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Assistant: Title: There's no blood like yours
        Author: isuckatnicknames isuckatnicknames 
        Chapter: 15/19 
        Summary: Bellatrix is a pretty ancient vampire and Hermione is her 'meant-to-be'. There's no stronger bond that that.
        Contents: Chapter 15
    

    


      
        
          This chapter was one big struggle. I can prolly live with the first part, but I have no excuse for what follows. It doesn’t flow. And I’m sorry that my head’s not there to fix it
            
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    Bellatrix woke up first this time. She immediately found that Hermione clung to her like a tick. Her cute little parasite. Quiet parasite. Splendid.The vampire intended to keep it that way because the change from an intelligent young woman into a brat was not her favorite. Thankfully Hermione would be asleep until her body regenerated enough.She carefully untangled herself, kissed a peachy cheek and went to the bathroom. She was still covered in Hermione’s blood after all. It’s not like she minded, not at all. It just irritated her nostrils and libido. All she wanted was to devour the girl. Again.She stepped into the wooden bathroom with a huge window and decided to take a shower. Normally she preferred baths, but there was something special about the water mixing with the blood, turning red and disappearing down the drain. Obviously she would happily bathe in Hermione’s blood, but that would mean the girl had bled out. And that idea made her cringe. Great, so I can’t even think of her being dead without losing my mind.The vampire guessed she would have to kill some half-blood for a bl@@dy bath, aka bloodbath then. She smirked. It surely was very tempting to have a wizard bleeding out into her tub while making out with Hermione. Or feeding on her. Preferably both.Suggestion for another day.Today she just entered the shower with her hair up in a bun and turned the water on, watching with mild amusement how it slowly turned red, dripping over her body and into the drain. She captured some on her fingers and brought them to her mouth to get fragments of the taste. She groaned. Obviously it wasn’t as good as the real deal, but it served as a reminder, just enough.Bellatrix spent a rather fair amount of time in the shower, making sure she got all the blood off her body, while trying to drink it a few times. She wasn’t in a rush after all.The vampire felt panic through the bond when she was nearly finished. Hermione. It was gone as fast as it came though and she felt a lithe body pressing against her back in a matter of seconds. Peachy arms encircled her and a kiss was planted on her neck.“I thought you were gone,” the girl murmured against her shoulder, hugging her tighter.
  Oh, so that explains the panic.
“I am not, sweet-thing,” Bellatrix replied, happy her meant-to-be realized that before she spiraled into the depths of her own mind.“Mmmmhmm, I saw the lights from the bathroom and heard the shower,” she explained while wandering with her hands, kissing every inch of pale skin she could reach. It didn’t take long for one hand to start massaging a supple breast and the other to dip below the patch of trimmed black curls. Hermione gasped at the wetness she found there. “Oh Bella,” she breathed out and started to circle the erected cl@t lazily, copying the motions she had done with her tongue.“Well, I was washing your blood off of me. It’s…” she started to say, but stopped to moan when Hermione applied more pressure. “An aphrodisiac,” she finished, slightly breathless.“You’re an aphrodisiac,” Hermione murmured into the pale neck and bit down, soothing it immediately with her tongue.“Biting now, are we?” the older woman chuckled, her hips bucking into Hermione’s hand.“I thought it’s only fair,” the lioness replied, nipping at pale skin, planting open mouthed kisses.The vampire was getting closer and closer to release. She turned her head as much as she could to kiss Hermione hungrily, a pale arm tangling in the girl’s hair, keeping her just where she was. The kiss turned sloppy as Bellatrix moaned more than breathed, as her fingers pulled at brown hair making Hermione wince from the pain and more wetness pool between her legs, as she came undone in the younger witch’s arms, her moan was swallowed by swollen pink lips.When the raven-haired woman gathered her bearings, she turned around to face her incredibly smug mean-to-be that was moaning around her juice covered fingers that were placed in her mouth. Even despite that, Hermione was sporting an ‘I totally just f@ck@d you so good’ smirk and that was unacceptable.