(This is another of my fanfics, and it is quite dark. I hope you guys enjoy reading it. I actually enjoyed writing it, as Lucius is a little more in character than he has been in my previous fanfics because he is still a bit evil. However, the whole story is still out of character in the way Hermione and Lucius behave.

Here is the eleventh chapter and I am really sorry again that it has taken a long time to update. I hope people enjoy this chapter. I am going to try and update this story more frequently from now on.

The characters aren't mine, they belong to J K Rowling, but the plotline is mine. Sort of.)

"No, it's alright. I'll come to the Great hall once he's done telling me off." Hermione said to her friends after they asked whether to wait behind for her.

Ron looked a bit upset, but Harry nodded and took his friend by the arm to lead him out of the classroom. The rest of her classmates quickly emptied out of the classroom, happy that their last lesson of the day had ended.

"So, Miss Granger, are you having problems getting to my class on time for a decent reason?" Lucius asked Hermione as the last few were exiting through the doorway. Once the door closed, he bridged the gap between them by crossing the classroom to her. Rapidly, he reached up and entwined his hand in her bushy-ish hair, pulling her head back. "Why are you late slave? Are you trying to show me you want this, that you want to be punished?" He asked quietly, his lips brushing her ear; sending tingles up her spine.

"No Master. I ran into someone on my way here and got caught up. Sorry I was late." she replied "Again." she added, holding back a smile.

"Shame." he muttered into her ear, releasing her. "I want to see you tonight though, as does Severus."

Hermione nodded.

"You may go Slave." Lucius said. Hermione quickly walked to the door and cast a smile back at him as she left, however even he noticed that it didn't reach her eyes.

Sitting at his desk, he pondered what was wrong and then thought back over what he said.

Then, he worked out who the 'someone' must have been and things suddenly made sense. His fists clenched with anger. Zabini had once again been touching his property!

Hermione rushed hurriedly to leave the dungeons. She entered the Great Hall a few minutes later and made her way over to where her male friends were sat, her head bowed down.

"Hi guys" she greeted them as she sat down.

"Hi 'Mione." Ron and Harry replied in unison.

"How'd it go?" Ron asked.

"Oh, Professor Malfoy just told me that he was unhappy with my lateness and that if it didn't improve he'd have to talk to the Headmistress about it." Hermione said as she started to serve herself to dinner now that lessons had ended. "I also got another detention, so have to go see him tonight to probably clean some cauldrons or something." she added.

"Tough luck." Harry said. "Why were you late though?"

"I ran into Zabini." she mumbled after a moments hesitation.

"What?!" Ron exclaimed, standing up angrily as blood filled his face and turned it red.

"Calm down Ronald!" Hermione cried out, standing also and pushing her friend forcibly into his seat by his shoulders. "Nothing bad happened. He was just being his usual arrogant self."

"So, he didn't try to rape you again then, did he?" Ron growled.

Hermione bit her lip and frowned, shaking her head.

"Well, he did last time if you remember Hermione so there is a little bit more to Blaise than being arrogant alone."

"I do remember Ron. Once again, I must congratulate you on your amazing insensitivity." Hermione's eyes filled with tears at the memory being recalled in such a way by her friend. She pushed her plate away from her. Hermione was no longer hungry. She no longer wanted to be around her friends. "I'll see you guys some other time. I need some alone time before my detention."

Harry punched Ron's arm as they watched their upset friend leave the Great Hall. Despite the punch, Harry somehow managed to see across the hall and notice the smug look on Blaise's face and a familiar weird piece of pinky string in his hand. He'd heard their conversation.

"Bastard!" Harry muttered under his breath as he watched the handsome dark male stand and leave the hall, seemingly going after Hermione.

Harry stood and yanked Ron out of his seat.

"What's going on?" Ron asked, confused as to why Harry was disturbing his dinner. He understood the punch and did feel bad about what he'd said to Hermione, but didn't quite understand what was happening now.

"Just come with me now." Harry hissed, pulling his friend's robes so they quickly left after the other two students.

"But Hermione wanted to be left alone." Ron said once they were outside of the Great Hall. "Why are we following her?"

"Because we're not the only ones following her Ron, that's why!" Harry replied as he hurried off in the direction he assumed Hermione had gone. Ron followed as he watched his friend running along the route to the library. Although his face was no longer red from earlier, a red twinge had returned to his ears.

"Damn you Zabini." he muttered as he ran behind Harry.

Unknown to Hermione, who was indeed on her way to the library, she wasn't the only one heading there. She heard hurried footsteps behind her, and turned her head to look behind her. Her eyes widened at the sigh of Blaise Zabini running towards her.

She shrieked and ran down the hallway, desperate to get away. Ahead of her, she noticed a 'Ladies' bathroom and quickly ran inside. She slammed the door behind her and pushed her back against it. She produced her wand and magically locked it.

"Bitch!" she heard Blaise shout through the door. "Let me in!"

Hermione slid down to the floor, put her head in her hands and cried.

"Oi Zabini!" a voice called out from along the corridor and Hermione lifted her head, recognising it.

"Potter." Zabini scowled. "What do you want?"

"Revenge." he replied.

Before the Slytherin had even had a chance to react both Harry and Ron had sent curses towards him. As planned, Ron's curse hit him first. The spell increased sensation for a short period of time. Harry's spell had hit shortly afterwards and the curse had flung Blaise backwards several feet so he landed heavily against the hard stone floor. The pain of the fall had been intensified several times, so the two students weren't surprised when Zabini cried out loudly in pain.

Quickly, the boys ran over to the door which they knew Hermione was behind.

