Chapter 8: Closer

Her cold hands easily touched each other behind Hermione's back, and she pulled her closer, hearing the quiet sniffles lessen. Removing one hand, she pulled her ragged cloak around the two of them, before placing her hand back where it was. Hermione pulled back for a second, and smiled, before resuming the hug once more.

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She woke up in Bellatrix's arms. The two of them were lying together on the floor, and though she was initially embarrassed, she found that she was actually quite comfortable. She'd long since gotten used to the cold that the floor gave off – and after all, it wasn't really that cold with Bellatrix wrapped around her. Or was she wrapped around Bellatrix?

They were both wrapped around each other, she decided. She heard the keys clinking to open the cell door and hurriedly pulled herself away from Bellatrix, going to stand over by the wall. Breakfast was pushed through the bars, and she immediately sat down and began to eat her portion. Dry porridge, tasting mildly of bananas.

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Bellatrix sighed inwardly when she woke up and Hermione was on the other side of the cell. A dream, then. It wouldn't be the first.
"'Morning," she muttered, pulling her bowl of slop towards her.
"Good morning," came the swift reply. "I'm sorry for, uh, wrapping myself around you last night." No eye contact. Not a dream.
"I can't curse you for it without incurring the Dark Lord's wrath for killing one of his, so don't expect revenge." That's fine. Do you want to do it again? Your arms are so lovely to be in.

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She finally looked up and saw Bellatrix laboriously spooning food into her mouth with those sluggish movements that she knew all too well. She, too, experienced them, though not nearly as much as the older woman. It was a side effect of the Dementors – Azkaban in general, really – and they would hopefully go away once they got out. The Dark Lord must be coming soon, she deliberated. And not just for her and Bellatrix, since she knew full well there were a great many other Death Eaters trapped. With the war picking up, there was no way the Dark Lord would wait much longer to get all of his army free.

She looked back at Bellatrix, and wondered what thoughts consumed her. Probably the same as mine, she thought, absent-mindedly letting her eyes travel her body. Thin, though prison would do that to you.

Hermione suddenly felt the strangest urge to hug her once more, and that darned Gryffindorness caused her to scoot over and wrap her arms around the witch in what surely must be the most awkward hug that anyone had ever experienced. But Bellatrix didn't seem to mind, simply finishing off her food, and turning to look at Hermione.

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What is she doing? Should I hug her back? She did, putting her arms around Hermione's waist and standing up, taking Hermione with her.

The two made eye contact, and it was so blisteringly passionate that Bella averted her eyes downwards, to Hermione's nose. Alright, maybe a bit lower than her nose, Bella admitted to herself, looking at the chapped lips in front of her. She was hypnotised, leaning in closer, and so was Hermione, she realised.

They were close, so close, and she wanted to be closer. What am I doing? She frantically asked herself in the second before their lips touched. They were kissing. It hadn't been sudden at all, but her thoughts were consumed with the fact that it was too soon, too soon, too soon. But it wasn't. Hands were placed over hers. Warm, warm, warm. What was wrong with her? Why was she acting like a schoolgirl with a crush? That made her remember that Hermione was just a schoolgirl. A Gryffindor. But also a Death Eater. Unsure of what to think, but knowing that she wanted to keep kissing her for forever, she didn't stop.

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"Luciussss…"
"Yes, my lord?" He asked, stepping forward and bowing to his master, keeping eyes to the ground.
"I think it is time to break our dear friends out. Let them all know of our plan by tomorrow evening. Dismissed." Lucius nodded and rose. To Azkaban, he thought. But it was late, and he was tired. He would go tomorrow.

He visited Bella and Hermione last. They both looked up at him, surprise and eagerness cleverly masked in both of their eyes.
"It's time."

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AN:
Updateroonie, yay! xD Sorry for the super duper long wait… *shifty eyes* and the short chapter… So they'll break out next chapter… I can't wait! Thanks for reading :3 AND OHMYGOD THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU for the support! Seriously, I can't thank you all enough!

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