Hey!!!! Hoped you like chapter three, it was a little rushed but I've spent
more time on this chapter. I don't know how long chapter five will take to
put up as I haven't much time for that so just watch for it!!! I'm a little
closer to * chants, 'making them fuck, making them fuck' * as someone
requested in a review so I'll just see how long they can hide their
feelings for. Hehehehehe
Note: This is quite a bad chapter. Not bad as in badly written I hope but there is a bad part in this near the end. You know what I mean, so if you don't like violence don't read it.
Disclaimer: Do I own Harry Potter? No, no I don't and I don't want to talk about it cause it just makes me cry.
Chapter 4 - Unforgivable
Days went by and as time went on people began to forget about the writing in the Gryffindor Common Room, except for a few Slytherins who still giggled every time they passed Hermione. Ron's writing had also been removed which Hermione knew she would miss. Lessons were back to normal and for once Hermione started to get back to her usual self. She had become more bossy again (which Ron had said he was glad to see) and much more outgoing. After the writing incident it was as if a whole weight had been lifted off Hermione's shoulders. Unfortunately Ron, Harry and Hermione's friendship stayed just the same. They were still three best friends but Hermione wished every day that she and Ron were more than that.
Since lessons were back to normal she had more duties as Head Girl she didn't see much of Ron or even Harry and she began to get lonely again. However, something wasn't right. Something was missing. It was the kind of something you didn't miss however but when it was missing you were uneasy and worried. As soon as Hermione got back to her normal duties as Head Girl she saw the problem straight away - Draco Malfoy. Draco Malfoy; evil scum and by far the nastiest Slyhterin. Hermione simply couldn't understand how he ever became Head Boy. She remembered that when Head Boy was being chosen Dumbledore took strongly into account the fact that he was very confident. Ron, on the other hand lacked that quality.
When she had got back to being Head Girl Draco had been extremely quiet. He was no longer threatening her as he usually did. Instead he just kept away from her. But Hermione felt this wasn't the time to celebrate. He was up to something and she didn't like it at all. His silences just made her more uncomfortable.
'Hi Hermione', Neville said when they were sitting eating lunch in the Great Hall. 'Thanks for helping me out during potions today.'
'No problem, Neville', Hermione smiled.
'Yeah, it's great to see you back to normal, again', Ginny told her. 'you're looking much better these days.'
'Thanks', Hermione said. Harry looked up and smiled at her but Ron sat with his head down and his arms folded. He'd been doing this a lot lately.
'What's wrong Ron?' Hermione asked.
'Yeah Ron, you haven't been telling many jokes and we miss your witty comebacks to Hermione's bossiness.' Harry joked.
'Nufin', Ron mumbled. Hermione was worried so she talked quietly to him while everyone else had their own conversations.
'Please tell me what's wrong Ron', Hermione pleaded.
'Ah, it's nothing really', Ron said and then resumed his arms-folded- frown-on-face position.
'Don't do a Viktor Krum on me', Hermione smiled, doing her best impression of Viktor Krum, with her arms folded and she painfully exaggerated a frown on her face.
Ron laughed and sat up straight, 'It's just that . . . well I'm glad you're back to your usual self but now that you're back to being Head Girl I don't get to see you much. And now that your back to talking more you're always helping people out in class and I - I mean me and Harry don't really get the chance to talk to you. I'm dead proud of you Hermione but is there any chance you could lay off helping people so much, keep on Head Girl and spend time with your friends?'
Hermione was glad Ron was acting this way instead of going back to normal. It showed he cared and he'd been caring for her ever since he found out they'd kissed.
'I'm sure I can find a way', Hermione told him. Ron smiled his breath taking smile. 'How about you, me and Harry go to the lake since it's such a lovely day? We can talk and then we can go visit Hagrid.'
'Yeah, ok', Ron said, his smile widening.
'I just have to do some Head Girl stuff, so I'll meet you and Harry at around 5 o' clock at the main entrance.'
'Great', he said. 'Hey Harry, want to go to the lake this evening?'
'I can't', Harry said, looking around, 'I promised Ginny I'd help her practise for quidditch and then I'm going out with Susan.'
'Oh . . .' Ron looked awkwardly at Hermione.
