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True Heir of Slytherin	By : Temptation-McCoy Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > FemSlash - Female/Female Views: 10742 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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True Heir of Slytherin ch3

While I was waiting, I tossed my cloak and changed into a sleek, form fitting black dress that had a mini train in the back. It was strapless and showed just enough cleavage to draw the right amount of attention. It should work on Granger without a hitch but I'll need to be careful. This seduction needs to be precice so I'll have to go slowly with her. I get the feeling the outcome will be worth the wait. Grinning, I twirled in front of my mirror, making sure I was all set. Mid twirl, i heard a large CRACK! sound in my room and I instantly knew who it was and I couldn't be more thrilled.

Turning to face her slowly, I grinned softly.

"Hello deary."

"Bellatrix," came Hermione's reply.

"Oh, Bella, please. Bellatrix is just so formal, don't you think?" I said sweetly.

Nodding, she replied, "then call me Hermione."

I bowed my head slightly to show agreement. When my eyes met hers, she instantly lost her breath momentarily and I smirked softly.

Straightening back up, I kept my eyes focused on Hermione, whom began walking towards me. Stopping less than a foot away, she reached into her jacket and pulled out my wand and dagger, holding both out to me. Reaching my left hand out, I purposely brushed my fingers across her wrist, palm and fingers as I took the items from her. I could feel her shiver slightly. What a delicious feeling watching her shiver in want. Lifting my dress up slightly, I tucked my dagger back into my holster on my garter and I heard Hermione's breathing stop. Looking to her face, I saw her eyes fixed on my legs. Smirking, I ran my fingers across my garter, gauging her reaction. I was not disappointed. Hermione's eyes followed every movement. Being as bold as I am, I slid my fingers up higher on my thigh. Hermione's breath was now coming in short pants. I would've gone up further but my sister burst through the door, quite rudely I'd add. It took Hermione a moment to notice that someone else was in the room and when she did, she immediately hid behind me. Interesting. Noticing where Narcissa's gaze was, I sighed and moved my hand, my dress falling back into place.

"Bella, what were..." Cissy started but I gladly interrupted.

"Did you want something Cissy?"

"I...uumm...just wanted to welcome Ms Granger into my home," Cissy said nervously.

"How generous of you Cissy," I said and turned to Hermione, who's eyes were fixed on the area where my rear had just been. Grinning, I took hold of her shoulders and walked her to Narcissa. Standing half a foot away, I moved behind Hermione, placing my hands just above her waist and leaning to her ear.

"Tell her your appreciation, she doesn't bite, that's my job," I whispered seductively, my lips brushing her ear.

"It's nice to officially meet you Mrs. Malfoy," Hermione said politely, sticking her hand out, shivering from my nearness.

"Narcissa, please, Mrs. Malfoy is Lucius's mother, an old bat. Of course dear, it's nice to be on good terms with you. I do hope you and Draco can be friends now," Cissy said while shaking Hermione's hand.

"That would be lovely," Hermione replied, pulling back her hand.

Narcissa saw the markings on Hermione's left arm but wisely said nothing about it. Instead she said that breakfast was in ten minutes and it would mean so much if we could join the others for it. I nodded my head.

After Narcissa left, I slightly tightened my grip on Hermione and brought her closer to me, relishing her warmth.

"So tell me, how'd you get your wand back and escape Potter and Weasely?" I whispered into her ear.

"I told Harry I needed my wand back cause i had to know that my parents were safe and that I didn't know how long I'd be gone and to not worry," Hermione answered in the same tone as me.

"Very clever. You are the brightest witch of your age. Now, let's hope they don't decide to come after you," I said in an even lower tone and I felt Hermione sag against me the tiniest bit. I had to hold back a groan.

"Mmhmm," Hermione softly let out.

If we didn't get to breakfast soon, I knew something would happen that Hermione wasn't ready for. Slowly and carefully, I pushed her forward so that she was upright again. Walking to the door, I looked over my shoulder and said, "coming?"

Snapping out of her trance, she blushed lightly and followed me out the door.

I knew for a fact that several other Death Eathers were here and it was a better time than any to face the darkness, so to speak. Looping my arm through hers, I opened the doors to the dining room and walked us through. All talk ceased and Hermione took her free right hand and gripped my own that was looped through her left. Needless to say, none looked too happy. In a flash, most were on their feet, wands drawn. My husband was among those with their wands raised. Just as quickly as they had, I put Hermione behind me, my own wand pointed at them.

"Harm the girl and you perish," I said low and threateningly.

"Why protect the mudblood, Bellatrix?" one said.

I narrowed my eys before smiling menacingly and answering the fool.

"Because she's with us now. Any of you touch, insult or use magic on her will answer to me and it will not be pretty, you'll pay dearly," I said, growling at the end, getting my point across.

"Yes Madame Lestrange," they all said. Rudolphus looked like he could kill but he knew better and sat back down.

"Good, now lets have a nice breakfast, eh?" I said, becoming giddy once more.

Reaching behind me, I grasped Hermione's arm again and led us to the two empty side by side seats.

It was obvious that Hermione was still nervous. Already having finished my food, I set my untensil down and very subtly moved my chair closer to Hermione's, who'd only eaten half her food. Leaning close to her ear, lips just barely brushing, left hand on her thigh, ignoring Rudolphus, I spoke.

"Calm down little one, I won't let them hurt you. I'd hex them to oblivion if they tried," and I softly squeezed her thigh, causing Hermione to bend her fork. I chuckled lightly and heard a strangled sound. Turning slightly, I saw it was Cissy, who's gaze was on the now seriously bent fork. Keeping my grin, i straightened back up, looking around at everyone. Most witnessed the little scene but not a one said anything about it. Only Rudolphus got up and stalked off. I rolled my eyes. Looking back to the young witch beside me, I saw her eyes already on me, her bent fork on the table. Grinning, I stood up, offering my hand to Hermione whom didn't hesitate to take it. Pulling her up softly, I began walking us out of the dining room, towards the front door.

"Bella, where are we going?" Hermione asked.

Turning to her, I said, "Outside. We're going to see how well you can cast the dark arts," and I opened the front door.

AN: sorry this chapter is so late. i also apologize for the shortness of it but it was a necessary chapter nonetheless. i'll try to have the next one posted as quickly as i can.
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