“Oh, you’re smug,” Bellatrix commented and switched their position so Hermione’s back was pressed to the wall, facing her.“You’re just so beautiful when you c@m,” the girl replied and blushed, quite aware of the predator’s gaze roaming all over her petite body.“Am I now?” she said in her lowest voice, the tone dripping s@x. She smirked and sank to her knees, kissing Hermione’s abdomen and then her thighs, hands roaming over her ribs and br@@sts, scratching while tracing back down, drawing a few droplets of blood.The vampire lifted one of her legs to hook it over her shoulder, opening her completely and Hermione blushed. Technically, she knew Bella had already seen everything, but she couldn’t help it.“And who’s beautiful now, hmmm?” the vampire cooed, kissing her inner thigh, inhaling deeply of her arousal. “Spread for me like this. You know, sweet-thing, now your cheeks have almost the same color as your open c@nt,” she said and kissed her folds.Hermione whimpered and blushed even more.Satisfied, Bellatrix dipped her head in and let her skillful, Slytherin tongue do the work. The girl bucked and all but screamed, biting her own forearm to stifle her moans. Well that just wouldn’t do.The vampire stopped her ministrations, blowing air on the sensitive bundle of nerves and commanding: “give me that hand, pet.” The girl whimpered at the loss of that delicious muscle stroking her cl@t, but obeyed. “Good girl,” Bellatrix purred and Hermione’s hips bucked from just the praise. Interesting. “I want to hear you scream, little one. See, I love when you beg, but even more when you scream my name.”“Bite me, Bella,” she choked out pleadingly.And here we go again. To be honest, the vampire didn’t want anything more than that. And Hermione was technically good to go.“Bossy,” she replied and sank her fangs into the inner thigh without any warning. The girl gasped at the sharp pain she wasn’t prepared for, and her velvety walls clenched around nothing from the sensation. The feeling of utter bliss and happiness washed over her again, the bite giving a purpose to her existence. She tangled her hands in dark curls, massaging the scalp, and tried not to fall apart.Bellatrix retreated after her fix and started to suck on the girl’s cl@t instead. Her mouth was still full of blood and when the tastes mixed, she nearly lost her mind. Again.And Hermione nearly lost hers when those heavenly fangs left her body. Again. She didn’t have much time to delve on it though, because Bellatrix sucked her cl@t into her mouth and plunged two fingers into her as a bonus. As if the previous sensations alone weren’t driving her insane enough.She held onto Bella’s head for dear life and just as the vampire wished, she screamed her name when she toppled over the edge. Her vision blackened for a moment and her knees gave up, but Bellatrix held her without a question. The vampire stood up and caressed her neck, murmuring how perfect she was.“Bella?” the lioness asked after few seconds.“Yes, sweet-thing?” the vampire chuckled. What do you want to know now, little one?“Would you please bite me again?” she asked very politely. Changing tactics. Demanding surely wouldn’t work now.“I would,” the raven-haired woman nodded, but Hermione’s excitement froze upon seeing that smirk. “In few hours,” Bellatrix finished in a high pitched tone.Her smirk grew even bigger after seeing the pout Hermione formed on her beautiful face. “But…” she sulked.“No buts,” the vampire said resolutely. “Except this one,” she grinned and squeezed the firm buttocks.Okay, well two can play this game. Hermione grinned internally and started kissing the older woman with renewed fervor. Bellatrix however repaid her kisses with even bigger passion and greater hunger, her dominance established. The girl trailed kisses over her jaw, nipping at her neck, even sucking while playing with dusky nipples. One of her hands traveled lower and started to tease Bella’s cl@t. The woman huffed, the sensation on the brink of pain.Hermione carefully pushed two fingers inside the vampire’s core, still mindful of her long celibacy. Sure, she wanted to get back at Bellatrix and she wanted to manipulate her into doing what she wanted, but she surely didn’t want to hurt her in the process.After setting a steady pace, she added a thumb to the pulsing cl@t and the older woman nearly lost it. And then the girl husked into her ear: “bite me or I’ll stop.”Apparently two couldn’t play this game.Bellatrix pushed her to the opposite wall with her vampire strength and was pinning her to it with her body, hands above her head in a deadly grip a second later. Hermione was certain that had she not been bitten, her ribs would probably be broken.