Bellamione| Is it impossible

Chapter 35

Point of view Hermione

The sun tickled me awake.

I rolled over on my back and gasped in pain. My upper body shot up automatically. Tears formed in my eyes. Then the memories from yesterday came back.

Like Zissa had told me about the rebellion. How Draco had put the belt down my back and my friends were being distributed. I buried my face in my hands and sobbed softly. "How is our mudblood today?" Asked an ironic cool voice, purely rhetorical. I opened my eyes and looked around. I could make out movement in the shadow. She seemed to be walking towards me in the shadows.

I was frozen, couldn't move, my body was made of ice. A hand grabbed my wrist and led me up from the basement to the kitchen. When I caught myself there on the floor, a hand immediately pulled me up with sharp fingernails.

She pressed my chest against the wall with her chest. She nailed my hands to the wall above my head with one hand. A whimper escaped me. A warm breath brushed my ear. My breathing quickened, my heart pounding in my ears. Her second hand scratched my back with her fingernails. When she got to the end of the shirt she slipped her hands under it. I winced. Her hand was ice cold. My body began to tremble as her fingers that accompanied the scratching of the nails ran over my skin. I whimpered. Suddenly she pressed her claws painfully into my back. I screamed at what gave me a kick with her knee. I groaned in pain.

"Make me my food." Her crazy voice whispered next to my ear. Her hands disappeared. I turned around anxiously. I was so scared. The black witch stood in front of me. When I didn't move, except for the constant trembling of my body, she took a step towards me. I hit the wall. "I said you should make my meal" I nodded quickly. "Wh-what?" I uttered the one word. "White beans in tomato sauce, toast and bacon," she said with a raised eyebrow.

I nodded shyly. I stuttered. She nodded in annoyance, but neither took a step away nor made an unnecessary sound. I opened the cupboard door with trembling fingers and took out a pot and a pan . I shrank from Bellatrix's hand as she held out the bacon. She put it in my hand and, after the pan was heated and stood on the stove with oil, it was distributed in the pan.

The beans with the tomato sauce were in a saucepan and slowly warmed up. I turned to the cupboard with the dishes. From there I took out four plates, cups and pairs of cutlery. When I turned to the dining room, Bellatrix was leaning against the door. I swallowed and wanted to turn past her. She took the dishes from me and put them on the table. I was about to distribute it when I tripped over a foot.

I couldn't catch myself in time and landed on the ground. The air was forced out of my lungs and I gasped for it. I tried to sit up but a foot on my back stopped me. I struggled with an emerging panic. I was powerless at the mercy of this woman. The pressure increased and I hissed. "Can't the mudblood even walk on two legs?" She asked. I suppressed a rash comment.

I knew exactly that she had tripped me up. She took her foot off me and I got up quickly. She didn't move, but leaned back against the door frame. ,,Come on. Take care that nothing burns "I ran towards the door. My gaze was frightened on the older and dangerous woman. As I stepped through the frame, she grabbed my hair. She pulled it so that my neck came out. Her cold Fingers began to circle on it. My heart tried to jump out of my ribs. Then she let go of me and gave me a nudge.

I stumbled, fortunately, but not. When I got to the stove I quickly turned the bacon and stirred the beans. I switched off the stove for this and kept it warm with a lid on it. I put the bacon on a plate. Right now the Malfoys came in. With the pot for the beans I ran to the plates one by one. Put the requested amount on it and do the same with the bacon. I put toast, which I had lightly toasted in the oven, on every corner of the plate. I looked at Bellatrix questioningly. She pointed to her lap. My heart sank in my pants. I licked my lips nervously.

What had just happened was still too much in the air. Before I could think twice, she grabbed my wrist and sat me on her lap. My back was pressed against her chest. My pulse was beating up to my neck and I was sure that she had to feel it. My breath was shallow. Nobody even gave me a look. When she had finished everything but the last piece of bacon, she held it out to me. I looked at her confused. Her will became clearer when she pressed the piece of bacon to my lip. I opened my mouth nervously. At the halfway point, she stopped sticking that in.

I took a bite and chewed hard. In other situations I would have enjoyed it. But not like that. When I swallowed, she put the last piece in my mouth. I chewed nervously. When I swallowed, she started biting into my ear. I started to whimper. No. Please do not. The situation was similar to Greyback. Draco looked at us disgusted.

However, Lucius only looks into the triumphant face of Bellatrix and Zissa gave a frightened look and tried to ignore it. When her fingernails dug into my throat, I gasped. She should leave me alone. Zissa tried to distract Bella. "I would like another portion" Bellatrix let go of me. Quickly and with a shaky hand, I complied with her request and did something to her again.

Lestrange wanted to grab my wrists but I took a step towards the wall. Draco gave me a rather shocked look. The Death Eater got up. I hit the wall. Then I noticed what I had done. She pressed my shoulders against the wall. She pulled my hair with one hand. My head fell back with a whimper. She began to bite hard with her teeth. I whimpered and sobbed. "Bella just leave her alone."

The black-haired grabbed my wrist and sat down again as before, with me on her lap. Her cutlery was neatly on the plate. She put the cup, which was filled with coffee, which was ready before my arrival, on the plate. Her left hand was on my thigh, I had tensed up, the right hand was buried in my curly mane. My stomach tingled uncomfortably. Her breath caressed my neck. I tried to concentrate on Zissa, but she tried to hide us too. When she put the cutlery down, Lestrange luckily let go of me. I put the dishes in the sink and started washing up.