#bellamione fanfic

[eile24downtown]

[hermiontrix]

witchcraft in her lips

“We don’t have all night, little rabbit,” Bellatrix said. Her hands were warm wrapped around Hermione’s waist, pulling her in. “And don’t worry, we both need to come for it to work, so you won’t leave unsatisfied.” “I-“ Hermione began but Bellatrix cut her off with a searing kiss. (Although at war, Bellatrix and Hermione come to a momentary truce to use an ancient ritual to mutually strengthen their magic abilities)

read here on ao3 / rated explicit

[loislame84]

Teaser for upcoming story.

Rewriting the Future

Setting: set both in the past and starting in the Goblet of Fire era.

Ship: Bellamione

Synopsis:

September 1, 1967

15 year old Bellatrix Black goes back to Hogwarts with the aim of protecting her sisters from a new partner her father is interesting in conspiring with. She has been promised to a boy she despises and she’s desperate for a way out. Waiting for her in her dorm room is a note with two wrapped parcels. The next thing she knows is she’s in London and it’s September 1st 1994 and all she has is an address to a location she’s never been before.

Can Bellatrix rewrite her future before it’s even begun?

[sterenheart]

This fic is now complete!! 15 chapters and 77,821 words… enjoy!!

[perpetualmusefanfic]

The final chapter of No One Hurts Me Like You Do has been posted to Ao3!!

Summary:

When Azkaban closes, Bellatrix has to complete the remainder of her sentence under house arrest, monitored closely by the newly-appointed Minister of Magic; Hermione Granger.

Hermione’s weekly visits to ensure Bellatrix is abiding by the rules, soon turn into a hate-fuelled affair and a discovery about herself that takes her by surprise. She hates herself for letting the witch get under her skin, but finds it impossible to walk away.

[dogspawandtail]

After years of navigating the most treacherous corners of the world, Hermione Granger's unexpected return to England sends ripples through the wizarding community. Her reasons for returning are as enigmatic as the new scars and tattoos that adorn her. On the other side, Bellatrix Black, once the most feared witch, now lives a life of fragile redemption under her sister's gaze, haunted by ghosts of her past. When fate pulls the two women together, old wounds are reopened, but so is an unexpected connection, a dangerous allure. They find themselves drawn to each other with each whispered secret and stolen glance. But can love truly find its way in the shadows of their pasts?

Ao3

[madam-legba]

Obtorto Collo - Extract ch. 1

⟼“Professor Black told me to give you this.” 

Cutting straight to the point is the best way to tackle a problem, her father used to say. Just like ripping a band-aid. 

The witch at the other side of the table glances at the black card firmly held in Hermione’s fingers. A sigh escapes her lips at the realization of what her student is offering.

Eventually, the teacher collects it but much to Hermione’s chagrin, she doesn’t immediately look at the silver lines that appear on it as soon as McGonagall’s fingers scrape the edges of the card.

“What is this for?” 

“I…” Hermione tries, but stops as her brain fails to provide a proper answer. 

She what? Almost arrived late to Professor Black’s classroom? Successfully stopped the Professor’s Augurey skeleton from smashing on the ground? Didn’t manage to defend herself against a devious jinx? 

The only real explanation is,  because I’m a muggle-born, Hermione thinks. Yet, that’s old news, nothing McGonagall needs to be reminded about. 

“I find that when uncertain of where to start telling a story, the beginning works wonders.” 

A tight-lipped smile encourages Hermione.

The girl knows she won’t get much more from her Head of House, therefore she does as instructed. 

She starts with how she and Ron were already running almost late, and then proceeds to tell McGonagall about how she got caught in a silly fight with the usual group of Slytherins. She doesn’t fail to mention how Professor Black hadn’t allowed her to see Madam Pomfrey until the active part of the lesson started – of course, Black couldn’t risk to have a muggle-born like Hermione actually learning something. 

Professor McGonagall takes a deep inhale of air, her expression unreadable. Then she downs her gaze on the black card, and her eyebrows twitch.

Not a good sign, Hermione notes.

“Have a cup of tea, Granger.” 

“Professor…” 

“Have it. It’s as much comfort I can grant you.”

Hermione purses her lips, her appetite long lost for the happenings of the day. 

“I... Thank you, but I’m not hungry.” 

The look the Gryffindor Professor gives her seems to pierce directly into her soul.

“You must learn to pick your battles, Miss Granger.” McGonagall tells her, taking off her glasses. “I won’t school you about how, sometimes, the same behaviours are punished differently in our world.”

