Disclaimer: this is getting really annoying… I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters. I do own Destiny and Brooke.
Harry and Destiny walked until the sun set. Then they sat on a rock to rest. They where in the forbidden forest.
"I remember when I'd to go camping with my family," Destiny said. "We never used any modern technology." Destiny's the only one in her family that is a witch. "We would always go in the summer. My bother, Denvin, would ditch his wife and kids and spend the week with us in the woods. They where never like this. We went in the muggle woods."
Harry wasn't very interested in what she had to say. He was thinking of people that would want to hurt Hermione and why? The only person that he could think of was Voldemort. But he had been defeated long ago.
He got out a piece of food and started eating. He offered some to Destiny, she took some. He was relived to see that she was eating. Destiny trailed on with her story's from camping then fell asleep.
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Hands and legs both chained to the wall, and a restrain around her stomach, Hermione struggled to get free from the chains but was unsuccessful. Draco walked over to her and gently caressed her face.
"You will learn to love me. Weather it be your on your own free will or by force." Then he smacked her across the face and walked towards the door.
"I will never love you Malfoy, never."
"Think again." He said, then he left the room.
A small sob came from Hermione.
"Don't cry herm's well get out of here, trust me we will" Ron said reassuringly.
"That's not why I'm crying."
"Then why are you crying?"
"It's a long story"
Ron looked around. "Seems to me that we have Tons of time."
Hermione gave Ron a smile. "When we where in our third year me and Malfoy had a secret relationship."
Ron gasped "You can't be serious… that's just…"
"Disgusting? Yeah now that I look back on it I don't know what I was thinking. We would always sneak into broom closets and make out. One day he tried to take it too far. I told him to stop but he wouldn't" A single tear slid down her cheek, then another and then another. "The little slime-ball wouldn't stop. He raped me." She looked away from her friend. She couldn't believe that she had told him her most well kept secrete. She couldn't turn her gaze back to Ron. Not after what she just told him. She promised herself that she wouldn't tell any one. There was a moment of silence.
"Are you okay?" Ron asked curiously.
"I'm okay. Thankfully he stopped talking to me, then I confounded in Harry and had a MAJOR crush on him for then next year. Then he asked me out and I was the happiest person in the world. And now we are here! Which isn't such a good thing. But it's better then back then." She was rambling on, that always happens when she gets something out of her system that she thought would be more scary then it acutely was.
Ron didn't understand how Hermione could do something like that. It was so unlike her to do anything that was agents the rules. Sneaking into broom closets and making out with Malfoy? Things didn't compute... they didn't make sense. He was so lost in his thoughts he almost missed the door open and someone walk in.
Hermione gasped. She knew this face. Looked exactly like her love, same messy black hair, same glasses same build. Could it be? James Potter comes to rescue them? "James? Thank god someone came to rescue us!"
Ron rolled his eye's "he's not on our side."
Hermione was confused, she didn't understand. Two things stuck out that
