PAST MIDNIGHT
CHAPTER 1:
It was dark and cold in the ally ways of New York. I had been running for what felt like days. My breathing intensified every minute I pushed on. My heart was burning. My whole body ached and every now and then I would stumble. I felt powerless. I didn't have my wand and in a place like New York it was dangerous to use magic with the city inhabited with over eighteen million people. All of a sudden I tripped and fell to the ground. I got back up. I couldn't run any more. I could barely walk. I walked as fast as my body would let me in the direction of my hotel. I looked around. I didn't know where I was. I had been so concentrated on my running I hadn't payed attention to where I had been going. I was frightened. There were hardly any streetlights and I was clearly lost. I looked at my wristwatch it was past midnight and I could barely make out the time. Suddenly there were voices approaching me. Males voices, about five of them, and they were coming towards me. My heart skipped a beat in fright. As their bodies came into sight I saw that they were big men. Strong and in their late twenties. Muggles. I could tell by the way they were dressed. I heard one of them say quietly "Look ahead" and another say "wow she's hot." That's when I turned around and started walking as fast as my body let me the other way. One of them shouted, "Wait!" I didn't wait, that just made me walk faster. I heard their pace quicken and soon enough they had surrounded me.
"Ple..Please let me..g..Go" I stuttered absolutely petrified.
"Oh you're not going any where until we're finished with you." Said one of the men. All the men seemed to laugh at this. But this just made me even more frightened. Then one of the men pushed me against the wall and started talking off my clothes. I screamed and kicked at them and tried to get away. Another of them held my arms against the wall. Before I knew it I only had on my shirt with the front all unbuttoned, bra, underwear, stocking and shoes. All of them were touching me all over. I was squirming around like a worm that has just been pulled out of the ground.
"Wow, nice body" said one man as he slid his hands up and down my left leg.
"Me first" said one and as he said that he stared pulling my stockings and underwear down. I screamed as loud as I could. This only resulted in another man hitting me on the chest then covering my mouth. His hand slowly went down my body and stopped on my right breast. His hand felt rough and cruel. I could tell his hand had caused a lot of pain and suffering. He put his hand inside my bra and held my breast. He squeezed it for a moment then closed his eyes in pleasure, then slowly released it.
A shiver went down my spine. I felt so restricted. I couldn't move. I had tears streaming down my face and had goose bumps all over my body. As one man tried to get my bra off with one hand and hold both my arms above my head with the other a fist came out from nowhere and hit the guy that was about to penetrate me. He fell to the ground. Then I saw the man who had punched him. He was tall and athletic I could tell. He had chocolate eyes and brown hair. I sensed kindness I him. His arms were strong, you could tell by looking at them. He then punched the guy who had been trying to take my bra off and had been holding my arms against the wall, right in the temple. He let go of me and fell to the ground. One of the other men went to throw a punch but the guy was to fast, he blocked the fist and gave him one in the nose. The man staggered backwards holding his nose. The two men he had previously punched were on the ground unconscious. The man with the bleeding nose ran off as blood was pouring through his hand, which was covering his nose. The other guys followed him.
All this time I had been standing here shock, breathing hard. I was freezing, half naked and was having trouble breathing. My chest hurt from where the man had hit me and that was restricting my breathing. You could tell where he had hit me cause it was all red. I slowly still in shock pulled up my stockings and underwear. And buttoned my shirt back up. My skirt, which the men had taken off, was lying on the ground I put in back on and put my coat and scarf back on as well. The men who had practically saved my life just stood there. I looked at the ground trying to gather everything that had just happened. I was speechless. Didn't know what to say. It was slowly sinking in. I was nearly raped. I looked at the man and more tears slowly came to my eyes. He walked over to me slowly and said gently "Its ok there gone now. Would you like a ride home?" I just nodded. I didn't know this man from a bar of soap but he just saved me so I didn't argue. I got in his car and sat there. He got in and sat down too. He looked at me. I could tell he was felt uncomfortable.