'Well, I'm sure we can still go out to the lake, if you want Ron. Me and you . . .' Hermione said hopefully. She hoped Ron wouldn't be too embarrassed to be alone with her.
'Yeah ok', Ron shrugged but she noticed he looked far happier.
'Thanks for watching Peeves' corridor, Miss Granger', Professor McGonagall thanked her. 'I know it's the Head Boy and Head Girl's evening off but Miss Lovegood has been so sick after someone cast that vomiting spell on her and the other prefects are too busy with their own work to do her job. I really appreciate this. Oh, when I find out who cast that spell on Miss Lovegood, it'll be detention for the rest of the year.'
'I'm happy to help out', Hermione said, as they made their way to Peeves' corridor. 'I know how much trouble Peeves can be on a Friday night. So, does Luna have any idea who made her vomit so much?'
'No', McGonagall sighed heavily, 'Someone just sneaked up behind her and did it before she had any time to know what was going on. When she turned around the person had left.'
'Poor Luna', Hermione said, since her fifth year she'd become good friends with Luna Lovegood. 'Oh, Professor, I need to leave at about five to five. I'm meeting my friend outside.'
'That's alright Miss Granger', McGonagall said, 'I can get someone to cover for you then.'
'Thanks', Hermione said. She was really looking forward to spending time with Ron. It was now half four and after half an hour she would be with Ron. In half an hour they'd be sitting under a tree by the lake, probably just talking. Just talking . . .
Professor McGonagall left her to watch Peeves' corridor to make sure he wasn't causing trouble but Peeves wasn't there. It was extremely quiet as she patrolled the corridor and this one was particularly dark. She felt her mind wandering to Ron every now and then, thinking about what he was doing or whether he was thinking about her. She dreamed of holding his hand and walking with him to the tree and then just lying against his chest by the lake. Lazily watching the sun go down and the stars come out. She would feel so much at ease with Ron.
The corridor was long and dark, with many side room, mainly used for storing or sorting through books. She was so busy day dreaming about Ron she didn't notice someone slip into one of the dark rooms. As she passed a room she heard some one calling softly from inside.
'Hello?' she called. 'Peeves?' Hermione stepped closer to the room to try to make out what was being said.' Is someone in there?' she asked leaning against the open door.
Before she even had time to realise what was happening she felt someone's hand grab her arm and roughly pull her inside the room. And before she could speak someone had clasped their hand over her mouth. She flung her arms wildly around her, trying to struggle free from the person holding her tightly.
She felt herself being pushed against a wall by her unknown attacker and since it was too dark to see who it was she tried to pull him into an area which was lit up by a window. With her arms crushed behind her back and her back against the wall this was hard to do. She had to slide over to the area. The person was much stronger than her and was overpowering quickly. She had to see who it was. The person's grip on her was so painful she could feel her arms bruising under the person's hand.
She just knew the person had taken her wand out of her pocket when she heard it being thrown to the other side of the room. The person was finding it hard to keep her still since she was struggling so much and the person had to keep one hand over her mouth to stop her screaming. The only sounds to be heard in the room were the shuffles of Hermione's and the person's feet as the person tried to hold her still and the harsh sound of the person's groans as he tried so hard to get his wand out while holding her - it was a man.
Hermione had never been so frightened in all her life. She'd been so unprepared for the attack and she had no real idea of what he would do to her. She knew she was trapped when the person pushed his full weight against her. He had made her put her hands behind her back and he was crushing her against the wall. His face was now against hers.
They were now in the lighted area a little and Hermione could see who it was. Her eyes filled with tears and he now had to hold her tightly to stop her shaking.
'Hello Mudblood', the harsh evilly pleasant voice of Draco Malfoy filled the room. There was a tone of relief in his voice and he was also out of breath. His face was right up against hers and he was smiling cruelly.
'MMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!' Hermione tried to scream as loud as she could but Malfoy's hand silenced her.
'Hahahaha', he laughed softly, 'there's no use screaming. No one wants to come to Peeves' corridor on a Friday night. Who's gonna hear you?' he taunted. Hermione felt like collapsing. 'It's all going according to plan', he smirked, 'did you like that little poem I wrote for you?'
