Eighth Year

Panic coursed through the very veins of Hermione Granger, causing the Mudblood to draw her wand tucked away beneath her school robes. The very same school robes she had abandoned a year prior to defeating the Dark Lord Voldemort alongside her companions Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley. Her ears perked upon recognizing the familiar maniacal cackle that echoed across the empty halls of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy.

Hermione knew the cackle, her arm still throbbing from what had transpired nearly a year prior when she was captured by Voldemort’s Lieutenant, the psychotic Bellatrix Lestrange. A woman born dark and naturally psychotic Hermione was quite relieved when she heard the dark witch was defeated and killed only now, the brightest witch of her age wasn’t so sure. The witch’s hand gripped tightly against her wand, pointing the magical instrument at every shadow of the empty hall fearful of an ambush only to hear the familiar voice of the dark witch.

“Well, well if it isn’t a dirty little Mudblood all alone.” Bellatrix sneered gleefully from the shadows, her traditional dark attire ironically serving as better concealment than Hermione’s own school uniform. The same uniform she had worn the entire day and well into the night where most students were to be asleep but not Hermione.

It was a benefit of being a hero but now Hermione wished she had returned to the dorms alongside her companions rather than remain in the library well pass closing studying. At least that way she would have a chance of survival but now Miss Granger was not so sure as she spoke defiantly, her fear temporarily subsided.

“How are you alive?” Hermione shouted, performing an illumination spell that she had hoped would reveal her tormentor while continuing to demand answers “Mrs. Weasley told me she killed you.”

Once again laughter echoed across the halls, causing the hairs on Hermione’s arms to rise from the goosebumps currently forming.

“As if that blood traitor could harm me.” Bellatrix cackled in response “We merely obeyed Master’s orders and waited should he ever be defeated so that vengeance would be ours in the end.”

“We?” Hermione questioned curiously only to be struck from behind by a small fire spell that ultimately set her poor dark robes ablaze.

Quick to act Hermione slipped her arms free of the enflamed clothing and allowed it to fall harmlessly to the floor before releasing a simple extinguisher spell to put out the fire. A costly mistake once Hermione realized the flame would have alerted the staff of danger but alas the dark robe was now covered in white foam. Yet the smell of smoke clung to Hermione as she realized her white top had caught aflame as well and quickly patted the fire away with her hands.

Again, this was a costly mistake when Hermione heard an all too familiar disarming spell that she was too slow to defend against and soon found herself disarmed. All alone in an empty hallway, disarmed and with her clothes reeking of smoke Hermione was wise enough to know there was only one option left and that was to run back the way she came.

Turning Hermione recognized the all too familiar silver skull masks of **** Eaters having fought countless men and women dressed in the same attire. Only now was Hermione disarmed, her wand left sprawling in some corner of the hall, and she was trapped with a group of blood purists who no doubt would love their pound of flesh.

So, she did the only logical thing she could do, she turned around and attempted to run the other way, her actions perfectly aligned with a frightened animal fleeing from a predator.

Panicked Hermione could do nothing when she turned and saw the familiar maddening face of Bellatrix, the dark witch’s wand pointed at her counterpart.

In a swift movement Hermione witnessed a green bolt being released from Bellatrix’s wand and aimed directly at the brilliant witch. Her first thoughts naturally assuming it to be a **** spell and waited for the inevitable by closing her eyes but it never came. Instead, Hermione was astonished to feel cold steel around her wrists and ankles, causing Hermione to open her eyes and discover she had been shackled.

“Your suffering has only just begun Mudblood. The Dark Lord wanted to give you a very special treatment.” Bellatrix declared spinning in madness while moving closer to the restrained witch.

Testing her bonds Hermione noted there was no way to escape, the silvery restraints lacked any seams or even a keyhole that would free the witch. Her wrists were kept a few inches apart from each by chains while her legs were thankfully granted a larger separation that would allow Hermione to continue to move.

Realizing this Hermione quickly thought to charge the mad witch only for Bellatrix to cackle once again and release the same spell against her captive, striking Hermione in the neck and causing her to feel cold just above her shoulders.

Before she realized what was happening another spell was released this time she saw what happened as a chain seemingly appeared out of nowhere and connected itself to whatever was on Hermione’s neck. The obvious answer would be a collar of some sort that fit well with Bellatrix’s madness as the crazed witch ironically used her spin to pull Hermione closer towards her.

In a matter of seconds Hermione found herself trapped mere inches from her worse enemy while the **** Eaters slowly encircled them seemingly to witness what was to happen.

“Look boys I’ve captured a Mudblood.” Bellatrix boasted, smiling at how Hermione attempted to glare at the resurrected dark witch who merely returned the favor with her brave captive by contorting her face into a vile smile.

“Oh, we have much in store for you Mudblood. The Dark Lord knew you were the reason the Half-Blood survived and now you shall pay.” Bellatrix explained with a glint in her eyes that left Hermione even more fearful.

What does the Mad Witch have in store?

A) Corporal Punishment

B) Walk of Shame

C) Gangbang

D) Lick the Cat

E) A Dark Lesson

F) Show and Tell

G) Other (Ideas)

As always thanks for reading. Feel free to add your own ideas and chapters as well and vote for the next option.