"What happened?" I asked him. He was silent for a moment then answered
"Well I was driving along and saw these men holding you against the wall taking off your clothes and touching you all over. I also had heard a scream. I immediately stopped the car and ran over. When I ran over I saw one man pulling down your stockings and was about to unzip his pants and another guy hit you and well yeah just hit them all as hard as I could" As he was saying this tears were streaming down my face.
"You saved me, how can I ever thank you?" I managed to say between my sobbing. I couldn't hold it in anymore I just burst out into tears. I leaned over and leant on his shoulder. Flashes of the incident were replying in my mind. He put an arm around me and was whispering "its ok now, their gone, your safe now" After a few minutes I was slowly claming down I leant back across.
"Sorry for leaning on you" I said embarrassed.
"Nonsense, here" he said and took out a clean handkerchief from his pocket and offered it to me. I took it and thanked him. After I had wiped my face and eyes. He asked
"So where do you want me to take you? To your place or if you wanted I could take you back to my place. Only if you want."
"I don't know where my hotel is, I might have to come back to your place." I didn't know why I trusted this man but his kindness had taken over me and I felt like I could trust him with my life. A worried expression crossed my face. What if something happened and I couldn't protect myself. What if this man tried to hurt me, the way other men did. Maybe I couldn't trust him. I couldn't trust anyone. He put a hand on her knee. She looked at his hand. His hand was gentle.
"Its ok. I wont hurt you. You can leave in the morning I can drive you to your motel and you don't have to see me ever again. I promise I won't let anything happen to you." He smiled a kind smile that seemed to make all her worries blow away. She nodded and he removed his hand.
"My place it is then" he said as in to double check that I was sure that I wanted to and he wasn't pushing me into this. I nodded. I had no other chose and didn't have clue where my hotel was anyway. I figured I would resolve this in the morning.
"Ok then" he said and started the engine and soon enough they were driving away from the scene. They had been driving for about half an hour. No one said anything. A question came to my mind and I decided to ask it.
"Why were you there at this time of night?" I asked quietly. I had hoped it didn't sound rude.
"Well sometimes I get bored and tonight I just wanted to go for a midnight drive. I decided I had enough and them I heard a scream and followed to scream and well I turned into the street I thought I heard it from and well yeah. What were you doing out at this time of night?" He asked. I kept quiet. I really didn't want to tell him. We stopped at some traffic lights and waited.
"What's your name?" I asked shyly and trying to change the subject.
"Oh gosh we don't even know each other's names." He laughed. His laugh was kind and it made me feel relaxed.
"I'm Daron" he said and stretched out his hand.
"Hermione" I replied and shook his hand. He smiled as the light turned green. The car drove off.
"Pretty name" he said.
"Thankyou" I replied and moved around in the seat to get comfortable. The seat was comfortable. The car was very stylish and fancy. This fascinated her.
"So I figure you don't live here, cause you are currently living in a hotel." He said then continued "What brings you to New York?" I was quiet. I could've told him the reason I was here. Which was to study Muggle life in a huge city like New York for a twenty-page report for university that was for witches and wizards. But I thought obviously this wasn't appropriate so I simply replied
"Oh I'm here on business." Daron nodded.
"What do you do?" he asked. I thought for a moment. What could I possibly say?
"I'm an accountant for a big company and am over here for a meeting in a few days." She lied. She felt bad for lying but knew she had to for obvious reasons. She was quite proud of the accuse she had come up with but still felt bad.
"Well I work for a big company as well. We create fitness equipment and create many gyms all over America."
"What do you do in your company?" I asked trying to be friendly.
"I am quite high in the line of importance. I am a manger, I forget my title." He snorted, "How pathetic is that?" He said. I laughed as well; he was so out going and friendly I really admired him.
