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Hermione was awoken by someone stroking her cheek. She smiled at first, thinking the whole thing was just a dream and it was Ron caressing her. Her eyes were still closed. She felt extremely fatigued and groggy, and she had no idea how long she slept.
She strained to open her, she let out a soft whimper as a sign of her drowsiness. Finally, her vision unblurred just enough to see Luna staring at her. Hermione let out a deep sigh and resignedly closed her eyes again.
Wait? What's happening? Hermione thought. Despite the realization that this was the reality, it didn't really set in immediately through the sleepiness. Hermione shot up into a sitting position, forcefully pushing away Luna's hand that was stroking her cheek.
"Why were you touching me?" Hermione mumbled, a bit confused. She looked at Luna who was lying on her side, one arm supporting her head, the other now lying on the bed.
"I'm sorry... I didn't want to wake you. I just wanted to make you feel better."
"So, it really wasn't a dream..." Hermione rubbed her eyes.
"I would be sad if it was... I would be alone again..." Luna sat up as well and brought her knees to her chest.
Hermione could've taken that comment as if Luna was happy that Hermione got caught and imprisoned here with her. And in a sense she maybe was. But she wasn't going to mention it. Luna was her only friend here and she wasn't going to antagonize her. And Luna definitely didn't mean any harm. That was just Luna's brain.
"Did you sleep at all?" Hermione rubbed her shoulders. It was still cold there.
"A little bit. I think. I can't tell. But I was watching you through most of your sleep."
That's creepy. Hermione thought.
"Do you know for how long had I been asleep?" The bed creaked beneath them as Hermione shuffled around.
"I'm not sure, I have no sense of time here... Nargles used to help me track time... But I stopped trusting them after I realized that they'd been messing with me... Mischievous little creatures... But they kept me company. Anyway, it must've been several hours, at least."
Hermione didn't want to bring it up but she really questioned Luna's sanity. She was never precisely sane, at least not in her, skeptical eyes. But this seemed far worse than anything she did or said in the past. She talked about Nargles and how they were behind everything but Luna never saw them. And apparently, they were here, which was weird because according to her own words, they were invisible or at least partially so. But she wasn't going to bring that up either.
"Oh... A few hours? So, Bellatrix had to be here right?"
"Hmm... Now that I think about it... No. She wasn't here. Strange indeed." Luna had a puzzled expression.
Hermione was both relieved and nervous.
"Has she ever done that before? Leave for that long?" Hermione was cautiously hopeful that maybe Harry and Ron were already here and that's why Bellatrix wasn't able to return and now they're just looking for her.
"Sometimes she leaves me here for days... I think they are days... The worst is when-"
"DAYS?!" Hermione exclaimed loudly, interrupting Luna, and slowly losing her hope again.
"I think so... A very long time. The worst thing is when she leaves me here with that golden snitch... I dislike that thing very much. It doesn't let me sleep or even rest... And after what feels like a few hours, it starts hurting as well... Yes, it's rather unpleasant, I don't enjoy it, personally. But Madam Lestrange also has other... intricate spells... They are very creative and she rarely leaves me unattended."
Hermione almost forgot from yesterday how weirdly calm, soft, and dreamy Luna was when saying those terrible, horrible things.
"DAYS Luna?! Was that right? What about food or water?!" Hermione expressed great worry.
"It's only a few days... I survive." This time, Luna's voice quivered a bit and her tone was ever so slightly melancholic.
Hermione hugged Luna as a few tears ran down her cheeks. "I will not stand for this torture! Bellatrix will not hurt you anymore, I promise you that!"
Luna smiled faintly, not believing a word of what she said. Luna's eyes turned glassy and a single tear fell on the mattress. The tear was for Hermione. Luna thought that the realization would be that much more heartbreaking when Hermione still had so much hope and resilience.
A few minutes of silence ensued.
"Why do you call Bellatrix 'Madam Lestrange' anyway?" Hermione broke the silence.
"That's what she wants me to call her... She punishes me when I don't, and she's very strict... I suppose I never had many interactions with her before, so I wouldn't know what to call her anyway, she made it easier." Luna looked at Hermione and placed a hand on Hermione's knee. "I think you should call her that as well when she returns... I don't want to see you hurt."
"Don't worry about me." Hermione placed her hand over Luna's and intentionally didn't say that she would comply.
Another minute of silence.
"It is a bit odd, though... I have to say. I thought she would have come back very soon. Not for me, but for you..." Luna frowned, wearing a thoughtful expression. "Hmm... Maybe it's those Nargles again. You see when I was here early on, I think... They caused her mischief. They wanted to protect me. But I told them to stop after Bellatrix caught me talking to them and punished me harshly... Maybe they are trying to help you out now?" Luna smiled faintly.
Hermione shook her head defeatedly. What nonsense. She thought. She desperately wanted to tell Luna to shut up about those Nargles already but she had to keep in mind how harsh it had to be for her to spend months in Bellatrix's captivity and torment. On second thought, she contemplated that Luna's mindset and endless positivity actually kept her going, and thanks to that she lasted longer than most would.
"Umm... and what do you do here? ... When Bellatrix doesn't leave you... attended to." Hermione reflected on Luna's earlier words while wondering if there was anything to do.
"There's not much to do, really... I usually sit somewhere and talk to myself... Or walk in circles. There are also some objects here..." She nodded past her.
Hermione turned her head and aside from things she had already seen, like a table and a chair. She also noticed three buckets on the opposite side of the room. One of the buckets had some small, white cloth hanging over the edge. There was also a closet, it looked old and like it was about to fall apart.
