The song Angelfuck is by the Misfits and the characters are JKR's but with my view on them. The storyline is my own twisted creation.

AngelFuck

Little Angelfuck

It's a shame that luck is the only thing

Did you like the fun

Did you like the times that I promised you

Severus rolled off the quivering mass of flesh beneath him. She would be fine soon, its nothing that hadn't happened to her before. It was his weekly treat, helping himself to live human flesh. He didn't know any other way to get this particular girl to do what he commanded. It's not as if he didn't promise her anything. He promised her it would be fun, for him anyway.

He looked at what he had done to her, this vulnerable not so innocent girl. He had defiled her. Only he knew how much she was soiled now. He used her this way once a week at the least. It was a simple case of pain and pleasure, he had the pleasure and she had the pain. It balanced out the universe.

Open wounds on your brow

Little angel in red

She isn't loving you anymore

The new wounds he had inflicted on her were oozing the red only blood had. Eyes wide he watched it trickle from her head, chest and from between her legs. It was spreading across the sheets she had covered herself in turning them the same deep red. Shaking she tried to lie still.

'Too bad' Severus thought, 'too bad her real boyfriend won't get any of this, she's left you for me. You're not getting her anymore.'

Little Angelfuck

I see you going down on a fireplug

Her body was shaking more violently from the sobs she was emitting.

"Whats the matter? Did that hurt?" he said softly.

She was terrified as if he had shouted at her and slapped her around the face. She nodded tentatively hoping for succor or relief. Neither came, instead Severus just laughed evilly.

"Well Hermione this isn't going to hurt. You're on a downward spiral, and I'm watching you fall."

The malice in his voice was brutal.

Little Angelfuck

Size for everyone

"But then Hermione this isn't first time is it?" he asked knowing her answer.

She shook her head sadly.

"And I wasn't the first person was i?"

Again she shook her head.

"Well it looks like your good for everyone aren't you? Your just a whore." He said and pulled the sheets from her roughly.

"Get out, your making the place as dirty as you are." He stood there leering as she peeling herself from his bloodstained sheets.

She gathered her robes and ran into the potions classroom to don them.  She winced as the material touched her skin. She had salve in her rooms to deal with that later. Her sole priority was to get away from here and away from him.

Let those bastards believe

Dry your eyes and we'll leave

She isn't loving you anymore

She reached the common room and found it empty. This was it, this was were it all stopped, she pulled the vial of poison out her pocket and looked at it a strange relief coming over her.

'Come on Hermione' her mind was saying, 'your soul left such a long time ago now its just your mind and your body, lets leave.'

She knew it was right, to be whole a person had to have a soul, a mind and a body, up until now 2 out of 3 wasn't bad, but she didn't want any. She didn't want to fall into the slow demise that Snape had promised her, her mind was going to go in one go so she could leave her empty shell on earth. Here. Now.

And that was it, the poison ran down her throat and she was gone. She left it all. She left him, she wasn't going love him any more.