"No, not really." I said with a giggle I could tell he was telling the truth though. Daron looked at me and smiled and returned a smile then looked out the window. Just then we turned into a driveway and parked the car in an underground parking area. He got out and I followed suit. We walked over to a lift and he pressed the button. In a second the doors opened and we got in. He pressed the G button and the lift jolted in an upward direction. Once the doors opened. A brightly lit lobby, which was filled with chairs, greeted me and there was a front counter. Polished floorboards covered the floor and there was a table in the middle of all these chairs which had a vase filled with flowers as the centrepiece.
"This way" Daron motioned and began to walk to the counter.
"Hi Daron" the secretary greeted in a friendly voice and then looked at me with a strangle look on her face. She put on a forced smile. I smiled back.
"Hi Paula. Let me introduce you to my..." he stopped he didn't know how to continue. Was I friend, an acquaintance, what was I to him. I decided to help him out. "I'm his girlfriend, we meet a few weeks ago at a bar." I said and glanced at him. He was looking down and smiling, it was obvious he was trying not to laugh.
"Um, yeah so anyway yeah this is Hermione" Daron said playing along. I could tell he too was trying not to laugh. Paula gave smiled. Daron and turned away and walked towards another lift, I followed him. He pressed the button and the doors opened and we walked in. He pressed the button with the number eleven on it and the doors closed. Once they closed we both burst out laughing. We were laughing so hard.
"Did you see the look on her face?" Daron managed to say.
"Oh my God you don't actually have a girlfriend do you cause then she might think your two timing." I said when I had calmed down a little. This just made Daron laugh even more. Soon enough he had calmed down.
"And no, I am single" he said. I nodded and smiled. Just then the there was a beeping noise and the doors opened. Well walked down the hall and passed many rooms with gold number on the doors. Then stopped outside one with the numbers 27 on it. I was a little nervous because I was about to enter a stranger's apartment.
"Are you ok?" he asked. I nodded and he smiled as he opened the door and we walked in.
"Welcome to my home" he said as he turned on the lights.
CHAPTER 1:
It was dark and cold in the ally ways of New York. I had been running for what felt like days. My breathing intensified every minute I pushed on. My heart was burning. My whole body ached and every now and then I would stumble. I felt powerless. I didn't have my wand and in a place like New York it was dangerous to use magic with the city inhabited with over eighteen million people. All of a sudden I tripped and fell to the ground. I got back up. I couldn't run any more. I could barely walk. I walked as fast as my body would let me in the direction of my hotel. I looked around. I didn't know where I was. I had been so concentrated on my running I hadn't payed attention to where I had been going. I was frightened. There were hardly any streetlights and I was clearly lost. I looked at my wristwatch it was past midnight and I could barely make out the time. Suddenly there were voices approaching me. Males voices, about five of them, and they were coming towards me. My heart skipped a beat in fright. As their bodies came into sight I saw that they were big men. Strong and in their late twenties. Muggles. I could tell by the way they were dressed. I heard one of them say quietly "Look ahead" and another say "wow she's hot." That's when I turned around and started walking as fast as my body let me the other way. One of them shouted, "Wait!" I didn't wait, that just made me walk faster. I heard their pace quicken and soon enough they had surrounded me.
"Ple..Please let me..g..Go" I stuttered absolutely petrified.
"Oh you're not going any where until we're finished with you." Said one of the men. All the men seemed to laugh at this. But this just made me even more frightened. Then one of the men pushed me against the wall and started talking off my clothes. I screamed and kicked at them and tried to get away. Another of them held my arms against the wall. Before I knew it I only had on my shirt with the front all unbuttoned, bra, underwear, stocking and shoes. All of them were touching me all over. I was squirming around like a worm that has just been pulled out of the ground.
"Wow, nice body" said one man as he slid his hands up and down my left leg.