Hermione flinched, realising Malfoy had written it.
'I was hoping to see you the night of the party for Gryffindor's victory in the quidditch house cup. But you were wandering all over the place I didn't have the chance. You're a frisky little thing aren't you?' Malfoy sneered in her face but she closed her yes, hoping this was all a nightmare and she'd wake up in Ron's arms. 'I followed you around a bit and heard you saying the password to that fat bitch in the portrait. When you left her I thought I would have my chance.' Malfoy's expression changed to a mixture of anger and hurt. 'But then . . . who should come around the corner but Weasley. You've been a naughty girl', he spat, 'you know I've liked you for a long time but you still went and hurt my feelings. Going into bed with that Weasel.'
It all made sense now; Malfoy had been following her that night and after he got the password he was able to get into the Common Room and write the poem on the wall.
'You're mine Granger', Draco whispered, 'Why did you do that to me? Was he good Granger? Was he worth it? He'd better be! Because I hoped my poem would make you repent. Unfortunately Weasley messed that up for me too. I heard he wrote something over it! Well, I'm going to remind you that you're better off with someone like me. Someone who isn't an embarrassment to the wizarding world. I can afford the best Granger. You don't know what you're missing. I'll be the best you've ever had.'
Hermione was now quivering uncontrollably as his breath hit her face.
'By the way, how's that Loony Lovegood? Did you like my spell?' Malfoy laughed hard. 'She'll be throwing up for days. I knew she'd be watching this corridor tonight so I just gave her an excuse to cut herself out of everyday life. She's used to that anyway, fucking weirdo that she is. I knew you'd take her place tonight so I thought you might be lonely. Well don't worry Granger. I'll keep you company.'
Without any warning Malfoy put his hand up to her face and began stroking her hair. She was repulsed by his touch and she closed her eyes tightly. 'You're looking lovely tonight Granger', he smiled. Hermione quickly opened her eyes and tried to give him a warning look; she was terrified of what he might be about to do. His hand trailed down her face and slowly to her neck. She was quivering violently as it reached her breast and then travelled on down to her skirt.
All she could do was struggle, but it was in vain and Malfoy simply laughed at her attempts.
'Oh don't be like that Mudblood', Malfoy sneered, 'you know you want this. These robes must be getting in the way though.' He let go of her and slammed her hard against the wall to give him a chance to pull off her robes. Quickly he threw them to the side and grabbed her again. His hands were on her sides and his fingers were really digging into her skin. She had never been so terrified in her whole life.
Pressing himself hard against her she could feel him getting aroused. She was sickened by the bulge in his trousers getting bigger. His hands moved to her blouse as he smiled evilly.
'This, er top must be getting quite uncomfortable for you', Malfoy said in her ear in an off-hand tone of voice. 'Shall I help you out of it?' Hermione's heart was beating so fast in fear she thought it would jump out of her throat. Yet again she struggled but it no use. His hands were unbuttoning it in a hurry. They were hungry and desperate, she felt like she was going to throw up. His breath came in pants and his voice grew huskier as he was aroused by her. 'You're looking lovely tonight', he whispered as the last button came undone.
She felt naked and vulnerable now that her breasts were revealed to Malfoy, even though she still had her bra on. He could do whatever he wanted to her and she couldn't do anything to stop him. Her situation was hopeless.
He let his hand roam over them smiling to himself as he did. Hermione's fists were clenched, her teeth gritted and her eyes closed tighter than ever, hoping he would stop soon. His movements were rushed as if she'd disappear at any second but he was clearly enjoying it. Suddenly his hand moved away and slipped up under her skirt. She closed her legs tightly but he just moved them part again.
'Come on Granger', he said angrily, 'Take this like the slut you are.'
He stroked her inner thigh and all she could do was wish she were dead. His trousers seemed to tighten as he pulled her panties down. This was it . . .she was going to be raped and lose her virginity to her worst enemy - Malfoy. They fell to her ankles and he pulled her up to get her fully out of them. His lips came her neck and bit on it roughly.
'I want to kiss you Mudblood', he whispered. 'I take it you won't kiss back?' Hermione just stood perfectly still and stiff, wanting him to stop. 'Fine then. I'll have to make you.' Malfoy put his free hand into his robes and pulled out his wand. What was he going to do?
