Hermione Bellatrix Riddle

Captured

Hermione's POV
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I was pressed against the sweaty body of Antonin Dolohov, who was jabbing his wand into the side of my throat as he fisted my hair and yanked my head back to look at him. I glared at him as he gave me a sadistic smile with horribly crooked, unbrushed teeth and bad breath to top it off. Did these people not know proper hygiene? I focused myself at the matter at hand, Lucius Malfoy was doing his best to persuade Harry into giving up the prophecy.
"DONT DO IT HARRY!" Shouted Neville who was promptly hushed by the deranged Bellatrix Lestrange. Harry eyed all of us, his brows furrowing, he was making a tough decision, and the was no right answer. He shifted his weight, and placed the prophecy in the pale hand of Lucius Malfoy. The elder Malfoy gave a Cheshire Cat like grin, and grabbed Harry's wrist. In a split second they apparated away, leaving the rest of us in shock. I could see my other friends being whisked away to god knows where, and Dolohov shoved me around to face him.
"It's you and me now muddy! Let's see what you think of Malfoy manor!" He grinned at me revealing an uneven row of rotting teeth. I grimaced as we apparated away. Once we landed in the presumed drawing room of Malfoy Manor, my eyes went straight to the ghostly figure of the most feared wizard in Britain; Voldemort. I watched in horror as Lucius presented the prophecy to his master, and the crystal began to glow once more. I shut my eyes tight, we never should have trusted their word. When I opened them I saw the terrifying face of Bellatrix in front of me.
"Leave the trio up here! Put the extras in the dungeon!" She barked out while sadisticaly grinning at me. I shivered as she grabbed a fistful of my hair. She yanked me away from Dolohov and towards the center of the room. She instantly crucioed me, and I dropped to the floor writhing in pain, but my tongue did not give her the satisfaction of hearing me scream. This only seemed to frustrate her more, and she continued her assault. She yelled in annoyance as none of her cruciatus curses seemed to phase me. All of a sudden a grin spread across her face and began to explain what she would do to me.
"There's a spell we purebloods use to differentiate filth like yourself from regales like us. It's called sanguis revelare, which roughly means reveal blood. It's one of my favorites because mudbloods are branded with the word "mudblood" across their chests, and it causes them excruciating pain. But for the pure like us, it gives us a small blue 'x' on our shoulders to signify that we are chosen. You won't last a minute under this curse muddy!" She barked at me, I would have taken mental notes on the foreign spell, but I was in such a state of shock, I was rendered speechless. She rested up to throw the curse, and I cringed, preparing for the blow. But when she shouted out the curse, and it hit me, I wasn't taken aback with pain, or a tattoo; instead I was greeted with a warm feeling, and immediately giggled as I felt a ticklish sensation where my shoulder met my neck. Bellatrix's mouth hung open in shock.
"sanguis revelare!?" She casted the spell again, and I was cuddled with the same warmth. I gave her a confused look and glanced at my shoulder, there lied a tiny but visible blue 'x' and I gasped. I wasn't a pureblood, I was muggleborn!
"You...you're a pureblood...." she stammered quietly.
"That's not possible..." I said while examining my shoulder. A small 'blimey' was uttered across the room, and I looked up to face Ron who gapped at me. I looked to Harry who was at my left, he was also speechless. I got up off the ground and walked over to her.
"Your spell must be faulty, that's not possible!" I raised my voice and snatched the paper containing the spell out of her hands. To my surprise she made no move to stop me as I read over the spell. I grabbed my wand that was lying on a small side table, and tried to preform the spell myself. Better a muggleborn than a pureblood.
"sanguis revelare" I said calmly, there had to be an error. Nothing changed on me, but the warmth traveled through me once more. My brows furrowed in distaste, why wasn't it working. I CANT be a pureblood!
"sanguis revelare sanguis revelare SANGUIS REVELARE!"I yelled at myself, but nothing happened.
"Finite incantatem." I heard a smooth voice behind me, I didn't need to turn around to know that the voice belonged to Draco Malfoy. The spell hit me square in the chest, and I watched my body begin to change. I whipped around to face a floor length mirror that hung on the Malfoy wall.
