Draco Malfoy looked up and noticed Ron and Harry moving towards the door of the study room. He quickly pulled his wand.
"Incantum No Entero" he said quickly. Ron and Harry reached the door and pulled on with no result. Draco had charmed the room locked.
He turned back to Hermione, ignoring the pounding of her two friends on the door and window of the study room. "Where were we mudblood?"
"Why are you doing this?" she asked stalling. She knew that unarmed, she was no match for Malfoy but if Ron and Harry could get in, she would be safe.
"Oh my dear dear girl. I've been waiting for this for two weeks. Do you know how hard it was not to have you when I had the chance? But it was worth it. You cleared me of my father's murder."
Hermione's mouth dropped open.
"You really believed I killed him to save you're pathetic ass??" Draco laughed psychotically. "For being considered the cleverest witch at Hogwarts, you really aren't very bright." He paused, and then began to unbutton his pants. "Now we're going to have the fun I was denied that day."
Hermione glanced at the door, and Ron and Harry outside it trying all different spells to get it to open.
"Don't even think about going for the door. You can no more get out than those idiots can get in." He removed his pants and then moved towards her. He ripped her shirt off exposing her black lace bra.
"Get off of me!!!" she said hitting him. Then she lifted her knee into his crotch. He fell to the floor. She began to kick him again in the crotch. Her plan worked and he dropped his wand. She went to pick it up, but he grabbed it first. He pushed her down onto the sofa and began groping her.
"I could make this easier for both of us and use imperio, but this is much more fun," sneered Draco with an evil grin on his face.
~***~
At that same moment, standing outside the room watching Malfoy, a minute away from raping Hermione, something snapped in both Ron and Harry's minds. Each of them felt a sudden surge of power unlike anything they had ever experienced. They looked at each other and immediately knew the other one had the odd sensation also.
"Lets try this again. Together. On three. One, two, three," said Harry.
"Finite Incantum" they both said together loud and strong. The door to the study lounge popped open.
Harry and Ron ran into the room and decided to use sheer force instead of magic. They pulled Malfoy off the now naked Hermione.
"You bastard!" shouted Ron and Harry almost simultaneously as they began to punch Malfoy. Ron and Malfoy lost their wands in the scuffle. Harry backed up and went over to Hermione, who was trying to cover up as best she could with her torn clothes. "You ok?"
"I am now," she lied, crying. She wasn't ok now, but she would be.
As soon as he realized Hermione was ok, Harry walked over to the fight and attempted to break it up by stunning Malfoy. "Ron," he said. "Stop moving." He then aimed his wand at Malfoy. "Stupify!" Draco Malfoy stopped dead on the floor, stunned by Harry's spell. Ron pulled himself out from under Malfoy's limp body.
Both Ron and Harry then turned to Hermione who was sitting on the sofa in shock. She had put her shirt back on, but was very pale and almost in tears.
"One of us should get Dumbledore," said Harry. Neither he nor Ron moved.
"Yes. Harry. You go."
"I'll stay here with Mione, Ron. You go."
"No I'll stay here. You go," insisted Harry
Suddenly Hermione realized what was going on. She had felt it a few moments earlier. Her spell had been broken when they saw Malfoy hurt her. Neither of the wanted the other to be alone with her, as repressed feelings of jealousy were creeping back. She was going to have to say something or neither of them would leave. She turned to Harry. "Harry, will you please go get Dumbledore?"
"Ok, Mione," said Harry looking rather dejected. He didn't get very far though, as Professor Snape walked in.
"Mr. Filth told me there were students down here making a ruckus. I should have known I'd find you three. Fifty points from Grif..." Snape noticed Draco Malfoy on the floor, wearing no only his boxers and a shirt. He then noticed Hermione crying. "What happened here?"
Ron opened his mouth to say something sarcastic, but Harry cut him off. "Draco attacked Hermione."
"Is this true?" he asked Hermione.
"Yes," she muttered, still crying.
"Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley. Please help Mr. Granger to the hospital wing." Hermione opened her mouth to protest, but Snape interrupted her. "That's not a request, that's an order." He paused and looked at Draco. "I will handle Mr. Malfoy.
Harry and Ron did as the Professor asked and headed to the hospital wing with Hermione in tow. Snape, levitated Malfoy's still stunned body and headed to Dumbledore's office.
"How could I have been so stupid?" she said as she began to sob.
"Its not your fault Mione," said Ron. Harry nodded in agreement. The said nothing for the rest of the walk to the hospital wing.
~***~
"I have called the Ministry Severus," said Dumbledore in his office as he looked at Draco Malfoy, who was under a powerful sedation spell.
"The Ministry," said Snape bitterly. "He'll do some time in Azkaban and be free in a few years."
"Actually Severus, you're wrong."
"He's a Malfoy! He'll get off with a slap on the wrist," said Snape angrily.
"Not for this. He will spend life in Azkaban for the murder of his parents."
"What?"
"You know Narcissa Malfoy was found dead and it was said that Lucius killed her. I took what you said about young Malfoy to heart and had a further investigation of his mother's murder."
"So you're saying..."
"Yes. Draco Malfoy murdered his mother and framed his father. Then he used Hermione to cover for his as he murdered his father in... self defense."
"What was his motive?
"The Malfoy fortune of course. It isn't well known but since the death of his parents, Mr. Malfoy here was the sole beneficiary of an enormous fortune."
"And you can prove all of this Albus?"
"Yes. Mr. Malfoy will be spending the rest of his life in Azkaban. If the dementors don't give him the kiss."
A sly smile spread across Severus Snape's thin lips.
