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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

Bellatix/Hermione

Rating: M

Disclaimer: JK owns

Summary: Battle of Hogwarts. Bellatrix gets what she wants and Hermione confronts her new enemies for the first time

The battle was in full swing, Hogwarts was in serious disarray. Hermione had been given a Death Eater cloak and mask to hide her identity. She was now fully trained and VERY lethal. Many Aurors have already gone down at her hand. She'd made me promise that nothing would happen to Tonks, my niece. All other members made an oath to not harm her either. Lupin on the other hand, Hermione didn't care what happened to him, seeing as he also was one who tried to use Hermione against us.

Almost two hours into battle, The Dark Lord called all Death Eaters except Hermione and I back. We were to remain hidden and await further instruction. We headed carefully up to the dormitories and for some reason, Hermione chose the Head Girl's room to hide in. Warding the doors, we shed our masks and robes and sat to regain our strength. We sat quietly for a few moments before Hermione spoke.

"I wanted so badly to be Head Girl this year. I deserved it! But no. Instead Lavender Brown was named and I was dragged off for a stupid 'mission.' This all should have been mine!" she said, standing up and whipping out her wand.

"This desk," BLAST, "these dressers," BLAST, "the chairs," and I moved as she blasted both chairs, watching her with a bemused smile.

Hermione then dropped her wand and began to shed her clothes, my eyes widened. Standing fully naked, she looked at me with dark and hungry eyes and began backing up to the bed, sliding onto it. Once she was fully on it, resting on her elbows, right knee bent, she watched me.

"And this bed," she began seductively, fingers stroking the covers, "should have also been mine."

Not needing another invitation, I quickly divested myself of my clothes and sauntered towards the enticing dark young witch, crawling onto the bottom of the bed, inching up her body, our skin brushing. Once I fully covered her, I kissed her softly and said, "If it's Head Girl you want, then Head Girl you shall be for the next school year."

Grinning, Hermione kissed me, this time it was hard. Groaning, I pressed into her, relishing in the feel our skin touching. Mine. She was all mine now. Angling just right, I could feel just how wet she was and it made me burn with deep desire. Wiggling softly, Hermione growled, hands scratching down my back, surely leaving marks but I did not care.

I was nibbling her neck when she groaned out, "take me Bella, claim the last of my innocence for yourself."

Pulling from her neck, I began trailing my fingers down to her hot core when she grabbed my hand, stopping me. I was confused.

"Not with your hand," she starts," I want something else."

Hermione then summons her wand, sliding it between us and touching my clit with it and whispering something I didn't quite catch. But I knew what the spell did, it transformed my clit into, from what I could tell, a very lengthy and thick member. It certainly felt different but in a good way. Placing her wand on the stand, she said, "I want you to use that, really claim me."

Nodding, I kissed her once more and sat up on my knees and looked down, examining my new feature. It was rather impressive. Looked to be about eight and a half to nine inches long, the width almost two inches thick. And it was pulsing a serious throb so I curiously touched it, feeling how hard it was. Hermione groaned, eyes fixed on it, obviously pleased with her work. Reaching out, she brushed her fingers over it and I couldn't help the twitch that occured. Hermione gutterly groaned out, "Now Bella! Please!"

How could I refuse when she looked so beautiful begging me to fuck her senseless. Grabbing hold of her hips, I lifted her slightly, pushing close to her, the heat from her core making my cock twitch excitedly. Was weird to think that I had one, even if only for a while. Feeling Hermione wiggle under me reminded me that she was waiting for me to fully make her mine. Positioning myself, I slid in, finding her barrier and knew that that weasel hadn't laid his dirty hands on her. I kissed Hermione as I broke through her innocence, muffling her groan of pain. I stilled myself for a moment until I received Hermione's okay to continue. Soon, I was moving, slowly at first, building up a steady thrust, pure ecstacy on both our faces. I couldn't believe how great this felt, being inside someone this way. Seems Hermione was definitely enjoying it, what with her short breathy moans and sensuous thrusting of her hips, nails raking my back. Grinning, I changed our position, placing her on top. Looking up at her, I felt myself harden even further, causing my dark dove to groan sexily. Placing her hands on the headboard, she looked at me as she began to move again, picking up where we left off. I trailed my hands to her hips, guiding her. Not too long afterwards, I felt Hermione's walls start to clench and I knew she was close, so I began thrusting up harder to catch up and it did not take long. Screaming our release, we clung to each other. She was bound to me and I to her. Forever.

