Filthy

7

Things have taken a turn for Hermione. Bellatrix was no longer treating her like a prisoner, but more like a princess. She knew what Bellatrix was doing but she wasn't going to turn down the treatment. The woman had also been wearing less and less clothing. Hermione couldn't help but to stare and she had been caught multiple times.

Being locked up with Bella was driving her crazy. She was like one of those lollipops with a scorpion in the middle. Hermione was getting urges that she couldn't ignore.

When a woman with curves like Bellatrix is throwing herself at you what are you supposed to do? She doesn't know how the rest of her stay with Bella will go. If she could even call it a stay, it might be indefinite. She hadn't really thought about her freedom until this point.

She wondered if anyone even tried to look for her. She had been missing for awhile now and to her it seemed like no one rushed to her aid besides Draco.

She wondered if they missed her at all. If any one had cried for her disappearance or if they all had just moved on with their lives. It was a drastic thought for her to have but how could you blame her.

" Hermione?" She was slightly concerned as Hermione had been staring blankly at a wall for quite some time. " Hm," was all she got in return. " Get ready, we're going out."

Hermione's eyes sparkled as she thought of going out. " Really, where?" Bellatrix smiled at Hermione's excitement, " Hogwarts."

" What," her voice was soft," Why Hogwarts?" Bellatrix laughed," What's wrong love? Not eager for your homecoming?"

Thinking about the situation really upset Hermione, almost to the point of tears. She was tired of Bellatrix seeing her so vulnerable but she couldn't do anything about it. A few stray tears ran down her face," They hate me. They think I'm a traitor for saving you. They're all hypocrites. So willing to kill everyone in battle without a second thought. The same thing they criticize the death eaters for."

Bella had no idea how to react to Hermione's outburst. She thought it would make the girl happy to get out of the manor. " I didn't say we'd be talking to anyone. I lost something very dear to me during the battle and I plan to get it back. It will be fairly quick now let's go."

-------HOGWARTS-------

Ron hadn't seen his girlfriend in what felt like an eternity. He assumed she had just gone home after the battle. Hermione was a very fragile girl and the battle might have made her frightened of the wizarding world. At least that's what Ron thought.

His mother had labeled her a traitor and had said she ran away because of her fear. Ron didn't believe her now that his mind was clear. He knew Hermione would never do something like that. He knew she had laid her whole life on the line for a world that wasn't hers.

None of that really occupied Ron's head. All he knew is that he missed his biggest supporter. He was tired of third wheeling to Harry and Ginny. Harry hadn't even thought of Hermione. He's the one who told Ron she probably went home. It made sense to the boy then but now it just seemed wrong. She didn't even say goodbye he knew she would've said goodbye.

Sneaking around the castle isn't what Hermione thought she'd be doing. She felt like a first year again. Bellatrix seemed to know the castle very well. The young witch had almost forgotten this was once Bella's school as well. " What are you looking for?"

" We are looking for my cloak. It is very important to me," Hermione stopped all her movements. " A CLOAK! We're doing all of this for a cloak. You have so many cloaks back ho- at your manor"

" Would you shut up you stupid little mudblood? This cloak is worth more than your life to me. Meaning if we don't get it I can't guarantee you'll get to keep this pretty little life of yours," Bellatrix snapped at the girl quietly. Before Hermione could respond the witch had taken another turn.

She reluctantly followed the witch. The pair walked silently down a corridor and as Hermione was about to step into the open hall Bellatrix pulled her flush against her.

Ron was walking the halls behind Harry and Ginny bored out of his mind. He thought he had seen something out of the corner of his eye but when he turned back to look there was nothing there. " Ron, keep up" He looked back once more. He could've sworn he saw... no it couldn't be.

Meanwhile Hermione's breathing had become rugged against Bellatrix's shoulder. Frightened that she had almost ran into her friends. They looked just fine to her, like nothing was out of place.

She wanted to cry. It was true, no one missed her. No one had cried for her to safely return. She started to think it was because she was different. Not a drop of magical blood ran through her body. She wasn't a pure blood, not even half of that. She was just a filthy little mudblood.

Many people had told her that. Bellatrix had called her that and so had Draco. Since no one at Hogwarts seemed to care about her disappearance its like they're all saying fuck mudbloods.

" Hermione?" She lifted her head up to meet Bellatrix's eyes. When they met, time seemed to slow down. Like the realization of how close they were just hit both of them. " Go back to the manor, I'll return shortly."

" What if you get captured?" Hermione showed slight concern for the older woman. Bellatrix smirked at Hermione," No need to worry about me little lion. I am not caught so easily."

With that Bellatrix sent Hermione back home and continued through the castle.