She immediately thought that some of those objects might come in handy, like for attacking Bellatrix. But Luna was about to banish those thoughts.
"All the objects here are hexed... If you mean to use them to harm Madam Lestrange, not only will she know immediately, even if she hasn't entered the room yet. But a curse will be sent on you as well. I found out the hard way, you see."
Hermione was surprised that Luna even tried anything against Bellatrix. She didn't doubt Luna's courage but it was just hard to imagine considering how she was now.
"The bucket with the rag has water in it... It's an endless bucket... I barely make use of it though... Only when I'm bored I draw circles or faces in the water... It's pretty calming, you know... The other two buckets are for waste."
"I... I don't understand, why don't you use the bucket with water? To clean yourself? Or to drink it?" Hermione couldn't even believe that Bellatrix would leave something like that here. A bucket with an endless supply of water seemed too generous even for her associates.
"I think it's there to make fun of me. I think I hear it laugh at me sometimes..." Her stare wandered off to the ceiling for a few seconds. "I only clean myself when Madam Lestrange allows me to... It's not that often but it's okay. And I can drink from it whenever I want but... but she controls how much I drink and she never lets me drink too much... Unfortunately, she doesn't tell me how much is too much and that amount also changes randomly... So I've learned not to drink from it unless I absolutely need to... I'm tied up most of the time anyway, so I can't drink from it anyhow. But at least it entertains me!" Luna ended on a somewhat cheerful note again.
Hermione couldn't believe how cruel Bellatrix was, though it shouldn't have surprised her. If this was anyone else she would be certain that Luna was faking her cheerfulness. But this was Luna and because of that, she doubted her conviction.
"And what about that closet? I suppose it doesn't store clothes."
"Oh... the closet..." Luna grimaced, looked at it very briefly, and then turned her head to the very opposite side of the room. Just that made Hermione extremely nervous since Luna barely ever changed her expression, excluding a slight frown or smile here and there.
"It's a really ugly closet... I don't like it at all. We're not friends. It's another thing Madam Lestrange uses for torture. I don't know which I hate more... the golden snitch or the closet..." Her voice slowly started cracking. "She locked me in there a few times... It's horrible, you see. It's too small to sit, so you have to stand. And it's even too short to fully stand up, so you have to bend your knees... It gets uncomfortable very fast. Extremely painful soon after. It's also very hard to breathe in there and it's completely dark. And if Madam Lestrange wants to. She can do anything with the closet. She can make it extremely hot or cold inside... She can make spikes grow from the closet floor or walls... It's really terrible, Hermione. I couldn't think or talk in there, I couldn't talk to my friends... You know, Hermione, that closet takes away everything I have left in here... I will do anything to not be shoved in there again... Anything." To Hermione's surprise, Luna had a few tears cascading down her face.
Hermione was terrified just from the description when Luna's words didn't include too many quirks, it was serious. She hugged her tightly again and this time, Luna hugged back, embracing it.
"What was that thing on your arm? I noticed it earlier but I didn't want to wake you..." Luna mumbled while still hugging.
Hermione realized what she meant. "Bellatrix carved it while torturing me... It was... it was when they brought us here and locked... locked Harry and Ron in the cellar." Her voice cracked.
"I'm very sorry, Hermione... That word is terrible... I hope it doesn't last. Maybe a Phoenix would be able to mend it... And..." Luna hesitated, her heartbeat fastened. "And don't let Bellatrix make you think that... that word is all you are..." She whispered into Hermione's ear.
Hermione gasped audibly and pulled away from Luna...
"Luna..."
Luna smirked at her. She knew how bad the word was, and what it meant to be called that for someone like Hermione. The brightest witch of her age.
"Thank you. Thank you so much." She hugged Luna again, her eyes turned glassy. Not only was she incredibly thankful for Luna's presence but the fact that Luna called Bellatrix by her name overwhelmed her with relief because it meant that Luna was still in there. She wasn't lost completely.
For twenty minutes, neither of them had said a word, they just enjoyed each other's presence. It was peaceful in a strange way.
...
"Aberto!" A muffled word sounded from the other side of the only door in the room.
Before Hermione or Luna could do or say anything, the door sprang open and Bellatrix was standing in it.
Within a second, Luna rushed to pull away from Hermione and stood up with hands behind her back and her blank stare aiming at the wall next to Bellatrix.
Hermione didn't move an inch, she kept sitting on the bed, staring at Bellatrix in defiance. If Luna wasn't there, she probably wouldn't be so brave or courageous, but she wanted to be brave... For her.
Both Luna and Hermione expected Bellatrix's arrival to be entwined with her maniacal laughter and cackle but she was surprisingly silent.
She slowly made her way toward Luna, getting illuminated by the candles that burned endlessly.
Both of them also noticed there was something off about Bellatrix. Her face was glistening and her eyes were red. Luna didn't react to it whatsoever but Hermione gave it a suspicious look.
"What are you looking at?!" Bellatrix snapped at Hermione who flinched as a result but didn't keep staring at her.
"Nothing, Bellatrix... It's just that you have something on your face." Hermione was surprised by her own bravery. She was slightly betrayed by her own voice as it trembled but it was courageous nonetheless.
"Don't you mock me, mudblood!" She pointed a finger aggressively at Hermione and it looked like she was going to rush to her, but instead, she stopped in front of Luna.
Luna kept looking right past Bellatrix at the wall but it was hard to do so when she was right in her face.