“Or at all,” Hermione says before she can stop herself. She knows Professor McGonagall has a soft spot for her, but she also knows the witch doesn’t want her to slip out on certain topics – those that can get her in trouble, even during private conversations. 

“Sorry.”

“You have very little to be sorry about, child. Yet I reckon you know best then to engage in ‘silly businesses’, as you earlier put it.”

“But I merely defended myself.” Hermione protests, allowing herself to show her exhasperation. “Poorly, also, considering how Bulstrode managed to get me all the same.”

For a fraction of a second, McGonagall’s lips part with a loud click, as if the woman is about to start an invective, but no other sound comes. 

Hermione likes to believe the witch was about to defend her, saying something along the lines of that’s not entirely your fault either, child, even if she knows her Head of House would never openly spite a colleague in their absence. 

“As for that, I’ll have a chat with… Professor Black.” At least, McGonagall doesn’t bother masking her disgust at the word professor. 

Hermione’s enthusiastic nod is shortly cut off by the witch’s next words.

“Whom you will be seeing…” Her hand lifts the black card closer to her eyes. “Every night for the week. At nine sharp. In her office.” 

Each sentence is like a dagger to her heart. Part of Hermione shatters at McGonagall’s words. 

“Every night?”

“For a week.” McGonagall repeats, matter-of-factly.

What you’ve just read is a sneak peek of a fanfic I’ve been working on.

AU in which:

☛The wizarding society follows the blood-purist theories of Charlson (On the origin of muggle-borns);

☛ Muggle-borns are taken away from their families at the first display of magical ability - they’re then entrusted to specific orphanages;

☛ Bellatrix Black is Professor for DADA;

☛ Hermione has been adopted by the Weasleys. 

☞ Hogwarts is a higher education school for witches and wizards from 17 to 24, in which only very few muggle-borns are even admitted.

Do let me know if you want to hear more about Obtorto Collo.

[eile24downtown]

Bellamione

[loislame84]

Proud of me mom? 😂😂

[sterenheart]

New Fanfic!! Hermione has no idea that the strange things happening around her are due to magic. Instead, she finds herself at the mercy of doctors who question her mental health.

This all changes when she is rescued by a mysterious woman, who introduces her to The Black Academy for Adult Witches and Wizards. Under the care of The Black Sisters, she learns magic and finds her place in a world she never knew existed.

A Bellamione fanfic for the Bellamioneland New Years Tales event. Will be updated weekly.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52442656

[eile24downtown]

#bellamione

Yes, I’ve done the work analyzing this relationship’s problematic traits and I’ve come to the educated conclusion that I still want them to fuck

[perpetualmusefanfic]

New Bellamione fic - with fluff and smut!

When Bellatrix wakes up from a dream she desperately wishes to be real, she’s prompted to see if she can make it a reality. Before she can change her mind, she finds herself tumbling out of Hermione’s fireplace in the middle of the night, with one thing on her mind.

[erablaise-blog]

Me, rereading the same comfort fic for the 372963th time: awwwww 😍

[blackpatrxnum]

WE AS A SOCIETY (hp wlw shippers) HAVEN'T TAKEN ENOUGH ADVANTAGE OF THE FACT THAT "ROMANTIC FRIENDSHIPS" BETWEEN WOMEN WERE SOCIALLY ACCEPTED (and encouraged) AMONG HIGH SOCIETY WOMEN IN EUROPE IN THE 1800s AND 1900s

[eile24downtown]

"Bellatrix Black"

-Hermione probably.

“There’s something about you, something so wonderfully wicked and terribly sexy. The very mention of your name arouses me.”

— Michael Faudet

[scullysstrapblog]

Help?

Okay, here's the deal... I've never written smut. The thought of writing it has always terrified me. But, I wanna get past the mental block I have so that I can add it to my stories.

I've already written something, it was gonna be a submission for Gillian Anderson's "Want" book; but I was too embarrassed to send it.

So, as I nervously bite my fingernails and hide my face, I'd like to ask if anyone can give me any pointers on writing smut.

What do I do? Seriously, I'm completely lost.

● How much detail is enough before it gets too boring?

● What terminology do I use?

● How do I write smut without it sounding like an awful 2015 wattpad story?

● Is there a trick to getting comfortable with writing smut? If there is, what is it?

Aaahhh! Someone, please, I have no idea how to write this. Any advice, tips, anything would be appreciated!

Thanks in advance! ♡