"Well then. Send her in. Dolohov, make preparations and have Fenrir write as witness. Now!" Bellatrix bowed her head one last time before turning on her heel and leaving the room her heels clicking as she made her exit. As she walked out into the courtyard where she had left Hermione, she saw her sat on the elevated hill of the court, almost in shock. Should this girl have had feelings for her, she really wasn't hiding it well. As she approached Hermione snapped out of her daydream. "well, well Granger. If you'll follow me, you shall accept our greatest gift." A devious grin on her face. Hermione still somewhat dazed stood up and followed her without speaking a word. "as a fair warning it shall sting like poison under the skin for a while but it won't last too long". Hermione took in the information but words kept failing her. "Poison'. Almost ironic. That was what Bellatrix was becoming to her. Like a drug, a deadly weapon, a poison that got under her skin and in her blood, an addictive adrenaline rush. She smiled slightly at the thought without being noticed. Something dark had awoken in hermione and she couldn't tell if it was the forbidden curses, or the lips of the formidable Bellatrix Black.