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Summary: Hermione is captured by Voldemort and forced to have his heir. She becomes depressed; when the only friend she has leaves for school. It's up to a certain Potions Master to come to her aid. A story full of darkness and Sadness. Can it have a happily ever after? Or will it be the end for a miss Hermione Granger?

Chapter 1:Misfourante

(Grimwald Place)

As Hermione sat listening to everyone in the order said her temper began to raise. She, Harry, and Ron had been allowed to sit and listen to the members of the order talk. They could also give their opinion. But they couldn't go on mission's. The only reason that they were allowed to listen was because they were of age.

As Hermione lay in bed she tried to think of what the Dark Lord wanted. They knew where his home and head Quarters were. They had gotten that information when Severus had still been a spy for the light side.

It then hit Hermione why didn't she go to the Dark Lords house.. She could snoop around. She could wear Harry's invisibility cloak. So she sat up for an hour and waited for everyone to fall asleep. She then snuck into Harry's room. She snuck over to the front of his bed a opened the Trunk that sat there. She quickly and quietly toke out his invisibility cloak. After which she left. But unbeknown to her, she left her wand behind in the rush.

As She looked up at the house of the Dark Lord she stood in amazement. She had expected it to be an old Gothic house; that held a feeling of eeriness But it didn't. it was a beautiful Victorian Manor.

She tightened the cloak around herself. In the house most of the light's were off except for two on the forth floor.

For a while she searched for someway to get in other than the front door. She then saw an open window on the first floor. The only reason she saw it was because it was left open. She snuck into the window and looked around. The Room appeared to be a bedroom. She searched her robes for her wand. It was then that she realized that she didn't have her wand. She rushed back to the window. But as she jumped out something attached to her wrist. She turned to see the Dark Lord himself.

"Well, well looky what do we have here; a little spy." He pulled Hermione back into the room despite her attempts to free herself from him.. "So what's your name my little spy?"

"Why should I tell you? It wouldn't matter?"

"Perhaps, Perhaps not. Maybe one of the children will know who you are?" The dark Lord began to drag off Hermione but as he did she kicked and screamed. So he had no choice but to stupefy her.

As Hermione opened her eyes she saw a pair of red ones staring down into her Brown ones.

"You have Beautiful eyes. I would love my child to have eyes like yours." Hermione's eye's widened in shock.

A snake like tongue licked Hermione's nose and she struggled to move but couldn't. She was chained to the bed.

"Your beautiful. I haven't had a girl in so long. I mean no female deatheater is one bit as beautiful as you. And when Draco's out of school I fuck him like hell's knocking at the door. And when he's in school I have Lucius. He's normally dominate in the bed. But it is I and only I who can dominate him. And no wife of a deatheater is pretty enough that I'd want to take them to bed. But-"

"What do you want with me?" she piped up. Her voice coming out slightly shaky. He smiled down at her.

"I will not always be on this earth. And because of that fact I have come to realize that I want an heir. And you my dear are going to be the one to produce it."

After saying that he pulled out a knife from a night stand that sat beside the bed. With it he cut Hermione's clothes off her body until she lay naked in front of him.. As he gazed up and down her body he smiled.

He then looked in her eyes. In them was rebellion, courage and strength. He then took the knife and ran it across her left breast. Stopping right before the blade touched her nipple. He brought the knife up and licked it. Savoring and loving the taste of her blood. He set the knife down upon the night stand. Quickly he straddled Hermione's naked body.

He then entered her, no lubricant, no preparation just pain. But she still had the look of rebellion, the look of courage, and the look of strength. And so he cut her again. This happened continuously until the ray's of the sun had hit Hermione's sore, and weak body. She wanted to curl into a small ball and rock back and forth. But because of the cuts she could not. Voldemort looked into her eyes. There was no rebellion, there was no courage and there was no strength. All that rested in those hazel eyes was fright and sadness. He smiled down at her.

"Good girl you've finally learned your lesson and your place. Underneath me." saying that he unchained Hermione and left.

When Hermione heard the door shut and when she was sure he was gone, she cried. Crying over her stupidity. She should have known better than to go to Riddle Manor. She should have known better than to let her emotions build up. And she knew that when one built up emotions, rarely, when it exploded did the results have a good outcome.

It had been about ten minutes since Voldemort had left. And Hermione had begun to wonder when someone or if someone was going to come get her. She prayed deeply that it was not lord Voldemort. It was then that she heard the door opening. She squeezed her eyes shut in fear that she would see a pair of red eyes staring down into her brown ones.

She heard what sounded like a cupboard being opened. There was then the sound of someone fumbling with something and then there were foot steps. Foot steps that were coming towards the bed upon which Hermione lay.

"You can open your eyes I'm not going to hurt you. Merlin" She opened her eyes to see Draco Malfoy. "He did a number on you" he said looking at her bloody body. It was then that she remembered that she was naked. She tried to pull what remained of her clothes up to cover her self. But she was stopped by Draco's hand. " I'm going to heal you, don't worry" he said Hermione dropped her clothes and looked away from Draco trying not to stare him in the eyes

"You don't have to be ashamed it's not your fault"

"Yes it is" She said feeling the tears beginning to fall. "I was stupid enough to come here, I was stupid enough to forget my wand. And I was stupid enough to think I could find out what he had been looking for."

"Actually you've found it. He want's an heir remember?"

"And he thinks I'm going to produce it."

"Actually yes. Now down to business. I need to get you cleaned up or you could get an infection. So could you sit up please?"

"I can't, I've tried already."

"Well try again. I'll help you." He put his hand behind her back and pushed her up.

"Oh god Draco stop please." she said as she screamed in pain.

"A little more come on" He pushed her up. He then quickly placed a bunch of pillow's behind her. That way she could lay down and he could still bandage her. He laid her down and stared sadly at her as she cried. He then began applying crème's and bandage's.

"So how long have you been having sex with him?" she asked after he was done bandaging her chest.

"I don't have sex with him, I'm rapped. And since the end of our forth year.

There was then a knock on the door. The door opened and in walked Lord Voldemort.

"Well hello Draco, Ms. Granger. Ah Draco you've done an excellent job. I'll have to wait a few day's before I take you again Ms. Granger. But Draco would you mind coming with me?" After saying that Voldemort left the room. Draco followed behind. As he left he gave Hermione a sad smile. While she gave him a sympathetic look. She knew what was going to happen to Draco.

Wel thats chater one. Please review!!