Devil’s Soul
The sound of a long yawn broke Hermione's drowsy moment. She stood up and turned her head towards the bedroom door. Andy was making pancakes from what Hermione's nose could tell. The sound of the shower was echoing through the room, and she just lay there, belly up, arms and legs spread, naked as the day she came into the world.
"Are you still lying down, darling?" Cissa's voice rang out from the bathroom door, and Hermione turned her face towards it. She started to answer but quickly covered her face with her hand as she yawned.
"I was in the hospital for 36 hours, kitty. I was tired." The blonde smiled softly and walked over. Her damp hair flung over her opposite shoulder, and she sat up. Hermione rose enough to run her hand gently over Narcissa's cheek and jaw, pulling her in for a kiss. "Good morning, my pretty girl." The blonde blushed slightly and smiled.
"Good morning. Did you sleep well?" She asked gently. Narcissa in private moments was like that, gentle and warm, no rough edges to poke those she wasn't comfortable with. It had been a few months since that night's arrangement that changed everything. It was a good thing for Hermione that they never got to the aggressive point as that night had been. Yes, pain was part of their sexual routine, but it was for pleasure and not forced submission. Narcissa's “break-me” personality was momentary, and yet when the blonde vied for power, it was much less violent. "What went through your mind? Your eyes turned slightly violet." Narcissa questioned curiously.
"I slept well. How about you? And, I was remembering that first night where I had to use brute force to subdue you. I'm glad we didn't go back at that point." The blonde nodded.
"I slept well. I like knowing you guys are beside me in bed." Narcissa didn't like to sleep cuddled, that was something Hermione quickly discovered. The blonde would sleep in her own space and push if anyone tried to hug. But still, it was nice to hear that the blonde felt comfort in being there beside them. "And I'm glad we didn't get back to that. I'm really sorry I hurt you." She ran her hand over Hermione's face and felt the tiny, tiny scar that remained. For some reason, the healing spells still left a small mark. "I didn't mean to scar you. I didn't expect to slap you or have my ring cut your face." Hermione turned her face and kissed the blonde's palm.
"It's okay. We've evolved a lot since then." That was really true. The three women found a good harmony.
"Are you still planning to see Bella? I don't know if she'll see you…" Narcissa spoke in a worried tone, and Hermione sat on the edge of the bed and leaned in, pulling the blonde into a long kiss that melted the Black. "That's a good way to wake up." The woman snorted, and Hermione smiled, rubbing her nose gently against Narcissa's.
"Yes, I plan on going to see Bellatrix. Harry did some research for me. Apparently, Rodolphus is out of the house in the afternoon. I want to try to find her in a less controlled position to see what happens. From what we've heard, she doesn't leave the house for practically anything." Narcissa sighed heavily.
"She could be being held captive or in captivity in this crazy marriage my parents arranged for her." The blonde moaned slightly uncomfortably. "This damn family is a mess." This made Hermione laugh softly.
"I'll find out what's going on." She spoke and stood up, pulling on her robe and putting it on. When she was pulling away Narcissa’s hand made contact with hers.
"You said you will kill them if necessary... Is that true?" Narcissa's tone was somber and Hermione sighed, pulling her to her feet. The blonde was taller, like all Blacks, so the brunette leaned over and kissed Narcissa's chin.
"I will do anything to protect you." The brunette's tone was honest. The blonde sighed and kissed Hermione.
"I am grateful to you." She spoke with her eyes closed, and the brunette knew that whatever was going on at the Black House was horrible enough that Cygnus' three daughters were so traumatized so when someone offering their soul to death was something they were grateful for. Hermione didn't even try to think about what had happened to those women so much. She only knew that she would protect her partners no matter what.
The fact that Bellatrix appeared to be trapped in a mansion of reinforced steel doors raised a lot of red flags for Hermione, and she wouldn't just talk to the woman on behalf of her sisters but out of her own curiosity. If there was one thing Hermione didn't care about, it was killing people who deserved to die. There were a lot of judges, jurors and executioners, but she didn't care. She was after all a demon, and demons in the grand scheme of things didn't care about humans. Humans were food, and that was it. But Hermione's human side clung to people, and therefore, those people mattered.
