Spring time came, Hermione was doing fantastic at her job, she was starting to learn how to make dresses, Mrs. Crawford said in a few years she'd be as good as her. Hermione's baby bump was starting to show more now.
Hermione awoke early in the morning, it was a very hot day out, but she had to wear her big jacket, because she hadn't told Mrs. Crawford about the little "bundle of joy" growing inside her.
Hermione arrived at the shop sweating from wearing the heavy jacket. 'I need to tell Mrs. Crawford soon, I don't think I'll survive the heat if I continue like this.' she thought to herself.
"Hello Hermione you're just in time to help me cut these fabrics." She look at the flush girl as she nodded.
"Are you alright dear, you look flush. You should really take off your jacket."
"Uh… Mrs. Crawford, there's something I need to tell you.'
"Of course love you can tell me anything."
"You see, when I was at school I...I was uh… raped, and the person who raped me got me p-pregnant, and that's why I came here, to hide away until I had the baby and gave it away. I came to your shop so I could pay for my room I'm currently staying in, and that's why I've been wearing this jacket all the time to hide the bulge sticking out of my stomach." Hermione was in tears by the end of her explanation.
"Oh my dear child, how-how long have you been pregnant?" Her eyebrows were knit together in concern.
"S-since December."
They talked for a while, Mrs. Crawford told Hermione that she should go home and rest, but Hermione refused, she wanted to stay and help Mrs. Crawford cut the fabrics.
Hermione went home that night feeling a lot better than she had in months. She didn't expect Mrs. Crawford to be so accepting, she honestly thought that she was going to be fired and casted away from society, but none of that happened, Mrs. Crawford even measured her for a springtime maternity dress, since most of Hermione's clothes were starting to get tighter by the minute. Hermione didn't have enough money to buy new clothes and pay for her room, but it was okay the only time she did go out was to go to work. That was her whole life; wake up, eat, go to work, come home, get ready for bed, and then do it all over again.
Two weeks had passed and Hermione was on her way to work, the temperature had dropped increasingly, and the rain pouring outside didn't help either. Hermione found that the bigger she got the less balanced she was, she fell a few times, but always catching herself before her belly hit the pavement. When she fell she landed hard, ripping her jeans and scraping her hands.
She entered the shop sniffling, because she cut her hands on the sidewalk, though she was pregnant she was still a child, and children cry when they are hurt.
"What happened?" Mrs. Crawford asked worriedly.
Hermione was sporting a childish pout and a tear stained face completed with wide childlike eyes. She held out her hands for Mrs. Crawford to see. She forgot how young Hermione was, she always appeared so mature for her age.
"Aw sweetheart, come here I'll clean that up for you." She put Hermione on a stool and put a cream over Hermione's hands that made her wince, but when she opened her eyes the cuts were gone. She gave both of Hermione's hands a little kiss, it made Hermione giggle.
"There all better." she said with a smile.
Although Mrs. Crawford never had children she acted very motherly towards Hermione, In fact she was going to ask her if she would like to live with her. Her manor was huge and very lonely, she wanted to be there for Hermione, to support her. She knew it must be terrifying for a young girl only 14 to have a baby. She would tell Hermione after work that if she would like, she could live with her if she wanted.
After Mrs. Crawford dressed her wounds Hermione went to the farthest room in the shop to see the new shipment of satin and velvet fabrics.
Mrs. Crawford was in the front room at the counter writing a letter to one of her clients. Mrs. Crawford looked up when she heard the bell above the door rung. Two women walked in, one had piercing blue eyes and beautiful blonde hair that had a slight curl to it and pale flawless skin. The other woman looked older than the first women, but just as beautiful, the older woman had black curly hair with dark inky pools for eyes, and ruby red lips that looked even redder against her pale skin.
"Ah Madame Malfoy what a pleasant surprise, how may I help you today?" Mrs. Crawford asked.
"Hello Mrs. Crawford, my sister and I are here to get measured for our ballgowns for the yearly Malfoy spring Ball."
"Yes of course if you'd just follow me please." She lead them to two separate rooms.
"Madame Malfoy my latest protégé will be getting your measurements, and I'll be doing your sister's." Madame Malfoy nodded her signe of approval.
Mrs. Crawford went into the back room to get Hermione.
Hermione went to Madame Malfoy's room, she knew who she was because she once saw her and Draco at Alexander's bookshop when getting her books for the school year.
She entered the room to see Madame Malfoy standing on the platform looking at her expectantly with those cold blue eyes.
"Hello Madam Malfoy, I-I'm Hermione, Hermione Granger, I'm here to…" But she was cut off by the queen of ice.
"Aren't you that mudblood that always bests my son Draco." she stated in a rather bored town. The older woman looked the younger woman up and down, her gaze lingered on her tight fitting shirt, and the swell of her stomach caused by the baby bump.
"I… uh guess." she answered vary timidly feeling self conscious of her appearance. She knew she had to buy more clothes, but she didn't think it was that bad.
After getting measured she pushed past Hermione almost causing the girl to topple over and went out to pick what colors and fabric texture she wanted.
