Moment 3: Bondage
That night she lay in Malfoy's arms. Quietly she slipped out of the bed and pointed her wand at the blond man. "Avada Kedavra."
She ran to the bathroom to vomit. Looking in the mirror, she saw herself and shook. This was not Hermione Granger, the independent and powerful witch. This was the Hermione Granger that had sobbed in Ron Weasley's arms when her cat had died. She looked at her hands instead "It was a bond." She was whispering out loud now. "Why isn't it gone?" She started to rub her wrists, trying to push off the handcuffs. "What have you done, Snape? What have you done?"
That night she lay in Malfoy's arms. Quietly she slipped out of the bed and pointed her wand at the blond man. "Avada Kedavra."
She ran to the bathroom to vomit. Looking in the mirror, she saw herself and shook. This was not Hermione Granger, the independent and powerful witch. This was the Hermione Granger that had sobbed in Ron Weasley's arms when her cat had died. She looked at her hands instead "It was a bond." She was whispering out loud now. "Why isn't it gone?" She started to rub her wrists, trying to push off the handcuffs. "What have you done, Snape? What have you done?"