Hermione then walked with Narcissa to the kitchen. It was always fun to see the difference between the two sisters' personalities. Andy, when she saw the two women, smiled broadly and took the frying pan from the flame on the stove. She then walked over to Hermione and pulled her into a long, deep kiss. With her arms still around the Succubus' shoulders, she leaned over and kissed Narcissa's jaw, chin and lips. The blonde just smiled and moved to stand behind Andy. Hermione's hands were on the woman's hips, and she just smiled when she felt Narcissa's hands slowly moving up Andy's stomach to her breasts.
Andy moaned and tilted her head to the side, giving Narcissa room to kiss her neck. The older brunette just leaned in and kissed Hermione as the two women's hands moved over her body. Hermione spun Andy around in her arms, and she faced Narcissa. The blonde pulled her into a deep kiss. The brunette waved her hand a few times and kept the food warm with a stasis spell, and with another wave, she turned off the stove.
The succubus' hands began to pull the loose T-shirt Andy was wearing off the older one's body. Narcissa seeing this just reached for the tiny shorts her sister wore.
Narcissa's fingers found Andy's wet pussy. The brunette just leaned over and moaned loudly as Hermione's hands began kneading her breasts and pulling her nipples firmly.
"Oh that's a great way to start a morning..." Andy gasped and moaned as she felt Narcissa's mouth trail down her stomach and her hands pulling her panties down.
"Spread your legs." Narcissa ordered as she bit down on Andy's hip bone. The brunette did as ordered and spread her legs wider. She leaned against Hermione and bent to kiss the succubus. The two kissed deeply, and Andy felt Hermione's fingers rolled and squeezing her nipples.
"Oh fuck... Cissy..." Andy moaned loudly. "Mistress!" She gasped as the succubus bit down hard on her shoulder.
"Two steps back, kitty." Narcissa obeyed without even blinking. Andy was pushed on top of Narcissa who was kneeling on the floor. "Bend forward Babygirl." Andy's hands rested on the kitchen counter, and Narcissa continued to lick Andy's clit. Hermione let her hand wander down until it reached between Andy's ass cheeks. A finger brushed between her cheeks and then she migrated down.
Hermione felt Narcissa's tongue brush against her finger and then the succubus moved so that one finger penetrated deep into Andy.
It was very early in the day, and Hermione didn't mind spending part of her morning off fucking the two women she loved.
"Put your finger with mine inside Andy." Cissy nodded and took a finger along with Hermione's. The two began together to fuck Andy with desire while Narcissa sucked her clit and Hermione branded Andy's back and ass. For the mediwitch, having two women on their knees drinking her was an enormous pleasure, almost immeasurable. She came beautifully in both women's mouths and fingers.
"Oh fuck, that was great... Fucking amazing." Andy spoke breathlessly and pulled the two women in for a kiss.
"Your turn, Kitty…" Narcissa's eyes widened as Hermione lifted her by the legs and sat her down on the counter. "Open your legs." Narcissa, who was still wearing only her after-bath robe, did as ordered. The robe's knot was opened by Andy, and then, the older sister's mouth went straight to Narcissa's nipples. "Come here Baby Girl." The succubus pulled the brunette by the hair away from Narcissa's body. "Look at her. Look how wet and ready she is." Narcissa gasped and moaned as Hermione took Andy's hand and smiled. "Fuck her with three fingers." Andy didn't flinch to obey, she opened Narcissa with her fingers and then thrust three fingers inside her younger sister. Hermione smiled wide. "The first time you got five fingers, Kitty." Hermione held up three fingers. "Let's try six." This made Narcissa moan loudly and gasp. "Color?"
"Green, green. Fuck me please." Narcissa moaned, and Hermione nodded.
"Turn your palm down, babygirl." With that, Andy's three fingers were inside Narcissa, pointing to the bottom walls of her pussy. Hermione started slowly with one finger brushing the front wall then two and then moved harder with the third. Narcissa stood with her mouth slightly open and her eyes closed. The two women continued to fuck Narcissa, and then Hermione smiled. "Take the right, and I will take the left." With that as Hermione's mouth began to suck and bite her left nipple, Andy took a second to repeat the action. Narcissa came right after a sharp bite from each of her partners and a hard finger fuck.
Hermione slowly pulled away from the two women and smiled broadly. She simply untied her robe and looked at the two women.
"My turn." This made both women smile, and Hermione moved into the living room.
She simply sat on the living room sofa and spread her legs. It didn't even take a few seconds, Andy quickly knelt on one of her sides, and Narcissa went between her legs.
