Chapter 3
Hermione lay awake, unable to sleep, looking at her clock she could see it was 1am already, normally this wouldn’t affect her much, but her 11 year old body said otherwise, her body was dead tired, yet her brain was flying at a million miles an hour, she could of sworn you could of nearly been able to hear all the thoughts whining about her head if you listened hard enough
“God damnit, I’ll never get to sleep at this rate, i should at least do something productive”
Getting up, Hermione got dressed in a simply set of a shirt, oversized hoodie and tracksuit pants, letting her hair stay down for the first time in years, it was also much longer then it had been before time traveling, she still couldn’t believe she had died and traveled back in time, but had accepted that she had no choice, so she might as well make good with it, it had been 3 weeks since her taming of the winged horse’s, she was to ride one of them tomorrow, the excitement of it not helping her attempts to sleep, as she snuck out of the dormitories and to the garden, her mind wandered to the things she had done to improve her Necromantic abilities, she had done several rituals, being more resistant to most poisons, slower bleeding, and something that could prove very helpful, immunity to veritaserum, as well as spending hours upon hours of reading the books in Deaths library, learning spells, enlarging her arsenal, the work was hard, but she felt it was worth it.
Blood magic practise on the other hand, was much harder, constantly having to make constant cuts along her body hurt like hell, she had to start making blood replenishing potions almost every other day, but she had found incredible power in it, her already powerful stupefy could now knock out a centaur with just a few drops of blood as a booster, it was incredible, but she wasn’t sure it was worth hurting herself constantly for it.
Hermione eventually reached the garden, then took a door out to the forest, it was pitch black with a gentle breeze blowing through the tree’s, the slight noises of animals moving was strangely, calming, finding a small clearing, Hermione decided to just sit down and enjoy being in such a calm area, it had been a long time since she had been able to just sit down and enjoy herself, she looked up at the near full moon, admiring how it shone light across the whole clearing with ease
“INCARCEROUS!”
Ropes suddenly wrapped around Hermione in Shibari bonds, dropping her to the ground flat on her stomach
“Hmhmhm, who do we have here?”
Hermione’s eyes widened, she knew that voice, it’d fueled her nightmare’s for years, the source of her tourture and her forever reminder of what she was, as it’s owner’s face took over her view, it’s black eye piercing into her own
It was the voice and face, of Bellatrix Lestrange
“Who has dared to come near me? Are you really so daft?”
“B, Bellatrix? How are you alive? M, Molly killed you!”
“How do you know what happened!? CRUCIO!”
All Hermione could feel was pain, inescapable, mind breaking pain, it was if her nerves had been lit with fiendfyre, she flailed across the ground groaning in pain until, finally, it stopped
“How do you know about that, who are you? Or who were you?”
“I, I am Hermoine Rousseau, I used to be Hermione Granger”
“Oh, Muddy! It has been a while! Isn’t this delightful!”
“What do you want Bellatrix?”
“Well, I, want to kill you! But i have a wee problem, i have to hunt for food and shelter is hard to make, so I’m thinking i could force you to do some things for me!”
Bellatrix turned while she talked and walked to a tent Hermione now noticed, quickly, she bit her lip, causing a few drops of blood to fall and pointed her finger at the rope holding her hands together and cast a silent diffindeo, releasing her, and pulled out her wand, just in time too as Bellatrix turned
“STUPEFY!”
“BOMBARDA!”
Hermione was blown to the side as her own spell barely missed Bellatrix, quickly standing, the pair’s duel resumed, beams of all colors fle across the clearing, many of which accompanied with red tendrils around them from Hermione’s blood magic, after minuets of heart stopping terror and dueling, Hermione finally hit Bellatrix with a blood powered Bombarda that hit Bellatrix in the legs, blowing them off her
“Ahhhh!, you, you filthy Mudblood!”
“Expelliarmus!”
Bellatrix’s wand flew into her hand, as Hermione stared at the woman bleeding out in front of her, as her eyes grew heavy from the blood flowing from her waist
“Well then, go on, kill me!”
“No, I’m no monster”
Then, Death showed up, the little girl sat on a tree branch swinging her legs
“You know, i have a spell i would like you to try”
“Oh what is it Death? Can’t you see I’m a bit busy?”
“You’re joking right? There is no chance Death is a child, Death is a giant skeleton wrapped in dark robes!” Bellatrix spat out
“No, I’m Death, nobody ever gets my appearance right, anyways, Hermione, try saying numquam solus, and you do need to be in your reaper form for this, please and thank you”
“God damn you Death”
Hermione took a deep breath in, and focused, the blood started to bleed from her eyes as they turned black, and the blackness grew across the rest of her body
“Wh, what the, what are you?”
“Why me dear Bellatrix, Hermione is my own little necromancer! As well as my vasel, she can do some pretty fun things, now Hermione, the spell!”
“O, okay, numquam solus!”
Bellatrix started convulsing, her body shaking wildly, as a bright white ball came out of her mouth and flew towards Hermione, unwillingly, Hermione’s mouth was forced open and the ball flew inside it, then her mouth was shut, and her vision went white.
