My Professor

Chapter 19

"Where's my hoodie?" Hermione smiles nudging the woman slightly, snapping her out of her train of thought.
"Hm?" She looks at the girl, then it clicks.
"Oh, uh the jumper you gave me..."
"Yeah..." Hermione grins "you're wearing it aren't you?"
"No!" The woman replied far too quickly and defensively.
"It's alright, you can keep it."
Bellatrix frowns.
"Even if I was wearing it, which I'm not, why would I keep it?"
Hermione shrugs. "To remind you I'm here if you ever need someone."
Bellatrix looks at the girl, she couldn't explain the feelings running through her body at this minute, and she didn't understand why this spectacularly intelligent attractive young woman was being so kind to her, especially when she did used to treat her pretty shitty, Not because she disliked the girl, but because she saw great potential in the girl, that's why she was harsh, it was for her own good.

Bellatrix opened her mouth to say something, but soon closed it. She sighs, now she was being the pathetic baby.

"You know, another thing I used to find annoying was when some of the others wanted to touch my biceps."
Bellatrix laughed leaning into the girl.
"You know, you sound like one of those men who are fitness fanatics who enjoy talking about their muscles" she poses for a second "except they enjoy the attention of all the girls, and you are obviously not a man." Bellatrix looks up at Hermione, who chuckles
" well I'd like to think I'm not as bad as those ones in the magazines I've caught some of girl's reading." Hermione chuckles.
"No, you're not that obvious, you come across as this little book worm and then you go and surprise everyone with your incredible body and-" Bellatrix stops, her eyes widening, and her cheeks burning.
"Shit." Bellatrix mumbles, looking straight ahead.
"Oh by all means don't stop." Hermione smirks.

Bellatrix swallows, maybe it was time to go.
She didn't move, her legs weren't working.
Shit, shit, shit. She messed up, again.
"You can touch them if you want." Hermione lowers her voice, leaning closer to the woman. Bellatrix swallows, laughing nervously.
"Why would I, want to touch your arm?"
Hermione smirks, bringing Bellatrix's hand up to her flexed arm. Bellatrix inhales, turning her head to look at the girl.
Bellatrix couldn't help but squeeze the girls arm gently.
"I feel like one of those silly girls from one of my sisters silly love stories who freak out over that one really muscular boy." Bellatrix blurted out, earning a chuckle from Hermione.
"Not the response I was expecting." Hermione smiles.
"They're pretty big. Don't let that go to your head though, if you start walking around the school flexing your arms off I won't hesitate to slap some sense into you."
"If I were to ever do that, I hope you hex me." Hermione chuckles.
Bellatrix smiles, removing her hand from the girl's arm.

"I wouldn't do that though, I don't want everyone knowing I secretly have an incredible body." Hermione smiles looking at the woman who scoffs.
"I'm pretty happy with the know-it-all image, who likes to spend her time running or reading."
Bellatrix chuckles, " I was known as the book freak, I spent most of my time reading, and if I wasn't reading I was avoiding the older boys."
Hermione looks at her, "why, what did they do?"
Bellatrix looks at her, " It doesn't matter." Her eyes drift to the floor again.

Hermione watches her, this woman was just so precious and so broken, it actually hurt.
"I don't think you're a freak." Hermione reaches for the woman's chin, gently moving it so the woman was looking at her.
"I don't think you're a freak, I think you're beautiful."
Bellatrix looks at the girl, her eyes were filled with sincerity, and warmth.

A chill ran through the girl's body, she was cold, but she didn't want to ruin whatever was happening, the woman looked at her with those big eyes, her lips were slightly parted, and Hermione desperately wanted to kiss her at this point.
"You're cold." Bellatrix whispers, noticing the hairs sticking up on her arms.
"No I'm not." Hermione lied.
"Liar." Bellatrix smiles, reaching for her wand, and just like that the girls sports bra grew longer and thicker, and long sleeves appeared.
"Mean as I lost your jumper." Bellatrix whispers, meeting the girls gaze once more.
"Thank you." Hermione whispers, her eyes searching the woman's. Hermione leans closer, and the woman made no effort to move. Her nose was touching the woman's, she could feel the warmth of the woman's breath against her face. Her heart was pounding inside her chest, then Bellatrix stood up abruptly, snapping Hermione out of it.
Bellatrix's eyes widen at the sound of Hagrid's voice. She looks at the girl, panic written all over her face.
"I- we should go." Bellatrix quickly turns around and began walking away. Hermione stares at her, before quickly catching up to her.
"Are you alright?"
"Perfectly fine Granger. It's getting late, you should go get ready for supper." Bellatrix didn't once look at the girl.
"I'll see you there, then?"
Bellatrix didn't answer.
"You will be joining us won't you?"
"That's no concern of yours."