"I want you both eating me out" They both nodded, and quickly, Andy leaned in, starting to lick Hermione's clit. Narcissa started sucking her lips, and before long, the two sisters found a good rhythm where they ate Hermione off, and the succubus loved it when the two women's tongues touched as they licked and sucked her. It took a short time, and then, the brunette simply arched and let herself cum against the two women's mouths.
"Oh that's a great start to the morning." Narcissa spoke, and Andy giggled.
"Breakfast now?" Andy asked, and the three moved into the kitchen. Each dressed in the clothes they were wearing and then in a much more restrained way they had a peaceful breakfast.
They watched some television, much to Narcissa's disgust, who hated the noisy object. So until Andy and Cissa went to work, they stayed together. Andy was laying against Hermione's chest on the sofa, and Narcissa was reading calmly in the armchair.
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Hermione was wearing a hooded coat and a spell that totally changed her features and details. She wanted to investigate and not get caught. She stopped in front of the large Lestrange mansion. She was intrigued by what was going on there. The succubus's fingertips smoothed over the shields that crackled against her fingers. She had been preparing for this for the past few months. Well, since Andy had commented months ago about how Bella protected her and Narcissa, long before the blonde was added to the mix.
She had read everything she could about magical wards and even found it fascinating. She found the work itself of creating and breaking wards extremely tedious and methodical, but she was a mediwitch. The art of subtle magic manipulation was something she knew how to do very well.
The tip of the nail lightly scraped the shield and then with her dominant hand she took the wand, the tip glowed slightly and she began the methodical and downright tedious work of creating a tear that was subtle and big enough for her to get through. The barrier held a little longer than Hermione anticipated. But everything turned out as she predicted.
She walked around the Lestrange family grounds with curiosity. That was when a furious growl was heard by the Succubus, and she turned around. A croup was looking at her with the all-black dog's red eyes glowing in protective fury. Hermione smirked, and her eyes glowed violet. Her arm imprints lit up, and she growled in an absurdly hoarse tone and the magical animal cringed and pulled its eyes down, turning onto its back in clear submission to the most powerful creature. Hermione then continued walking, now the Croup was walking a few steps behind her
She approached the back door of the house, and with a simple opening spell, she unlocked the house and entered. The house was strangely empty, and she continued walking calmly through the corridors of the strangely frightening house, even by Hermione's demonic standards. And that meant a lot, as she had been in a demonic lair in a catacomb, below a church in Norway. The house was clean with no cobwebs and no dust, but there was something in the air that made things weird, almost as if a cursed aura surrounded the place. Hermione, demon or not, didn't like what this place carried.
The whole house had the same style, wooden floors, walls painted green with dark wood boards underneath. Very empty, leaving long corridors and locked doors. It was weird.
She heard some noises in a door further ahead and walked there. She opened the door calmly, and there was Bellatrix Black. Hermione blinked a few times seeing the state of the woman. The Succubus removed her disguise, as she insisted that the oldest of the Blacks see who she was. Bellatrix was a lot like Andromeda, but her hair was black, and her eyes green. But overall, they could easily pass for twins. But this was a sick version of Andromeda... A woman who wasn't doing well in any way.
She wasn't okay, clearly not okay. Hermione watched in silence for a few moments. She focused on reading. The dress was dirty and old. It didn't seem to fit Bellatrix's body exactly, and she had a cut that was clearly fresh on her lip, and her eye appeared to be healing from a bruise. She was thin, almost scrawny, with the cheekbones showing and missing muscle to look harmonious. Maybe it was this tremendous low weight that made the dress look so wrong on the woman's body.
"You are not a delight to behold." Hermioen's sentence made the older woman jump in fear and look at her with wide eyes. Hermione clearly saw the fear in the woman's eyes. She looked at Hermione, and the succubus heard the woman's heart slowly calm down. Hermione wondered where the woman's wand was. Bellatrix was in the past known to be an excellent duelist and a sharp mind in DADA from what the Hogwarts records indicated. She was even observed to be hired by the ministry, which was a hiring that obviously never happened as she married shortly after graduation. Hermione saw a woman who was stopped, held and destroyed by her husband and parents.
"You're the girl Cissy and Andy are parading around with..." She spoke in a raspy tone, and Hermione wondered if she was allowed to speak. "You shouldn't be here…" Hermione saw a nervous twitch in Bellatrix's eyelid and then she reached out with the book to put it on the table. Her hand was shaking, and Hermione wondered how much she should weigh.