Holding it up to her face he said, 'Imperio'. Her whole body seemed to relax. But she knew he now had complete control over her. Even in total relaxation the horror of the situation was still in her mind but she was completely powerless. Malfoy drew his hand away from her lips, now that he could control her and pressed his lips to hers making her kiss him back. she blocked her mind from thinking about it. It disgusted her.
He didn't make her do anything else though as he thought it was more fun to watch her being helpless. Relaxing himself he let her go and accidentally let her fall to the side. Before he could catch her she fell into a stack of boxes and it toppled over, making a loud crashing sound.
'Shit!' Malfoy cursed, 'Look what you've done you dirty little Mudblood!' he held her up and started to undo his trousers. She couldn't even control her own eyes to cry.
Hermione's brain didn't have time to register what was happening after that because all of a sudden Malfoy was pulled away from her by his robes and she had toppled to the ground, free of the Imperius Curse. There was another person in the room now just beside her and the person had Malfoy by the robes shaking him so violently.
'WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU DOING YOU BASTARD!!!!!' It was Ron but his voice sounded so angry and loud. She'd never heard him like that before. Malfoy was struggling like crazy but Ron was shaking him harder. All of a sudden Ron raised his fist and punched Malfoy so hard he went flying across the room and in the faint light she could see a stream of blood flowing from his mouth and nose.
Ron rushed over to Hermione. His voice was full of worry and his eyes were big in fear. He helped her up carefully, shaking also in fear for her.
'Hermione? Hermione! Are you alright? Are you hurt? What did he do to you?' he immediately saw her open blouse and he began shaking uncontrollably. 'I'LL KILL HIM!! I'LL FUCKING KILL HIM, I'LL KILL HIM WITH MY BARE HANDS!!!!', he growled turning to look at Malfoy with total hatred in his eyes. He'd never despised him so much in his life. Ron gently let her Hermione sit down. 'YOU FUCKING PERVERTED LITTLE BASTARD!!! YOU SLIMY PIECE OF SHIT!!!! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!!!!'
Ron lunged at Malfoy before he had time to get away was thumping him so hard Hermione flinched at the sickening thuds. Malfoy hadn't time to get up.
'RON NO!' Hermione screamed. Ron was going to kill him if he didn't stop. She couldn't bear to see Ron get sent to Azkaban. That would be the second time she had got him into trouble because of her. She didn't care about Malfoy but he wasn't worth Ron receiving a life time in Azkaban. She'd rather get raped by Malfoy. 'RON PLEASE!!!' she begged, getting up.
'WHAT - MADE - YOU - THINK - YOU - COULD - GET - YOUR - FILTHY - HANDS - ON - HER - YOU - DISGUSTING - FUCKER!!!!' Ron roared landing a punch on Malfoy after each word. Hermione got up and ran over to Ron, using every ounce of strength she had to pull him away from a trembling Malfoy.
'Ron please he's not worth it!!!' Hermione cried, pulling Ron away. 'I don't want to see you go to Azkaban. Malfoy use his chance and got up half- crawling away from the room. Ron had stopped because Hermione begged him to. He knew she'd seen enough violence already.
'WAIT TILL I GET YOU!!!' he roared after Malfoy. He turned to Hermione. 'Are you alright? Did he hurt you? What did he do?' Ron's voice was now gentle, full of worry and fear but she was so glad to see him. His eyes scanned her body to see if he could see any damage. 'did he hurt you?' He asked again. 'Did he . . . ?' Ron's eyes moved downwards and Hermione knew what he meant.
'No', she said, 'He didn't get that far.' Ron looked very relieved but his anger returned when he realised her blouse was still opened.
'I'll kill him Hermione, I swear', he breathed. Embarrassed that her blouse was undone she quickly buttoned it again. Ron took off his robes and put them on her shoulders and ran over to picked up her discarded robes. She took the chance to get her panties back on, pulling them discreetly on under her skirt.
They faced each other in the darkness and she just broke down crying. He put his arms around her and held her close to him, making soothing noises. 'Ssssshhh', he whispered, 'It's ok'.