"Do you know why I left you two in here alone?! Do you?!" She yelled at Luna who was now shaking.
"I don't know, Madam Lestrange." Her voice was quivering just like her body.
"I thought you would be smart enough to teach her some manners before I came back! But all you talked about were Nargles, right?! What could I expect from you, Loony!" Bellatrix circled Luna as she was berating her.
"I'm very sorry, Madam Lestrange..."
"Oh, sorry's not enough, little lady! You should know better by now! I'll deal with you later, filthy blood traitor! Now I have to take care of the mudblood!"
Hermione felt a sudden surge of guilt because Luna instructed her on what she should call Bellatrix but in defiance she ignored it and now Luna was taking the blame.
As Bellatrix made her way past Luna toward the bed, Hermione finally stood up but continued holding eye contact with Bellatrix.
"You will lose that attitude really soon, darling!" Bellatrix snapped at her, wand drawn, closing in.
"You can do anything you want to me, Bellatrix! I will never submit to you, and I will protect Luna from you! I don't care if you use the-"
"The Cruciatus curse? Huh?" Bellatrix cackled for the first time. "You'd rather go crazy than serve me, is that right?"
Hermione's expression changed from defiant to confused. Luna's eyes widened in terror.
"Oh yes... Did you seriously think I wouldn't know what was being said in this room at all times?! Little Loony told you all about the spells, and the hexes, and the torture, and the punishments..." Bellatrix took a few steps back and pulled on Luna's hair harshly, making her yelp out sharply. "But the stupid traitor couldn't possibly tell you that I can eavesdrop on this room at any moment I want! Because all she ever did here was talk to herself or those idiotic, nonexistent creatures!" A big grin was showing on Bellatrix's face.
Hermione was losing grip on her confidence but she wasn't going to back down yet.
"It... It doesn't change anything! You won't break me!" Hermione's voice was quivering significantly more.
"Really?? Oh, alright... And how are you planning to save little Loony, hmm??" Bellatrix questioned in a high-pitched tone. "Tell me, blood traitor! Do you feel saved now that you have a new roommate?!" She snapped at Luna.
"Umm... Ummm... No, Madam Lestrange." Luna was too scared to say anything else, even though she guessed it would hurt Hermione.
"Heat that, mudblood?!" She laughed and walked right up to Hermione. "Now... kneel, bitch!" Bellatrix was poking Hermione with her wand in the belly.
"N-no... Bellatrix. You can't make me. And her name is Luna! Luna Lovegood! Call her by her real name!"
Luna, who couldn't even look at either of them because he had her back turned, thought that this was all a terrible idea from Hermione but she wished she was that courageous herself.
"Is that so?? We'll see about that... Crucio!" Bellatrix shrieked and within a second, a sharp scream filled the room with Hermione falling to the floor.
Luna flinched immediately when she heard it but didn't dare to turn her head to take a peek.
Hermione cried, twitched, her muscles spasmed.
"Crucio!" Bellatrix cast the spell again, making Hermione scream out even louder. Luna flinched again.
Bellatrix stuck out her tongue and cackled loudly.
A few more, excruciating minutes passed and Bellatrix stopped at last.
Hermione trembled and cried on the floor.
"Changed your mind, sweetheart?" Bellatrix asked in a syrupy, coy tone.
"N-no... N-never..." Hermione sobbed.
"You think you're tough, hm?! That you're a brave, big girl, right?!" Her tone changed instantly again as she snapped at Hermione. "Let me tell you something, dear... You've only been here for one day... Loony here has been here for months... and look at her! That's how you're gonna be in a week!" She whispered the last words into Hermione's ear, leaning over her, not losing the venom in her tone.
Hermione didn't answer. Luna wished she was brave enough to turn around and stand up for Hermione but she wasn't. Not anymore.
Bellatrix kept silent for a few minutes and lustfully licked her lips as she reveled at the sight of sobbing, panting Hermione. Eventually, she grew tired of waiting.
"Stand up! You're pathetic!" She commanded intensely. Hermione didn't move and so Bellatrix forcefully helped me to stand up. Just like before when she used the Cruciatus curse on her, she could barely stand.
"And you! Loony! Turn around and look at your little girlfriend!" Bellatrix ordered Luna who turned around nearly instantly. A few tears were filling her eyes. "Oh yes, you two were oh so cute! You two are like best friends! Ha! Your encouragements were laughable, mudblood! This disgusting blood traitor didn't believe a word you said!"
Neither Luna nor Hermione said a word, Hermione continued sobbing.
"Hmm, I think I remember you saying that I have no leverage over you.* Bellatrix got right up into Hermione's red face and smiled devilishly. "It's true, your parents are out of reach... And your annoying stupid friends too... Oh, whatever will I do??" Bellatrix faked helplessness in her tone but after a few seconds, her face turned serious again.
"But there's one friend right here!" Before Hermione could even react, Bellatrix skillfully took out one of her hidden daggers, rushed over to Luna, grabbed her from behind, and pressed the dagger against Luna's throat.
Luna immediately tensed up and gasped loudly but didn't try to move.
"Damn it..." Hermione whispered to herself and closed her eyes.
"What about now, huh?! Will you listen?!"
Hermione opened her eyes again but didn't answer.
"Not so brave now, missy?! What happened?!" Bellatrix taunted and cackled loudly again.
"Don't do it, please!!" Hermione cried out.
"That's entirely up to you, ha! Kneel and I will keep this silky smooth, little throat untouched!"
