They were back again

Pairings: Ginny/Harry, Hermione/Draco,Hermione/Ron, Hermione/parents.

Warnings: SICK, SICK, SICK! That is all I can say. The squickiest fic ever. OOC everybody. Also very mature, graphic scenes of adult stuff. Yeah. You know what I mean. Don't read unless you can handle it.

Genre: Tragedy/Romance

Fandom: Harry Potter. Duh!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in the story. The plot is mine but everything else belongs to J.K.Rowling

Chapter one- They were back again.

They were back again.

Hermione hated her parents.

They loved her. But not the way they should.

Ever since she was just 11, they had subjected her to this.

Tonight was no exception.

They came in together grinning.

"Know what I have sweetheart?" asked her mother.

Hermione did but she knew better than to reply.

Her Mother pulled out a pair of handcuffs then her father pushed her onto her double bed. He flipped her over onto her back and her hands were fastened together.

"Tonight, my darling, I'll watch. You have fun" said Hermione's mother to her husband as she backed to the wall.

Her father's lips curled up into an unpleasant smile.

He crawled onto Hermione's legs and sat there for a second looking at his daughter's helpless body, licking his lips as his hands ran over and around her curvaceous body. Then he roughly moved over the girl's terrified face and brought his lips slamming onto hers. His tongue flicked at her mouth begging for entrance. Hermione tried to keep her mouth closed but her fathers chubby hands squeezed her cheeks leaving a small gap in her lips through which he thrust his tongue forward and began attacking her mouth with his tongue.

Hermione tried to stop him but she was helpless. Her father soon broke the kiss and sat up. He instructed Hermione's mother to hold Hermione down. As she did so, her husband tore of his shirt and ripped his trousers off, revealing his already hardened penis. He clambered back on top of Hermione's skinny legs and clawed at her pajama trousers trousers. He pulled them off and he moaned at the sight of her black silk thong. He moved himself up slightly and with his teeth tore off the shirt Hermione was wearing. He groaned loudly as her seemingly balloon sized breasts were revealed to his perverted eyes.

He moved down to look in awe. With his tongue, he began to stroke them then, violently, he grabbed them both and dug in his nails causing Hermione to scream in pain. "How big?" he moaned at her. When she did not reply, he bit her nipple painfully and she shrieked "E! ARGH!" Her father screamed in excitement, as he squeezed them torturing her and he drove into them with his nails till they bled. This seemed to satisfy him for the moment as he moved back down again and ripped of the thong separating him from his daughter's beautiful brown curls.

At the sight, he moaned loudly and he thrust four grubby digits into her causing her back to arch up in pain. He grabbed her flailing hips and aimed himself at her entrance. Hermione gritted her teeth and he rammed his entire length into her. He repeated this, to what seemed an age to Hermione, until he finally reached his climax and, moaning loudly, he came in her. The hot liquid seemed to burn at her insides and she turned her head away.

He removed his manhood from her entrance before going back to her large breasts. He took the left one up in his mouth and began to suck on it then began to bite down viciously. He swapped sides and each minute brought her more pain. Then when she thought he might relent, he flipped her over and he began running his teeth over her bum, occasionally taking small bites. Then, when he felt ready, he slammed into her. This penetration hurt more than any other. He pushed her small delicate rear up towards him and continued to slam into her small frame, each time slamming her onto the bed then dragging her back up by either her butt cheeks, her hair or by her breasts. He preferred the latter as his hands were already there, clenching into the flesh.

He then flipped her over and looked at her, licking his hungry lips. He licked all over her small, skinny stomach, back down to her nether lips. There he massaged the folds of skin for some time before thrusting his tongue into her core. She screamed loudly. Only then did he get off her. He and his wife left the hand cuffs on her wrists but also chained her to the bed so she still couldn't move. They sat there, either side of her, one breast each, alternating between thumping her breasts and licking over her body.

Hermione closed her eyes, willing for the torture to end.

Hours later, bruised and bleeding, Hermione's parents unchained her and left her to cry alone. She could still remember the first time. The first hurt. The first loss. The first time her father had inserted his dick into her mouth and the taste of his cum in her mouth.

She ran to the bathroom where she lay in the bath, cleaning herself, removing any last traces of blood and cum from her body.

It was another long night.