Last Time: Hermione looked at him, tears falling from her eyes again and said, "Ron was here while you were in your office

Last Time: Hermione looked at him, tears falling from her eyes again and said, "Ron was here while you were in your office. He trapped me and put wards up around us so you could not hear or see anything. Then he… He raped me…" Hermione pulled her knees up to her chest, put her forehead down on her knees, and covered her face as she sobbed.

Severus looked livid. He was going to murder him. He lifted Hermione up, carried her to the bed, and laid her down before storming out of the room.

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Chapter Six: Punishment

Severus rushed to his office and pulled out a book titled, Curses and Their Counters. He leafed through it until he found it. The E.D. curse. This curse caused the victim to lose all sexual functionality for the entirety of their life. It had no counter it was irreversible.

Severus smirked as he read the few short paragraphs about the curse. Once he had the information memorized, he strode out of his office, through the classroom, and out into the dungeon's cold and dark halls.

Once he found his way all the way up to the Gryffindor tower, he cast a disillusionment charm on himself and waited. He waited until midnight and then he heard a very small sound coming from the other side of the Fat Lady's portrait. The sound grew louder and louder and then Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley stepped down out of the portrait. Severus performed the curse silently, and Weasley stopped for a moment. Harry turned to him and gave him a questioning look only to be answered with a shake of Ron's head.

Severus caught himself smiling as he made his way back to the dungeons, he reprimanded himself immediately though. There was nothing to be smiling about. Except that, there was at least one person living in Hogwarts, besides Neville Longbottom, who would never have sex another day in their lives.

He was back in his rooms before he noticed he was still under his disillusionment charm. He removed the charm and walked over to the bed and ran a soothing hand down Hermione's upper arm, as he said, "Everything is taken care of."

Hermione slept most of the next few days, only waking to use the bathroom or eat occasionally. Severus was still having a ministry associate cover his lessons so he could attend to Hermione. He had not let her out of his sight since the incident with Ronald. He was sitting in the large arm chair next to the fire place one day and a strange thought occurred to him.

'I do not think I could bear it if she were hurt again…Wait what am I saying? She does not like me more than she should as her Professor. I am not forcing my feelings on her the way Weasley did. I love her. No, I cannot love her. Not after Bella. She hurt me too much. All women are snakes. They are cowardly, demonic snakes that only want to strike men down. They act all innocent in the beginning then after you think they want to truly be with you, when you think they truly love you, they stab you in the back. They aren't worth any man's time.'

Severus sighed as he let a few stray pieces of hair fall from behind his ears and into his face. A few hidden tears fell from his black eyes. He hated to think about Bellatrix Lestrange. He was with her from childhood until eighteen years ago. She told him she wanted to devote herself to the Dark Lord. She slept with Tom several times before she broke things off with the unknowing Severus. She slept with Rodolphus as well. Of course, they are both in Azkaban right now.

Hermione woke to the sound of someone walking around. She looked over in the far corner of the room and was surprised to find Severus. He had his elbows resting on his knees and his head in his hands. He was crying.

Severus heard Hermione moving. He rubbed the tears away with ferocity and stood. He walked over to her and she asked, "Why are you crying?" Severus looked at her with those drowning black eyes that never seemed to end. They were still glazed with tears.

"Nothing. I am fine. I wasn't crying." He mumbled as he turned his face away from her. He was surprised to find her hand on his cheek. She pulled his face so that he was looking at her. They sat for moments as they stared into each other's faces. Each attempting to find any trace of emotion from the other's.