Hermione refused, hoping that Bellatrix was bluffing. It was a fool's hope.
"I said kneel! I will do it! Don't you think that just because this throat is so pretty, that I won't do it!" Bellatrix yelled aggressively and pressed the blade harder against Luna's throat, making her stand on her toes to avoid being cut.
Luna cried out softly.
Hermione refused again, going for a last-ditch effort. She cried. She was still hoping that Bellatrix would give up but on the other hand, if Luna got killed because of her, she would never forgive herself.
"You're really testing my patience, mudblood! I don't have much of it left!"
Luna yelped out as Bellatrix pressed on the blade even harder and slashed through Luna's skin, making her bleed. It was too shallow to cause any damage, it was like a scratch but it worked effectively.
Hermione still didn't kneel but gasped loudly, her heart pounding as fast as it could.
"P-please, d-don't hurt me, Madam Lestrange." Luna whimpered, tears coming down her face.
"Ohhh, poor Loony, don't beg me! It's not me doing this! It's your girlfriend! Beg her!" Bellatrix couldn't lose that big smile on her face.
Luna didn't want to do it but she really didn't want to die... Not like this.
"H-Hermione... P-please... She will kill me..." It broke Luna's heart to see Hermione grimace when she said that.
"Tell her to submit, and to kneel!" Bellatrix ordered and put more pressure on the knife, causing another thin stream of blood to go down Luna's body.
"Ow!! It hurts!!" Luna exclaimed, trying to push herself against Bellatrix's body so that the knife wouldn't be cutting into her. "Hermione... P-please f-forgive me..." She whispered to herself, though Bellatrix could hear it.
"P-please kneel, Hermione... S-submit to Madam Lestrange. Otherwise, I die... I don't want to break my father's heart, p-please Hermione..." Luna didn't want to say those words to Hermione in the slightest but she felt like she had no other choice.
Bellatrix's twisted smile widened further.
"O-okay... For you Luna... Just for you." Hermione said softly, feeling devastated as she took a few steps forward and dropped to her knees.
The second that Hermione dropped to her knees, Bellatrix removed the dagger and pushed Luna forward, causing her to fall on all fours and cry out in pain. Immediately after Bellatrix burst out with victorious, maniacal laughter.
Hermione didn't look at Bellatrix, she looked down on her knees. She was disgusted with her.
Bellatrix noticed that there was some of Luna's blood on her hand. "Oh! Look! You've made me messy!"
"I'm... I'm sorry, Madam Lestrange..." Luna said through her sobs while droplets of blood were still falling on the wooden planks.
"Oh, it's okay! I'm so forgiving that I'm gonna let this one go!" She grimaced with a pretentious tone as she licked Luna's blood off her hand. "Hmm... blood traitor's blood... I feel really dirty now, ha!"
"Now what about you? Hmm?!" Bellatrix walked up to Hermione and leaned down over her, then pulled on her hair to make her look up. "Annoying brat!" She slapped Hermione across the face. "Made me work so hard for something that was going to happen anyway!" She slapped her again, harder this time. Hermione gasped both times.
"Now who am I?!" Bellatrix interrogated.
Hermione hesitated. She wanted to rebel. But she knew she would hurt Luna. And she didn't want to put her through more torture than what she already went through. This was for Luna.
"Madam... Lestrange." Hermione said it slowly, hesitantly, and with audible disgust in her tone but it was enough for Bellatrix who let out a loud, raspy cackle.
Hermione looked over at Luna but Luna was curled up into a ball, her face facing the floor. Her body trembled as she cried.
"See how easy it is! And you had to put poor Loony through all that! That's not what a best friend would do!"
Hermione hated that Bellatrix called Luna 'Loony' but there wasn't much she could do about it. She knew Bellatrix was trying to make her feel terrible. But even though she knew it, it still worked.
"I know..." Hermione whispered.
"Well, but who cares about that filthy blood traitor anyway, right?! You should apologize to me! For making my life hard!"
"I'm... I'm sorry... Madam Lestrange." She said just as hesitantly. She was grossed out by her own words.
"Hmmm, no! That's not enough! I think you ought to... hmm..." Bellatrix tapped a finger on her chin and hummed cheerfully for a few seconds." I think you ought to lick my boots, don't you think?!"
"What??" Hermione exclaimed.
"Yes, that's what you'll do! For misbehaving so much!"
Hermione wanted to refuse, every inch of her body wanted to refuse. But then she looked at Luna again and reminded herself why she had to last.
Slowly and unwillingly, she bent down to Bellatrix's extended leg. She was wearing high, black leather boots with heels.
Once she could smell them, she looked back up at Bellatrix who encouraged her with a mischievous nod.
Hermione sighed deeply and grimaced as she slowly stuck out her tongue and the tip touched Bellatrix's boot. She grimaced again with disgust as she felt the weird texture of leather on her tongue, the taste was oddly bitter. Her boots also weren't exactly clean and she could feel dirt accumulating on her tongue as she did longer strokes.
Bellatrix was watching her attentively with raised eyebrows, ready to yell at her for any mishap. Hermione moaned in disgust a few times but that amused Bellatrix more than anything.
Though the leather didn't taste pleasant at all, nothing could disgust her as much as the thing she was performing and worse... for whom she was doing it. That was the worst part by far.
Bellatrix switched up the legs and Hermione continued licking the other boot, surprisingly obediently.
...
"Okay, stop now!" Bellatrix took a step back, and Hermione sprang back up, sitting on her knees.