"Ah yes. I was curious about the third part of the Black Trinity, and so, I decided to come meet you." She spoke as she walked over and sat down in the armchair next to Bella. She saw the woman flinch at the proximity and then sigh in relief as Hermione walked past her and sat down. "I won't touch you." She spoke normally.
"If Mr Lastrange comes home and sees you, he will kill you." She spoke by holding her arms and pressing her short, broken nails against her skin.
"Your sisters asked me to kill your parents, but I think I will kill your husband too." The phrase was spoken casually, and Bellatrix looked startled.
"They will kill you, torture you, and break you..." She spoke, repeating herself.
"I very much doubt it." Hermione spoke softly. "Is that what they do to you? Do they torture you?" Bellatrix looked at the floor and swallowed hard. "Look at me." The tone was soft, and at the same time, it was authoritative enough for Bella's eyes to go up to her. "Answer me, pet." The nickname came out so normal that Hermione barely noticed.
"You called me a pet…" Bellatrix spoke not knowing how to react.
"Well you look like a scared puppy. Pet seems like fitting." Hermione spoke calmly. "Do they torture you?" She questioned again.
"Yes…" Bella replied after a long time. "My body and my mind. In the most painful ways I can think of... Mr. Lastrange is particularly good at physical torture..." She spoke softly and gasped. "And when he's not content with the pain, he wants sex, and it hurts…" She spoke again, and Hermione felt her body tense. If there was one thing she hated, it was rapists and torturers.
"Do you want me to kill them? To burn this place down? To set you free?" Hermione spoke as she got up and dropped to one knee beside Bella. She put a hand to the back of the sofa beside Bellatrix and approached the woman. Their faces were a few inches apart.
"And what happens to me?" She spoke shakily, and she saw her eyes glow violet.
"You will be free." Hermione spoke firmly.
"But I'm going to be alone....I've never been alone and-and-" She stammered, and Hermione understood how much this woman was used to forcibly submitting.
"I'll take you to your sisters. I swear." She didn't swear unless she had to and that was it.
"Okay…" Bella spoke tiny. Hermione then asked several questions about how and when Black's parents and her husband were gathered in the same place. Apparently, they had biweekly meetings, and the next one was approaching. This made Hermione smile eerily and nod.
"In a little over a week, Bellatrix Black, I will release you from the burden of your marriage and family. I will kill your parents and your husband, and only the four of us will know it." With that, Hermione got up and started to move out of the room. "Don't look too hopeful around them and close your mind. Put that memory in the middle of one of the many tortures of your childhood and forget I was here." Bellatrix nodded, and then, Hermione left. She had a murder to plan.
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Hermione had things planned out as they should be. Being "evil" was natural for when you had demon blood. The natural chaos of the world was attractive and sometimes being the cause of chaos was even more fun. But planning the murder of three people was complex.
During that week, Narcissa had a single task, to create a memory for the minds of the three where Hermione spent the night with Narcissa and Andy, and therefore would have an alibi for the murder. It was simple. Tricking the system was absolutely simple when you had an auror friend who was keen to talk about how an investigation worked. Hermione spent months forging the plan, learning how and what was most functional. And she would have fun, but it would be safe. Anod now all those months of preparation for a utopian plan, became useful and real.
Andy's task was to get potions and ingredients to heal the older sister who was extremely weakened. They would gather at Malfoy Manor after all was done.
The night was dark. A waning moon in the sky made everything much darker and more attractive. Hermione entered through the same passage and door as before. She did a silent job, wearing a black mask and a hood, all made up so anyone who might see her didn’t recognize her. The desire for blood did not outweigh the care not to be arrested and executed like a common murderer.
She waited, and from a dark corner, she noted how restless Bellatrix was. Something that was punished with a hard slap across the face by Rodolphus. It made Hermione's blood boil, but she waited. They ate... Well, the three of them ate. Bella sat in her place, with no food and her head down. No wonder she was malnourished.
"Let's start the fun Bellatrix." Cygnus spoke with a cruel smile and pointed his wand at his daughter. The Cruciatus hit Bella full on, and she started to laugh maniacally, and Druella raised her wand to her daughter. This was clearly what Andy called the mental tortures began.