“Don’t be mistaken for a second, pet. I am in charge here. I could make the bite hurt like a m@th@rf@ck@r,” she bared her teeth. “But we wouldn’t want that, would we, sweet-thing?” she asked in her childish tone that still sent shivers up and down Hermione’s spine and not precisely in a good way. She shook her head, chest heaving. She definitely wouldn’t want the bite to hurt.Bella’s eyes were black, her claws drawing blood where she was gripping the girl’s wrists. Hermione understood just then and there that she played with fire and she could still get burned. She completely forgot about that fact after the months of tenderness, softness. She grew bold. She was stupid.“I didn’t think so either,” Bellatrix snarled and released the girl. Yes, she could have bitten her again because there was still enough to drink without hurting her, but she was aware that Hermione would make the exact same request after the second time. And then again. And again. She had to discipline her. “Well, I believe we’re done with showering for the day. Gather yourself and meet me in the kitchen. You need to eat,” she said and walked away.Boundaries. They needed to set boundaries. Bellatrix had been pacing the kitchen for a good ten minutes now. Okay, it probably took time to finish the actual showering since Hermione didn’t get to do that unlike herself, then get dressed and come there, but the despair and self-loathing she felt that accompanied that surely wasn’t part of the plan. Those emotions weren’t hers. She knew that much. And so she found herself storming to the ensuite bathroom after precisely eleven minutes.And the sight made her heart nearly stop.Hermione didn’t move an inch from the shower. She just sank to the floor, hugged her knees and cried.The vampire swallowed, nearly tearing up herself. I hurt her.“Hermione, what’s wrong?” she asked gently and sat beside her, soaking her clothes without a single care.“I angered you,” she sobbed. “I just want to make you happy; I’m supposed to make you happy and instead I angered you,” she choked on air. “I’m useless. I’m so sorry you got someone this useless as your meant-to-be,” she cried.And now a single tear rolled down a pale cheek because she definitely didn’t intend this. And it hurt her to hear such awful words coming out of that soft creature that her soulmate was.“Look at me, little one,” she started quietly, afraid that her voice would do even more damage. So far the girl was hugging her knees, avoiding her eyes like they might burn her. And maybe that was the truth.“I don’t want you to send me away,” she sobbed even more.“Away?” the vampire asked confused. “Hermione, look at me,” she said with an edge to it and the girl raised her puffy eyes unwillingly. “I am most certainly not sending you anywhere. Sweet-thing, what would I do without you, hmm? Why would you ever think that?” she said, trying to understand. “You know, someone once told me that couples fight. Especially those in a lifetime, eternity lasting relationship,” she smiled weakly, reciting Hermione’s words, but it looked like the girl didn’t acknowledge it at all. “Do you know who that someone was?” she asked.The girl just shook her head.“It was you, Hermione. That someone was you,” Bellatrix replied, shocked.“Oh,” the girl replied and searched her mind for such memory. She didn’t find it, though. Her sharp brain was one big mush. “I don’t remember that.”“You don’t remember that?” the vampire repeated, alarmed.Hermione just shook her head again and shrugged.Multiple red flags flashed in the older woman’s head at the reply and lack of acknowledgment, but first things first. “Let’s get you dry and warm, hmm?” she said softly, getting up and offering her hand to the lioness that had at least stopped crying.The vampire dried her clothes with magic while drying the girl with a towel. She felt it was more appropriate. It showed care. Right? She then summoned one fluffy bathrobe and dressed Hermione in it. The girl was apathetic.She sat her on the edge of the bed and kneeled in front of her, between her legs. Bellatrix looked up and saw the despair in hazelnut eyes. It was breaking her heart. A heart she believed was so black from all the things she’s done that it couldn’t and shouldn’t be breaking because of anything or anyone. And yet here she was. Kneeling in front of her meant-to-be, dried tears on her pale cheeks and heart filled with worry.