"Wow! It seems to come naturally to you!" Bellatrix chuckled ominously.
It doesn't. I just care about Luna more than you ever cared about anyone. Hermione thought to herself.
"How did it taste?? Tell me!" Bellatrix leaned down again and grabbed Hermione's chin.
"Awful."
Within a second, a rough slap landed on Hermione's cheek, making her gasp loudly.
"Wrong! Anything and everything I give you tastes divine, understand?!"
"Yes, Madam Lestrange..." Hermione had to force herself to say those words.
"Hmm... I think we need to do something about that attitude of yours." Bellatrix let go of Hermione and walked a circle around her. "You might be submitting to me, you might be saying what I want to hear... But the faces you make, and the repulsion in your tone... That's not what I want to hear or see, dirty mudblood!"
Hermione didn't say anything.
"You only do these things to save your sweet girlfriend Luna but I'll make you eager to serve me, Trust me on that, deary!"
Hermione doubted Bellatrix's words. Yes, she could threaten Luna to force her to do stuff but she couldn't imagine how would Bellatrix force her to do the stuff eagerly, with joy.
"You've submitted, now I'll truly put you in your place. Stand up, mudblood!" Bellatrix ordered sharply and Hermione unenthusiastically obeyed.
Bellatrix took a step back and swiftly removed her corset, and shortly after, her entire dress fell off down to her ankles. She wasn't wearing any underwear underneath. Bellatrix had a bush but it was trimmed.
Hermione, shocked by the sight, gasped and turned her eyes to the ceiling.
Luna, hearing the weight of the dress falling to the floor, looked up for the first time. Her tears were nearly gone, though her eyes were still red. She was looking at Bellatrix from behind, so all she saw was her butt. And the fresh, raw, ugly-looking wounds on her back. She gasped at the sight of them but Bellatrix didn't hear it.
"Look at me!" Bellatrix snapped.
Hermione hesitantly looked back down, she found Bellatrix repulsive and her expression mirrored that.
"Do you like what you see?" Bellatrix asked teasingly.
Hermione's real answer was obvious to both of them.
"Y-yes..." Hermione wasn't honest nor did she sound like it.
"You don't sound very joyful, mudblood!" Bellatrix yelled. "Maybe you need to see it up close!" Bellatrix walked closer, grabbing Hermione's hair, temporarily pushing her back to a kneeling position, and pressing her against her crotch.
Hermione moaned in disgust and pushed on Bellatrix's thighs with her hands to get away.
"S-to- st-p!!!" Hermione's words were muffled through Bellatrix's skin and pubic hair.
"HA!" Bellatrix pushed Hermione away harshly. "I knew you were just pretending! Little stuck-up bitch! But I'll teach you a proper lesson now!"
Bellatrix took a step away again and pulled out her wand, aiming it at her crotch.
"Crescere Erectio!" Another spell Hermione never heard in her life. And soon she would know why.
Out of thin air, small purple glowing clusters or strange particles started appearing around Bellatrix's crotch.
Hermione was confused but for a little moment, those glowing purple particles even looked mesmerizing.
Her amazement would soon fade though.
The particles were slowly molding themselves into something. Bellatrix's grin was only widening, showing her rotten teeth, as the glowing clusters were taking up their shape.
Luna couldn't see what was happening very well but just hearing Bellatrix say those words and seeing the purple glow, she was well aware of the kind of spell it was.
Hermione grimaced and gasped as the particles finally stopped moving and remained in a long, thick, phallic shape. She couldn't help it but it still looked mesmerizing. She realized what that thing was for, but it just looked so enchanting and beautiful.
The colors were various shades of purple and pink, there was even a hint of blue. It was translucent but had visible edges to create the full shape. There were still glowing particles flying around and through the penis, though there was now significantly less of them. The remaining particles mostly turned into see-through streaks, lines, and thin waves that ran through the inside of the magical strapon. It also emitted a strangely pleasant smell, like several types of flowers combined. Hermione could smell roses, lavender, jasmine, lilac... The base of the phallus was wide enough that it covered most of Bellatrix's vagina and her bush.
Hermione still hated the idea of where this was going but she imagined it would look and smell way worse.
"Ohh... This thing works wonders! I'm so proud of this spell!" Bellatrix moaned with pleasure and exclaimed excitedly.
Hermione frowned with confusion because basically nothing happened yet, and Bellatrix already let out a moan.
Bellatrix, to Hermione's surprise, grabbed the penis and started stroking it. Even though it made sense, the translucency of the penis made Hermione think it wouldn't be graspable. And what's more, when Bellatrix let go of it, it left some strange, glowing, slimy residue on her hand.
"I know it looks amazing, sweetie, but I didn't conjure it for looking! Bend over the bed, NOW!" Bellatrix's body was heating up as she snapped at Hermione aggressively.
Hermione was too slow to obey the command and because of that, Bellatrix harshly helped her fulfill the order by grabbing her by the neck from behind and pushing her onto the mattress.
Hermione could now feel the thing rubbing against her inner thigh. It felt slimy and gross. Definitely less appealing than the sight and smell of it.
"Ew!" Hermione exclaimed as she could feel the slime sliding down her leg.
Bellatrix only cackled as a response. "Hey, you! Stop lying there like a useless clump of rags and come here! I want you to look!" She yelled at Luna who obediently, immediately stood up and walked over to see the whole scene unveiling. Luna's face almost turned back to normal colors. She usually recovered well and quickly after crying.
