By this time in the books, Voldemort was already feeling like he couldn't trust anyone, even Snape. Of course, Snape commented at the beginning of the sixth book that the other Death Eaters were going behind his back and whispering to Voldemort that Snape couldn't be trusted. I think Snape would have felt the need to continue proving to Voldemort that he was a faithful servant. Even now, he is still working with Dumbledore's portrait to bring about the demise of Lord Voldemort. Once again, I must state that all things Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling...I am just playing in her world.

Harry knew that something terrible had happened to Hermione at the Manor but she refused to discuss it. She only went as far as showing them the word, "Mudblood" Bellatrix had carved on her arm. Harry couldn't believe anyone could be so heartless. Hermione slipped and told Harry it had happened after Professor Snape left the Manor. Harry was surprised that Snape had been there but Hermione refused to discuss it, saying that the Professor had left almost immediately after he had arrived.

Hermione didn't tell anyone what Professor Snape had done to her. She kept the horror of what he had done to herself and relived the moment every time she closed her eyes to rest. She couldn't believe that a teacher had done that to her. Sure he seemed to hate her and belittle her in class, but he was supposed to protect his students. Half of her reasoned that Voldemort hadn't given him any choice but the other half believed there was always a choice. She'd lie in bed at night and raise a silencing charm so she could cry. She'd cry for her lost innocence and cry remembering how much it hurt to have him shoving his large cock in and out of her so roughly. His cock seemed to fill her insides completely. It was hard for her to believe that anyone would find that act pleasurable. He was a big man with wide hips. He'd pulled her legs up and wrapped them around his waist as he continued to punish her body. She had looked into his face while he was raping her and it appeared that he was enjoying himself immensely. His eyes were closed and he was moaning, enjoying the feel of fucking her. Then he pinned her hands above her head and moaned some more, begging in her ear for forgiveness and then telling Voldemort that her pussy felt so good on his cock. Sometimes when she thought of how he had reached between them and touched her, she'd feel a little tingle down in her belly. She couldn't believe her own body betrayed her like that. It pissed her off to think somewhere deep down inside, her body actually liked that she had given him so much pleasure.

The night of the final battle, the Order of the Phoenix managed to get into the castle, past all the defenses. Hermione joined them and they entered the Great Hall just as Harry announced to Head Master Snape that he had an extensive Security problem. She saw him standing there and she hated him. Snape had the nerve to look at her. She knew her eyes burned with rage. Seeing him standing there just brought back the horrible memories of him being on top of her and…He took a step towards Harry never taking his eyes off her face. She couldn't look away, wishing that he wouldn't look at her that way…like he was sorry for what he did. Then he was battling Professor McGonagall and flew out the window with McGonagall crying out, "Coward!" Yes that's what you are, she thought, a coward.

Later that same night they ran down to the boathouse and heard Nagini attack Snape on Voldemort's command. No, Hermione thought, he doesn't deserve the easy way out. As soon as Voldemort left they ran inside. Harry bent down to stem the flow of blood on Professor Snape's neck but she pushed him aside. Using her wand she said the healing words that started to seal up his wound. Snape was crying now, and begging her to forgive him. She ignored him and kept working at healing his wounds.

"Hermione what is he babbling about" Ron asked.

She ignored them all and kept working. Snape pleaded with Harry to take his tears. Hermione absentmindedly pulled an empty vial out of her bag and handed it to Harry, as she continued healing Snape—the man who had taken the most precious thing from her. As Harry collected the tears she pulled out her vial of potion for snake venom. She had obtained three vials from Mr. Weasley before they departed on their search for Horcruxes. It was the same potion that had been developed when he was attacked by Nagini. She knew sooner or later one of them would be bitten by that nasty creature and she wanted to be ready. She poured the anti-venom in his mouth and held his chin so he was forced to swallow it. She violently ripped his clothes open and began treating his snake bites; they began to heal immediately. Snape was begging her to look at him now, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. She heard him tell Harry that he had his mother's eyes and then he lost consciousness. Hermione worked until she had cured each bite. They heard Voldemort's voice in their head and then Ron was saying they needed to get back to the castle. Hermione told them to go ahead; she was staying with Professor Snape. Ron tried to talk her out of it but she screamed at him to leave her alone, so without looking back, Ron left her. Harry looked at her sadly and then followed Ron. Hermione leaned back against the post across from Snape and waited. If Voldemort sensed that Snape was alive and returned, she would be waiting. In the mood she was in now…no one had better dare mess with her.