“I am not going anywhere, pet. And neither are you,” she whispered, voice raspy. She had to swallow to get a grip on herself. “You’re my everything, you know that, right? You’re everything I’ve ever wanted. No, scratch that, you’re actually way more than that. I didn’t dare to even wish for someone like you.”“But I –““Na-ah, sssh,”she shook her head right away, placing a finger over soft pink lips. “You will anger me many more times, Hermione. It happens. And I shouldn’t have lashed out. But as you once said, couples fight.”“But your happiness should be my priority,” the girl murmured over the finger, once again ashamed that she’d jeopardized it.“Actually, your own happiness should be your priority. I’m just happy that you’re here. That’s all I need,” Bellatrix replied and caressed a peachy cheek with the finger she previously used to shush the girl.“Still…”“Nope,” the vampire gave her a toothy grin. “I need you to be you. That’s the person I fell in love with. Not a version of Hermione that would do anything to please me. I like the challenge, sweet-thing.”“You fell in love with me?” the girl asked, shocked. Obviously she knew Bellatrix fancied her, maybe even cared. Okay, she definitely cared, but love?“Well, duh,” the vampire chuckled, masking the emotions she wasn’t that ready to face just yet with such reply. “Let’s get you some breakfast, hmm?” she smiled and felt the panic in Hermione.“O-okay,” the younger witch answered, biting her lip.“What is it?” the vampire searched her eyes for any clues. Hermione started to fidget a little, the turmoil showing on her face. “Out with it!” she demanded.“I just… I can’t stomach food right now, Bella. My chest is so tight…” she swallowed.“Well I won’t force it down your throat if that’s what you’re afraid of,” she replied, taken aback.“No!” the lioness reassured quickly, seeing the hurt on the other woman’s face. “It’s not that. I know you wouldn’t do that. It’s just…” she sighed and scratch her arm.“Hermione,” Bellatrix warned, losing patience.“Well I already angered you once today, I just didn’t want to disobey you again so soon,” she finished and looked at the wall opposite of her, not being able to face the vampire.Oh, sweet Merlin. “You know, the Hermione I know kinda thrived in disobeying me,” she winked. “Sometimes I think it was her sport.”“I really doubt that,” the girl blushed and smiled.“Well,” Bellatrix smirked. “You need to put yourself first, sweet-thing. If you know that you can’t stomach food right now, just tell me. I wouldn’t eat human food if I knew I don’t have access to blood either. I would wait, so that’s what we will do. How about some reading in the living room while just lying next to each other until you’re better?”“That sounds nice,” she nodded. Everything sounded nice if it meant close proximity to the vampire. Well, except the food right now.“Doesn’t it,” the vampire smirked. Hermione chewed on the French toast she made after Bellatrix insisted she ate something. She wasn’t in the mood for food, but the physical obstacle was gone so there was really no excuse. She devoured the meal after the first few bites. Apparently she was hungry.“More?” the vampire asked, observing her closely from the couch.“No, that’s enough, thank you,” Hermione replied. She was hungry, but 2 pieces of toast filled her completely.“Fine, at least you finally ate something.”“I’m not much of an eater,” she blushed.“Yes, you told me and I told you that we would change that. You can’t starve.”“I’m not starving,” she rolled her eyes. “I just sometimes forget, that’s all.”“Good thing I’m here to remind you.”“If you say so,” she shrugged.“Hermione, you need to eat,” she sighed. “Merlin, I can’t believe I need to teach you that!”“I am eating!”“Hardly,” she scoffed. “A meal now and then doesn’t count as eating.”“Do you want me to turn fat? Is that what fuels your fire?” she fired back and crossed her arms over her chest.“First of all, I wouldn’t care. Second of all, I don’t want you to turn fat, I just want you to be healthy!”“I am perfectly fine, thank you.”“No, you’re not. Your skin lacks color when you starve and your hair could surely be stronger too. My blood can fix it and did fix it, but not in the long run. You need to eat. Period.”“That’s mean!”“Hermione,” the older witch sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. “Fine, let me try another way. Do you remember how I looked when I was starving the first few days we came here?”“Of course, it was terrible and you are not allowed to do that ever again.”