CHAPTER THREE
Lucius plagued her dreams that night. Over and over again he took her innocence and over and over again Hermione could do nothing but watch.
She cursed herself for not taking some dreamless sleep potion. The last dream was so disturbing it shook her from her slumber. She lay in silence for a moment before she heard the creak of the floor boards.
She wasn't aware of someone's presence in her room until she felt a weight on her bed. She immediately pushed herself to the head of the bed and covered herself up as best she could.
"Please don't hurt me" She flinched as a hand touched her face.
"Hermione?" Her eyes shot open at the familiarity of the voice.
"Harry!" She jumped to her knees and flung herself around Harry's neck.
"I've never been so glad to see you" She whispered in his ear.
"Geez Hermione, you saw me yesterday at the burrow." Chocked Harry as Hermione's grip on his neck tightened.
"I Know" She said smiling.
"Hermione, your choking me!" Hermione let go of Harry and fell back on the bed.
"Sorry" She said softly
"Are you ok? You seem pretty freaked out?" Hermione began rubbing the back of her neck, and then moved down to her shoulders.
"Oh yes, I just had a bad dream." Harry starred at his friend trying to figure out what had her so freaked.
"If you say so" He sighed "Come on, Kreacher has made us some breakfast." Hermione's stomach turned at the thought of food.
"Eww" she muttered.
"That's exactly what Snape said" Laughed Harry.
"You know Snape's here?" Asked Hermione.
"Oh yeah" Said Harry as if he had forgotten to tell her before "Only a select number of people know about him though. We want to keep his hiding place a secret for as long as possible"
"So then who knows?"
"Well, Mr. Weasley of course, since he is running for Minister of Magic. He thinks he can use his position of Minister to help out Severus' situation, And of course Mrs. Weasley and Kingsley. But Ron and Ginny don't know, which has been hard for me. They keep pestering me for information. I suppose since you know now I should tell them." Harry sat thinking for a moment before Hermione interrupted his thoughts.
"So, what are the plans for him?"
"Keep him in hiding until the remaining Death Eaters are caught."
"And he doesn't mind waiting that long?"
"No I don't" Hermione avoided eye contact as Severus walking into the room with his hands in his pockets.
"I've thought long and hard and I think it would be best if I stay in hiding until Lucius and his groups of renegades are caught."
Hermione flinched at the mention of Lucius' name and shifted uncomfortably on the bed.
"Well, I don't know about you two but all this talk about Death Eaters has made me hungry." Harry smiled at Hermione as she stood up and slipped on her dressing gown.
"I'll meet you down stairs." Harry called over his shoulder as he walked out of the room, leaving Hermione alone with Severus.
"Hermione"
"It's Miss Granger" She snapped.
"Of Course, my apologies" Severus dipped his head and continued "Miss Granger, I think it would be best if I took you to a Medi-witch. Last night I only healed what wounds I could see visible."
"I don't need a Medi-witch, I'm fine."
"We won't know that until you get checked out."
"With all due respect professor, I don't need your help. I checked my self out. I'm fine, no harm done"
"No harm done? Miss Granger you were raped, you were brutally raped. Don't stand there and tell me you are fine. I saw the bruises, I watched you cry and I listened helplessly as you cried out for help in your dreams last night!"
"STOP IT." Hermione yelled "I don't need you to remind me of what has happened. I just want to forget everything that has happened and move on with my life. I mean who is going to believe that lucius Malfoy touched a Mudblood like me" Hermione was pacing furiously.
"Miss Granger."
"Don't interrupt me"
"But Miss Granger!"
"What?" She yelled as she stopped pacing. Severus moved forward and pointed to her legs.
"You're bleeding" Before Hermione had a chance to look down, her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she collapsed to the floor.