"Ah more than fun..." Hermione's modified voice rang out and startled the three of them there. "My turn." The succubus wand made a quick movement, and in a few seconds, the three were securely tied by magic ropes. The three's wands floated up to Hermione, and she smiled under her mask. The only thing evident was the lavender eyes that looked at Bellatrix steadily. "Runaway girl. Go somewhere safe. Get out of my sights before I kill you. Take what you want and leave."
"You out there protecting this bitch?" Rodolphus yelled, and Hermione looked at him curiously. He was a handsome man, with angular features and a clean beard. His light brown eyes sparkled with fury, and the brown hair that had once been neatly lined was messed up by the slapping of magic bindings. He was wearing nice clothes, dragon hide if Hermione's eyes didn't deceive her. It was a stark contrast to Bella and the tattered clothes.
"You like this luxury don't you, little boy?" Hermione asked, looking around. The room was very luxuriously decorated with items in gold. There were stuffed heads of magical animals and muggles. The table was dressed with fancy food, and everything smelled of old money.
"We can pay you. Let us go, and we can pay you whatever you want." Druella spoke, trying to scramble. It was sad to kill a woman who looked so much like Narcissa with blond hair and blue eyes. The face was similar and even the clothes. But the younger Black was a much improved version of her own mother.
"You can even have our daughter's whore if you want." Cygnus knew that without a wand it was hard to win a fight, and he preferred to get out of it alive. He had black hair and hazel eyes, a mix between Bella and Andy. His face was clean of beard, and he had a single scar on his eyebrow that even gave him an air of charm.
"And what would I do with a broken toy, Mr Black? I have three perfect toys here. Let the girl starve from the streets." Hermoine then laughed at her own phrase. She approached Druella and ran her finger over the woman's face. "Too bad that I'll have to kill a pretty woman like you, but what good is the pretty exterior if it's rotten and dirty inside." She spoke and then grabbed the woman's face. The older one moaned in pain as she had the Succubus' nails dug into both cheeks until blood leaked out.
"What do you want, you bitch?" Rodolphus spoke and then screamed in pain as she slapped his face hard enough to make him fall sideways.
"Watch your tongue boy before I cut it off." Hermione growled, and then, she giggled as she noticed how easy it was to subdue the three of them. "Who would have thought that three of the most powerful pure bloods in England would be like scared little puppies. It's much easier to torture someone who can't defend themselves and is outnumbered isn't it? I know you had fun torturing Bellatrix. I watched many of these sessions. I was at your house, and you never noticed. I could fuck you in your sleep, Rodolphus, and you wouldn't know. A petulant child playing torturer." That was a huge lie, but it served to cause panic.
Hermione stayed there for a few hours. Their screams of terror and pain were music to her sadistic ear. She liked to cause pain and liked the chaos that death brought. She didn't care about the bits of fingernails and fingers strewn across the floor. The blood that stained her clothes or anything else that could cause a mess. It was fun with the blood and guts. She was pretty sure there was an eye dangling from one of the room's lights. At some point in the torture, she heard the door close, and all she needed was confirmation that Bellatrix was off the ground.
She then smiled over the bodies of the three she set out to kill. With Cygnus' wand, she conjured Fiendfyre. The aggressive and magical fire consumed the room and the house as Hermione left the place. She threw all the old clothes that she wore into the fire and wore Muggle clothes. She then picked up the panicked magic dog and started walking off the property. Everything would be burned to ashes, and nothing would be discovered. She walked the animal home and then went to Malfoy Manor in a muggle way. It was impossible to locate her that way. Upon entering the mansion grounds, she saw Bellatrix's broken woman being healed by Andy.
"It's done?" Narcissa asked as she watched her sister on the couch.
"It's done." She spoke firmly and then the magic dog ran to Bella and whimpered.
"What the hell is that?" Narcissa asked, blinking confused.
"A dog." Hermioen spoke with a shrug. "Is the memory ready?"
"Yeah, let me just include the damn dog." Narcissa sighed and touched Hermione's head as memory merged normally with the others. It was a simple memory where Narcissa merged several others into a new one. The three dined at the mansion and then fucked... Only to be interrupted by Bellatrix and a dog appearing at the mansion door asking for help saying that a magical fire had consumed the Lestrange mansion. In her memory, the clothes were burned, and Hermione knew the burnt dress was somewhere in the house to prove it. Andy then notified the aurors in memory and in real life. And Hermione took care of Bella along with Andromeda.