“Granger! Granger!”
Hermione wearily opened her eyes, a bright light painfully burning them, as her vision slowly adjusted, she saw the Deputy headmistress standing over her with Magical police around her
“Y, yes Professor?”
“Oh thank god you're alive, what the hell happened here, we were told that several explosions were seen along with a bright light, we come here and see you nearly dead and a legless body on the ground! Granger what happened!?”
Hermione’s head was pounding, barely able to think, she found herself too weak to even raise a hand to clutch it
“I, i don’t remember Professor, there was some sort of creature, it attacked that women, i tried to help and, i, i can’t remember anything else”
“Well, the important thing is you’re alive, i want you to go to the infirmary, and to not mention this to anyone else, this is top secret”
“Y, yes Professor”
Hermione shakily tried to stand, but nearly fell immediately, the Professor catching her just in time
“Careful! Well then, i guess we’ll have to apparate you there, try not to throw up”
Hermione then felt the great pressure on her body, then being squeezed into a pinprick of space, then suddenly being forced outwards again, stumbling as she stood, barely able to stand from her lack of energy.
“Oh lord! Is she okay? What happened?”
“I’m not sure and it is being investigated”
“Oh alright, lay her down here, i need to run a diagnosis”
Hermione found herself lifted up and placed on a soft bed, it felt like she was back in the hospital wing of Hogwarts
“Oh dear, she’s got severe magical exhaustion as well as blood loss, I’ll need blood replenishing potions and a sleeping draught”
Hermione heard rustle of movement as her eyelids grew as heavy as a Hippogriff, she just barley could keep them open, as her mouth was opened and the disgusting taste of blood replenishing potions assaulted her mouth, nearly causing her to throw it all up, then the tasteless liquid of a sleeping draught, then her eyes closed, everything turned black, then white once more, looking around, she wasn’t at Beauxbatons anymore, but a seemingly infinitely expanding white plain
“Well, too you long enough”
Spinning around, she saw Bellatrix standing there, racing for her wand, she found it was missing, panicking, she ran at her and tackled her and started to try and hit her but her efforts failed as Bellatrix blocked each one with ease
“You stupid Mudblood! Unhand me!”
“Never! You should be dead!”
They continued to struggle, but soon Bellatrix gained the upper hand, she rolled them around, bringing Bellatrix on top with Hermione underneath her ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) and began to return punches back, landing one, solid hit to Hermione’s jaw and stomach, leaving Hermione wheezing and gasping for air, then Bellatrix started to weigh in, constantly hitting Hermione in the face, left, right, left, right, Hermione’s face quickly becoming a red mass from constant gashes and wounds bleeding from her, but finally managed to bring her legs up and kick Bellatrix off her, then quickly stood up, using her momentum to land a hard uppercut to Bellatrix’s jaw, who immediately went limp, and and crumpled to the ground, unconscious, and with a pool of crimson red growing from the back of her head, leaving Hermione standing, wounded, exhausted, but victorious.
“Holy, shit, i just fought Bellatrix Lestrange, and, won, how the fuck did i do that?”
Her legs gave out underneath her, dropping to her knees, her breath became labored, having not been in a proper fist fight for a long time, she forgot how tiring it can be, she wished she was able to just lie in a bed for a while.
To her intense surprise, a bed appeared next to her, as she climbed onto it, she suddenly felt like something was wrong, bolting upright again, she saw a spot of black growing out from underneath Bellatrix’s unconscious body, quickly expanding, before slowing to a crawl, then slowing further, moving at inches an hour, she got up and walked over to it, it encompassed an area similar to a large car, she reached out and poked it, quickly, it spread up to the edge of her fingernail, before stopping
“What the hell…”
Suddenly, she was once again staring at a pure white roof, looking around, she saw she was in the Beauxbatons medical wing
“Hermione! You're finally awake!”
Looking to her left, she saw Fleur and Edda sitting there, although it looked like Fleur had fallen asleep
“Hey Edda, how's it been”
“Pretty worrying, you’ve been out for 3 days”
“3 days? Jesus, what have I missed?”
“Well uhh, that witch in the forest was buried, quidditch trials have begun, Fluer’s crush on you has grown-”
“I DON'T HAVE A CRUSH!”
Both Hermione and Edda jumped as Fleur suddenly stood stiff as a board with her face as red as blood
“Jeez Fleur, i was only joking”
“O, oh, right”
The trio spent the next few hours chatting and catching Hermione up, who was groaning about all the work she had missed claiming it would “Take days to catch up on!” but soon enough Edda and Fleur had to leave as visiting hours closed, as Hermione laid back, she realized she had missed her try at riding a winged horse, she hoped she would still be able to do that, as well as a strange compulsion to buy a broom, she already had new abilities, why not try and get into the quidditch team? After all, Ron and Harry seemed to love it, she never understood why, maybe by playing it she would understand, as she jumped when she heard a voice
“What have you done this time, mudblood?”