Luna couldn't stop glancing at Bellatrix's back but she was subtle enough that Bellatrix didn't notice or at least didn't comment on her staring.
Hermione blushed, though neither Luna nor Bellatrix could see it. She barely got over the embarrassment of Luna seeing her naked and now she also got to see her in an extremely vulnerable position.
As the reality was setting in, Hermione began to tear up anew.
"P-please don't do it." She whimpered.
"Oh, now you're scared!" Bellatrix laughed. "You were probably hoping that Weasley's boy would shag you first, right? HA!"
Hermione's face turned even redder but Bellatrix wasn't wrong. She was hoping that Ron would be her first. In a warm bed. Maybe with some soft melody, gentle kisses, and cuddles. In the candlelight.
She would never think it would be her, bent over a dirty mattress, in a dirty room, in a dirty manor, with a magically made-up penis, forced, coerced, raped by one of the most despicable witches in history. Her crying intensified at the thought.
"I know I'm right! I'm always right! But no, it's gonna be me! It's hard to defile a mudblood! They are already so filthy! But I'll do my best, heheheh!" Bellatrix's tone was increasingly more mocking and high-pitched.
"I'm begging you, please don't do it..."
"Oh, come on now... I thought we were friends..." Bellatrix pretended to be sad. "A friend like you would already know that begging me not to do something only makes me want to do it more! HA!"
Bellatrix shuffled herself between Hermione's legs, spreading them. Hermione cried out just after feeling the tip of the penis brushing against her intimate parts.
"Uuuh, sensitive??" Bellatrix brushed the cock against Hermione's pussy several times.
"Oh no, oh no, oh no..." Hermione whimpered repeatedly as she could feel the very tip of the penis make its way into her.
Bellatrix grabbed Hermione's hips.
Luna felt extremely awful.
"Please don-" Hermione never finished that sentence.
As Bellatrix's hands tightened their grip on Hermione's hips, she thrust, as hard as she could, deep into Hermione's pussy.
The enchanted slime that covered the whole penis was better than any lubricant. It slid into Hermione almost effortlessly despite its size and despite Hermione's tight, virgin pussy.
What came out of Hermione's mouth instead was an intense scream. It was incredibly painful and she felt like she was on fire down there. Bellatrix laughed simultaneously with her screams. After the first thrust, Bellatrix let her cock rest deep inside Hermione for a few seconds but soon after, Bellatrix began skillfully thrusting back and forth.
Hermione screamed and cried endlessly. She thought that she would feel at least some pleasure. She knew she wouldn't like it. Quite the opposite, she knew she would hate it. She knew it would hurt. But at the same time, she knew how her body worked, she wasn't stupid despite the fact she never had sex before. And because of that she expected that her body would enjoy it to some extent. But it didn't. She didn't.
It was Bellatrix who was screaming with pleasure and excitement. The harder she fucked, the louder she was.
"Oh yes... oh yes... Oh my god! Maybe I should tell you something about this cock of mine, little mudblood! Ohhh!"
Luna already knew what Bellatrix was going to tell Hermione. She heard the exact same, cruel words a few months ago. And in some ways, Bellatrix reminded her of those words many times later.
"Do you really think, I would fuck you, give you pleasure, and leave myself robbed of my own pleasure, huh?!" The pitch of Bellatrix's voice was all over the place as she kept moaning through her words. "No, I won't be giving you any pleasure! You don't deserve it! The harder I fuck, the more stimulation it gives me! So it only makes sense that I fuck you as hard as I can! HA!"
Hermione didn't respond. She was too overwhelmed but she heard Bellatrix's words.
Bellatrix continued thrusting, putting all her strength into her hips. There were no words spoken but it was hardly quiet in the room, quite the opposite. Bellatrix was making all sorts of sounds. Her thighs were clapping against Hermione's thighs and butt. Hermione's sobs and cries were almost as intense as Bellatrix's moans and cackles.
"And.. oh! ohhhh! And... you're probably wondering... Why is it burning so much down there?? Oh, poor little thing is getting hurt and doesn't know why, poor mudblood, It shouldn't burn but it does! I told you that you aren't getting any pleasure without deserving it! So this is the only sensation you'll be feeling from this cock unless I graciously decide to give it a different sensation! Understand?!" Bellatrix didn't expect an answer and she didn't get one. Hermione, though still present with her senses, was able to listen to Bellatrix's words but wasn't able to talk much. The only sounds she was able to produce were cries, whimpers, and painful moans.
Bellatrix's body was glowing with sweat, streams of it were going down her hot body. Her moans and groans were getting increasingly more wild.
Eventually, Bellatrix fell over on Hermione's back, pushing her deeper into the mattress. She was still thrusting but she couldn't do so as fast from this position. Their sweaty, sticky bodies were becoming one, pressed against each other.
Bellatrix whispered into Hermione's ear. "You're also probably wondering... What will happen when you orgasm, hmm?? Surely that must feel good, right?! Oh my... I'm getting so close, I'm enjoying this so much, hahaha!" Bellatrix laughed again. "Where was I? Oh yes... You will feel that orgasm, oh yes... But that's all. You will feel it coming, you will feel it once it happens but that's it! No pleasure! Just knowing that you orgasmed. It won't even feel like one! And this beautiful thing between my legs ties our orgasms together, so you will only orgasm when I do, it connects our bodies! And every time you orgasm, it fills me with more energy and drains you of the remainder of yours! So, if I decided to do so... I could keep fucking you without stopping, cumming over and over again until there would be not an ounce of energy left to drain from you!" This time, Bellatrix let out a really intense, raspy cackle, even for her standards.
