Hermione Bellatrix Riddle

Dog days

Hermione's pov
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Weeks had passed since I was captured. And since then no one has tried to help me escape. No help from the order, no intercepted owls to me. Nothing. I was alone, which really wasn't all that bad. No one interrupted me in the library. No one told me to eat. No one told me to put my book away and go to bed. No one checked in on me. No one talked to me. No one cared-okay so maybe I'm going insane here. But it's not like I had a choice. Everyone here avoided me and kissed the ground I walked on; either that or they were a creep. The only ones who were open to talking were my parents and the malfoys. So the pickings were slim to none. I'd rather go insane than have them pitch how great the dark side is to me again. So instead I spent my time here. In the library. Alone.
"Voodoo?" I turned to see Draco looking over my books.
"Thought I'd learn something new during these trying times."
"Oh come on it's not that bad."
"Maybe for you! I want to bash my brains in! Nobody speaks to me, not even the house elves!"
"Yeah well your dad forbade then from spending time with you."
"Why am I not surprised."
"At least you have me."
"My day just got even worse." I joked as he faked hurt.
"Oi Drake! Come on I wanna play quidditch!" I turned to see the unfamiliar face of Blaise Zambini talking to Draco.
"Oh! Sorry, princess!" He said while lowering his head. Princess? Princess?
"Blaise...We literally go to school together...it's hermione. Also, princess?" I said condescendingly.
"Yeah, that's what everyone is calling you."
"Why? This is a dictatorship."
"Well, you are his heir, so technically, you'll inherit the power, making it a monarchy right?"
"Wait, wait, wait. He doesn't think that I'm going to take over?! That's the whole reason he's immortal!"
"Immortal?" Blaise asked, and Draco gave me a look. They didn't know about the horcruxes.
"I meant seeking immortality."
"Yes, well I assume that he'll want to sit back and look at his legacy." He said and an awkward silence passed through the room.
"Soooo....wanna play quidditch with us?" Blaise asked and I smiled.
"No thank you. I prefer to keep my feet on the ground. I never did like flying, or quidditch for that matter."
"Just like your father." I closed my eyes and cursed. Why won't she leave me alone?
"Im not like him, Bellatrix."
"Deny it all you want, you know it's true. Also, I am your mother, Address me as such." She ordered and I narrowed my eyes at her.
"You know what Blaise? I suddenly developed an extreme liking to quidditch, I would love for you teach me!" I said smirking back at Bellatrix. Some might call it petty, but I'll become everything they hate.
"She gets her stubbornness from you." Lo and behold, Voldemort stood in the doorway. I looked to see Blaise and Draco kneeling on the floor, and bellatrix head bowed. I rolled my eyes at him.
"I'm not like you! I'm not evil!"
"And what makes one evil?"
"Oh I don't know? Murder. Possibly torturing someone until they are insane. I could go on for hours." I said condescendingly with a fake smile plastered on my face.
"Depends on how you look at it. One could call it pest control." He told me and I saw a group of death eaters behind him.
"Oh fuck you!" I told him and everyone sucked in a breath.
"I could have you killed for that." He said while laughing.
"Oh please do! Put me out of my misery!" I said while stretching my arms out for him to curse me.
"Usually I would crucio my followers. But seeing how stubborn you are, I think cursing one of your friends would be more effective."
"Wait. You told me you released them! We had a deal!"
"Yes, but I don't play fair do I?"
"Who? Who did you take?!"
"That Weasley girl." Immediately I felt my expression change from one of anger to one of worry.
"Ginny." I whispered. Ginny didn't deserve to be tortured.
"Please don't hurt her! Crucio me instead! I'll do anything!" I begged him and he smirked.
"Then I want you to kill someone." I felt my heart stop then it began to race.
"Who?"
"It's a yes or no."
"Yes."
"Macnair! Bring the redhead and the blonde in!" In seconds macnair apparated in holding Ginny, and someone I recognized as-
"Bertha Jorkins." I said breathlessly. So this is where she was.
"Crucio her." He said while motioning to the woman who was curled into a ball on the floor.
"I agreed to kill her."
"Torture her and I won't harm The blood traitor in any way." He said and I looked over to see Ginny whimpering in Macnairs grip. I squeezed my eyes shut and took a deep breath. Do it for Ginny.
"Crucio." It was barley a whisper but it was enough for Bertha to start squealing and the death eaters to start laughing and clapping.
"Come on now with more feeling! Or do I need to demonstrate on your precious friend?" He yelled over the noise. I looked at Ginny once more.
"Crucio!" Bertha broke into screams.
"Come on now, TRY!"
"CRUCIO!" I yelled and Bertha Jorkins screamed bloody murder. I could feel my resolve cracking. I was a monster. I looked to Ginny who gave me a look of horror. I mouthed 'I'm sorry' to her and she nodded, tears now streaming down her freckles face. I did my best to keep in my own cries, and block out the noise Bertha made.
"Now kill her."
"Avada kedavra." I yelled and the woman was put out of her misery as green enveloped her. Her eyes stared at me, they were cold and dead but somehow still held the pain from a few seconds ago.
"Looks like you're evil too." My father whispered in my ear and I shuddered. I was evil. I am evil.
"Now let her go. I did my part. Set her free." I said while placing my hand over my mouth because I suddenly had the urge to throw up.
"House elf!" My father said to an abyss. But a house elf popped up. I squeaked a small 'yes master' and my father scowled at it.
"Take the redhead to the leaky cauldron." The house elf nodded and disapparated our with Ginny. Without saying anything, Voldemort swished out of the room without saying a word and was followed by the rest of the death eaters.
I collapsed to the floor clenching my queasy stomach. I slid berthas eyes shut with my fingers, and positioned her as if she were in a casket. She didn't deserve this. She didn't deserve to die.
"Are you okay?" I looked to see Draco and Blaise standing behind me as he placed his hand on my shoulder.
"I'm fine thank you Draco. Also, I think I might have to take a rain check on that quidditch thing today Blaise." I said giving a nervous laugh, anything to distract me from the dead body in front of me. Long forgotten was to voodoo book still open to page 254.
"If you need to talk to anyone, Blaise and I will be here."
"Thanks. It's just that-, we'll it's just that I'm still trying to process what just happened, what I just did." I said with my voice shaking.
"Boys! Your fathers want to see you, go." Bellatrix said while standing in the doorway of the library. The two friends knew better than to defy her so they got up and left. Once they were out of sight, Bellatrix sauntered over to me.
"I'm really proud of you-"
"Not now Bellatrix please." I said while quivering, I could practically feel the cold coming off of Bertha.
"-You're one of us now! I presume you'll take the dark mark soon!" Bellatrix said still rambling on in a chipper tone.
"JUST LEAVE ME ALONE GODDAMNIT!" I yelled at her and she became silent. I grabbed my book and ran out of the library to god knows where in the giant house.
As I walked through the winding corridors and hallways, I couldn't help but feel as if they were closing in on me. It felt as though they were suffocating me. I had to get out of here.
I need to escape.