Disclaimer: I wish upon a star that I owned Harry Potter and friends, but the cricket that sang with me didn't have a top hat, so nope I don't get Harry Potter and friends. Also I don't own Pinocchio or Jimmy The Cricket....so don't sue me over that either....besides I don't have any money for you people to get. Hehehehe.
Yeah, when I write, my mood goes into the writing...WARNING....I am in a bad mood....so yeah....
The Last Time
Chapter 9
By PinkChubbyMonkey (pinkchubbymonkey@aol.com)
It had been a week since Ron and Hermione had said 'good bye' to each other. Only time Hermione saw Ron (besides classes) was during meals. The day after they stopped talking, he blew up in the Great Hall after seeing Ginny sitting with Malfoy. It was quite a sight.
"Miss Granger, it is late, you should be heading towards the common room now, shouldn't you?" said the librarian.
"Oh yes, I was just thinking. Sorry," said Hermione and she picked up her bags and headed toward the Gryffindor tower.
"So Ron, what did you want to ask me?" Hermione heard a female voice say that seemed to be in the empty class room she was walking by. The words made Hermione stop dead in her tracks. Maybe it was another Ron, yeah that's it, another Ron. It wasn't her Ron with another girl.
"I was wondering, if you would like to, you know, go to the ball with me?" said Ron.
"Yes!" shrieked the girl. No, Hermione thought, she didn't want to be jealous. Not over this.
The door knob turned, Hermione didn't care, she wanted to see who Ron was going to be with at the Ball.
The door opened. Out stepped a girl, Hermione had no idea who she was, but from her robes Hermione knew she was in Hufflepuff. The figured next to her though wasn't Ron Weasley, it was the fifth year prefect, Ron Jenkins. Thank goodness.
"What are you doing here?" said the girl.
"I dropped my books," Hermione said quickly after noticing that she had indeed dropped them earlier.
The couple walked off leaving Hermione alone in the hall. Hermione picked up her books and shoved them in her bag. She hated being alone in hallways at night. They were creepy. She wasn't scared, just spooked since she couldn't see everything around her and stuff like that. She picked up her bag and straightened up. She headed down the hallways towards the common room.
"Hello." She heard a voice behind her say. She didn't recognize it, it was very cold and made Hermione's hair stand on its end. "Vhere are you going? At tis time?" She knew that accent. She turned around, and there was Victor. Oh course he would be angry her, after what she did. That is why his voice is cold, she told herself, but he just seems so different.
"Hi Victor! I just stayed late in the library. What are you doing?" Hermione said, "you scared me, I didn't know anyone was following me."
"So do you veel good about using me Herminny?" he said coldly eyeing her.
"I am sorry Victor. I really am. Well, I should get to my dorm, its late. Bye, I will see you around." Hermione said turning around and starting to walk off. Just then she felt Victor grab her wrist, quite tight.
"Ve are not done here yet." He sad his voice not changing at all. He started to pull her towards the door they were by.
"Victor, let me go, you are hurting me. STOP IT!" Hermione yelled.
"Yell again, and you vill regret it." He said pulling out his wand. Hermione reached for hers but Victor reached in her robes and grabbed it. "You vill not be needing this." He said while snapping it in half with one hand.
"Victor, let me go now. If you want to 'talk' we can talk later. STOP IT!" Hermione was trying her hardest not to get pulled in the pulled into the room, which was hard since Victor was very strong.
"You decide to use me, do you? Vell then, I will do the same to you, Herminny Graner."
"Victor stop it." Hermione said. Then she realized that she couldn't do this anymore, her trying to talk him out of pulling her towards the room wasn't going to work. "HELP! HELP! SOMEONE HELP ME!" Hermione screamed that the top of her lungs, before screaming bloody murder.
"You asked for tis," he said, "Petrificus Totalus."
Hermione felt herself get ridged and she fell into Victor's arms. He laughed to himself and pulled her into the room.
Hermione tried to see where she was, or figure a way to get away from Victor, but it was useless. She had never been so scared before in her life. What was happening.
"I vant you awake," Victor said. And he lowered Hermione on a table. He was still laughing. No no no, Hermione thought to herself, this isn't happening, it is a nightmare. I very very bad one at that. Victor lifted up Hermione's skirt. "You know, you should of picked me, not Ron, this didn't have to be like this, you know?" He said. Hermione felt tears go down her cheeks. Victor laid down on Hermione and laughed again, does he think this is funny, she thought.
Then Hermione heard the door open. Thank God, thank god, Hermione said to herself. She felt Victor get off of her and saw his hand reach for his wand.
"Stupefy!" She heard a female voice shout.
That was the last thing Hermione heard before she passed out.
Yep, that's all for now. I don't feel very happy, and when I write, well, I made bad things happen. I normal don't like to think of Victor mean, or anything, but I decided to. So don't hate me for it. Gosh, Sadly I was considering letting Victor rape Hermione, but then that would be too mean. I couldn't do that.
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