My Professor

Chapter 13

Hermione found her way into the kitchen and managed to find the mugs. She was fairly surprised at the muggle kettle, but shrugged and carried on, after all the woman was definitely full of surprises. After making the tea, Hermione wasn't exactly sure whether the woman had sugar or not, though milk was a definite. She recalled the last time one of the students made her tea and didn't put milk in it.
Hermione shakes her head at the memory. She found the little sugar pot, then looked around for something to put everything on. And just as she was thinking of it the cupboard above her head opened revealing a little floral edged silver tray.

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Not long after the girl left Bellatrix decided she wanted something a little more comfier, and fresher than the dress she wore. Not wanting to disturb the healing proses of the cream she used her wand to summon one of her nighty's, along with her night gown. Both being long black silk material. The nighty had frilly black lace around the hem and neckline, where as the night gown did not. Bellatrix managed to get changed in bed with the assistance of her wand just in time as Hermione walked through the door, eyes focused on the tray at hand.

"I didn't know whether you had sugar or not, so I brought it anyway." she kicks the door shut then steadily starts walking towards the woman. Once there she looked for somewhere to place it down, when two little legs popped out from the side of the tray. "huh, I don't recall seeing those there when I got it." she carefully places it over the woman's legs.

"that's because little lion cub, they only appear when needed." Bellatrix smiles, looking at the tea in front of her. "And for the record, no I don't have sugar, I find the tea to be far to sweet with it, and frankly it tastes perfectly fine without it." Hermione couldn't help but smile at how much happier the woman sounded now she had tea in front of her. the witch brings the mug to her lips taking a sip of the liquid. "mmm, there's nothing like a nice cup of tea." apart from whiskey that is, whiskey and tea are unbeatable, the woman mused to herself. She would love some whiskey in her tea right now, that's for sure.

"you've changed." Hermione frowns when she notices the witch in a black satin robe and not her usual dress. "oh well spotted." Bellatrix comments. Hermione then noticed the witch's dress draped over the chair near the mirror. "how did you manage to get clean clothes?" Hermione turns her attention back to the witch. "Magic. Now be a dear and get some biscuits, please", Hermione raises her brows slightly at how polite the woman is suddenly being. " I didn't know you knew how to say that word." Hermione teases, expecting the woman to throw a sarcastic or aggravated response.
" There's an awful lot you don't know about me Granger. Now, those biscuits if you will." the witch took another sip of her tea.

Hermione left the room and headed in to the kitchen once more, but this time for biscuits. She examined the counter top for some biscuits, when a jar began moving in her direction, a white jar with black copperplate writing that read 'Biscuits' , the brunette picks up the jar and heads back into the room. she sits on the edge of the bed, nearest the woman then hands her the jar. "Oh, thank you" Bellatrix takes two biscuits then hands the jar back to the girl. "Help yourself" Hermione smiles accepting the jar, and taking two herself. She then reaches for her own tea from the tray. Hermione found that this Bellatrix was much more pleasant than the usual stern scary Professor. "Now I'd appreciate it if you mentioned what happened tonight to no one." Bellatrix places her hand on the girls knee catching the young witch of guard and causing her to choke slightly. Bellatrix smirks at the reaction. "I don't know what you're talking about." Hermione wipes her chin, Bellatrix smiles, she doesn't trust easily so she really hopes the girl won't let her down. "Thank you" She squeezes the girl's knee gently "...For what you did tonight. Right from the incident in the library to that little scene earlier on, you could have left me, but you didn't. And I certainly wasn't making it easy for you." Hermione smiles at the woman, placing her own hand on top of Bella's. " I know how difficult I am as a person, and-" Hermione squeezes the witch's hand gently, " It's alright Professor, you don't have to explain anything to me. Unless you want to." the older witch smiles, her eyes catching Hermione's for a moment before returning to the tea and bringing it to her lips, though made no effort to remove her free hand from Hermione's grip, who had a smile on her pink lips.