'Please don't do anything to him', Hermione sobbed, 'I don't want you to get into trouble. Please, please, please . . .'
Ron could sense the total fear and urgency in her voice and quickly said, 'Don't worry, I won't if you don't want me to'. He whispered. 'When you didn't come for a while I decided to ask where you were and McGonagall said you were here so I came to get you. But then I heard a crash and came in here, only to see that slimeball with his hands all over you. He was using an Unforgivable Curse Hermione. I could have murdered him . . .'
'Thankyou', she said against his chest. 'If you hadn't came . . .' she broke down crying again.
'It's ok, you're alright now', he told her. 'We have to tell Dumbledore. He deserves Azkaban for this.' The thought of telling a male teacher frightened Hermione and Ron could tell. 'Look, maybe it would even be better to tell McGonagall. She could tell Dumbledore and you wouldn't have to keep telling people what happened.' Hermione nodded and he took her hand to lead her to McGonagall's office.
What will happen to Draco Malfoy???? Will Hermione ever get over this??? Will Ron and Hermione get together afterwards????
Hey, what did you think of that chapter? There's still more to come of course but it might take about 2 days. I really want to finish it but my exam results are coming out soon so I'll finish it when I get the chance.
Note: Yes I know Ron saved Hermione and I'm sure she could have saved herself if she had her wand but I just wanted to show what a horrible person Malfoy can be and that Ron is so brave. Ron can get a moment of glory for a change. Harry always steals it off him!!!!!
Note: This is quite a bad chapter. Not bad as in badly written I hope but there is a bad part in this near the end. You know what I mean, so if you don't like violence don't read it.
Disclaimer: Do I own Harry Potter? No, no I don't and I don't want to talk about it cause it just makes me cry.
Chapter 4 - Unforgivable
Days went by and as time went on people began to forget about the writing in the Gryffindor Common Room, except for a few Slytherins who still giggled every time they passed Hermione. Ron's writing had also been removed which Hermione knew she would miss. Lessons were back to normal and for once Hermione started to get back to her usual self. She had become more bossy again (which Ron had said he was glad to see) and much more outgoing. After the writing incident it was as if a whole weight had been lifted off Hermione's shoulders. Unfortunately Ron, Harry and Hermione's friendship stayed just the same. They were still three best friends but Hermione wished every day that she and Ron were more than that.
Since lessons were back to normal she had more duties as Head Girl she didn't see much of Ron or even Harry and she began to get lonely again. However, something wasn't right. Something was missing. It was the kind of something you didn't miss however but when it was missing you were uneasy and worried. As soon as Hermione got back to her normal duties as Head Girl she saw the problem straight away - Draco Malfoy. Draco Malfoy; evil scum and by far the nastiest Slyhterin. Hermione simply couldn't understand how he ever became Head Boy. She remembered that when Head Boy was being chosen Dumbledore took strongly into account the fact that he was very confident. Ron, on the other hand lacked that quality.
When she had got back to being Head Girl Draco had been extremely quiet. He was no longer threatening her as he usually did. Instead he just kept away from her. But Hermione felt this wasn't the time to celebrate. He was up to something and she didn't like it at all. His silences just made her more uncomfortable.
'Hi Hermione', Neville said when they were sitting eating lunch in the Great Hall. 'Thanks for helping me out during potions today.'
'No problem, Neville', Hermione smiled.
'Yeah, it's great to see you back to normal, again', Ginny told her. 'you're looking much better these days.'
'Thanks', Hermione said. Harry looked up and smiled at her but Ron sat with his head down and his arms folded. He'd been doing this a lot lately.
'What's wrong Ron?' Hermione asked.
'Yeah Ron, you haven't been telling many jokes and we miss your witty comebacks to Hermione's bossiness.' Harry joked.
'Nufin', Ron mumbled. Hermione was worried so she talked quietly to him while everyone else had their own conversations.
'Please tell me what's wrong Ron', Hermione pleaded.
'Ah, it's nothing really', Ron said and then resumed his arms-folded- frown-on-face position.
'Don't do a Viktor Krum on me', Hermione smiled, doing her best impression of Viktor Krum, with her arms folded and she painfully exaggerated a frown on her face.