~***~
A/N I'm going to do one more chapter dealing with H/Hr/R called "The Aftermath"
"Incantum No Entero" he said quickly. Ron and Harry reached the door and pulled on with no result. Draco had charmed the room locked.
He turned back to Hermione, ignoring the pounding of her two friends on the door and window of the study room. "Where were we mudblood?"
"Why are you doing this?" she asked stalling. She knew that unarmed, she was no match for Malfoy but if Ron and Harry could get in, she would be safe.
"Oh my dear dear girl. I've been waiting for this for two weeks. Do you know how hard it was not to have you when I had the chance? But it was worth it. You cleared me of my father's murder."
Hermione's mouth dropped open.
"You really believed I killed him to save you're pathetic ass??" Draco laughed psychotically. "For being considered the cleverest witch at Hogwarts, you really aren't very bright." He paused, and then began to unbutton his pants. "Now we're going to have the fun I was denied that day."
Hermione glanced at the door, and Ron and Harry outside it trying all different spells to get it to open.
"Don't even think about going for the door. You can no more get out than those idiots can get in." He removed his pants and then moved towards her. He ripped her shirt off exposing her black lace bra.
"Get off of me!!!" she said hitting him. Then she lifted her knee into his crotch. He fell to the floor. She began to kick him again in the crotch. Her plan worked and he dropped his wand. She went to pick it up, but he grabbed it first. He pushed her down onto the sofa and began groping her.
"I could make this easier for both of us and use imperio, but this is much more fun," sneered Draco with an evil grin on his face.
~***~
At that same moment, standing outside the room watching Malfoy, a minute away from raping Hermione, something snapped in both Ron and Harry's minds. Each of them felt a sudden surge of power unlike anything they had ever experienced. They looked at each other and immediately knew the other one had the odd sensation also.
"Lets try this again. Together. On three. One, two, three," said Harry.
"Finite Incantum" they both said together loud and strong. The door to the study lounge popped open.
Harry and Ron ran into the room and decided to use sheer force instead of magic. They pulled Malfoy off the now naked Hermione.
"You bastard!" shouted Ron and Harry almost simultaneously as they began to punch Malfoy. Ron and Malfoy lost their wands in the scuffle. Harry backed up and went over to Hermione, who was trying to cover up as best she could with her torn clothes. "You ok?"
"I am now," she lied, crying. She wasn't ok now, but she would be.
As soon as he realized Hermione was ok, Harry walked over to the fight and attempted to break it up by stunning Malfoy. "Ron," he said. "Stop moving." He then aimed his wand at Malfoy. "Stupify!" Draco Malfoy stopped dead on the floor, stunned by Harry's spell. Ron pulled himself out from under Malfoy's limp body.
Both Ron and Harry then turned to Hermione who was sitting on the sofa in shock. She had put her shirt back on, but was very pale and almost in tears.
"One of us should get Dumbledore," said Harry. Neither he nor Ron moved.
"Yes. Harry. You go."
"I'll stay here with Mione, Ron. You go."
"No I'll stay here. You go," insisted Harry
Suddenly Hermione realized what was going on. She had felt it a few moments earlier. Her spell had been broken when they saw Malfoy hurt her. Neither of the wanted the other to be alone with her, as repressed feelings of jealousy were creeping back. She was going to have to say something or neither of them would leave. She turned to Harry. "Harry, will you please go get Dumbledore?"
"Ok, Mione," said Harry looking rather dejected. He didn't get very far though, as Professor Snape walked in.
"Mr. Filth told me there were students down here making a ruckus. I should have known I'd find you three. Fifty points from Grif..." Snape noticed Draco Malfoy on the floor, wearing no only his boxers and a shirt. He then noticed Hermione crying. "What happened here?"
Ron opened his mouth to say something sarcastic, but Harry cut him off. "Draco attacked Hermione."
"Is this true?" he asked Hermione.
"Yes," she muttered, still crying.
"Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley. Please help Mr. Granger to the hospital wing." Hermione opened her mouth to protest, but Snape interrupted her. "That's not a request, that's an order." He paused and looked at Draco. "I will handle Mr. Malfoy.
Harry and Ron did as the Professor asked and headed to the hospital wing with Hermione in tow. Snape, levitated Malfoy's still stunned body and headed to Dumbledore's office.
"How could I have been so stupid?" she said as she began to sob.
"Its not your fault Mione," said Ron. Harry nodded in agreement. The said nothing for the rest of the walk to the hospital wing.
~***~
"I have called the Ministry Severus," said Dumbledore in his office as he looked at Draco Malfoy, who was under a powerful sedation spell.
"The Ministry," said Snape bitterly. "He'll do some time in Azkaban and be free in a few years."
"Actually Severus, you're wrong."
"He's a Malfoy! He'll get off with a slap on the wrist," said Snape angrily.
"Not for this. He will spend life in Azkaban for the murder of his parents."
"What?"
"You know Narcissa Malfoy was found dead and it was said that Lucius killed her. I took what you said about young Malfoy to heart and had a further investigation of his mother's murder."
"So you're saying..."
"Yes. Draco Malfoy murdered his mother and framed his father. Then he used Hermione to cover for his as he murdered his father in... self defense."
"What was his motive?
"The Malfoy fortune of course. It isn't well known but since the death of his parents, Mr. Malfoy here was the sole beneficiary of an enormous fortune."
"And you can prove all of this Albus?"
"Yes. Mr. Malfoy will be spending the rest of his life in Azkaban. If the dementors don't give him the kiss."
A sly smile spread across Severus Snape's thin lips.
~***~
A/N I'm going to do one more chapter dealing with H/Hr/R called "The Aftermath"