Harry Potter females x reader

F7. Hermione x Bellatrix's Daughter!Reader

It was Christmas Eve and nothing was stirring, not even a mouse, well maybe not nothing. Y/n was tossing and turning in her sleep. The girl was plagued by night terrors, Christmas always made it worse. Y/n had been taken from her mother at age two, on Christmas Day no less. Sure Bellatrix was a mad women but she was a good mother. Y/n loved her mother. Bellatrix had loved her, she had taken care of her. The Aurors had thought y/n would be to young to remember anything. They had been so wrong. Christmas Eve was always the worst night of the year. She had the terrors of everyone she loved being dragged away from her. Being dragged away by the scar faced man. The scar faced man with the weird eye. Bellatrix had loved her baby, she had cried every night in Askaban. Bella tossed and turned every night.

Hermione looked over at the girl lying next to her, y/n was tossing and turning. She was sweating cold and her face was screwed up. Her girlfriend was staying with her for Christmas. Y/n had never told Hermione about her night terrors. She had never told her why she didn't want to come face to face with the Boggart. She refused to go near the wardrobe. She had known exactly who it would become. Lupin was worried about her. Hermione had seen how y/n froze when she saw Professor Moody. Y/n stopped going to Defence Against The Dark Arts, she was two years above her year level. She said Dumbledore had taken her aside to personally tutor her, Hermione never believed that though.

It was a bright sunny day. Sunlight streamed through the windows to aluminate Hermione's sleeping face. She was smiling softly in her dreams as y/n got up and detangled herself from her girlfriend. She got up and made herself a coffee. She finished making her coffee and drained the cup. That was when she heard it. A loud scream. It echoed through the house. Y/n followed it to her bedroom. Hermione was gone. Her night gown ripped.

Y/n got out of bed and followed a trail of blood outside. Hermione was being held by the scar faced man. He had his wand at her neck and was strapping manacles to her wrists. He tossed her into a carriage before jumping on himself. Y/n ran behind the carriage the whole time. She followed Hermione all the way to Askaban.

Y/n awoke to her girlfriend shaking her shoulder. She looked worried. Y/n glanced at the clock before noting it was two thirty in the morning on the twenty fifth of December.

'What the hell were you dreaming about?' Hermione said helping y/n sit up. 'What's wrong Babe? Did you have a nightmare?'

'H... he came back.... he to...took you.' Y/n said teary eyed.

'No one took me, I'm right here. Baby, I'm right here. I'm not gonna go anywhere.' Hermione said finger tips caressing y/n's y/s/t cheek.

'Th...the scar face...faced m...man. The one wh....who to...took my mu.....mum. Mione I don't wanna lose you.' Y/n said she was starting to calm down.

'Who is The Scar Faced Man? Honey, I can't help you if you don't talk. Y/n/n, who took your mum? You said she died in an accident, a spell gone wrong or something.' Hermione said very confused.

'He did. The scar faced man who came to Hogwarts. He took her. Mione he took her on Christmas Day. She went to Askaban. He took her there. They thought I wouldn't remember. Thought I was too young to remember.' Y/n said there was a cold edge in her voice. She went cold when she talked about him.

'Why would they take her to Askaban? Honey, you never talk about your mum. Who was she?' Hermione was worried by the coldness of her girlfriends voice. It was true y/n never talked about her parents, everyone said they died in a car crash when y/n was two.

'My mother was part of the wrong crowd. She hung out with people who did bad things. It wasn't her fault, she wanted to please her parents and she ended up in Askaban for her troubles.' Y/n said shakily. 'You wondered why I didn't want to go anywhere near Professor Moody? He is the scar faced man, he took my mother.'

A/N: I think I'm going to write a part two to this one shot/Imagine thingy. I hope you guys liked it.

-NotAnAmerican 1/1/17