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Chapter 2- Please tell me it's not true.

She squirmed and under his bodyweight. She tried to crawl out from under him, but both her hands and feet were being held down. She pulled her knees up and tried to knee him between his legs but she couldn't get it high enough.

"Hold her down." That voice. She knew that voice. Who was it though?

"Get the fuck o-" He slammed his lips onto hers to shut her up. She felt his hand slide down to the button on her pants and undo it. When he started on the zipper, she bit down on his tongue. When he pulled away, she screamed at the top of her lungs. Praying for someone to help her. Wishing to god that she could break through the silence barrier he had put around the room. But no one came.

"Bitch!" She yelled as his fist connected with the side of her face. The blindfold slipped up just a fraction of an inch and she saw him. She saw his face.

She sat up and crawled out of Draco's arms. "Oh my god, no. Please. No. Please don't."

Draco jumped up and looked at her. She looked as if she was still sleeping. Draco grabbed her by the shoulders. "Hermoine. Hermoine, what's wrong?"

"Oh god no. Oh my g-" She jumped off the bed and ran to the bathroom. Draco was in the bathroom less than two seconds after she was. He pulled her hair back as she let go. She sat there crying and throwing up with Draco rubbing her back whispering that everything would be okay. She turned and grabbed the towel that was hanging and wiped her mouth. She pulled her knees up to her chest.

"Babe, what happened?" He grabbed her hand.

"I saw him Draco. I know who did it. Draco. He raped me."

"Who was it 'Moine? Tell me who it was."

She shook her head. "I can't, Draco. I can't."

"Yes you can. Tell me. Please." He sounded close to tears.

"Draco. It was…" she broke off. "It was Harry. Draco, it was Harry." She turned into his chest.

"Oh god baby. I'm so sorry." He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and pulled her close. She buried her head into the crook of his neck and cried even harder. Before she knew it, she had almost fallen asleep in Draco's arms. She didn't want to ask, but she swore she felt his tears falling onto her bare shoulder.

Hermoine woke up cold, alone, in Draco's bed, and wondering why. Then she remembered. She remembered her dream and waking up thinking that Draco was Harry. She remembered running to the bathroom and throwing up. She remembered that Draco was right there with her. She remembered telling Draco that it was Harry. She remembered falling asleep in his arms and his tears on her shoulder.

"Oh god." All of a sudden she realized why she was alone. "Shit." She threw off the covers, jumped out of his bed and put her bra on as she was running out the door. She knew exactly where Draco was and she hoped to god that he wasn't already there.

Draco knew exactly what he was going to do. Or what he planned on doing. He was going to go in there and ask if he could talk to Harry alone. He'd ask him if he did it. He'd ask him if he raped his best friend. No matter what he said, Draco would walk calmly out of there. He wouldn't fight him. He wouldn't put his hands on Harry.

If only. He knew that he wouldn't be able to do that. He stopped and leaned against the wall. He buried his face in his hands. He knew that if he went in that common room that he would end up killing the Golden Boy. There were a million thoughts running through his head, but none of them registered. He was so wrapped in his thoughts and trying to calm down that he didn't see Hermoine come up to him.

"Hey." She whispered.

He jumped and looked up at her. "Hey. You scared me."

"Whatcha doing Drac?" He looked away. "Draco."

"You already know. Let me go 'Moine. Lemme do it." He looked up at her.

"No." She turned around and walked into the Gryffindor common room. That look in her eyes scared the hell out of him. He'd seen it only once. And the outcome had not been good.

When she walked into the room everyone looked at her. Ignoring them, she looked around and spotted Harry, Ron, and Ginny by the fireplace. She walked over as Harry stood up.

"Oh hey 'Moine. What are you wearing and where have you be-" She slapped him square across the face.

"You shut the fuck up."

What," Harry rubbed his cheek. "The fuck you bitch?"

"Wow that brings back memories now doesn't it?" Harry stood up and raised his hand to her. Draco stepped up behind her and Harry put his hand down. Hermoine turned and faced him.

"I can do this Draco." She whispered.

"I know. Be careful." He rubbed her back.

"I will. But if he tries anything-"

"I'll be right here." He kissed her.

She turned back to Harry. "You. You are going to sit right there and not say a goddamn word. Got it?" He nodded. "Don't you dare play fucking stupid with me. I swear to god Harry I will rip your fucking throat out. So sit down and don't say a fucking word." She shoved him onto the couch. "Everyone out!"

"You can't make us leave!" A first year yelled at her.

She turned on him. "Do you want to fucking bet little kid. You have until three to get the hell out or I will make you. One-"

"I'd go if I were you." Draco smirked at all the kids.

"Two." She raised her wand and mass chaos broke out. There were people scrambling for the door. Shoving each other to be out fast enough to not get seriously hurt by a very pissed off Hermoine Granger. Once everyone was gone she turned back to the three people on the couch and focusing on Harry.

"Seven fucking years Harry. You do this, after all I've done for you for the past seven fucking years. All that I've given up for you. You just throw it all away for one night of feeling like you're in control. Just because you can't control your life, you try to control me. Do you see this?" She shoved her wrists in his face. "I did this to myself that night. You killed me. Do you know that? What you did killed me. I can't look at any man the way I did before this happened. I loved you. I fucking trusted you. I hate everything about you. You completely ripped my whole fucking world apart that night. Tore it to shreds. What do you think gave you the fucking right to do that to me? You told me that you'd never hurt me. You knew that I fucking loved you too. And you used that against me. When I told you to stop, when I screamed for you to stop, you didn't. I begged and begged for someone, anyone, to come and save me. But no one came. You took every single fucking ounce of my life and crushed it under your bodyweight. You knew that I wanted to stay a virgin until I was married. You fucking knew that. You forced yourself onto me, and it didn't even phase you when I was screaming and crying for you to stop. I put all my trust in you and you threw it away like it was nothing. I hate being a fucking statistic. Now I'm two. A rape victim and a teenage mother. Yeah I'm pregnant. I want kids, but not like this. I don't care though. We're gonna love this baby. I hope you don't ever expect to see him or her. Because you won't. I'm so fucking scared to do this. But I know that I can. I have people that will help me through this," She looked at Draco. "And help raise this baby." Draco grabbed her hand and squeezed it.

"Did it make you feel good Harry? When you climbed on top of me and raped me? Do you think that it made you more of a man? Cooler than you think you are? Did it make you feel stronger? You took advantage of a girl, Harry. You aren't shit. I fucking hate you so much. I knew that it was possible to love someone so much, but I never knew that I could absolutely hate someone so much." She stopped and caught her breath.

"Is…is it mine?" Hermoine barely heard Harry whisper the question.

"I don't know, Harry. But if it is, you're not going to see him or her."

"I'm sorry 'Moine." He looked up at her.

"It's not gonna cut it Harry. I don't ever want to see your faces again." She pointed to Ron and Ginny. "You two too. I know you held me down. It's over." With that she turned around and calmly walked out of the room.

Draco followed her to the hallway where she turned into him and cried. He held her and told her that it would be okay and that he'd be there from now on. She clung to him like he was the only thing keeping her alive.

He lifted her chin up to look at him. "You did amazing babe. I'm so proud of you." He kissed her forehead.

"I don't know what I'd do without you, Draco."

When he picked her up, she wrapped her legs around his hips and laid her head on his shoulder. He carried her all the way back to his room and laid her on his bed. She had fallen asleep almost instantly after he picked her up. He pulled the covers up to her chin and stripped off his shirt and pants. He grabbed his journal and pen then went and sat in the window seat. With an open journal and his pen, he wrote down everything that was going through his head.

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