"Me first" said one and as he said that he stared pulling my stockings and underwear down. I screamed as loud as I could. This only resulted in another man hitting me on the chest then covering my mouth. His hand slowly went down my body and stopped on my right breast. His hand felt rough and cruel. I could tell his hand had caused a lot of pain and suffering. He put his hand inside my bra and held my breast. He squeezed it for a moment then closed his eyes in pleasure, then slowly released it.
A shiver went down my spine. I felt so restricted. I couldn't move. I had tears streaming down my face and had goose bumps all over my body. As one man tried to get my bra off with one hand and hold both my arms above my head with the other a fist came out from nowhere and hit the guy that was about to penetrate me. He fell to the ground. Then I saw the man who had punched him. He was tall and athletic I could tell. He had chocolate eyes and brown hair. I sensed kindness I him. His arms were strong, you could tell by looking at them. He then punched the guy who had been trying to take my bra off and had been holding my arms against the wall, right in the temple. He let go of me and fell to the ground. One of the other men went to throw a punch but the guy was to fast, he blocked the fist and gave him one in the nose. The man staggered backwards holding his nose. The two men he had previously punched were on the ground unconscious. The man with the bleeding nose ran off as blood was pouring through his hand, which was covering his nose. The other guys followed him.
All this time I had been standing here shock, breathing hard. I was freezing, half naked and was having trouble breathing. My chest hurt from where the man had hit me and that was restricting my breathing. You could tell where he had hit me cause it was all red. I slowly still in shock pulled up my stockings and underwear. And buttoned my shirt back up. My skirt, which the men had taken off, was lying on the ground I put in back on and put my coat and scarf back on as well. The men who had practically saved my life just stood there. I looked at the ground trying to gather everything that had just happened. I was speechless. Didn't know what to say. It was slowly sinking in. I was nearly raped. I looked at the man and more tears slowly came to my eyes. He walked over to me slowly and said gently "Its ok there gone now. Would you like a ride home?" I just nodded. I didn't know this man from a bar of soap but he just saved me so I didn't argue. I got in his car and sat there. He got in and sat down too. He looked at me. I could tell he was felt uncomfortable.
"What happened?" I asked him. He was silent for a moment then answered
"Well I was driving along and saw these men holding you against the wall taking off your clothes and touching you all over. I also had heard a scream. I immediately stopped the car and ran over. When I ran over I saw one man pulling down your stockings and was about to unzip his pants and another guy hit you and well yeah just hit them all as hard as I could" As he was saying this tears were streaming down my face.
"You saved me, how can I ever thank you?" I managed to say between my sobbing. I couldn't hold it in anymore I just burst out into tears. I leaned over and leant on his shoulder. Flashes of the incident were replying in my mind. He put an arm around me and was whispering "its ok now, their gone, your safe now" After a few minutes I was slowly claming down I leant back across.
"Sorry for leaning on you" I said embarrassed.
"Nonsense, here" he said and took out a clean handkerchief from his pocket and offered it to me. I took it and thanked him. After I had wiped my face and eyes. He asked
"So where do you want me to take you? To your place or if you wanted I could take you back to my place. Only if you want."
"I don't know where my hotel is, I might have to come back to your place." I didn't know why I trusted this man but his kindness had taken over me and I felt like I could trust him with my life. A worried expression crossed my face. What if something happened and I couldn't protect myself. What if this man tried to hurt me, the way other men did. Maybe I couldn't trust him. I couldn't trust anyone. He put a hand on her knee. She looked at his hand. His hand was gentle.
"Its ok. I wont hurt you. You can leave in the morning I can drive you to your motel and you don't have to see me ever again. I promise I won't let anything happen to you." He smiled a kind smile that seemed to make all her worries blow away. She nodded and he removed his hand.
"My place it is then" he said as in to double check that I was sure that I wanted to and he wasn't pushing me into this. I nodded. I had no other chose and didn't have clue where my hotel was anyway. I figured I would resolve this in the morning.
