Lost Innocence

Stephanie Black

Chapter One

From the Dark

She was broken. Her life which at one point she had taken such pride in and had kept her head held high had crumbled down. The bruises that marred her body were testament to that. Weakness filled her as she no longer wished to fight; she knew what her fate would be. The fight she gave only resulted in her being beaten even more. Thankfully she had not been sullied; the only thing she had left was the innocence she kept well protected. As she kept her knees to her body dealing with the pain just to feel some comfort she was lost in her thoughts as she sat in her cell. Darkness was all around her and silence echoed against the walls. The only noise to pervade the air was her stomach.

Trying to remember the last time she ate only increased the ache in her stomach. With no window she could not tell how long she had been there or how much longer she would continue to be tortured down there. From her estimation it must have been a couple months because she felt her ribs poking through and her cheekbones frail. As she laid her head against her knees she only hoped to die soon and finally have it all over with.

Suddenly her cage opened and a large man stepped in.

"Its time princess," he stated smirking," time to meet your new master." Grabbing her roughly she felt like her arm would snap in half as he dragged her out. So weak from barely any food she could barely stand but that did not matter she was dragged out of her cell and into the light.

Hermione Granger had lost as had the rest of the people on her side of the war. They had lost and those that had died had received a good fate while she had been tortured, starved and threatened with rape. She did not open her eyes the entire time she was being dragged. Her body felt so weak she could not care as her body hit things along the way to its destination. Finally the trip ended with her body being dropped to the ground.

"What have you been doing to her?" A voice so familiar spoke up.

"We were told not to make it comfortable for her but not to touch her sexually," the big man said.

"Don't make it comfortable but don't practically kill her, what were you thinking?" he said, she tried so hard to open her eyes but so weak she could not bring herself to do so.

"She will take weeks to recover and be ready, take her upstairs and let the nurse and maids take care of her," he stated, this man was her god sent or so she thought. Before she lost consciousness she thought of him and the tingle she felt as he brushed her cheek with her hand.

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"Shh, she's waking up," she heard a voice whisper as the cloud in her mind slowly started to dissipate. Slowly her eyes opened to girls surrounding her looking down at her. Her body was on a bed so soft she felt like she was in heaven.

"You are awake," came a woman's voice, moving her head gingerly she looked to her side to see a magnificently dressed woman standing in the doorway looking at her. Instantly she recognized her, the blonde hair was a dead giveaway.

Suddenly her body filled with fear she was in Malfoy Manor. Trying to create distance between her and the woman she tried to scotch back against the bed only to grimace in pain.

"Do not move," Narcissa said as she came quickly to her side," I'm not going to hurt you."

Hermione stopped moving, knowing it was no use she no longer had any fight left in her.

"Poor girl, the bad things that men in this house do are appalling," she stated," never fear me cause I care a lot more than people think." Hermione just blinked up at her.

"You need your rest because soon you will be put through a fate worse than death and you must be strong if you are to change anything," she stated.

"What?" Hermione breathed. Narcissa rubbed her cheek in such a loving way.

"You are to be my daughter in a week's time," she stated, Hermione's eyebrows scrunched up in confusing," you are to marry my son under command of the Dark Lord." With that Hermione lost consciousness.

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"How is she wife?" Lucius sneered at the thought of the girl.

"She is very weak and very scared Lucius," she stated," so scared."

"Why should you care, you have your job."

"I still care, that girl does not deserve what is going to happen," she stated, thinking back up to the innocent girl that lay in the bed.

"We have no choice; we must let the Dark Lord believe that we still follow him."

"But what about Draco he is so violent and angry, he does not know to love or be tender?" Narcissa asked.

"Soon she will be his property and we have no say in how he treats her, let us just hope she becomes pregnant soon so she does not have to endure the pain," Lucius stated feeling sad for the girl for once.

"No girl should have to give up her innocence that way, to have it ripped from them in the worst of ways," Narcissa sobbed.

The Malfoy's were not as everyone thought. Their lives and family were in danger so they kept the facade of good Death eaters as not to blow their cover. Their son was different. He had not taken it well that he was demanded to do this. Draco has always been violent and angry not caring for others. Voldermort wanted an heir for the Malfoy's and what better then the most talented witch ever. Though she may not be of pure blood she was more than suitable to give birth to a more than powerful offspring.

Narcissa knew that all she could do was be there as a friend to the girl throughout her torture. She just hoped her son learn what it was to be tender and kind.

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So I decided to make another story, got tired of studying for finals so here it is. I got this idea reading some other forced marriage stories and it seemed like something fun to do.

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