Hermione stayed in the room to put away her measuring tools when all of a sudden a woman bursted through the door.
"Cissy I… you." The older woman gasped looking at Hermione.
Hermione turned around shocked, "y-y-you." she stuttered out.
"Well look at you, you're the size of a house, what happened you let Potter warm your bed one night." She had an evil grin on her face.
"N-n-no,y-y-you did this to m-me."
"What!" Bellatrix asked angirly 'who does this mudslut think she is.' Bella thought to herself.
"It w-was y-you, that day in the w-woods."
"So what do you want money, support hmmm you want me to be there for you and your filthy little bastard." she said in her patronizing voice.
"N-no I-I don't need you." though she was scarred she tried to be brave.
Bellatrix rushed forward and grabbed the small girl by the shoulders and gave her a good shove to the floor. "Aww mudblood you're hurting my feelings." The sarcasm was dripping from her voice.
Hermione fell on her back. Bellatrix started moving closer to her, backing the girl into the wall. Hermione looked up from her spot on the floor and put a protective hand over her belly.
Crack Bellatrix punched her in the mouth, and the poor girl cried out in pain, a little blood trickled down, her lip was busted by the psychopath.
"Merlin that felt good, I think I might take you home with me to continue our little game." There was a menacing tone in that statement.
She grabbed Hermione, and she apparated them to Malfoy manor. When they arrived Bellatrix threw her captive onto the marble floor, Hermione already felt the bruising beginning to bloom on her knees. When she tried to stand up a sharp high heeled boot slammed onto her back causing her to fall onto her stomach, the force made her puke all over the marble floor. 'she's going to kill this baby' Hermione thought.
"Please don't hurt me, I haven't done anything to you. If this is about the baby, don't worry it's not your problem, I'm already dealing with it." Hermione started to cry.
"I think I'll do what I want, you're mine now. And I don't give a flying fuck what you do with your spawn." The bitch was mental.
Bellatrix grabbed the girl by her bushy hair, and dragged her down into the cellar. She opened the cell door and threw the girl in. She stalked into the cell after the girl, and closed the door.
"Strip" the dark witch commanded.
"What!?"
"Are you daft, I said strip, or do you want me to rip off your clothes, and you shall have no more."
Hermione started to take off her jacket. She started to silently cry when she was unbuttoning her shirt, then she peeled off her jeans leaving her only in her bra and knickers.
"Since when did strip mean stop at your underclothes." She was getting irritated with the girl.
When Hermione moved too slowly for Bellatrix's liking, she walked up to the girl and ripped her bra off along with her underwear. She pushed the girl to the floor and looked down at her.
"You've gotten fat." Bellatrix stated rather bordley.
"I'm not fat, I'm pregnant, and it's because of you."
"Oh well, aren't we brave, well lets see how brave you are little girl," she went to the corner of the room that held a chest, she pulled something out of the chest and started to strap it on.
Bellatrix turned around clad only in her corset and a strap on.
Hermione cowered in the corner. Bella go on her hands and knees swaying her hips seductively while she crawled her way to the child crying in the corner, she grabbed the girl by the leg dragging her to her. Hermione screamed while Bellatrix giggled an insane giggle.
"Come on dear, don't you want to have a little fun?"
"NO!" she screamed.
She gripped the girl's knees and ripped them apart and positioning the strap on at the tight entrance. She "teased" Her by running the head along her slit, but it only brought more please to stop.
"Did you know," She said while thrusting the plastic into the girl, "that this is a magical dildo," she continued, while still thrusting ever so slowly, "meaning I can feel everything I'm doing to you." She picked up the speed.
"Please, please get off me." Hermione continued to cry and plead.
The pleas were getting Bellatrix off even more. "Oh yeah, keep begging me to stop, Oh merlin. I love the way your tight walls feel around me."
The dildo was bigger than her engorged clit, it was stretching out the girl causing her to scream even louder.
"OH YES OH GOD YES...I'M CUMMING!"
Bellatrix shuddered into an intense orgasm before falling limp on the girl. Bellatrix's chest was heaving against Hermione's swollen breasts.
Hermione tried to reach down and pull the dildo out, but her large stomach was in the way. The weight of Bellatrix was crushing her and the baby. Bellatrix shifted and started to suck on Hermione's neck, then she started to kiss her way down to her swollen breasts. She latched her mouth onto a very sensitive nipple.
As she suckeld on the nipple she found that Hermione's breasts were filled with milk, she pulled back and saw milk leaking out of the nipple she was just sucking on. Bellatrix looked at Hermione's tear filled face and spat her own breast milk in it, then threw her head back and laughed at the girl.
She got off the girl, then grabbed a handful of bushy locks.
"Get on your knees whore, I want you to suck me off.
Hermione just sat there looking frightened at the offending plastic, it was covered mostly in blood, even though she was no longer a virgin she still bled because of the large intrusion.
Bellatrix grabbed Hermione's hair with both hands and and thrusted her fake penise into the unwilling mouth.
After what seemed like a lifetime, the older witch finally got her second oragsm. When it subsided she pushed the girl away from her and left without another word.
Hermione pulled on her clothes and cried herself to sleep.
