"Well, well." The hugging pair heard a familiar old man's voice. "It seems that my assumptions were, indeed, correct."

Bellatrix sighed. "I'll pack my bags in the morning, Headmaster."

"You certainly shall not!"

Both Hermione and Bellatrix looked over at him, confused. Hermione's arms were still loosely wrapped around Bella's neck.

"Why should I fire you? Hermione is of age, you're both mature witches. You'll know how to keep school life and personal life separate." He turned to go. "Oh and by the way, Miss Black… Happy Birthday." He strolled back into the Great Hall, reaching into his pocket to pull out a Sherbet Lemon.

The two looked at each other again, smiling. Hermione spoke first. "Why don't you get rid of the glamour? I'd like to see the real you."

"In private." Bellatrix pulled Hermione towards the nearest girls' bathroom, stripping of the glamour once they were inside. Hermione smiled again.

"Can I… kiss you again?" Her teacher blushed and nodded as Hermione stepped forward, wrapping her arms around Bella's waist. They kissed for the third time, although to Hermione it seemed like their first now that Bella was Bella again.

"Hermione! Hermione!" Bellatrix practically ran into the Library, rushing towards the back, hearing a harsh "shush" from Madam Pince. She pulled Hermione off of the sofa and into a hug as soon as she reached her. "Hermione, you're brilliant!"

"Okay… What have I done this time?" She hugged the older woman back.

"Your potion! It's brilliant!"

She pulled out of the hug. "Why, what does it do?"

"Look at me! Really look at me!"

Hermione stepped back to take in the woman she liked to kiss, watching as she slipped away the glamour for just a moment, quickly restoring it.

"You look… Normal? No… You're… Younger… How are you younger?"

"I never thought finding the Fountain of Youth would be as simple as messing up a potion!"

"The… The Fountain of Youth?" Bellatrix nodded eagerly.

"Your potion! Severus and I have been testing it constantly on things like rats, and we noticed that our eldest rat went from Granddad to baby after just a few weeks dosage! Over the past two weeks Severus has given me the same dosage, and I look ten years younger!" She leant into Hermione to whisper in her ear. "Under the glamour, of course."

At this point, Madam Pince had had enough. "Be quiet or get out!" She whispered harshly at them. The pair made their way out of the library and continued their conversation in the corridor.

"Are you trying to tell me that I created a potion for the Fountain of Youth?"

Bella nodded eagerly. "I could kiss you right now, if we weren't in a public hallway!"

"Well…" Hermione started. "There's not exactly anyone around, and it is Valentine's Day a week today, on Friday."

"Well, I've got something really nice planned for Friday, so you'll have to wait." She smiled at the younger woman. Hermione blushed. "I'll see you in Potions tomorrow?" She said as they reached the Great Hall. Hermione nodded.

Bellatrix looked around cautiously, quickly leaning in and placing a kiss on Hermione's cheek. She walked in, leaving Hermione stood there smiling like an idiot.

"I saw that." Harry said as she sat down.

"Saw what?"

"She kissed you on the cheek. You lied to us, you said nothing was going on with you two!"

"And it wasn't then!"

"And it shouldn't now!" Ron was not involved in this conversation, he was busy talking to his girlfriend.

"What do you care, Harry? What is so bad about me being in a relationship with a fantastic woman? Tell me that, now."

He lowered his voice. "The problem is that she's a teacher."

"She's a teacher from seven in the morning until four in the afternoon, after that she's a normal human being. Teachers aren't all that different from us, you know. We're all people."

"Not to mention the fact that you're both girls!" Ron chimed in at last.

"And what on earth could possibly be wrong with that, Ronald?" Hermione lashed out at him.

"I have to say, Ron, that shouldn't matter."

"Look, both of you, it shouldn't matter that I'm with her or that she's a teacher or a woman. Dumbledore trusts us not to screw this up."

"You've got Dumbledore's… Blessing? To go out with her?"

"Yes. She kissed me at midnight on New Years' Eve and he saw it. He said that he thinks we can handle separating our school and personal lives. He trusts us, and you should too."

"But Hermione-"

"Don't think I don't know about your secret little trysts, Harry James Potter."

"What? How do you know about that?"

"So it's true then?" Harry turned a bright shade of red. "Thought so. Rumours always have some truth in them." Hermione glanced over Harry's shoulder to spot Draco Malfoy at the Slytherin table, not taking his eyes off of the back of Harry's head. Harry turned and smiled a little, causing the Slytherin to smile back.

Hermione raised an eyebrow as Harry turned back. "So I like him! He's nice when he's not being a prat."

