Hermione cried. She cried as she had not cried in years. As she had not cried since she was a little girl. She sat in the bathroom with a towel around her arm not noticing the blood that ran from the deep wound on her leg, dripping on the floor. She tried to stand up, but the pain in her body was too much to handle, and she fell to the floor once again.

***flashback***

*Crash*. A vase fell to the floor. Hermione shrieked in shock and turned around to see the Weasley family's most expensive heritage lie on the floor in a thousand pieces, just where she had walked only seconds ago. The small pieces of glass where spread to the most of the room and glittered in the sunlight.

Hermione grabbed after her wand but it was not in her pocket. Suddenly she remembered that her 'dear' boyfriend had taken it from her, to prevent her from apperating away. She began to shake, as she heard footsteps walking down the staircase. Instinctively she looked for a way out of the room, but there was only one door and it lead just out to the stairs where the steps came closer and closer.

Suddenly the door was opened, and a man walked in. Hermione was beginning to sob, as the man stepped closer and stopped right in front of her. "What have you done?" he asked in a way too calm voice pointing his wand towards her.

Hermione sobbed harder and tried to avoid from looking into his eyes but he grabbed her face and forced her to look straight into his blue eyes, dark with anger. "What have you done?" he repeated, shaking her body with every word. "I didn't do it" she whispered through her tears. "You didn't?" he asked, his voice filled with false concern, "you know what I think? I think that you are a liar and needs to be punished."

He let go of her and pushed her so she landed on the rest of the once so beautiful vase, the pieces cutting her skin, blood started to paint the floor. The man laughed, "it seems that you are not fully a mudblood, are you?" he asked as he kicked a splint in her leg so it was almost fully buried in her flesh. She screamed in pain, tears welled up in her eyes as the splint hit a bone.

This seemed to amuse the man and he started kicking her body, making sure to hit every splint that could hurt her enough. After Merlin knows how long he stopped kicking and admired his work; Hermione lay bleeding on the floor, clothes ruined by the sharp glass, crying of pain and humiliation. "See?" the man asked, kicking her arm once more to hear the crack of the bone that finally gave in,"everybody gets as deserved. Well you did. Now it is my turn to be rewarded." He said as he waved his wand "Imperio" he said with a dark voice filled with something Hermione could not put her finger on.

"Turn around so you lie on your front" he said. She did even though the glass was cutting her skin even more; the floor was almost covered in blood. "Good. Now you need to lie on all four to give me a good view to your lazy ass" he demanded, pulling his trousers down with his left hand; the right was pointing the wand towards her.

Hermione screamed in fear but her body obeyed the order. She knew what was going to happen and could not do a thing about it; she was under his command. And even though she had been touched by Ron she had never allowed him to go any further; she had always believed in sex after marriage. The man pushed the rest of her robes away, dropping his wand at the movement, and smacked her bare ass making her yelp in pain. The sound seemed to make him more excited and he hit her again, this time even harder, tears began to drip from her cheeks, joining the pool of blood on the floor.

Suddenly she felt something touch her ass; it was a feeling she had never felt before but her instinct told her that it was not good. A pain deep enough to compete with crucio filled her body as he buried his member inside her. She screamed so loud that it hurt her own ears as he pulled almost out and pushed himself even deeper inside her.

Hermione started sobbing hard as he continued doing his best to hurt her as much as possible under the act. After very long time the thrusts grew harder and the man started to groan. Suddenly he roared and thrust so hard, that Hermione thought she was going to die. She screamed until she was hoarse and collapsed on the floor, right on the splints of glass, spread around on the floor. The man collapsed on her back, pushing her further into the glass. Then he pulled himself out, stood up and opened the door, saying "Clean up this mess" over his shoulder before he left the room.

Hermione stood up and stumbled across the floor to get the forgotten wand that was still lying on the floor. She quietly whispered "reparo" to fix the vase, left the blood on the floor and apperated away. She found herself in the bathroom of a pub she had been visiting loads of times before her boyfriend had taken her wand away. She grabbed a towel to cover her arm and sat down, as she started to feel dizzy. She tried to pull out some of the remaining pieces of glass but gave up, as she started to bleed even more. She covered her arm with the towel again and started to cry.

***end of flashback ***

"Hermione?" a voice called. She could not tell who it was, but recognized it from somewhere. Her mind told her that she was supposed to answer but she found herself unable to move. The light seemed to fade and she passed out, the pleasant darkness surrounding her mind.