The serpents obsession to the lion

I do not own any of the characters associated with the book Harry Potter, they of course belong to the wonderful J.K. Rowling. If I did own the characters you would probably be reading this in a published book retailing at £7.99 not for free off the internet. I only own the plot. Dark fic ahead

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A.White.Rose

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Prologue: Always

I think as I sit there with my knee's tucked up under my chin, my back pressed against the cold damp wall. I look anywhere but at the monster who stands at the other end of the room staring at me.

Why? Why? Why?

The monster starts to slowly walk over to me, I hear his heavy footsteps across the stone floor. I'm too tired to move away even though my mind is telling me to. All I'm able to do to avoid looking at him is to stare down at my robes, which are torn and covered with a mixture of my blood and ...

''Miss Granger?"

The monster says to me. I still stare down at my robes not looking at him. If I looked up I would most probably see the cold black eyes of a murderer, that shows no hint of emotion for what he has just done.

Oh my God what he has done!

Fresh tears spill from my eyes and onto my cheeks at the horrific memory. I feel so numb yet so full of emotion, it's like my heart is being torn into two.

"Miss Granger please tell me why you are crying ?"

The monster has crouched down right in front of me. He lifts up my tear stained face with up to his. Then he traces a long cold finger down my jaw line, I shudder at his icy touch against my warm skin.

"I thought you of all people would be happy with what I have just done for us" His cold uncaring voice mocks me.

He lets go of my face and my head instantly roles back against the wall supporting it up. I still don't look him, at least not in the eyes.

I can't help it I start to shake, not from fear but from anger.

He really is a sick bastard. I can't believe he expects me to be happy and grateful for...

"Miss Granger"

He leans in a little closer now and starts playing with my tangled bushy hair. I feel so uncomfortable but I don't have the strength to push him away. I focus my eyes up at the ceiling, trying to block everything out.

"Tell me did you like my little ah gift for you?" He purrs into my ear

That makes me look at him but not into his eyes, never in his eyes.

His grip tightens on my hair when I don't answer him

"Answer me you little mudblood bitch!" He screams at me

Owwwwwwwwwwww

He is now griping my hair so tightly he is at the point of ripping it out.

I cry out in pain and then summon my strength

"Rot in hell you bastard"

Ouch

My throat feels so sore with just saying those five words.

I watch the monsters reaction as the blow falls. He lets go of my hair and looks at me for a second, his lip curled up with disgust. I glance up at his eyes for the first time since arriving here, and I seem them glittering dangerously and it really scares me.

I start to wish I never said anything now

No Hermione if you didn't say anything he would have have carried on hurting you.

I glance up at him again and I see he has his hand raised. I don't have the strength to move away or fight back as his had comes down and strikes me hard across the face, all I can do is whimper out in pain. It stings so much, I can taste blood in my mouth.

"Quite the little Gryffindor aren't you" He sneers at me

Patronising bastard if only I had the strength I would some him the little Gryffindor I am.

The monster has moves his head closer to mine than before, pushes my hair back behind my ear and whispers

"But all that doesn't matter now, you and me will be together always..."

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