CHAPTER THREE
The Dream
Hermione was exhausted again, so she went up to bed early. She slipped into her pajamas, and under the covers. She fell asleep almost as soon as her head touched the pillow.
Hermione was in the kitchen reading a book when Viktor came in. She looked up and smiled at him, but he didn't smile back. He looked murderous, in fact. Hermione had never seen him like this, and didn't want to.
"Viktor?" she asked, with great caution.
"I saw your notebook." He practically growled at her. She knew immediately what he was talking about.
"Oh..." Was all she could say.
"I saw what you wrote in it. Five pages with his name on it, all covered from front to back..." he said, in his strong Bulgarian accent. Hermione felt tears stinging in her eyes as she stood up.
"Viktor, those are from years ago. I-"
"You dated the pages! You wrote that last week!" Viktor shouted, taking a step towards her. Hermione backed up into the counter; there was no way out.
"I'm sorry..." was all she could muster. He let out a long sigh, and then looked at her with an eerie twinkle in his eye. She lifted her hand to touch his face, but he grabbed it. She lifted her other hand to loosen his hold on her arm, but he grabbed that hand as well. He pushed himself up against her, making it hard for her to breathe. "What are you doing?" she asked, her voice shaking. Viktor didn't reply, but leaned in and kissed her. Hermione tried to push him away, but his twenty-year-old muscles were to strong for her to do anything.
Her mind was racing as he threw her to the floor. What was he going to do? Hermione had a pretty good idea, but tried to push the thought out of her mind. Then he did what she least wanted him to do; He raped her. Viktor Krum raped Hermione 'Bookworm' Granger.
"Stop!" she shouted.
"No one can hear you." he said back. Hermione took his climax to her advantage and ran up the stairs to get her things. She couldn't believe it... all because of a stupid notebook? Then she heard him pounding on the door.
"Hermione!" he yelled. "I'm sorry!"
"What?! After all that-Sorry? No!" she screamed back. He then unlocked the door with a charm, and walked slowly into the room. Hermione just stared at him as he made his way across them room.
"I'm so sorry, it won't happen again."
"No, it won't." she said. "I'm going home."
"No. Just-Just give me one more chance, please?" Viktor begged.
"No!" she shouted.
"Hermione, I'm sorry! What more can I say?"
"That you'll let me go! Just let me go home!"
"But I love you," he said.
"Don't do that..."
"I love you so much,"
"Stop..."
"I'll love you forever,"
"Stop it!" she shouted. She was breaking down. She was falling victim to his evil ways.
"Please?" he asked. Hermione just sobbed. She didn't know what to do. He was making her love him again. How did he do that so well?
"I can't..."
"Sure you can."
"No. Not after what you did."
"I didn't mean to do what I did. Please love me back. You'll love me for ever, right?" he asked her, taking her shaking hand in his. Damn him! He did it again!
"Right." She said, smiling at him. What was she doing? She didn't know, she only knew that she would torment herself if she didn't do this.
"Promise you'll love me forever?"
"Promise." She said. What troubled her was that he didn't say he promised too, only said that he would.
Hermione sat up in her bed and screamed. A dream... it was all a dream... But it was a dream about a true happening, and she knew that. It was haunting her now; tearing her up inside, like there was a flesh-eating slug inside of her, sucking away life from her once happy existence.
" Are you ok?" asked a portrait on the wall.
"I-I'm fine...bad dream is all..." she said, lying back on her pillow. That night, she came to the conclusion that she had to tell Harry and Ron. She couldn't shut it up inside her anymore, she had to let it free, and that's exactly what she did...when Viktor came.
A.N.///Ooooo, cliffhanger!
The Dream
Hermione was exhausted again, so she went up to bed early. She slipped into her pajamas, and under the covers. She fell asleep almost as soon as her head touched the pillow.
Hermione was in the kitchen reading a book when Viktor came in. She looked up and smiled at him, but he didn't smile back. He looked murderous, in fact. Hermione had never seen him like this, and didn't want to.
"Viktor?" she asked, with great caution.
"I saw your notebook." He practically growled at her. She knew immediately what he was talking about.
"Oh..." Was all she could say.
"I saw what you wrote in it. Five pages with his name on it, all covered from front to back..." he said, in his strong Bulgarian accent. Hermione felt tears stinging in her eyes as she stood up.
"Viktor, those are from years ago. I-"
"You dated the pages! You wrote that last week!" Viktor shouted, taking a step towards her. Hermione backed up into the counter; there was no way out.
"I'm sorry..." was all she could muster. He let out a long sigh, and then looked at her with an eerie twinkle in his eye. She lifted her hand to touch his face, but he grabbed it. She lifted her other hand to loosen his hold on her arm, but he grabbed that hand as well. He pushed himself up against her, making it hard for her to breathe. "What are you doing?" she asked, her voice shaking. Viktor didn't reply, but leaned in and kissed her. Hermione tried to push him away, but his twenty-year-old muscles were to strong for her to do anything.
Her mind was racing as he threw her to the floor. What was he going to do? Hermione had a pretty good idea, but tried to push the thought out of her mind. Then he did what she least wanted him to do; He raped her. Viktor Krum raped Hermione 'Bookworm' Granger.
"Stop!" she shouted.
"No one can hear you." he said back. Hermione took his climax to her advantage and ran up the stairs to get her things. She couldn't believe it... all because of a stupid notebook? Then she heard him pounding on the door.
"Hermione!" he yelled. "I'm sorry!"
"What?! After all that-Sorry? No!" she screamed back. He then unlocked the door with a charm, and walked slowly into the room. Hermione just stared at him as he made his way across them room.
"I'm so sorry, it won't happen again."
"No, it won't." she said. "I'm going home."
"No. Just-Just give me one more chance, please?" Viktor begged.
"No!" she shouted.
"Hermione, I'm sorry! What more can I say?"
"That you'll let me go! Just let me go home!"
"But I love you," he said.
"Don't do that..."
"I love you so much,"
"Stop..."
"I'll love you forever,"
"Stop it!" she shouted. She was breaking down. She was falling victim to his evil ways.
"Please?" he asked. Hermione just sobbed. She didn't know what to do. He was making her love him again. How did he do that so well?
"I can't..."
"Sure you can."
"No. Not after what you did."
"I didn't mean to do what I did. Please love me back. You'll love me for ever, right?" he asked her, taking her shaking hand in his. Damn him! He did it again!
"Right." She said, smiling at him. What was she doing? She didn't know, she only knew that she would torment herself if she didn't do this.
"Promise you'll love me forever?"
"Promise." She said. What troubled her was that he didn't say he promised too, only said that he would.
Hermione sat up in her bed and screamed. A dream... it was all a dream... But it was a dream about a true happening, and she knew that. It was haunting her now; tearing her up inside, like there was a flesh-eating slug inside of her, sucking away life from her once happy existence.
" Are you ok?" asked a portrait on the wall.
"I-I'm fine...bad dream is all..." she said, lying back on her pillow. That night, she came to the conclusion that she had to tell Harry and Ron. She couldn't shut it up inside her anymore, she had to let it free, and that's exactly what she did...when Viktor came.
A.N.///Ooooo, cliffhanger!