Snapped
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Hermione & Narcissa -note- mention of torture.
Hermione has struggled with letting go of her anger about her torture. She has a panic attack and finds herself back where it started. in the company of people she hadn't thought of punishing until she is still is stand before them in a snapped rage. What she doesn't know is she's about to hurt someone who has cared for some time now about her. Will she destroy it or make peace.
It's been weeks since the great battle, the last battle with Voldemort. Everyone is still on edge why wouldn't we be but I'm not scared or worried like everyone else. I've grieved our losses but there's one thing I can't push past. I distanced myself at tonk's funeral fueled with rage as well as grief. That was weeks ago I still cant manage right. I frequently curse Molly to myself for taking my only chance at ending this suffering.
I can't sleep lest I heard her cackles, see her face, feel the pain I felt while held captive to endure bellatrix's torture. My wounds still burn with reflex. Sometimes I believe the blood is still dripping. I know it was my fault for getting us caught. Harry wasn't fast enough Ron wasn't smart enough I should have made use safe. I failed, now I'm reminded everyday without a chance of my own to kill the witch that scared me, marked me forever a 'mudblood'
I swore as images raked my mind again for what felt like the millionth time since escaping the Malfoy manor. I closed my eyes seeing the floor room I was forced sprawled out on. Right beneath the high stairs and ceiling. Right behind the front door, both where she had wish someone would bound in an Find me before my arm became carved into. I couldn't fight the anger toward my old captor again. Nor could I avoid the rising fury towards the only two malfoys the could bring punishment to.
Slowly I pushed and pushed until my mind cleared again. I didn't know I wasn't in the same place I was before closing my eyes until a gasp caught my attention. snapping my eyes open. Eyes raging as they took in two vivid blonde figures. One a sullen boy and the other a women I'd only seen once on a rare occasion his mother.
"Granger! What are you doing here?" The boy drawled with a typical sneer. He swallowed deeply upon seeing my eyes and face traced with a maddening look. Now he left his lips sealed not wishing to make it worse. I didn't want to do this especially not upon seeing her but I couldn't help the already over boiling rage that buried my feelings. I should just apparate home or pace my pain away over her grave.
Much like my day dreams these past days I've forced a speedy reaction from my usually timid self. my wand fixated on Draco disarmed and bound him quickly turned to his mother causing the same outcome. Shit what am I doing yet I stillreveled in the feeling of one step closer to my own victory. Normally I couldn't think of doing this not to these two well at least not the woman. She defiantly wanted to do this to Lucius an maybe a smidgen Draco.
Over the years I've never seen Narcissa as one I wanted to hurt. She's not like them. I thought to myself trying to change my own actions. But she watched an did nothing your feelings are nothing to her. I snap back finally caving in.
"I've come to make you pay for what I can't get from your dear dead sister and aunt." I stated purposefully Still unable to stop in my actions. I debated for a second who to take apart first. Mentally, I wanted to shred Draco for every harsh word she endured through the years. Yet at the same time physically I wanted to see him scream in pain as I had for not changing sides sooner. "You think all is forgive because you made your way to the good side eventually before the end, no! No! You could have saved me, spared me, you both knew what would happen at her hand!" I am yelling now, satisfied at how I am unable to shed a tear.
Narcissa stared shocked although not afraid but deeply sorry. She wanted to see the woman privately to make amends though the girl had always been so quiet. This was very unexpected side of the woman she cared about but she hoped to help. She had seen her in the back of tonk's funeral that she had to hide herself from to say goodbye. She saw how broken she was. Oh Bella you did a great number on this one. She thought but she knew this war had so much to add to that great amount of fierce revenge. Seeing much more than many her age should have.
Her lovely brunette moved closer to her son, the only one she'd ever have now that her late husband had past as part of the last days of war. That was nothing compared to the thought of losing Draco. Her husband was not the one she would have chosen if she could. He wasn't even nice about who she had been in private. Forcing her to be and act pure blood every day wherever she was.
"I think it should be you who I make suffer first after all I've suffered you longest. I listened to every cruel name you had for me an every bit of abuse you threw my way for years." The girl once told by her son to timid, shy, an too peaceful to hurt a fly said with a growl. Narcissa wished she could make sense how that granger and this one was one in the same. The previous one, once she had met and witnessed her sons cruelty, she followed everything when she fought for house elves. She read up on that and believed in it. This wasn't that Hermione granger.
"Granger, I wish to beg you start with me. I was the one who should have saved you. It is my house, it was my sister, I accept your punishment fully if you let my son go." She could see the smart girl working this idea out. She saw something burn bright in her eyes before they shifted to her blonde son.
