The Angel Part 1

Hey guy, welcome to The Experiment redo. I am redoing this because I just didn't like the original. This story, I really liked the idea I made for this story but I do not feel that it came out the way I wanted it to. This version is quite different as well as split into parts. The First and Second parts will be posted. The third and beyond will be posted if I feel like enough people are reading the first two. If you are new to the experiment, I DO NOT recommend reading the original. My other stories are on hiatus until I feel I want to write them. I am sorry for any mistakes , especially with commas, the story might have. Happy reading

BTW, if I mess up any dates please tell me.

The Experiment

Chapter 1- Sour

July 1, 1998

She woke up strapped to a metal table in a brightly lit room. She could feel needles nestled in her veins. There was something, a ball gag maybe, in her mouth and she couldn't see anything but the white light nor could she move.

Suddenly, there was a voice. A mans voice.

"This will hurt," he said. " Try to stay calm, my little angel."

She was not in a good situation.

June 31, 1998

Hermione Granger was happy, really happy. Her day was supposed to be long and tedious, a trip to the ministry to see about getting her parents back but what she thought would be a long process turned out to be a quick " Don't worry , we've got it handled." from the minister.

With her day now suddenly free she could surprise Ron who'd become her boyfriend a few weeks ago. A surprise dinner would be just what they needed after the fight they had the day before. The fight had been caused because of sex or more precisely ,the lack of it. Hermione had not felt ready but Ron was becoming so insistent. When he tried to touch her breast she yelled at him causing him to yell at her.

Hermione did not feel that it was time to take a step in their relationship. The war had been over for less than two months. They'd been in a serious relationship for less than two months and yet somehow Ron was convinced it was more than enough time.

"Me and Lavender did it two weeks in," he argued.

That had upset her and Hermione had to remind him that she was not Lavender, rest her soul.

The fight had soon turned into a yelling match that was ended by Ginny. From there on the couple in question had ignored each other.

They had given one another the cold shoulder for the rest of the day and the beginning of the following day. Feeling that enough was enough, Hermione decided to end their little feud with food. She was going to try her best to make him a nice spaghetti dinner.

Then maybe he would be happy with her again.

...

With bags of food supplies in hand, Hermione apparated into her room. She had spent an hour or so looking through cookbooks for the best sound spaghetti and she had found it. After shopping for her ingredients she was ready. It was going to be a good dinner.

Bags in hand, she headed for the kitchen. She walked the hallway when she heard the voices.

"Strange," she whispered. " No one should be home."

Not wanting to ruin her surprise she followed the sound of the noise.

"Ron," it was Harry. " You shouldn't of brought her, its too risky."

"Come on mate," Ron said. " Its not like Hermione can catch me, she's busy at the ministry. Seriously Harry, it's just gonna be a quick shag. You wouldn't understand how it is to have such a prude for a girlfriend. As much as I hate it, I know you and Gin do stuff."

Hermiones couldn't believe what Ron was saying.

"Ron I get it," Harry replied. " But this is the fifth time you've brought this girl home."

Fifth. The fifth time he had brought the girl and no one had told her.

"Mate," Ron said. " It's not my fault Hermione won't shag me and other girls will. I am a war hero, I deserve this."

Ah, so he was playing the war hero card. Not being able to hear anymore, Hermione ran to her room.

"Fine mate," Harry said. " Just try not to get caught. I'm gonna go make myself something to eat."

"Make me something," Ron said. " I'll probably be hungry after."

Harry rolled his eyes and nodded.

Harry hadn't meant to let Ron get away with the cheating but he didn't want Hermione to find out. If she did there would be drama and Harry would have to pick a side. If he picked Hermiones then Ginny would be upset. Ron was her brother after all. Ron was also his best mate and he knew it sucked being withheld from sex.

Harry felt content with his reasoning. It was best to avoid the drama.

...

Back in her room found Hermione furiously packing up. Everything she owned was going into her new expanded bag.

She was getting out of that place and away from her so called friends.

Tears were filling her eyes as she looked at her empty room. She felt like a coward for trying running away but she couldn't face Ron. She felt embarrassed, she felt ugly. She honestly thought that Ron could wait. She was wrong.

She looked at her now empty room and sighed. This day was quickly turning sour.

With a pop she was gone.

...

Harry was just arriving at his room when he heard the pop from Hermione's room.

"Shit," Harry hissed. " Why is she so early?"

Not wanting Hermione to find Ron and his friend , Harry came up with a quick plan. He would take Hermione out for a dinner claiming Ron was out running errands.

"Hermione," he said as he knocked on her door. " You in there, I heard you apparate in."

When she didn't answer Harry thought that perhaps he had been hearing things. He turned the knob to see if her room was empty. It was, only not in the way he expected it to be.

Everything was gone, from her books to her bedding.

"Hermione," Harry called out running to see if she was in the bathroom. " Mione! Where are you?"

Harry had quickly realized that Hermione had disapparated from the room and that was what he heard. She must have been home and had seen Ron bring in the girl. She could have heard what he had told Ron.

This was bad.

...

Hermione was angrily muttering to herself and she walked down an alley by the re-opened Florean Fortescue's. She was so mad that she couldn't concentrate.

How dare Ron cheat on her! How dare Harry not tell her! What had she done to deserve being betrayed like this?

Was she really such a bad girlfriend.

Or was it that Ron just didn't love her. Was his little friend a beauty? Hermione knew that she certainly wasn't. She had learned to live with her appearance, but maybe Ron hadn't.

She had felt Ron drifting away, she had seen his eyes drifting to bodacious blondes and busty brunettes..Did he feel that she wasn't good enough for him.

Was she good enough for him?

Rons cheating had Hermione questioning her own looks and assets. She knew she wasn't the prettiest but she truly believed Ron would have waited for thought he loved her.

Hermione felt so distraught that she didn't see the red flash headed towards her

Everything went black.

...

Present

"This will hurt. Try to stay calm, my little angel. If you move too much you might ruin everything."

Hermione didn't understand how she had gotten into this situation. She had just been walking...but not paying attention.

The man tightened the straps , pulled out a syringe, and grabbed hold of a small tube . The syringe had a blood red looking substance in it that made Hermione's' eyes widened.

"Now ," he gently said. " This is going to sting , a lot, but it will prime you for the full transformation."

Hermione cringed. What transformation? What was this man talking about?

"Its my blood you see," the man explained. " Once my blood is in you, the spell can take place without killing you. After that everything can go as planned , my precious little angel."

He stuck the syringes opening into the tube and hit the plunger. She felt the needles in her arms be jostled.

He was going to inject her with his blood.

She saw as the blood, the thick blood, flowed down the tube. Soon she could feel it entering her own blood. It burned. It burned like hell and she wanted to scream but the gag wouldn't let her.

"Shush my little angel," the man whispered. " Shush, it will be fine. Just bear the pain."

Hermione felt the last of his blood enter her own. She felt like she was being burned alive, like she was being dipped in acid.

"Not many changes," the man said as he got a want out of his pocket. " I knew you would be perfect for this. You resemble her so well, I knew that you wouldn't change dramatically."

The man pointed his wand at her and muttered a spell Hermione had never heard before.

Suddenly she felt like she was being crushed. Something felt like it was trying to claw its way out of her back and her fingers felt as if they were being torn apart.

"Now, its okay," the man cooed. " You will be okay. Soon you will be my perfect little veela."

What was happening?

End

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