To my horror, my face became more gaunt, and my eyes turned emerald green, my hair transformed into black curly locks. My uniform became a bit tighter around the chest and hip area, and my waist seemed to shrink too. I looked like a bellatrix Barbie doll. My eyes widened and I whipped around to face the crowd of death eaters. Murmurs of 'oh my gods' and 'merlins beard' broke out amongst the ranks. I did the next logical think that came to my mind. I shoved Draco aside and started running out of the room to find the exit to this god forsaken mansion.
"DRACO! GRAB HER!!!" I heard the shrill voice of Bellatrix Lestrange neé Black yell at her nephew to follow me. I bolted through the winding corridors and endless rooms. I looked behind me to see a rather handsome blond running after me with a grin plastered on his face. Was this a game to him? I ran down the hallways of the mansion and I looked behind me to see a smirking blond hot on my heels. After trying to loose him in a few twists and turns, I began to notice that he wouldn't let me go into the corridors leading to the left wing of the house. I made another attempt to turn left, but the youngest Malfoy ran ahead and blocked my turn, I veered right and continued on my path. Suddenly it all clicked. He was herding me back to the drawing room! I quickly ran to open up two large oak doors, praying that the room was a ballroom or a library that would have a second exit to aid in my escape.
I threw open the doors, and to my horror, I ran right back into the drawing room. I cursed Merlin in my mind, why did this happen to me. I spun around, ready to run back into the corridor. But fate simply spat in my face and Draco Malfoy jogged into the room. I quickly tried to run past him, but his strong arm blocked my exit and he scooped me up while I squirmed in his grip.
"LET ME GO FERRET!" I yelled at him. He chuckled in response, much to my annoyance.
"I found your sheep." He said pointedly while flashing me his smirk. My eyes narrowed in response, and I barred my perfect teeth to him.
"Thank you Draco, LEAVE US!" He shouted to his followers.
"But my lord, what about potter and th-"
"PUT THEM IN THE DUNGEON!" He roared, and I sunk into Draco's chest, the demonic man was probably going to kill me himself.
"Severus, bellatrix, Malfoys stay." Voldemort ordered them to remain put. Draco set me on my feet, and I watched as Ron and Harry were dragged to the dungeon.
"HERMIONE!" Hardy yelled for me.
"HARRY!" I yelled back to him, and reached out my arm and began running to him, but a hand grabbed my non reaching fist, and rugged me back to their body. I glared back at the Malfoy who forbade me from reaching my best friend.
"Severus, brew a parentage potion." The dark lord ordered the half blood prince, who gave a curt nod and rushed off to prepare the potion. The professor wasted no time setting up the cauldron, he filled it with water then started adding the ingredients.
Suddenly the potions master blanched and he rushed out of the room searching for a specific item.
"I cannot seem to find the tentacular leaves my lord." He said as he rushed back in. The dark lord glared at the dark haired man, and raised his wand prepared to punish him.
"WAIT!" I yelled while stopping the torture. I couldn't bear to see the stoic sleazy professor so vulnerable.
"I have tentacular leaves in my bag.." I said while striding over to the table where my wand previously sat. I opened the beaded bag and rummaged through it. I let out an irritable huff, I would need to reorganize later.
"Accio tentacular leaves." I said and the vile popped up out of the bag. I looked over to the group of Slytherins, I walked over the the world table and continued where my professor left off.
4 tentacular leaves, 1 doxy egg, 8 eye of newt, and three lion fish spines.
I added the ingredients and stirred the potion counterclockwise thrice. The potion was clear currently, but it would change to black once blood was added. I looked at my potions professor who handed me a bit of parchment. I reached for the quill and ink on the table, and wrote my name at the bottom of the page. I grabbed the small dagger next to the cauldron and pricked my finger, and let my blood spill into the potion. The potion turned black as it should, and I picked up the cauldron, ready to pour it in the parchment.
I poured the potion over my name, and immediately it began to branch out and form names above mine; the first set being my parents, then my grandparents, and so on. I backed away from the spreading tree. I didn't have anything to worry about, I am a muggleborn not a pureblood. Right? Malfoy sr. pushed me towards the parchment and I took a deep breath and looked down.