I wanted to hurt them both but I knew she was right Draco was just child stepping in line figuring out his own way. He grew up taking his fathers same steps now he had broken that she couldn't punish him right back into old ways. I skimmed my eyes over the older blonde an thought beside just me and her could be more interesting an satisfying for me. I looked away and to Draco straightening my thoughts. I couldn't let her see I was attracted if I happen to let it slip Narcissa could use it against her.
"Fine but he stays bound and you and I go somewhere else for this he shall not ruin my revenge nor tell anyone after." It was an order but i still pleaded in my head that the simple boy would understand I needed this to feel normal again. Both mother an son looked at one another.
"Draco, this I willingly do this she deserves her revenge." Draco sadly nods. Before he can speak Narcissa continues. "Swear to me you wont speak of this to anyone, swear it!"
"I swear." His hesitation is noted. "Mother she did this not you, father forced you! Bella an him swore if you interfered she wouldn't have hesitated to hurt me and you too." I slowly lose patience growing angrier at his words, his easy way of saying she shouldn't be punished even though I truly wanted toO punish someone.
"Shut up!" I yelled at him an spelled his lips sealed. Reining in my anger long enough to level my breathing. "You don't get to say who I want to pay for this." i pointed to the scar along my arm. "It will be you if you are willing or not." Narcissa nods but doesn't speak, it's useless. She can see how lost I am with all my anger.
I unbound Narcissa's legs and demanded her to lead us upstairs. I couldn't torture anyone where we were without losing myself to flashbacks. It was to risky to leave the wands down stairs so I picked them up as we left. First I could tell which room was draco's and I nudged the mother to her relief past it. The few other rooms we past looked like nothing of importance. Nothing that would remind Narcissa of this every time she entered.
Narcissa slowly passed each door upstairs hoping to stop at one before reaching her own bedroom door. Thankfully she wasn't forced to experience this in her sons room. As she come to the last door before her own she filled with doubt that it would be of interest to Hermione. As she was nudged once again she stumbled greatly to her misfortune the bright witch caught on and knew this next room was the one.
A shiver creep through her body as she tried to prepare herself for what the other woman had in mind. What is she capable of doing? Could she hurt me badly or at all? She thought but maybe it was best to assume the worst of the traumatized witch then see her as the innocent one she always imagined when spoken to about. Once in the room, her room, she was bound to the end of the bed. Arms to the fancy curtain frame above and then legs to wooden frame for the foot of the bed.
It reminded her of a position of pain through torture she had seen her husband do and one of pleasure she had always thoughts to try. She wore her pure blood family robes. ones she wore earlier to see her since her marriage distanced family, Andromeda and tonk's son. This was the only one she kept the only one she had that tied to her life before Lucius.
I paced the room flickering my eyes over occasionally to the woman I had bound just the way I wanted her. I felt conflicted as a jolt of pleasure made it's way through me. It didn't taste like revenge or victory. I couldn't tell what that meant and if I was meant to stop it or continue. She was a pleasant sight to look at but I couldn't imagine why she was dressed in such a way. Did she still want to be a Malfoy or not anymore?A bitter taste strikes my throat at how much closer to bellatrix's that makes her.
"You like that you're related to her do you?" I can't contain the distain in my voice I lose my breath the instant Narcissa's eyes turn a shade darker and sadden. I felt weaker every moment I went through with this crazy idea.
"The only person I've enjoyed time with as family in Draco. Bella forced my marriage leaving me deserted like herself from our family. Not that Draco isn't a good thing to me after all this he is. I just wanted a choice." I steeled my shocked nerves and silence charmed the room. I need this vengeance, I want to vent my pain, i want to hurt Narcissa or someone for this.
I visioned her whipped with lashes streaming blood but then didn't like the idea of her bleeding. Marring her perfect skin for someone else's marks they left. I groaned to myself how hot she looked but also how I needed to think of something quick. Bruises! They would heal yes I'll bruise her at least.
Narcissa clenched her eyes shut as Hermione brought up fists ready to strike. She expected them to be struck soon but nothing came. Peeking she could see the fight in her eyes. Her heart ached for her she didn't want her to lose her innocence but she understood what a painful thing her sister had left the witch to remember. She wanted to fear this less show her she didn't have to become vengeful but she didn't because of all the fear her husband instilled in her so often. So when a glimpse of pain flashed in her eyes and Hermione's hands raised once more she whimpered and shut her eyes again. Nothing.
"Why!? I want to forget why can't i do this make her pay!?" All the brunettes held back tears shedding now. "Why are you so willing?! Fight me!" the binding fell as they did so did she with a loud thud snapped her eyes to hers.
