Hermione Granger's Stolen Treasure Part 2 by HPFangirl71
It was happening again, the nightmares about what had happened to her at Malfoy's malicious hands. She was constantly waking up with a scream upon her lips and shaking with fright. It was a constant battle to get some sleep. Her friends were a bit worried since she wasn't acting very normal. She was jumpy, fidgety, and spent little time at meals.
They didn't realize that it was because of Malfoy. She was worried that he would tell someone what had happened between them, possibly spinning her in a rather telling light. The looks he gave her made her skin crawl. He had seen her most private areas and his stares made her feel dirty and used. She couldn't even be intimate with Ron now without feeling Malfoy's touch upon her skin. He was right, she was marked goods, marked by the evil things he'd done to her. There wasn't a single remnant of the girl that once was. Draco Malfoy had killed that girl when he stole her virginity so many weeks ago.
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Hermione was trying desperately to go about things normally. She went to classes, hung out in the Gryffindor commons with her friends, and was still doing her Prefect duties as she usually did only now she was always wary of being alone after dark. She was afraid of the darkness and tried at all costs to avoid it.
Draco was watching her, watching the Gryffindor Princess. Watching and waiting for a chance to get her alone once more. The night he had forced himself upon her and stolen her virginity had not been enough to appease him. He was addicted to her now and needed to feel himself inside of her once again. She was making that task a very difficult one, always guarding herself with a multitude of friends. She was like a forbidden treasure that had to be stolen away in the middle of the night while the guards were away.
Draco had a plan, a plan to catch the little mud blood off guard and unprotected. He had been secretly brewing Polyjuice Potion for some time now and it was almost at the point where it was ready. He only had to get a strand of hair from one of her silly little friends and his plan would be quite complete.
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Hermione met the Ravenclaw boy who was acting Prefect, they had rounds tonight and she wanted to get them over with as quickly as possible before returning to her dorm. She didn't know the boy very well but had seen him a few times at Prefect meetings. They started the tedious rounds that sometimes lasted a couple hours. The boy seemed a bit shyer than she remembered and they proceeded with the rounds in silence. After an hour or so, they were nearing the end of their indoor rounds and went outside to check things outside. As they neared the Herbology classrooms Hermione noticed how dark it was and became a bit nervous.
"It's quite dark out tonight." she whispered nervously.
"You're perfectly safe with me." the boy said in a reassuring tone.
She went on ahead to look behind the buildings, not paying attention to her present company. She gasped in shock as a pair of strong arms disarmed her. Forcefully, her wand was ripped from her and a hand had covered her mouth so she couldn't scream. She shook with fear and started trying to kick at the boy holding her in his tight embrace.
"Finally, I have you alone again Granger." came a grave voice that was smooth as silk.
Hermione had a sinking feeling about the person holding her hostage at that moment. He was dragging her down the hill to an abandoned part of the grounds. She tried to fight but he was twice as strong and it proved to be a futile attempt. She felt herself being thrown to the ground and a simple silencio spell rendered her quiet. The boy was on top of her holding her down onto the ground and when she looked up, she let out a silent gasp at the steel gray eyes that met her gaze.
"Oh yes Granger, it's me again. I had to use a bit of Polyjuice Potion to get you alone but now that I have you I plan to have a lot of fun with you."
The boy looking down at her looked different from Malfoy but the smirk upon his face was unmistakable. He whispered another spell and her hands were bound by invisible ropes, holding them into place above her head. He was slowly changing back before her very eyes. He winced slightly at the pain of the transformation. In a few moments, he was back to himself, the same pointed chin, ice-cold eyes and white blonde hair.
He quickly rid himself of the Ravenclaw robes and turned his attention back to his prey. He let his hands glide down her sides and then roughly pushed up her skirt. Hermione heard the ripping of her knickers as he pulled them roughly from her body. Another silent gasp came from her as she felt his fingers intrusively invade her body.
"You don't know how much I've craved you since our last time. It's as if you're a drug that I simply cannot get enough of. This is all your fault Granger; you keep making me want you. As much as I hate you, my cock can't seem to get enough of you. She heard the sound of his zipper as it slid open. She looked up and watched in horror as he slid his jeans down to his ankles. His cock was standing hard and erect, ready to cause her just as much pain as the last time. The tears came unbidden as he knelt between her legs forcing them apart roughly.
He watched her as she lay there crying for a moment. Granger seemed so vulnerable like this, so submissive and broken. He felt the twitch of arousal in his cock, pulled her hips forcefully closer, and entered her quickly and with no remorse. He pounded into her as she lay there not fighting, only silently crying and gasping for air in between her sobs.
His cock pounded hard into her as he let his hands roughly explore her body, leaving a trail of bruises behind. She felt so incredibly tight and her unwillingness only seemed to intensify his desire for her. All the hateful passion he had for her was pushed out with every thrust of his cock into her body. The heat of her around him was so incredible that he knew he wouldn't last long. He was pinching at her breasts through the thin cloth of her blouse as his hips moved with ease between her legs. He was the only man to have claimed her and it made him feel powerfully aroused.
"You can't get away from me Granger so don't even try." he growled into her ear.
He let his lips graze along her neck and then he bit her shoulder and he felt her body push up into his. He smiled at her reaction, wanting to cause her as much pain as possible. She was the enemy no matter what she had done to make him want her so badly. He hated her for making him lose control like this. He let a growl escape his lips again as he released into her with just a couple more vicious pumps of his cock.
When he was finished, he quickly got off her. Pulling his pants up he said the spells needed to release her from her silent hell. She did not try to get away, only lay there crying uncontrollably. He kicked at her legs and replied bitterly.
"Get up Granger! Stop acting like the pathetic Mudblood you are!"
She looked up at him with true hatred in her eyes and screamed "Fuck You Malfoy!"
He was shocked at her words. She was usually so pristine and acted like such a goody-goody. She was still crying but was starting to get up. He knelt beside her, telling her not to attract any attention to them or everyone would know what she'd become.
"They may have believed it the first time Granger but two times…? Who's going to believe that?" he sneered at her.
"What did I do to you Malfoy to deserve this?" she asked him through her tears.
"It's quite simple Granger. You existed. For that you deserve every bit of pain and heartache I can cause you." he said in a contemptuous voice.
He handed her wand back at her.
He began to leave but then turned around and retorted.
"When you snog that pathetic Weasel be sure to think of me." he said it with a wink that infuriated the hell out of her.
She lifted her wand and cast the spell so quickly that Malfoy barely had time to utter Pretego to save himself from her hex. The look upon her face was one of disgust but he only let out a playful laugh before he went strolling back down the hill.
Hermione was left there in pieces just like the last time. Although this time had been quick, it had been just as dirty and just as shameful. She slunk back inside and into the Prefects Bath to wash his scent from her body. Giving again into her tears, she couldn't deal with thinking about it right now so she let it all just wash away within a sea of bubbles…