Hermione couldn't protest, couldn't say a word, she couldn't even grab and squeeze something to ease the pain, the mattress was too thick to grab onto.
Bellatrix stood back up soon after and continued fucking Hermione in the same fashion as before, just as hard and fast.
Luna struggled to keep her eyes on Hermione and Bellatrix but she knew that if she looked away and Bellatrix noticed, she might get punished.
"Oh my god! Oh my god! Dark Lord help me!! Oh yes, ohh yess!! oh yesss!!! oh my god!!! Yes!!! yes!!! Take it you smug, filthy mudblood, take it!!! Oh yesssss, oh my godddd!!!" Bellatrix fell over on Hermione's back again with a satisfied smile. This time she stopped thrusting. Her whole body was shaking from the orgasm. Hermione's body was also shaking, for many different reasons. Pleasure wasn't one of them.
"Oh, that felt amazing!" Bellatrix panted, exhausted.
Bellatrix didn't pull out her cock yet. She waited, taking deep breaths...
"I don't think..." Bellatrix suddenly pushed Hermione's legs on top of the bed, making her stand up on her hands and knees. She barely held on. "I don't think I'm done with you yet... Wait for it." Bellatrix smiled devilishly. Only Luna could see that smile and now she thought that she had to have that exact same smile every time she was raping her. It was disturbing to see it from a third-person view.
Suddenly, a huge influx of purple glowing particles invaded the area between Bellatrix's and Hermione's pussy. The particles were flying around aggressively in circles around their genitals and around the magical penis.
Both Bellatrix and Hermione started screaming at the same time.
Hermione lowered her head onto the mattress as she screamed from exhaustion. She had a terrible headache.
Bellatrix on the other hand, arched her back and let out an intense, long scream of pleasure.
"Oh, wow! My energy's back!" Bellatrix sighed with relief and laughed. "Ready for round two, sweetheart?! Oh, wait, I don't care! HAHA!" Bellatrix's thrusting didn't have any build-up from slow to fast. She immediately began fucking Hermione as fast as she could because it meant pleasure for herself.
Hermione already had a headache but she could physically feel the energy leaving her after the orgasm, She was never drugged but this is what she imagined it would feel like. It also felt like she was hit in the head with a hammer several times over. She was barely conscious.
Luna honestly hoped that Hermione would fall unconscious. It happened to her several times when Bellatrix was extra horny. And it was always a better experience after the fact because she usually didn't remember most of it.
"Hey, filthy blood traitor!" Bellatrix's body was now dripping with sweat. "Stop standing there all useless and help out your best friend! Give her something to hold on to!"
Luna knew that Bellatrix didn't order her to do that to help out Hermione, she wanted to embarrass Hermione even further.
Nonetheless, Luna didn't hesitate and walked around the bed and sat down on the edge next to where Hermione's head and hands were. She reached out for one of Hermione's hands and offered to hold it. She expected Hermione to be too prideful to accept it but to Luna's surprise, once she could feel Luna's touch, Hermione tightly gripped Luna's hand and held it relentlessly.
Several more minutes of Bellatrix's merciless fucking ensued.
It felt like an eternity for Hermione, and honestly for Luna as well. Hermione was now too tired to even cry or moan, she just whimpered wearily. Only her grip on Luna's hand was still strong. So strong that Luna's hand was hurting but she didn't complain. She appreciated that Hermione was trusting her enough to hold her hand in such a terrible situation.
"Oh yes!!! Oh yes!!! yes!!! yesss!!! oh my goooddd!!! This feels unreal!!! I wish you could feel the same, my little mudblood pet!" Bellatrix mocked Hermione through her moans. "Oh my god, oh my god! I can feel the tightness of your pussy through this amazing cock!!! It feels so good, it feels sooo nicee!!! Oh my god, I'm cumming!!! Oh, my godd!!! Oh... ohhh... ohh... wow." Bellatrix panted heavily, taking deep breaths, just like after the first orgasm.
Once again she kept herself deep inside Hermione's insides and Luna who was watching it attentively was expecting another energy transfer. She was sure that another one would put Hermione to sleep. But to her surprise, Bellatrix pulled out entirely and stood up.
"I think... Ugh... I think I'll play nice today and leave you some bits of energy, you may yet need it, heheh." Bellatrix wiped her sweaty forehead, brushing off some strands of her black, curly hair.
Bellatrix grabbed her wand that she kept on the edge of the bed, she herself was surprised to find it there, expecting that it would've rolled off.
"Exsicco!" Bellatrix waved the wand at herself and her glowing, sweaty body suddenly turned clean and dry.
"Oh, that feels so good!" She exclaimed happily.
"Come here, Loony! Dress me up!" Bellatrix pointed at her black dress and corset which were still on the floor
Luna wanted to stand up immediately but was stopped by Hermione's still-firm grip. She wanted to pull away but was unable to.
"Umm... Madam Lestrange... She doesn't want to let me go." She said with a sorrowful tone.
Bellatrix made one step closer to the bed and slapped Hermione harshly across the butt. Hermione didn't even make a sound with how exhausted she was but she did let go of Luna's hand.
Luna didn't want to leave Hermione, but she felt like she was going to be alone with her soon enough, and disobeying Bellatrix would be a very unwise decision. So once she was free she immediately walked up to Bellatrix and started dressing her up. Luckily her dress wasn't too complicated to put on, and Luna was already skilled in this. Soon her dress was on and the corset was in its place soon after, precisely tightened just as Bellatrix taught her.