"I won't fight you because I know what it's like to want to hurt someone this badly. Just do it you're suffering I want to relief you of it." Narcissa held her gaze but stayed to her knees. She didn't move not even to fix her clothes right. she could see now she had a tube dress on underneath but she didn't suspect it useful right now though it certainly did make her wet that Hermione was staring. that she could see her breast pushed up. that idea of passion even though it had been her secret desire was better than thinking of what else might happen.
I couldn't believe how much this started caving in on me. I wanted this and what now I can't muster the rage. I hate her for watching and not helping yet I'm not strong enough to get her back even when 'she's' not here to make me stop, scare me shitless, or torment me anymore. My knees buckle a cry rakes my throat and I hit the ground. Sobbing endless words of regret and rage spilling past my lips. I feel comforting arms wrap around me an I don't know who it is consciously but I hum inside because I know the prettiest woman I know an I almost hurt still turned to comfort me.
"Sshh dear it's ok, I wish you and I both could have our vengeance but your to kind an I'm too weak. I was never meant to stand up for myself until Lucius died, and you fight for friends, for others, but never yourself. Till now, fight to stay strong don't let what Bella did ruin you."
They sat rocking in a soothing motion till my first active response to Narcissa's touch was to go ridged. Narcissa lightened her touch but kept her soft tone.
"I'm here I'm not going to hurt you. I won't let anyone hurt you." Even though I shouldn't I believed her. I nuzzled closer to her letting her arms fully hold me. I whisper whilst holding my wand the words to undo draco's binding and barriers on the room. Moments later I'm to weak to respond to the pop in the room but I know it's Draco.
"Mother?" Confusion laced his voice. "What happened? Are you ok?"
"Yes dear Hermione simply choose not to be weak an fall to dark ways. Would you mind making my bed set for her." I couldn't believe how she defended me after what I did.
"Of course mother." Draco too! "She must have snapped an true to herself couldn't bring harm to someone that hasn't made her have to. Aside from me when she punched me." He chuckled an I realized even I did slightly.
"Hermione stand for me." It's Narcissa I hate she's pulled her arms away but I listen and stand. "Lay down an rest. I'll go make so replenishing tea." I groan and force my body up from the comfort of her bed. I don't want her to call someone to arrest me. "I promise just tea nothing else rest."
10 mins after drinking the potion my spent energy did replenish. Draco long gone giving the two of us privacy. Now looking at Narcissa sitting close to me her robe taken off I did like the dress she had but seeing her in what appeared to be her best night clothes had me more attracted to her. This time i was more aware of her caring features. How soft her eyes were as they lingered over my curves. I blushed deciding it may be best to say my sorry's an leave without causing more harm.
"Ms Malfoy I am sorry I came at you today, I don't know what came over me-" I wasn't suppose to be this person cold and broken but I am. I stood to leave but she clasped my wrist in a desperate manner. "I'm all sort of messed up now. I'll never be normal again and certainly never feel safe. My life and love life will suffer. I shouldn't have made yours and your sons lives harder."
"Hermione please stay let me help you. I am not offended or put off by today. You shouldn't be either." She stood very flushed and very close face to face. "I saw the way you looked at me you didn't want to hurt me, we want the same thing, to be ourselves. We can help each other to be who we were before all this Voldemort stuff." It happened so fast, Narrissa suddenly so close to my face when I looked at her. I didn't mind in fact I couldn't think of anything else than the distance to her lips. As if reading my mind her lips whisked over mine a buzz drowning out my senses the more she spoke. Unable to resist the pull to her I crushed my lips to hers. It was all very willing, peaceful, and safe. I moaned sweetly into her soft plump lips as they protectively held mine.
I felt more safe than I had in all my life. Instinctly my fingers found purchase in her blonde mane. I feather touched to the base of her skull then to her neck. Narcissa, the hidden desire I had since the day I met her. I couldn't believe I let my anger out especially towards her. It was when her tongue brushed my lip I quaked releasing her lips and gasped for breath sitting back on her bed. Not sure if it was appropriate to place myself there I searched her eyes for some sort I guidance.
"One more thing dear, I won't be called Malfoy anymore it's black. But not to you." She claimed my lips once more and leaned me back.
"Cissa!" I gasp while her hot lips trails my neck. I can feel the smile on my skin contagiously making me smile as well.
"Much better 'mione. You know I've been far to interested in you for my own good. Hearing about you, read about you, meeting you, and now seeing you again. I think it's time I took the time to know you more personally." I can't help but moisten at the notion. When her lips caught fire upon my skin again I let her continue on down my neck. Leaning to give her more room because honestly I wanted her this way and no other way would do now.