Collapsing against me, Hermione nuzzled my breasts, hands trailing my skin, her touch soothing. I rubbed her back and I felt myself soften but Hermione never moved off of me and I didn't complain. We soon fell into a slumber of sorts, relaxing.

Sometime later, we heard the Dark Lord's voice through the castle, saying they had one hour to deliver Potter.

Taking that as our cue, we stood and began to dress ourselves, fixing our hair the best we could. We'd just slipped our high heeled black boots back on when we heard a thud. Quick as lightning, Hermione had her wand out and was searching the room. Wasn't long before she found the young girl in the closet. She looked to be Hermione's age. After Hermione sat the girl on a stool, she bound her limbs. Just from looking at her she seemed annoying.

"Who is she?" I asked.

"Lavender Brown," Hermione said," resident whore of Gryffindor house."

"I'm the whore?" Lavender shrieked, "I'm not the one who just hopped into bed and fucked a Death Eater, Granger."

"You watched?" I said, grinning darkly.

"Well she's the only person I've ever been with," Hermione said, narrowing her eyes at the annoying brat.

"You're a traitor Granger," Lavender spat out.

"Well I've heard enough," I lazily drawled, casting a silencing charm on the twit.

"Oh thank you Bella," Hermione said, sighing gratefully.

"What should we do with her?" I asked, thoughtfully tapping my wand against her head.

"Use her against them of course," Hermione said gleefully.

I grinned in response.

"We'll wait till we hear from Him," I said.

Hermione nodded and we sat on the bed, waiting patiently with a very unhappy Lavender Brown.

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Two hours later, our Lord spoke to just us, saying Potter was dead and to go to the entrance courtyard. Standing, we each grabbed hold of Lavender's arms and left the room, taking passageways to our destination to avoid the others until it was necessarry.

Reaching the entrance courtyard, we stayed in the shadows, watching people file out of the school, kicking debris. We still remained hidden in the shadows, waiting for Him and the others. We didn't wait for long. He came gliding along, Nagini by his side, Death Eaters and that half giant, who seemed to be carrying the body of Potter were behind him. Our Lord knew of our location and a small shake of the head said we were to stay hidden for now. Lavender tried moving and talking but was unsucessful. The small jerky movements she could make soon got to Hermione who elbowed the brat in the ribs, effectively stopping her.

Turning back to the scene in front of us, we heard Longbottom speaking about how dumb this war was and that targeting muggleborns was low and bla bla bla.

A sudden CRACK! sounded and we all gasped, with the exception of Lavender. Potter was standing beside Longbottom, wand pointed at our Lord, whom did not seem happy but looked unsurprised.

"Did you finish Hermione off, Tom?" Harry spat.

"Well why would I do that, Harry?" Voldemort responded, calmly.

"Because she was a muggleborn," Weasely shouted.

"Expecting me to kill her to hide what you didn't want people to know boys?" Voldemort cackled lowly and I saw Hermione grin.

"Whatever do you mean, Tom?" Harry called, his face obviously giving way to the fact that he did indeed know. A look to us was our cue and we summonded Death Eater robes, placing them on Lavender, along with a mask. Doning our own masks, we shoved Lavender out into the open, Hermione viciously kicking her when she tried to stop walking.

Once we were by our Lord, we looked around at everyone. Reading their faces, they all assumed that Lavender was Hermione. Laughing, I shoved the girl to her knees and removed my mask. Hermione kept hers on. Weasely shouted, "Let her go!"

"Why?" I asked," so you can destroy the evidence yourselves?"

Many whispers were soon spreading.

"What are you talking about?" someone shouted.

"It appears that Hermione is really Cimarra Rose Slytherin. The Order had her hidden away years ago to stop her reaching her destiny. They hoped to use her against my followers and I. Too bad, we got to her anyways," Voldemort said, smirking.

The silence spoke volumes. Hermione bent and picked up Lavender, roughly shoving her to the Light. The Order raced to her, anxious to have their weapon back. Too bad when they discovered it was Lavender.

"What the hell is this?" Molly Weasely shouted.

"Like I said," Voldemort started," we got to Hermione in time."

Waving my wand, all my memories were displayed, showing everything from my ecounter with Hermione in the tent to the passionate love we made a mere few hours before.

"This is a trick," Shacklebolt declared.

