The Truth.

Chapter 8-Bellatrix Black

I was confused to how she was here as she was supposed to be in Azkaban and older. I was also slightly confused to why she was being nice. Wasn't she insane? Why didn't I get angry when said 'Muddy' though I, for some reason, liked it. I remained frozen, just staring in shock. I snapped out of it when Lucian slapped my shoulder and said, "I think you two need to talk." I remained where I was, not moving as he left the room and she stepped further into the room. You could feel the tension between us as she stepped closer. I felt my own magic being drawn to hers. Did the room get hotter? Merlin she's even more beautiful up close. I just want to- NO. Find out information first Hermione. I snapped out of my thoughts when she stopped a couple inches away. "Why thank you muddy." Shit, did I say that out loud? She chuckled and heat ran through my body. Oh, Merlin help me. I don't even know her and she's already affecting me without even doing anything. "Come, we have a lot to discuss." I followed her without thought and I didn't fight it.

We ended up in the library. She sat herself down on the sofa graciously. How does she even do that?! I carefully sat down on the opposite sofa facing her. I didn't want to risk sitting too close to her. I was at a constant battle with my instincts and dark thoughts that were screaming at me to take her. She almost looked upset but that was gone like it was never there. She just sat there elegantly. I could feel her studying me. I couldn't help but blurt out "How are you here? Aren't you supposed to be insane and lockup?" I slapped my hand over my mouth horrified. I looked up to her face waiting to see hurt for insulting her but only saw mirth and was that adoration in her near black eyes. She chuckled that sent warmth and goose bumps across my body. "That's a front I put on. It's my cover, just like Tom's is Voldemort." I let out a quiet 'oh' and she continued "As for being here, I'm still in Azkaban." I looked at her confused until she said, "I'm projecting." I looked at her with wide eyes. "I have never heard of that type of magic before." She let out a laugh and said "It's an old form of magic that no one uses it anymore because it takes a lot of magic to use. But since we are mates, our magical power has increased drastically. My form is as solid, but I can't feel anything other than pressure." I was slightly saddened by that and couldn't help but let that show. Bellatrix smiled sadly and said, "I know but we will meet in person soon." I smiled then replied, "Were you here when I arrived?" Bella smiled and then was saddened. "I was talking to Lucian. I could feel your pain. I'm sorry that I was too late." I shook my head and responded, "There was nothing you could have done." My voice then deepened, and I growled out "It was him that caused it. And I will kill him, even if it's the last thing I do." My growl shook the walls, but I closed my eyes to calm myself down as I didn't want to scare my mate. I felt a warm hand on my forearm and my eyes snapped open to be greeted by worried pools of black which I realized were a dark brown. "Sorry." She just smiled. "Can you tell me?" "Tell you what?" I responded, "The real story." She cocked her head to the side in thinking and I couldn't help but think it was adorable. She smiled and replied, "Only if you tell me everything too muddy." Even though I loathed that word, somehow hearing it from Bellatrix filled me with warmth. "Call me Bella." I smiled "Bella." I grinned as a shiver went through her body. I could smell her arousal and gripped the chair tight to stop myself from launching at her and taking her here and now. Merlin help me.

It had been another four months and it was the day before I had to go back to Hogwarts. I was pissed and upset because one, I had to back and pretend that I didn't remember that Dumbledore killed my parents. Two, I had to pretend to be friends with Harry and Ron. Thirdly, I hadn't seen Bella yet. I hadn't seen her all week. Even though she wasn't here, her touch still sent tingles and warmth through my body. She said that she could feel the warmth of my hands and body because of my above average body temperature. Normal humans ran at 37°. I ran at 60°. She didn't speak much of being in Azkaban as I got upset. When I explained what happened with Dumbledore and I had to restrain her from going on a killing spree, not that she could since she was locked up in prison and didn't have her wand. She then had to calm me down when she told me she was married to Lestrange. Surprisingly, she was a Black not Lestrange. It was weird how possessive I felt but she loved it. I knew it was also down to my Alpha genes. The urged to claim Bella and mark her mine near overwhelming at times. I didn't like it when someone had what was mine. We were always touching in some way. We hadn't kissed yet and agreed it would be in person. We spent hours, whenever we could, just talking. I knew everything about her, her family and her past. Same as she knew mine. I was confused to how she knew I was her mate and how she looked so young. I was happy when she told me. She also explained what happened and why she was sent to Azkaban.