a curse towards Hermione, whom captured my attention before the battle. It was an instant connection, like I knew she was mine.

The sound of a hiss broke me out of my thoughts and memories. Looking to my left, I saw Mrs. Norris sitting there swishing her tail, glaring at me. That cat hadn't died yet? Jeez. Narrowing my eyes, I let out a hiss of my own, moving my body forwards some to scare her away. After she skedaddled, I heard McGonagall speak.

"Prefects, please show the first years to their dormitories. The rest of you where to go. Have a good night all," she said.

My eyes drifted towards Hermione again, who'd stood up and began walking to the doors leading out of the Great Hall. Slowly, I followed her out. If I was going to speak to her then I had to make sure she was alone. I wasn't surprised to see that were headed towards the Gryffindor common room. Going through the portrait, I followed her to the door that read "Head of House." My angel was the head of Gryffindor it seemed. After hearing her whisper the password, I followed her in before it closed.

Going up a small flight of stairs, we reached another door to which she unlocked with a key. I stuck as close enough behind her to get in but not enough for her to notice me yet.

I stood by the door, watching Hermione flitter about, making a fire and tossing her outer robes to the nearest armchair. She was now clad in a form fitting low cut, short sleeved dark green blouse and a black skirt that ended a few inches above the knee and black stilettos. I'd never before realized how great looking her legs were. Biting my bottom lip in want, my eyes drifted upwards, taking her all in. My eyes followed her she walked to a cupboard and pulled a small glass and fire whiskey. Hermione downed two shots then kicked her heels off. After putting the fire whiskey away and vanishing her glass, she walked towards a door I assumed led to her bedroom. Quickly, I followed her. The room was quite spacious. A desk made of mahogany and a bookcase in the far right, a fireplace with a small couch in front of it on the opposite side on the left, closer to the door. Across from the desk and bookcase was a very large canopy bed. Her room was an array of green and dark red. Even a floor to ceiling window was behind the desk, giving a great view of the Forbidden Forest and part of the lake. The girl had taste.

Stepping further into the room, I could faintly feel the heat of the fire place. I was thinking of ways to let myself be known when she surprised me.

"Show yourself. I know you're there," Hermione said.

Flicking my wand, I made myself visible and spoke.

"Hello angel," I said softly.

Very slowly, Hermione turned to face me, her eyes catching mine almost immediately. Taking a few steps towards me, she began to speak.

"I'm not dreaming right?""No," I replied softly, "You're not."

"You came back," she whispered.

"I did. A promise is a promise my angel," I said, smiling lightly at her.

Not saying anything, she came closer to me, reaching out her right hand, which was shaking slightly and brushed the tips of her fingers over my face. Grinning a little bit, I closed my eyes, enjoying her warm touch. I felt Hermione's fingers move to my tame curls, playing with them, her nails lightly scraping my scalp as she moved her hand around. I heard Hermione suck in a breath and it took me a second to realize I'd placed my hands on her waist. Slowly, I opened my eyes, gazing into her beautiful hazel ones. Hermione was slightly biting her bottom lip, and I was transfixed. I felt her left hand move to rest on my right arm, which was still attached to her waist. Shifting my eyes back to hers, I found those hazel eyes gazing at me with a look of want. We were standing so close to each other, our body scents began to mix. Despite having read it in the Prophet, I felt the need to question about Weasely.

"What about the Weasely boy?"

"We're not together. He couldn't satisfy my needs," she replied breathlessly.

"And Potter? You know they're hunting me. It could be dangerous to get involved with a fugitive Death Eater," I said huskily.

"I like a little danger. Makes things interesting. Now shut up and give me the kiss I've waited four years for," Hermione replied, want evident in her voice.

"Yes ma'am," I answered, grinning like the cat who ate the canary.

Sliding my left hand to behind her back, I softly pushed Hermione closer and gently placed my lips upon hers. Hermione's reaction was instant. She moaned lightly, pressing her lips harder against mine then slightly parting them with her tongue. I gasped audibly at her boldness and Hermione fully slipped her delicious pink tongue in. I groaned in response, sliding my tongue against hers, a battle for dominance, which I quickly won. Not seeming to mind losing, Hermione tangled both hands in my hair, tugging softly. My hands having minds of their own, began wandering all over the younger witch's body, causing her to arch further into me. Breaking free of my lips, Hermione trailed kisses over my jaw, to behind my left ear, nibbling softly and proceeding down my neck, leaving kisses and light bites. Not to be outdone, I began nibbling her earlobe, working it between my teeth. This went on for quite sometime. We didn't stop until the need for air rose up. Taking my hand, Hermione brought us to her sofa, me actually sitting on it and her in my lap.

"That was incredible," I said, still panting slightly, "And we didn't even have sex," I finished.

Hermione just giggled , snuggling even closer.

"Where'd you learn to kiss like that?" I asked.

"Amazing from what you can learn from books huh?" she replied, a grin on her face.

Smiling, I began running my fingers through her hair.

"I can't stay long love. I'm gonna have to leave soon. But I promise to see you again real soon," I said.

"Okay," Hermione answered, understanding on her face. "Cauldron is the password for the humpback witch statue with the passageway to Honeydukes. Come see me when you're able to," she finished.

Nodding, I glanced at my pocket watch.

"I should go now. You've got to teach in the morning 'Professor'," I said grinning, causing Hermione to blush and hide her face in my neck.

Wrapping my arms tightly around my angel, I stood up and walked to the bed, gently depositing her on it. Straightening up, I stood between her legs, my hands resting partly on her jaw and neck. For a few moments, we just gazed into each others eyes. Feeling my pocket watch vibrate softly, I knew I had to go. It was midnight.

"I have to go my darling. I will come see you again soon," I said, stroking my thumbs over her skin.

"You damned well better," Hermione replied, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Leaning down, I kissed her softly. Pulling back a moment later, I smiled, walking backwards. Looking at her fireplace then back to her, she nodded in understanding. Walking to it, I grabbed some of the powder and stepped in. I could leave the castle this way but I couldn't enter through it. Feeling the flames, I looked at my beloved one more time then said clearly "Malfoy Manor."

Stepping out of the fireplace, I dusted myself off then glanced around the Malfoy sitting room. My roaming eyes stopped when I saw a figure in the doorway.

"Hello Narcissa," I said smiling at my youngest sibling, who fainted on the spot. Hm. Maybe my sudden arrival was a bit much, I thought.

AN: well I hope you enjoyed this chapter ^_^ I will start writing ch2 as soon as I can. Until then, tata my readers :]

P.S. please review : )

~McCoy~
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