Even Stars Fall
A Bellamione fic
Hermione Granger’s life has shrunk to four walls, a dead-end job, and the numb burn of cheap lager. Every night ends the same: six cans deep, tears on her knees, and a whisper to a star she’s not even sure exists.
She never expected it to answer.
Bellatrix isn’t supposed to be here. She’s fire and gravity wrapped in human skin, a piece of the sky torn loose. She can’t stay. But the sound of Hermione’s voice, broken, desperate, aching, pulled her down anyway.
What starts as a plea in the dark becomes something neither of them were meant to want.
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Even Stars Fall

