"Ok then" he said and started the engine and soon enough they were driving away from the scene. They had been driving for about half an hour. No one said anything. A question came to my mind and I decided to ask it.
"Why were you there at this time of night?" I asked quietly. I had hoped it didn't sound rude.
"Well sometimes I get bored and tonight I just wanted to go for a midnight drive. I decided I had enough and them I heard a scream and followed to scream and well I turned into the street I thought I heard it from and well yeah. What were you doing out at this time of night?" He asked. I kept quiet. I really didn't want to tell him. We stopped at some traffic lights and waited.
"What's your name?" I asked shyly and trying to change the subject.
"Oh gosh we don't even know each other's names." He laughed. His laugh was kind and it made me feel relaxed.
"I'm Daron" he said and stretched out his hand.
"Hermione" I replied and shook his hand. He smiled as the light turned green. The car drove off.
"Pretty name" he said.
"Thankyou" I replied and moved around in the seat to get comfortable. The seat was comfortable. The car was very stylish and fancy. This fascinated her.
"So I figure you don't live here, cause you are currently living in a hotel." He said then continued "What brings you to New York?" I was quiet. I could've told him the reason I was here. Which was to study Muggle life in a huge city like New York for a twenty-page report for university that was for witches and wizards. But I thought obviously this wasn't appropriate so I simply replied
"Oh I'm here on business." Daron nodded.
"What do you do?" he asked. I thought for a moment. What could I possibly say?
"I'm an accountant for a big company and am over here for a meeting in a few days." She lied. She felt bad for lying but knew she had to for obvious reasons. She was quite proud of the accuse she had come up with but still felt bad.
"Well I work for a big company as well. We create fitness equipment and create many gyms all over America."
"What do you do in your company?" I asked trying to be friendly.
"I am quite high in the line of importance. I am a manger, I forget my title." He snorted, "How pathetic is that?" He said. I laughed as well; he was so out going and friendly I really admired him.
"No, not really." I said with a giggle I could tell he was telling the truth though. Daron looked at me and smiled and returned a smile then looked out the window. Just then we turned into a driveway and parked the car in an underground parking area. He got out and I followed suit. We walked over to a lift and he pressed the button. In a second the doors opened and we got in. He pressed the G button and the lift jolted in an upward direction. Once the doors opened. A brightly lit lobby, which was filled with chairs, greeted me and there was a front counter. Polished floorboards covered the floor and there was a table in the middle of all these chairs which had a vase filled with flowers as the centrepiece.
"This way" Daron motioned and began to walk to the counter.
"Hi Daron" the secretary greeted in a friendly voice and then looked at me with a strangle look on her face. She put on a forced smile. I smiled back.
"Hi Paula. Let me introduce you to my..." he stopped he didn't know how to continue. Was I friend, an acquaintance, what was I to him. I decided to help him out. "I'm his girlfriend, we meet a few weeks ago at a bar." I said and glanced at him. He was looking down and smiling, it was obvious he was trying not to laugh.
"Um, yeah so anyway yeah this is Hermione" Daron said playing along. I could tell he too was trying not to laugh. Paula gave smiled. Daron and turned away and walked towards another lift, I followed him. He pressed the button and the doors opened and we walked in. He pressed the button with the number eleven on it and the doors closed. Once they closed we both burst out laughing. We were laughing so hard.
"Did you see the look on her face?" Daron managed to say.
"Oh my God you don't actually have a girlfriend do you cause then she might think your two timing." I said when I had calmed down a little. This just made Daron laugh even more. Soon enough he had calmed down.
"And no, I am single" he said. I nodded and smiled. Just then the there was a beeping noise and the doors opened. Well walked down the hall and passed many rooms with gold number on the doors. Then stopped outside one with the numbers 27 on it. I was a little nervous because I was about to enter a stranger's apartment.
"Are you ok?" he asked. I nodded and he smiled as he opened the door and we walked in.
"Welcome to my home" he said as he turned on the lights.