“Well, sweet-thing, your body feels the same when you don’t provide it with enough nutrition and vitamins, it’s just not as visible as it is in my case. It also takes time before you can see the first signs. But my point is that food for you is as essential as blood is for me. I truly hope we won’t need to have this conversation again.”“I am eating, Bella. It’s fine.”“No, what you were doing wasn’t called eating. More surviving or so. I don’t want you to eat the whole Abraxan, but you need to have some regime, even if it’s with small portions.”“Would that make you happy?”“That would make me very happy.”“Fine.”“Pet, I’m not trying to torture you so stop acting like it.”“I know! I said fine. I will eat regularly. Happy?”“Incredibly,” she answered and gave her a toothy grin. As anticipated, the girl fixed her gaze on the sharp fangs that the vampire extended for show and her pupils dilated. “See something you like, little one?”The brunette just nodded, her breathing shallow.“Well, come and get it,” Bellatrix cooed.As if shocked by lightning, Hermione got up from the arm chair, threw the empty plate on the conference table and straddled the vampire without a question. Bellatrix chuckled at that, amused.The lioness then trailed her finger over one of the fangs while looking into black eyes. The sharp tip pierced her skin and the raven-haired witch suspected it wasn’t really an accident. She moaned when the girl placed the injured finger on her tongue and her breath hitched. Bellatrix pushed the fangs back in and closed her mouth around the finger, sucking at it while looking back intensely into hazelnut eyes.“What a little tease you are,” the vampire breathed out when Hermione pulled the finger out.“That was absolutely unintentional,” she smirked.“Was it now?” the vampire purred and extended her fangs again, getting closer to the peachy neck with two dots on it. “I suppose I can reward you since you’ve been such a good girl,” she drawled, enjoying the goosebumps that erupted on Hermione’s skin and the whimper at the praise. “My my, you really are a teacher’s pet, hmmm?” Bellatrix observed and planted an open mouthed kiss on the girl’s jugular, just below the existing proof of the previous bite.“I like praises,” the girl blushed.“I noticed, sweet-thing,” the older witch replied into her neck, switching from kisses to light nipping. “And no, it doesn’t bother me,” she reassured when she caught the thought in the girl’s mind. Then she bit down into that delicious neck and devoured her whole. Bellatrix conjured a glass of firewhiskey in her post coital bliss and a blanket to cover them both. Hermione was safely tucked in her arms, asleep. She did a number on the poor girl this time. Well, she was frustrated, okay?She should probably heal those scratch marks on her back, though. The bites as well, but she didn’t think Hermione would appreciate that.The bruises on the peachy neck should however be healed. Maybe she went a little too far with choking the girl, but then again, Hermione liked it. And the lioness couldn’t even beg for another bite when her lungs were getting half of the needed amount of oxygen. One hand gripping her neck while the other pumped into her with no mercy. When the vampire bit her below the collarbone, the girl spasmed and orgasmed like never before.It was no wonder that she collapsed, really. The vampire sipped her firewhiskey and mused.They needed to talk about the memory loss, though. She didn’t like that one bit. That shouldn’t have happened. Sure, she could contact one of her sisters, but she wasn’t in a mood for lectures. They both enjoyed mocking her for knowing more than her. Maybe it was because she did exactly the same thing to them back then, but that still didn’t justify it! The difference was that she could do it because she was the oldest. And their maker.Hermione stirred beside her and pressed herself even tighter to the other woman. Bellatrix smiled and her thoughts focused solely on Hermione again. It was worth the wait. The girl was worth the wait. They had something deeper now, something more meaningful. Sure, it would have been so much easier if she just bit her right away, but it would have been a lie.She wouldn’t have gotten to know the girl like she had. Yes, they surely had time for that, but it wouldn’t be the same after the bite no matter what, if her behavior now was any indication.No, Bella was the luckiest to get this girl. All other meant-to-bes sucked compared to her perfect lioness. She has won the lottery. Beauty and a beast. Because that’s what she was, she was a beast. But Hermione loved her nevertheless. The girl loved her.It would surely take time for the vampire to truly believe it, but the sentiment itself was enough to keep her going. It was enough to endure these few days of one bratty girl with an enormous bite kink. Bellatrix didn’t appreciate what Hermione tried to pull in the shower, but she didn’t appreciate her own reaction either so they were probably even.