My brain clouded with pain as I dragged the dagger against my skin unwillingly.

I wanted to reach out for Draco, but the curse wouldn't allow it. It was like a wall had been built and I couldn't find away around it.

It had gotten to the point where I would flinch when he touched me because of the cuts that lined my body.

It had started 3 weeks ago, and I had regretted going shopping since that day.

~3 weeks ago~

I needed to figure out what I would get Draco for his birthday. I only had 11 days until the day and I still hadn't gotten anything.

I had other things planned for him but still no gift.

That needed to change today.

I flirted with him back and forth through text as I browsed store after store looking for the perfect gift.

I was looking at my phone as I walked down an empty street, when I was suddenly surrounded by darkness.

I felt something poking me in the neck and heard a voice, "If you even think about screaming or reaching out through that little bond of yours, I'll make sure to kill him first."

I tried to place the voice but couldn't.

I was spun around and thrown against a wall.

My head smacked the cement of the building and my vision blurred as I slid down the wall.

"Imperio" I heard someone say.

My body went cold and I felt my bond with Draco weaken.

"Your little ferret shouldn't have interrupted us at the Halloween Ball 'Mione. Now, it's going to be worse. You see… I've been watching you. I know all about your bond with Malfoy, but I also know how to weaken it. Now, get up" the voice told me. It finally dawned on me who it was.

I tried to fight the curse but felt myself getting up off the floor.

"Good girl. Now, give me your left arm and stay quiet" he told me.

I felt my body betray me and lift my arm.

Ron grabbed my arm roughly, "I've since learned that you have this obsession with cutting yourself. Well guess that's lucky. You see this dagger?"

He waved a dagger in my face, "This baby is about to be your dream come true."

I felt the dagger break the skin of my 'mudblood' scar and felt as Ron cut into me, letter by letter.

Tears flowed down my face as he mutilated my arm once again.

"Take off your clothes and lay down on the floor" he told me once he was done cutting me.

Once again I tried to fight but felt my body betray me and begin undressing.

I laid on the rough, dirty floor and waited for my next instructions.

"Open your legs baby. You know where this is going. I told you at the ball what I wanted" he told me, his voice laced with venom.

I complied and opened my legs. I kept trying to break through the wall and reach out to Draco but I couldn't.

I felt something at my entrance, "I like this version of you. Doesn't talk. Gives her pussy willingly. I should have thought of this a long time ago. It's like I have my own, personal sex slave."

He sank into me with a quick snap of his hips. I felt my insides burn in pain as he fucked me mercilessly.

He slapped my face, "Tell me you like it Hermione. Tell me you love it. Tell me you love it when I fuck you like this" he commanded.

"I love it when you fuck me like this" I told him blankly.

The more I tried to fight the curse, the stronger it became.

"Yeah you do like it don't you? You're a little whore who likes to have her pussy fucked by a real man. Who's better at fucking you 'Mione? Tell me. Tell me I fuck your pussy better than Malfoy" he teased.

"You fuck my pussy better than Malfoy" I whispered.

He slapped me again, "That's right. I fuck you better. Because you're mine and only mine."

He pulled out of me and flipped me over, he entered me again from behind, pushing my face into the dirty floor.

"That's right baby. Take my cock like the disgusting whore you are. Lick the floor" he told me as he entered me over and over again.

I followed his orders, a part of myself dying inside.

He finally finished inside of me and pulled out.

"Get dressed" he told me coldly. I followed his directions and stood waiting.

"Now, here's what I want you to do. When you get back today, you go straight to your room and lock yourself in there. From now on, I want you to run this dagger across your body 10 times a day, and you're not allowed to heal yourself. I want you to brand yourself every Sunday. To do that, you can just reopen your 'mudblood' scar again. And you better not get any ideas about telling Malfoy. If you tell him, I'll kill him and all your little friends too. You can meet me here next week, same time" he informed me.

I felt numb as I got back and locked myself in my room. I heard Draco knock on my door multiple times until finally giving up.

~Back to present day~

I missed Draco. It had been 3 weeks since I'd shared more than a good morning with him. He had tried to get through to me, but the curse didn't let me reach out.

I could tell he was struggling, and I was too.

I wanted to be strong and break the curse, but it was too strong for me.

I sat on the floor, my back against the door. The dorm was silent. Draco had been spending more and more time in the Slytherin common room with our friends.

I heard a knock on my door, "Open the door Hermione" it was Ron.

I stood up and obeyed.

He strutted into my room, closing the door behind him.

"Clothes off. Face down" he snapped at me.

I complied.

He took me the same as always, roughly and mercilessly. My insides burned with the pain.

When he finished he commanded me to get dressed and once again, I obeyed.

"Let's go. We're leaving" he told me.

"May I go to the bathroom?" I asked, terrified.

He allowed me to go.

I had felt the curse weaken just enough for me to type one last text before it strengthened again.

He waited for me in the common room and I dropped my phone on my bed. I hopped Draco would see my text in time.

I followed Ron out of the castle. He grabbed the back of my neck and apparated us away.

"Clothes off" was the first thing he told me when we arrived.

I was bent over a table and had my hands and feet chained to it.

I felt the cold metal of a dagger press against my skin and cut into me multiple times.

When he finally grew bored, I felt something poke at my backside entrance. I felt pain radiating on the lower half of my body as something foreign entered.

I don't know how much time had passed but Ron had finally decided to speak again, "Now, I think that the stick in your ass has been in there long enough. Don't you?"

Pain radiated on my lower half again, "There we go. Now that we've removed that, there's more space for some cocks."

He went around and stood in front of me face to face, "Do you remember when we were caught by snatchers? They brought us to your boyfriend's manor. I remember that day. I could hear you screaming as Bellatrix tortured you. That day at the manor, after we escaped, a certain death eater did too. He fought at the battle of Hogwarts but got away again. Now, at first, I wanted to kill him. He was the one who killed Fred after all, but he offered me information on you and I couldn't just give that up. We made a deal that day, he gave all the information I needed to get revenge on you, and in turn, I didn't kill him. Oh … and he also got a turn with you. Guess what 'Mione… it's his turn to play… good luck" he smiled at me evilly.

"Take the curse off her. I like it when they struggle" I heard an unfamiliar voice say.

I felt the curse being lifted. The fog in my head cleared away and I could feel my bond strengthening.

I pulled against my restraints as hard as I could.

"Pull all you want baby. You're not going anywhere" said the voice from behind me.

A chill ran down my spine as a felt something poke my entrance.

He slammed into me and I screamed into my bond with Draco.

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You guys don't understand the hate i have for Ron. Everyone goes on and on about how Draco is racist and they're right. But Draco never tried being fake. Ron is fake asf and bullies Hermione for how she is. If you're going to be an ass, be an ass but don't come at me with that fake nonsense.