Part 53

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After a very pleasant dinner which even the dark lord's presence couldn't ruin this time, the young couple went straight to bed, soon falling asleep in each other's arms.

To her astonishment, Hermione woke up early the next morning and decided to surprise Draco with breakfast in bed. So, after going to the bathroom to pee and puke, she quietly sneaked downstairs to kindly ask one of the house elves for the meal as they would feel insulted if she made it herself.

Seeing Kreacher there between the other elves, she greeted him friendly to which he bowed and acknowledged her presence. To himself he muttered something about his poor Mistress turning in her grave if she found out he had to be kind to the m... He couldn't pronounce more than the first letter of the word mudblood due to Harry's orders and grunted angrily.

The other house elves scolded him.

"Kreacher should be a lot kinder to the young Mistress. She's our young master's new wife and is very kind to us lower beings."

Hermione sighed.

"For the thousandth time. You are not lower beings. In fact, you are so superior to us wizards considering what your very own magic is capable of. If only you would accept your superiority and rebel against the slavery you live in."

As usual the little creatures simply waved her off. But they very eagerly started to prepare the very kindly demanded things for her breakfast and promised to have them upstairs in no time.

"Thank you. You're all very kind and very hard working."

With those words she left and walked through the long corridor and up the stairs towards hers and Draco's bedroom when she heard a dangerous gnarl behind her and whirled around, reaching for her wand. It was just then that she noticed she hadn't brought it and left it on the nightstand instead.

"Shit!" She hissed and slowly backed away when Fenrir Greyback was threateningly approaching her.

"Where are you going, bitch." He growled and quickened his steps until he had caught up with her. His foul breath almost made her puke again and she tried to escape, but he grabbed her upper arms and pinned her against the wall.

"Where do you think you're going, mudblood?" He grunted.

"Let go of me!" Hermione tried to stay calm but her voice was high pitched and her body was trembling.

"You can't hide your fear, I can smell it."

Even when he spoke normally, his voice sounded like an animal's.

"Please!" The girl begged which made him laugh.

"Oh I am sure you will please me several times." He cackled. "It's been some time since I last had such a young girl to..."

"Please don't!" Hermione cried and tried to push him away but that only seemed to edge him on and he held her wrists with one clawed hand above her head , while the other callously grabbed one of her breasts, making her cry out in pain.

He just snorted and licked along her neck and her cheek, his teeth gracing her skin, his smell causing her to hold her breath.

Just as he was starting to rip her shirt with his sharp nails, they heard a female voice shouting.

"Crucio!"

Within the split of a second the werewolf let go of Hermione and fell to the ground, writhing in agonising pain.

"You forgot your lessons, I think." Bella said snidely. "Imperio. You know what to do. Go to the dungeon and punish yourself, cur!"

Her eyes now fell onto the crying girl who had sunk to the floor, her back against the wall, her arms hugging her knees. She was shaking violently and sobbing so heavily that Bellatrix' heart cringed for her. So she crouched down in front of her and pulled her into her arms, not even thinking of the young woman's blood status, as she pressed her head against her chest and gently stroked her head.

"It's okay, you're safe now. Come, I'll bring you back to your room. What were you doing out here without a wand anyway?"

With a trembling voice, Hermione told her about the breakfast and the older witch shook her head.

"The dark lord guaranteed your safety. How was I to explain if anything happened to you? Now look at you. Draco will have a heart attack if he sees you like that. Let's go to my room and clean you up a bit first."

"Th-thank y-you!" The pregnant woman stammered, one hand protectively on her stomach.

Bellatrix noticed and asked her carefully.

"Are you alright? I hope he didn't hurt you or the baby. Don't give me that look, I am just following orders." She spat and made Hermione wince. "Sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel worse. But I need an answer. Are you hurting?"

The young witch shook her head.

"I just thought about what he could have done to me and the baby and that made me... oh God..." She pushed Bella away and rushed into the older woman's bathroom, instantly throwing up into the toilet. After what seemed like an eternity of dry heaving, because her stomach was already empty, she finally could stop and rolled herself into a ball, panting heavily. That scared the older witch and she called for one of the house elves to go and get Draco.

"Tell him what happened and send him here." She ordered coldly, when Hermione interjected.

"No, please don't. I'll tell him once I calmed down. But if he finds out like that, he'll do something stupid."

Bella sighed but agreed.

"Fine, you can go. But wake him already and tell him to come to my room. Just inform him that his wife is already here and that there are some things to talk about, considering today's events."

The elf bowed deeply and disappeared.

Bellatrix sighed for what felt to her the thousandth time and held out her hands.

"Come on, get up and wash your face. Or even better, get a shower."

She waved her wand and a moment later the water started running and the young woman's clothes were pulled off of her and landed on a hanger on the wall.

Hermione gasped and tried to cover herself with her arms.

"Relax, girl. You have nothing I haven't seen before. Did you never have to dress in front of other girls in Hogwarts?" She grinned when she remembered her own school years. "That one time we all got so wasted that we even started to make out. Don't look so shocked. Have you never tried kissing one of the other girls? For practice or just to know how kissing a woman feels?"

The girl shook her head.

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