Ron laughed and sat up straight, 'It's just that . . . well I'm glad you're back to your usual self but now that you're back to being Head Girl I don't get to see you much. And now that your back to talking more you're always helping people out in class and I - I mean me and Harry don't really get the chance to talk to you. I'm dead proud of you Hermione but is there any chance you could lay off helping people so much, keep on Head Girl and spend time with your friends?'
Hermione was glad Ron was acting this way instead of going back to normal. It showed he cared and he'd been caring for her ever since he found out they'd kissed.
'I'm sure I can find a way', Hermione told him. Ron smiled his breath taking smile. 'How about you, me and Harry go to the lake since it's such a lovely day? We can talk and then we can go visit Hagrid.'
'Yeah, ok', Ron said, his smile widening.
'I just have to do some Head Girl stuff, so I'll meet you and Harry at around 5 o' clock at the main entrance.'
'Great', he said. 'Hey Harry, want to go to the lake this evening?'
'I can't', Harry said, looking around, 'I promised Ginny I'd help her practise for quidditch and then I'm going out with Susan.'
'Oh . . .' Ron looked awkwardly at Hermione.
'Well, I'm sure we can still go out to the lake, if you want Ron. Me and you . . .' Hermione said hopefully. She hoped Ron wouldn't be too embarrassed to be alone with her.
'Yeah ok', Ron shrugged but she noticed he looked far happier.
'Thanks for watching Peeves' corridor, Miss Granger', Professor McGonagall thanked her. 'I know it's the Head Boy and Head Girl's evening off but Miss Lovegood has been so sick after someone cast that vomiting spell on her and the other prefects are too busy with their own work to do her job. I really appreciate this. Oh, when I find out who cast that spell on Miss Lovegood, it'll be detention for the rest of the year.'
'I'm happy to help out', Hermione said, as they made their way to Peeves' corridor. 'I know how much trouble Peeves can be on a Friday night. So, does Luna have any idea who made her vomit so much?'
'No', McGonagall sighed heavily, 'Someone just sneaked up behind her and did it before she had any time to know what was going on. When she turned around the person had left.'
'Poor Luna', Hermione said, since her fifth year she'd become good friends with Luna Lovegood. 'Oh, Professor, I need to leave at about five to five. I'm meeting my friend outside.'
'That's alright Miss Granger', McGonagall said, 'I can get someone to cover for you then.'
'Thanks', Hermione said. She was really looking forward to spending time with Ron. It was now half four and after half an hour she would be with Ron. In half an hour they'd be sitting under a tree by the lake, probably just talking. Just talking . . .
Professor McGonagall left her to watch Peeves' corridor to make sure he wasn't causing trouble but Peeves wasn't there. It was extremely quiet as she patrolled the corridor and this one was particularly dark. She felt her mind wandering to Ron every now and then, thinking about what he was doing or whether he was thinking about her. She dreamed of holding his hand and walking with him to the tree and then just lying against his chest by the lake. Lazily watching the sun go down and the stars come out. She would feel so much at ease with Ron.
The corridor was long and dark, with many side room, mainly used for storing or sorting through books. She was so busy day dreaming about Ron she didn't notice someone slip into one of the dark rooms. As she passed a room she heard some one calling softly from inside.
'Hello?' she called. 'Peeves?' Hermione stepped closer to the room to try to make out what was being said.' Is someone in there?' she asked leaning against the open door.
Before she even had time to realise what was happening she felt someone's hand grab her arm and roughly pull her inside the room. And before she could speak someone had clasped their hand over her mouth. She flung her arms wildly around her, trying to struggle free from the person holding her tightly.
She felt herself being pushed against a wall by her unknown attacker and since it was too dark to see who it was she tried to pull him into an area which was lit up by a window. With her arms crushed behind her back and her back against the wall this was hard to do. She had to slide over to the area. The person was much stronger than her and was overpowering quickly. She had to see who it was. The person's grip on her was so painful she could feel her arms bruising under the person's hand.