Daylight came but Hermione had already drifted off to sleep. Snape stirred and looked over at the sleeping girl…she was leaning against the post and looked so young and innocent sleeping there. He thought death would surely claim him but realized the girl had indeed saved him and marveled at her medical knowledge and skill. He looked again at her sleeping form and his heart went out to her again. She was talking in her sleep, begging someone not to hurt her. He realized immediately that she was dreaming about him. She stirred and seeing him looking at her, turned away and focused on the open door to the boathouse. She pulled herself up to a sitting position against the beam and waited to hear something from the outside world.

"Where did you get the anti-venom, Miss Granger?" he asked, barely above a whisper.

"It's the same anti-venom St. Mungo's used to heal Mr. Weasley. I personally brewed the potion that healed your snake bites." She replied still not looking at him.

"That level of expertise is above your knowledge level, very surprising. Thank…"

"I'm full of surprises," She hissed, now looking him in the eyes. "I'm sure you felt them when you were fucking me."

His eyes widen in surprise at her outburst. "Miss Granger, I'm truly sorry. I had no choice, he would have…"

"Save it for the Dementer's." She spat out as someone came running down the stairs. She raised her wand as Snape tried to rise. "Stay right where you are." She said narrowing her eyes at him. Snape lowered himself back down and awaited his fate.

Harry ran in and was surprised when she flung herself into his arms crying out in surprise and joy.

'It's over, Hermione, it's all over."

She began to cry and he continued holding her, attempting to calm her down. He looked over at Snape and said, "Thank you, Professor."

She pulled herself from his arms and took a step back looking wildly from one man to another. "Thank him for what?" She yelled sounding like she was close to hysterics.

Harry looked at her closely…something was wrong here. Something terrible had happened to Hermione. Something she was trying to hide from everyone. It seemed to have something to do with the Professor. He looked from Snape to Hermione. Professor Snape had regained some of his coloring, but he refused to meet Harry's gaze.

"Why are you thanking that heartless Bastard?" Hermione was demanding while pointing in Snape's direction. Suddenly, Harry felt dread grip his heart, she had been acting strange since they left the Manor.

"Hermione" he said softly, "What happened at the Manor? What aren't you telling me?"

Hermione wrapped her arms around herself and began crying hysterically. Snape closed his eyes and tried to block out the sound of her anguish. That same sound haunted his dreams every night since that terrible day.

"Miss Granger, please…" He whispered, "Please try and understand that I had no choice." Something snapped in Hermione and she closed her eyes, held her ears and screamed at him to just shut up.

"Damn it, Hermione!" Harry yelled at her, "What the hell did he do to you that was so…"

Snape heard Harry's sharp intake of breath when Hermione screamed, "He raped me! That son of bitch raped me at the Manor, when we were captured. Okay? There I said it. Are you happy? He raped me and he enjoyed it. I was a damn virgin and he fucked me so hard I thought I was going to die." She had wrapped her arms around herself and was sobbing so hard she was having trouble catching her breath.

Harry stood there in shock looking at Professor Snape in disbelief. No, Harry thought, the man who had loved his mum with all his heart would not have done this to Hermione.

"Miss Granger, I had no choice, please believe me. I'm so sorry I hurt you." Snape was pleading.

Harry couldn't believe what he was hearing. Professor Snape wasn't denying what Hermione was claiming. Harry felt like he'd been punched in the stomach. This was worse than he'd ever imagined.

She started crying louder and Harry came to his senses. Hermione needed a friend now more than ever. Harry stepped towards her and whispered softly, "I'm going to hold you Hermione." She tried to pull away from him but he struggled with her until she stopped resisting and fell into his arms weeping uncontrollably.

An Auror arrived and demanded, "Did we just hear you say Professor Snape raped you, Miss?"

Snape knew when the Aurors arrived that they would be taking him to Azkaban, but he'd always felt he'd be cleared when all the facts came out. However, now, he wasn't so sure. He looked at the hysterical Miss Granger and realized he'd signed his death certificate the moment he'd touched her. Rape was punishable by the Dementer's kiss. He shook in fear and decided he would have to accept his fate. He just hated the thought of leaving Miss Granger here thinking that he had enjoyed hurting her.

The Auror repeated his question to Hermione but Snape didn't hear her reply. Another Auror appeared and rendered him unconscious with a wave of their wand and transported him to St. Mungo's hospital for treatment and then to the prison to await trial and the carrying out of his sentence.