"I- I have wanted to know you since we met." I admitted between gasps. I was falling beneath her touch no doubt I liked it as another jolt reached my core. The pool in between my legs begged for release with this woman.
"Mmm. Then I suppose we must make up for such lost time for both of us." I caught on that she wanted to admit the same thing to me. I caught her eyes finally as to ask if she wanted to stop and talk right before doing this but she responded before I could ask. "Later I've been dreaming of this. Have you?" She asked huskily. I smiled and rolled my eyes as I kissed her again. Of course I had but this was real and I didn't want to waste anymore time. I flipped her to her back and kissed every bit of naked skin I found.
Unclasping and unzipping her dress I pulled it down an off her radiant body. I stared at the silk laced matching undergarments to breathtaking to take off her quickly. I teasingly removed her bra the fabric gently falling to the floor. Without anymore patience I captured a surprisingly already perked nipple and flicked my tongue over it.
Narcissa couldn't hold back her throaty moan once her breast had been wrapped by Hermione's delicate lips and soft tongue. The warmth she felt around her nipple seemed to travel instantly to her center. She could have came right then but she clenched herself under control. By which time Hermione whom she knew she loved deeply had made her way further south. Her mouth gone dry as the the brunette's fingers tucked inside her laced underwear. Pulling them off she opened the dam and her lips parted as she felt herself drip.
If she hadn't cum before she heard the animalistic possessive growl from the younger woman she certainly did when the witch dragged her tongue through her glistening lips for a taste. She was even more sure when lips clung to her and the same tongue dipped inside to drink up the flow escaping her.
"Oh god Cissa you're dripping!" Her voice giving off how aroused she was. "I didn't know you wanted me as much as I wanted you."
Both of them broke apart for a few minutes to calm and enjoy the moment without losing themselves in lust. Neither one knew but they very much liked each other even in the distant knowing of each other.
"Why did you want to help by letting me hurt you earlier an now you want to do this?" Hermione asked curiously.
"I've always wanted to help you since I stood beside Draco while he berated you harshly in the shop when I first met you. I was afraid to stand up for you the because of my place. I assure you I certainly put Draco in his place in the privacy of our home for his behavior. I would do anything for you because you intrigue me everything about you always has. I want this because I care more and more every second I think about you or see you." She knew that many just saw her as the wife of a death eater, a pure blood, but all she wanted was to show that wasn't her true self.
Thankfully Hermione believed her and gingerly resumed her previous activity. She was kinder with her touch this time as she cupped her breast satisfied with the answer given and stroked over the bud with her thumb. A relieved sigh from Narcissa to be back under the intrigued witch's touch. Truth was she had always thought about this. No she had dreamt it and thought about getting to know Hermione in every sense of the word but this was irresistible.
They took each other and pleased each other far more than they imagined possible. Held one another dripping in sweat as they came down from the heated outcome. Finally when Hermione opened her eyes to find a the beautiful blonde staring at her passionately she smiled and curled into her further. It took what felt like ages to move from bed, dress and make their way down stairs where Draco sat waiting for them.
He knew once he first entered the room to his mother holding Hermione that she was holding something in her eyes about the younger witch. When silencing barriers had been put up again an he could no longer hear. He wasn't worried he easily put the pieces together. They had liked each other and though Hermione may have broken down and snapped he hardly could hold it against her.
He smirked at how happy and worn they look coming down the stairs. If mother is happy so am I. He thought preparing himself for the certain truth. The two talking very friendly the whole way down until the noticed his presence. Instantly mute reaching the bottom floor and walking through to the kitchen.
He chuckled to himself walking behind them. His mother asking if Hermione wanted something to eat and she began making it. While she made her way around the room oblivious to the brown eyes from the brunette watching her go.
"So we aren't going to talk about what just happened. You come her panicked and then take my mother to bed like nothing happened." He was only slightly angry but he knew it wasn't how Hermione really was Or in the least how it happened. He laughed at the surprised face and suddenly terrified look her received from the old school mate. "I'm just kidding I've noticed how my mom is always more interested in hearing about you, she sees you around and pauses, and if anyone else had threatened us and meant it she wouldn't have comforted them. It's ok so long as mom is happy."
He was rewarded with a retracted glare to a sweet smile from his mom. The same sincere smile didn't faulted at all when it was turned to Hermione. Who gladly returned it and thanked his for his support and forgiveness. Frankly they all just hoped it would last for quite sometime for the bit of joy they each had in that moment.
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