"Good. But don't think I'm letting you off the hook! I told you earlier that you'll get punished for not preparing this mudblood well enough! But I won't do it now. Just so I don't forget, remind me of your punishment next time I'm here!" Bellatrix loved telling Luna to remind her, of her own punishments. It felt extra degrading.
"Yes, Madam Lestrange, I will..."
"Oh, I almost forgot..." Bellatrix waved her hand at Luna's throat and the scratch that was there a second ago, caused by Bellatrix's dagger, was now gone. Only the blood remained.
"Thank you so much, Madam Lestrange..."
"Well now..." Bellatrix smiled. "Your next task will be taking care of that disgusting mess on the mattress." Bellatrix walked over and rolled Hermione's limp body over, handling her motionless limbs. She's dirty and not trimmed at all! Not down here and not anywhere else! Just look at her legs and arms! Filthy! You will shave her everywhere and clean her up! So that she's prepared for me next time I want her." Bellatrix waved her wand and a very simple, basic razor appeared in her other hand and she put it down on the mattress. "You're allowed to use as much water as you want to clean and shave her... But you are not allowed to clean yourself! Understood?! You can only clean that filthy blood, but that's it! Oh, and also clean those blood stains of yours on the floor! You made a whole lot of mess, lady!" She snapped aggressively with her last words.
"I understand, Madam Lestrange... But what if Hermione refuses to get shaved by me... What if she will fight me?" Luna asked, a bit worried.
"Hmm... Then I love a good catfight between two pathetic sluts!" Bellatrix exclaimed and cackled.
"No more questions. I know you are dumb, but you should be able to figure this out yourself! I let you shave yourself many times, I'm sure you can manage it." She brushed off any potential questions Luna might yet have.
Bellatrix looked around briefly to make sure everything was in order and then swiftly made her way to the order, opened it, and closed it behind herself just as fast.
Luna let out a deep sigh of both worry and relief. She looked over at Hermione who was lying on the mattress, now not entirely motionless but barely moving, softly whimpering. She could tell she was about to cry.
Walking over to the bucket of endless water, she grabbed it and slowly made her way to one edge of the bed where Bellatrix left the razor and picked it up while leaving the bucket on the floor next to the bed. After that, she sat down next to Hermione's legs and with her free hand started softly caressing one of her thighs.
"I'm really, very sorry, Hermione... I didn't want this to happen to you..."
When Hermione was in a better condition, she was able to accept Luna's monotone, dreamy, soft, silky smooth voice even in such dire situations but right now, she felt like Luna was just mocking her with her calmness.
"Leave me alone." Hermione's voice cracked as she was gaining just enough energy to start crying again.
"I can't, Hermione... I know you're angry at me. I'm angry at myself too... But I need to clean you up and shave you or Madam Lestrange will be very angry... At you and especially me... Please let me."
Instead of a response, Hermione just started crying. Luna waited a minute or two before grabbing the white cloth hanging over the edge of the bucket and then she started slowly and very gently cleaning Hermione's legs with it. Once Luna realized Hermione wasn't going to start kicking her in retaliation, she started to clean her more thoroughly.
Hermione ignored Luna's actions for the most part. She let herself be rolled over, she let her limbs be maneuvered so that Luna could clean her. But she didn't really care. At least Luna was a gentle soul, that was the only positive thing. The cloth she was cleaning her with wasn't exactly soft or pleasant but Luna made it work like an angel.
With Luna's slow pace, it took quite a long time but at last, Luna considered Hermione clean.
"Now I'll shave you, okay? I'll do my best not to cut you, but you mustn't move too much. Afterward, I'll clean you again. Does that sound okay?"
Hermione simply nodded. In the meantime, she calmed herself a little bit but tears were still cascading down her cheeks.
Hermione felt the occasional pinch or scratch here and there but no real cuts. Luna started with the legs and made her way up. She felt extremely embarrassed when Luna was shaving her butt and genital area but didn't mention it in words. It helped that Luna stayed silent through most of the process, only sometimes asking if Hermione was feeling okay, especially after she felt like she pinched her.
It took about an hour longer before Luna was done with Hermione's armpits and arms and then also with the whole second cleaning.
"There... that's it. Everything's good now, you see?" Luna said softly as she cleaned up the last inch of Hermione's body for the second time.
"No, Luna... Nothing's good... And I can't stand you, pretending that there's anything good in here at all..." Hermione sobbed.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you. I will take care of you now, okay? I'll make it up to you."
Hermione didn't respond but didn't need to. Luna started stroking Hermione's messy hair attentively. It felt very pleasant and calming. Luna also moved on stroking her cheeks and thighs.
"I don't know if everything will be okay, Hermione... I wish someone could tell me... But I simply don't know. I know it's hard to do, and I know you hate me for saying it but... Please, try to obey Madam Lestrange as much as possible... It might make both of your lives just a little bit easier... I think... I hope..."
Hermione frowned, not specifically at Luna but Luna still took it personally.
"I know, you're upset at me again. I deserve it. I'm really rather terrible... I wish I had as much bravery in me as you. I'll make it up to you, I swear."
Hermione, who wasn't crying anymore, just softly sobbing, wasn't sure what Luna's words meant. She thought she was already making it up to her by cuddling her and stroking her hair.
Luna whispered into Hermione's ear. "I'll make it up to you." And immediately after, Luna landed a soft, gentle kiss on Hermione's shoulder.
And continued kissing.
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