Bellamione| Is it impossible

Chapter 1

Hermione's point of view

 I was roughly grabbed by the hair and pulled up. "Zissa I think we found our new house elf," giggled the Lestrange with a sneer. "No! This is against the law," I said, fidgeting wildly.
To keep me still, she pushed me against the wall. "Shut up the edge of mud blood!"
She hissed and came dangerously close to me. The smell of madness and death struck me.
I turned my face away. I didn't want to look at her anymore. I just wanted to sink into the ground.

"Fear?" She asked with a smile. But I just looked away. I didn't want to do all of that. She should finally leave me alone. So I just didn't say anything. So I just look straight. // She killed her own cousin, what will she do with me then // it shot suddenly through my head.

"What are we going to do with her first?" She asked Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy, turning my face towards her by force, her long claw-like fingernails digging into my chin and I hissing silently. "Vulnerable?" she asked as if speaking to a baby and not to me. I rolled my eyes inwardly and looked at her defiantly.

"Apparently she also forgot to talk," Draco sneered behind Bellatrix. A smile spread across her lips. "Why should she? As weak as she is?" laughed the Lestrange. The blood froze in my veins and her breath drove goose bumps over my body. "I'm not weak," I whispered. Again everyone laughed except me. "No, you're not pressed against a wall and powerless" her voice dripped with sarcasm but I just gave her a scowl.

"So she has courage, the little Gryfindor brat." Lucius Malfoy stated dryly and my gaze wandered to him. If the Malfoys weren't next to Bellatrix, I would certainly be free, I would be sure. "Zissa, I think There's room for the mudblood in the basement, isn't there? " she asked without taking her eyes off me.

"Stop calling me mudblood!" I hissed at her. The next moment my left cheek burned. My hand moved to the spot and rubbed over it. I looked at my opponent in shock.