Kidnapped


Some graphic violence and a rape scene involved in this chapter! Do not read if you can't handle it!!!!!!!!!! You have been warned!


Chapter 4----Alone and Abused


Hermione lay on the bed, getting a bit worried. Ron told her no more than fifteen minutes. It's been twenty. Shouldn't he be back by now? Should she wait a bit longer? Should she get Harry and look for him? Should she tell her parents?

She decided to wait a bit longer. Maybe he stopped by his and Harry's room for something. She got out of bed and dressed. Even if he came by now she wasn't in the mood anymore. She paced around the room while she waited. She always hated when people paced. Now she understands why people pace. She looked at the digital clock on the bedside table. 1:30am. He left a half an hour ago. 'Where are you, Ron?' Hermione thought nervously and continued pacing.

After another ten minutes, and Ron still hadn't shown up, Hermione stopped pacing, sat down on the bed and put her shoes on. She left the room and walked down the hall to Harry and Ron's room. She knocked hard on the door. No answer. She knocked harder. The door opened and Harry stood there, glasses off, looking drowsy. "Hermione? What's wrong? It's almost 2am"

"I don't know where Ron is, that's what's wrong" Hermione told him, tears threatening to fall.

"I thought he was spending the night with you" Harry told her.

The tears that threatened to fall did fall just then. "He was. He was here for a while, we were kissing. He told me he was going to run to the store next door to buy something and that he'd be right back in fifteen minutes. He hasn't come back yet. Harry, it's been 45 minutes" She couldn't help but sob harder.

Harry took her in his arms and wrapped her in a big hug. "Shhh" he told her. "It's okay. I'm sure Ron's fine. We'll go and look for him, okay?" Harry let her go, put on his shoes, glasses and led Hermione out the door. They quietly walked down the hallway, not wanting to wake Mr. and Mrs. Granger up.

Hermione was still crying, softly this time. "I should have went with him. No, better yet, I should have insisted harder that he not go". Harry squeezed her hand reassuringly. "Don't worry about the 'I should have's', Hermione" He told her. "Just think about finding Ron"

Hermione nodded. "Your right, Harry. I'm just so worried about him"

"So am I" Harry said, and Hermione could tell he was. He was very pale, almost ghost white. In fact, Hermione thought he was going to be sick.

They quickly, but quietly walked out of the hotel and looked around. "Let's go to the store" Hermione suggested. Harry agreed and they hurried into the store. A cashier was leaning against the counter, reading a tabloid magazine. "Excuse me, sir" Harry said.

The cashier stopped reading and said, "Boy, a lot of young'ins out tonight. What can I help you two with?"

Harry cleared his throat. "Our friend was supposed to have stopped by here tonight. About an hour ago. Our age. Tall, thin, red hair. Have you seen him by any chance?"

The cashier nodded. "Sure did. Can't forget him. Seemed to be in a bit of a hurry, too. Almost walked out without his change. Bought some whipped cream. I wondered what a teenage boy wanted whipped cream for at one o'clock in the morning"

Hermione blushed a little and hung her head down, but spoke. "Did you see where he went?"

The cashier shrugged. "Just headed out the door. Haven't seen him since. Is there a problem?"

Harry was about to answer "yes", but Hermione shook her head. "No, no problem. Thanks for your help" She took him by the elbow and dragged him away.

"Hermione, maybe we should have told him. He could have helped, maybe"

"No, Harry. I don't want my parents to find out what Ron and I were up to"

They started walking back towards the hotel. "What do we do now?" Harry said. "I think we should tell your parents. We don't have to tell them what you and Ron were doing"

But Hermione didn't answer. She was staring at the ground. She let out a sob.

"Hermione? What's wrong?" Harry asked her. She didn't answer, but pointed to the ground. Harry saw a bag lying there. "You think that's Rons?"

She nodded. He walked over and picked the bag up. He opened it, and pulled out a can of whipped cream....

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Ron woke up, rubbing the back of his head. It was painful, and Ron could feel a bump the size of a boulder. He sat up and looked around. 'Where am I?' he thought. 'What happened?' He noticed that he was laying on a dirty mattress in what looked like a basement, a dirty, dark basement. He also noticed that he was naked. 'How in the hell did I get naked'? he thought. Then he remembered. He remembered being with Hermione in her room, kissing her, loving her. He remembered going out to buy whipped cream. He remembered making a fool of himself with the cashier and his change. He remembered being stopped by two men....but that's all. What happened after that?

When had all that happened? When day is it? What time is it? There was no windows in this small room. He couldn't see if it was daytime or nighttime.

He heard noises coming from up above him, heavy footsteps, like someone walking across the room. Who's footsteps? Those two guys? Ron was suddenly scared. No, scared wasn't the word. He was frightened, terrified. Where was he? Who were those guys? What did they want with him?

Ron tensed up when he heard the basement door open, and the heavy footsteps coming down the stairs. Soon, the two men he saw as he left the store came into view. "Well, well, well, he's finally awake" One of them said.

"How...How long have I been asleep?" Ron managed to ask.

One of the men shrugged. "A few hours" Both men advanced towards him.

Ron backed away as far as he could. "Please" He said. "What are you going to do?"

One of them men stood at the head of the mattress and held Ron's arms down. Ron tried to struggle free, but the guy was too big and too strong. Both of them were. He knew at once that he, a tall, scrawny, lanky kid, was no match for these two guys built like professional wrestlers.

Ron let out a small, silent sob as the other guy took off his clothes. He knew then what they were planning on doing. "No, please don't"

The man leaned above Ron. There was no mercy. Before Ron knew it was happening, the man thrust himself hard into Ron. Ron let out a loud cry. Ignoring Ron, the man kept thrusting harder and harder. Ron felt like he couldn't breathe. 'Please stop', he wanted to yell out, but he couldn't. The only thing he could get out were sobs. So much pain. Unbearable pain. 'Please stop' Ron thought again. But the thrusting contined.

After what seemed like hours, the man finally stopped, Ron still sobbing into his arms. He could feel blood running down his thighs. After the man got off of him, Ron could feel his breathing coming back. He let out several deep breaths. But his breathing seemed to stop again when he saw the other man undress and walk slowly towards him. 'No! Please, not again!' Ron thought as he scrunched his face up waiting for the pain that was coming.

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Mrs. Granger was sitting next to Hermione with her arms around her, comforting her, while Mr. Granger was on the phone calling the police. Harry was sitting on the other bed, his head down. When Mr. Granger got off the phone, he said, "the police are on their way"

He looked at both Hermione and Harry. "What was Ron doing walking to the store at one o'clock in the morning?"

"Well, I don't really know" Hermione lied to her father, not wanting to get herself and Ron into trouble. "He said he had to buy something"

Mrs. Granger shook her head. "Something doesn't make sense. What did Ron need to buy that time of night that couldn't have waited until morning? Also, what were you guys doing together at that time of night? You should've have all been in bed"

Hermione looked at Harry. Harry gave a small shrug. Hermione knew that she had no choice but to tell her parents the truth. Ron's life could be in danger. She needed to tell them everything...


*Author's Note* And she will in the next chapter....also that will be the only rape scene in the story, although there will be some hints of other rape. They are terribly hard to write. Rape is, to me, one of the worst things someone could do to someone else, especially if the victim is a kid, like Ron is. Terrible, terrible crime. Poor Ronnie :'(.