"Ron's relationship is the most normal out of the three of us, but we are all happy in said relationships, so you get over the fact that I'm with her, and I'll get over the fact that you're with him."

At this, a small note poofed onto the table in front of Harry. He unfolded it.

'Give her crap about it again and you'll get a T in Potions.'

Harry swallowed and put it down, nodding his head. "I'm sorry. I'm glad that you're happy, Hermione."

Hermione looked up to 'Violet', smiling. "Not to mention the fact she'll be able to help us defeat Voldemort."

"What? How?" Hermione watched as Violet nodded at her.

"I'll tell you later, in private. You'll freak out, but you need to trust me, you need to trust us both, okay?"

Harry nodded.

At dinner on Thursday the 13th, Hermione found a note already tucked under her plate.

'Dinner in my quarters tomorrow, 8pm, no later. B x'

Hermione smiled and tucked it into her pocket.

The next evening, Hermione dressed up in the same red dress she'd worn for New Years'. Luckily, she wasn't the only one dressing up for dinner. She waited until everyone else from the Gryffindor tower had left, before heading quickly towards the teacher's dorms.

Bella's door was already open a crack, so Hermione slipped inside and closed it, noticing that the light in the room was substantially dimmer than out in the Hallway. She turned from the door and saw a small, candle-lit table.

She put her hand on her chest and smiled widely, looking around the room for Bella. She noticed her head poking around the door of the bedroom.

"I uh… I've never really done the 'date' thing before, so I hope you don't mind that I went all out?"

Hermione shook her head. "This looks beautiful. Come on out?"

Bellatrix bit her bottom lip and blushed, stepping out in another gorgeous black gown, completely different to the one from New Years'.

"I feel underdressed now! You've already seen this!" Hermione laughed.

Bella stepped towards her and pulled a chair out, gesturing for Hermione to sit. She did so, but not before gently kissing the older woman.

"I haven't had house elves cook this, I went down there and cooked it myself. They'll send it up for me though." Bellatrix snapped her fingers and food appeared on their two plates. "Wine?" She smirked.

"Only if you promise not to get me drunk, I see no books!"

They laughed together and a dark red wine filled up their glasses.

"Tonight has been wonderful, Bella, really. I'm very impressed." Hermione said as they sat on the small sofa, candles significantly shorter and Bella on her second glass of wine.

"Well, I wouldn't expect something like this all that often, okay?" She smiled at the younger witch.

"Can I ask you something?" Hermione turned to Bella, setting her half-empty first glass of wine on the table in front of them.

"But of course." Bella mimicked her actions.

"Can I… Can I call you my… girlfriend?" Hermione blushed.

Bellatrix smiled widely. "Of course. Of course you can." She pulled her into a soft kiss, her hand on Hermione's cheek. She pulled away. "Do you listen to Florence and the Machine?"

Hermione frowned at the sudden change of topic. "Yes, why?"

"A lot of her lyrics they, they relate to seemingly everything. There's a few swirling around in my head right now."

"Which ones?"

"'Would you leave me, if I told you what I've done? And would you leave me, if I told you what I'd become? Cause it's so easy, to say it to a crowd but it's so hard, my love, to say it to you out loud.'"

Hermione took Bella's hands in hers. "I know of the things you've done. I know all of it. You showed me. But I'm looking past that. You let me into your mind and I've seen all of the bad things that have happened to you. Those things are what made you do bad things. That's how it works. But you've changed now, Bella. You've changed for the better, and you're going to help us bring down Voldemort. I'm looking past your previous faults and looking at you now, and all I see is a beautiful, hurt woman. I can tell that you need someone, anyone, to help you, and I'll happily be that someone."

She saw Bellatrix's eyes glaze over with tears and pulled her into a tight hug.

"Shake it out." Hermione heard Bella laugh into her shoulder at her words.

The older witch pulled out of Hermione's arms and leant in to kiss her.

Just as Bellatrix swiped her tongue over Hermione's lip, there was a harsh knock on the door and someone stormed in. They pulled away to see Severus standing there.

"What on earth do you two think you are doing?" Bella opened her mouth to explain, but he held up his hand to stop her. "Never mind, I don't want to know. There's a problem with Hermione's potion. You need to come with me right now."

"Why, what's happened?"

"You just need to see the rat. I've already made an antidote, but I want you to see him first." He grabbed Bellatrix by the arm, barely giving her time to replace her glamour before he pulled her out of the door, Hermione following closely behind.

Okay, this is 225 less than I'd hoped. However, I felt like that was a good place to end it. Review if you feel like it! 3