"Let us in, 'Mione." Ron said.

Hermione stood and removed the spell, opening the door. The boys rushed in and she closed it behind them, locking it once more.

"You know, you guys shouldn't really be in here. It's a girls bathroom." Hermione said, wiping her tears away with her sleeve.

"Well," Harry replied, grinning sheepishly "It certainly isn't the first time we've broken this particular rule."

The three friends laughed together.

"Thank you for rescuing me." Hermione mumbled once they stopped.

"You're welcome." Ron replied, putting a protective arm around her. "I'm sorry about the things I said earlier."

Hermione nodded silently and then turned, so her head was against his chest. She started to cry and then felt Ron's arms wrap around her followed by Harry's hand stroking her less-than-bushy hair.

Outside in the corridor, Blaise had stood up. His expression was murderous as he stared at the door.

"Bitch." he muttered, as he pulled his robes around him and limped away, towards the hospital wing.

Their spells had hurt him like hell, and now he was angry as hell.

It was a shame he didn't have a muggle to inflict his anger upon. He'd have to makedo with someone else. However, Blaise had no idea when he'd get an opportunity to strike out at the Granger bitch and give her the treatment she deserves.

Her friend's protective behaviour only made his desire to break her stronger.

Blaise grinned sadistically as he entered the hospital wing and explained his injury to Madam Pomfrey; how he'd fallen down the stairs and consequently hurt all over.

He enjoyed having the old bag fussing over him. Pampering was one thing that Zabini always appreciated and with a rich mother like he had it was something he had had many times. Despite that, he'd never grown tired of it.

To be pampered by a muggle or mudblood slave has been a fantasy Zabini had dreamt about for years and Hermione Granger had focused in them many many times since he was about twelve years old. It had taken years to finally decide to do anything about it, and now that he was nothing was going to stop him.

He'd have Granger. He was sure of it.

"Merlin. Is she alright?" Ginny asked as her brother and Harry came in, carrying Hermione between them. She was asleep, but her cheeks were wet with tears.

"She had an incident and after crying for quite a while, she suddenly fell asleep. We carried her back." Harry informed the young Weasley girl.

"Poor Hermione." Ginny said, watching as Hermione was laid down on a vacant sofa. The red-haired girl sat on the sofa, beside Hermione, and stroked her hair out of her face. "She looks so peaceful."

Ron and Harry nodded.

"We'd better let her rest. It will do her good. I'll take her up to her dormitory." Ginny said, as she performed a levitating spell on the sleeping young woman.

"Alright." Ron replied. "No, wait. Damn. She has a detention. We need to wake her."

"Ronald, she needs sleep!" Ginny scolded her brother in such a way that Harry was reminded of Mrs Weasley. This wasn't the first time the young fiery girl had reminded him of her mother.

"She also needs to not be late for this detention. If she were awake, you know she would tell you the same thing Ginny. Hermione's always been the kind of girl to stay up until the hours of the morning to finish an essay, even if it's not due in for a week. Hermione would put this detention before her rest and you know it. Now, let's wake her Harry." Ron said.

"He's right, you know, Ginny." said Harry.

Ginny looked grumpy as she nodded slowly. She removed the spell and Hermione was on the sofa once more.

Harry knelt beside the sofa and gently prodded his friend.

"Let me try." Ron said, joining Harry beside the sofa and shaking his friend shoulders.

Ginny shook her head, an amused smile on her face. She pointed her wand at her friend and muttered a spell under her breath.

Slowly, Hermione's eyelids flickered open and closed. She smiled at her friends.

"Hi guys." she said quietly, sitting up.

The boys smiled back at her.

"Oh merlin!" she exclaimed. "What time is it?"

Ginny glanced at a grandfather clock situated in the corner of the Gryffindor common room.

"Ten minutes to seven." she said.

"Damn. I have to go to my detention. I'll see you guys some other time. Thanks for waking me." She said as she jumped up off of the sofa and ran out of the portrait through which her friends had carried her only minutes beforehand.

"Told you so." Ron couldn't resist saying to his sister as he turned to face her, mockingly poking her tongue out at him.

Harry and Ginny laughed out loud as Ron was suddenly covered in green fur as a result of Ginny's spell.

Hermione's hand reached up to knock on the classroom door.

"Enter." she heard a deep voice from inside say.

Her hand clasped the handle and she pulled the door open, walking inside.

Hermione nodded politely at the sight of her Professor, Lucius Malfoy, and Severus Snape.

Both men had blank expressions, however she could see the lust in their eyes.

"Come here." Lucius said coldly.

Obediently, she crossed the room to them. Once she stood before them, she knelt down as a sign of respect. Lucius smiled and ran his leather-gloved hand across her cheek.

"Remove your clothes, slave."

Hermione stood up, in front of them, and removed her cloak. Then she pulled her school jumper up off over her head. She unzipped her skirt and slid it down to her knees, then lifted one leg out and then the other. She wasn't wearing any underwear. Severus' eyes roamed her body and settled on the snake tattoo on her hip. He looked over at his friend and gestured to it.

"Our personal dark mark." Lucius explained.

Severus nodded, a sinister smile on his face.

"What our activities tonight then, friend?" Severus asked.

Lucius placed his wand on the desk and turned to face Severus.

"One that requires no magic, just these." He raised his hands to show Severus, as he removed his glove.

Hermione's pupils widened with arousal at what was to happen.

Severus nodded and placed his wand on the desk.

Lucius and Severus stared at Hermione, with smirks on their faces and she felt herself melt inside.

She was safe in their hands.