“What are you thinking about?” the Gryffindor smiled and started to lazily draw nonsense patterns on a toned porcelain stomach with her finger.“You,” the older woman replied with a smile.“And I was thinking about you,” she also replied with a smile.“You were sleeping, sweet-thing,” Bellatrix chuckled.“And dreaming about you,” the lioness pouted and finally opened her eyes and lifted her head to look at her soulmate. Black curls were tussled, pale cheeks still flushed and those heavenly fangs extended. She whimpered at the sight and intended to let the vampire ravish her again, but Bellatrix stopped her with a sweet kiss and then placed the brunette’s head back on her chest.“We need to talk, Hermione,” she said quietly, but steadily.“I’m sorry for whatever I’ve done!” the girl’s head shot up and she looked desperately into onyx eyes.“You didn’t do anything wrong, pet,” the raven-haired woman reassured, overwhelmed by Hermione’s panic.“Oh, okay,” she replied and placed her head back down. “Are you ready to brand me?” she asked hopefully.“In time,” the vampire hummed. There was no way she would let Hermione make such decision now. “So, you remember about the brand?” she asked.“Of course, I do. You told me to think about it.”“I did,” the older woman nodded, recent memory was intact then. “What more do you remember?”“What do you mean? I remember everything,” she furrowed her brow and decided to continue drawing nonsense patterns on porcelain skin.Bellatrix decided to change tactics. “What if I say that I killed Hairy Plotter?” she asked and Hermione shrugged. “The youngest Weasel boy?” she tried again and got the same reaction. “Hermione, those people are your best friends!” she shrieked, getting beyond frustrated.“I can’t say I remember,” the girl shrugged again. “You’re all that matters.”“NO no no and no! This is so wrong,” she huffed. “What do you remember, Hermione?”“Well, as I said, I remember everything important that concerns you.”“Me? Just me and nothing else?” Bellatrix raised her eyebrows in shock.“Why would I need to remember something unimportant?” Hermione looked at her, equally confused.“Because memories shape you! You are who you are thanks to the life you’ve had and you can’t just forget about it,” she replied, pinching the bridge of her nose and gulping the full glass in one go. “This shouldn’t have happened. This shouldn’t have happened,” she chanted, horrified. “I must have done something wrong.”“Bella,” the girl smiled gently and caressed a pale cheek when her vampire started to spiral. “The memories are there. I know they are. I just can’t reach them at the moment, but they are not lost,” she reassured and kissed her. “You’ve done nothing wrong, my black mamba.”“I think there are many people that would beg to differ.”“Well, I don’t care about them,” she simply shrugged again and placed her head back to Bella’s chest.“I’ve killed, Hermione.”“Wicked.”“And tortured people to the brink of insanity.”“I bet you did,” the girl mused. “Do you regret any of it?”“No.”“Good. I wouldn’t want you to live your life with regrets,” she replied steadily and kissed pale skin below the collarbone.“This is… pet, you need get your memories back.”“I will. I think they’ll start to come to me in the upcoming days.”“Do you promise? Do you truly feel like your memories are there, just unreachable now?”“You can always look into my head, you know.”“What? No. It’s enough that I feel your emotions, pain and strong immediate thoughts. I wouldn’t violate your privacy like that.”“Well it wouldn’t be a violation if I’m offering, would it?” she smiled.“You hated this part of the bond. Absolutely loathed it actually,” Bellatrix replied, shocked once again.“Why would I hate it? I know you wouldn’t hurt me,” she planted an open mouth kiss on a pale neck.Just few more days of this. Just few more days. The vampire repeated in her head and hugged the girl closer to protect her from everything and everyone. She was too precious for this mean world. And she was now more vulnerable than ever.“I wouldn’t hurt you. Ever.”“I know,” she reassured again and kissed the vampire.
  
  

    
      
        
        
          As you can see, it's not my best work so I just ended it and tried to move on :D Let's hope next chapter will be better'
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