" 'fraid not Kingsley" Hermione said and removed her mask. Gasps were heard everywhere.

"You took me from my family and hoped to use me for your own purpose. I can't tolerate that. All who were in on it shall perish by my wand," she said, glaring at all.

Giggling, I stood behind her, kissing her neck as she leaned against me.

"You traitorous cunt!" the youngest Weasely yelled.

She was the first to go.

"Not my daughter you bitch!" Molly shouted, raising her wand to Hermione whom looked less than impressed. Molly seemed infurriated by Hermione's lack of care.

"Yes, we took you from your family, killed your parents. But all treasures and properties became sealed up so tight not even the Minister of Magic could get to it. We were going to use you against them so that maybe Harry could live," Molly spat, hoping to piss off Hermione. It worked.

"My past ten years have all been a lie thanks to you people! Did you think it was right to risk my life for HIM!? " she shouted, pointing her wand at Harry.

"We did, yes," Molly started, grinning like she had the upper hand," better to take the life of someone destined for darkness than someone as pure as Harry."

"Pure? Potter is not fucking pure! He's a half-blood! I'm fucking pure you demented red headed cow! This here is all happening because of what you fuckheads did! There is no dark or light. It's power. Power you all apparantly wanted. Well guess what, it's mine and you'll never get your filthy hands on it," Hermione finished, smirking mockingly.

Angered, Molly threw the killing curse at Hermione who easily deflected it, sending it straight to Molly who didn't even realize it'd struck her till it was too late.

"Two down, who's next?" Hermione rethorically asked.

Harry yelled, drawing our attention back him. God, what a drama queen.

"Thought you were my friend Hermione," he said pleadingly.

"Friend? Please, you used me, just like the others. You're no friend of mine you manipulative bastard," Hermione growled out and that made me realize that we never reversed that spell. Not resisting the a chance to further torment Potter and Weasely, I walked up behind Hermione again, wrapped my arms around her waist and pressed my erection against her ass. Hermione couldn't surpress the groan that left her lips, which was exactly what I wanted. I grinned and looked at everyone, focusing more on Potter and Weasely.

"That's right. She's mine and responds everytime I touch her. She fully gave herself to me, riding my cock hard, screaming my name. How does that make you feel?" I taunted.

"You're sick and twisted Lestrange," Shacklebolt said.

"It's Black now. Seems I've been widowed. And maybe I am but Hermione loves it, don't you," I said grinning, rolling my hips against her again.

"Yesss," she growled out.

"Enough! This all ends now!" Potter shouted and began casting curses.

Hermione and I gleefully jumped into the fight. It was total chaos. Almost an hour later, Potter and the Dark Lord were caught in a vicious battle. We had everyone on the Light side who wasn't dead, bound and stunned. Just when we thought Potter was going to be finished off, the unthinkable happened. Potter cast seven killing curses, the very last one striking Voldemort. Her fell to the ground, eyes facing us.

"Noooo!" I shouted, racing towards Him. Potter vanished, taking Weasel with him. "I'm going to kill him!" I stood up to follow him but Hermione stopped me.

"Let him go for now Bella. We'll get him eventually. Look at the positives. We have Hogwarts. The Ministry. And now the Order. Remember His will Bella? We have everything we are ever going to need. An army that we going to expand. We WILL get him," Hermione said soothingly to me.

Nodding stiffly, I turned to the Death Eaters and captured students and factulty and Order members. Waving my wand, I un-stunned them. I wanted their full attention.

"By decree of our Lord, he has left Ms. Slytherin and I in charge. You now work for us," I shouted authoritively. "Hogwarts, Order members and Aurors. You see what happened? They wanted to use an innocent young girl to save their own skin. They were willing to sacrifice you all in the process. They left you here. They do not care bout you. I do however. If you submit to us, I promise that no harm will ever come to you again. You can have your revenge on them and all who were willing to sacrifice your lives for the sake of their own. What do you choose? Do you want to die today or live safe and free under our rule?"

All knelt, Death Eaters, Aurors, students, faculty. All except Hermione who took my hand instead and whispered, "Marry me, my dark angel?"

AN: ah. chapter 6. *wipes sweat off of brow* finally. longest chapter yet i think. i hope you all like it :) what'd you think of the twist i did there? i had sooo much fun writing this chapter. i wont post again till monday at the latest. hope you all have a great weekend! and as always, thank you for reading!
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