She just knew the person had taken her wand out of her pocket when she heard it being thrown to the other side of the room. The person was finding it hard to keep her still since she was struggling so much and the person had to keep one hand over her mouth to stop her screaming. The only sounds to be heard in the room were the shuffles of Hermione's and the person's feet as the person tried to hold her still and the harsh sound of the person's groans as he tried so hard to get his wand out while holding her - it was a man.
Hermione had never been so frightened in all her life. She'd been so unprepared for the attack and she had no real idea of what he would do to her. She knew she was trapped when the person pushed his full weight against her. He had made her put her hands behind her back and he was crushing her against the wall. His face was now against hers.
They were now in the lighted area a little and Hermione could see who it was. Her eyes filled with tears and he now had to hold her tightly to stop her shaking.
'Hello Mudblood', the harsh evilly pleasant voice of Draco Malfoy filled the room. There was a tone of relief in his voice and he was also out of breath. His face was right up against hers and he was smiling cruelly.
'MMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!' Hermione tried to scream as loud as she could but Malfoy's hand silenced her.
'Hahahaha', he laughed softly, 'there's no use screaming. No one wants to come to Peeves' corridor on a Friday night. Who's gonna hear you?' he taunted. Hermione felt like collapsing. 'It's all going according to plan', he smirked, 'did you like that little poem I wrote for you?'
Hermione flinched, realising Malfoy had written it.
'I was hoping to see you the night of the party for Gryffindor's victory in the quidditch house cup. But you were wandering all over the place I didn't have the chance. You're a frisky little thing aren't you?' Malfoy sneered in her face but she closed her yes, hoping this was all a nightmare and she'd wake up in Ron's arms. 'I followed you around a bit and heard you saying the password to that fat bitch in the portrait. When you left her I thought I would have my chance.' Malfoy's expression changed to a mixture of anger and hurt. 'But then . . . who should come around the corner but Weasley. You've been a naughty girl', he spat, 'you know I've liked you for a long time but you still went and hurt my feelings. Going into bed with that Weasel.'
It all made sense now; Malfoy had been following her that night and after he got the password he was able to get into the Common Room and write the poem on the wall.
'You're mine Granger', Draco whispered, 'Why did you do that to me? Was he good Granger? Was he worth it? He'd better be! Because I hoped my poem would make you repent. Unfortunately Weasley messed that up for me too. I heard he wrote something over it! Well, I'm going to remind you that you're better off with someone like me. Someone who isn't an embarrassment to the wizarding world. I can afford the best Granger. You don't know what you're missing. I'll be the best you've ever had.'
Hermione was now quivering uncontrollably as his breath hit her face.
'By the way, how's that Loony Lovegood? Did you like my spell?' Malfoy laughed hard. 'She'll be throwing up for days. I knew she'd be watching this corridor tonight so I just gave her an excuse to cut herself out of everyday life. She's used to that anyway, fucking weirdo that she is. I knew you'd take her place tonight so I thought you might be lonely. Well don't worry Granger. I'll keep you company.'
Without any warning Malfoy put his hand up to her face and began stroking her hair. She was repulsed by his touch and she closed her eyes tightly. 'You're looking lovely tonight Granger', he smiled. Hermione quickly opened her eyes and tried to give him a warning look; she was terrified of what he might be about to do. His hand trailed down her face and slowly to her neck. She was quivering violently as it reached her breast and then travelled on down to her skirt.
All she could do was struggle, but it was in vain and Malfoy simply laughed at her attempts.
'Oh don't be like that Mudblood', Malfoy sneered, 'you know you want this. These robes must be getting in the way though.' He let go of her and slammed her hard against the wall to give him a chance to pull off her robes. Quickly he threw them to the side and grabbed her again. His hands were on her sides and his fingers were really digging into her skin. She had never been so terrified in her whole life.
Pressing himself hard against her she could feel him getting aroused. She was sickened by the bulge in his trousers getting bigger. His hands moved to her blouse as he smiled evilly.
'This, er top must be getting quite uncomfortable for you', Malfoy said in her ear in an off-hand tone of voice. 'Shall I help you out of it?' Hermione's heart was beating so fast in fear she thought it would jump out of her throat. Yet again she struggled but it no use. His hands were unbuttoning it in a hurry. They were hungry and desperate, she felt like she was going to throw up. His breath came in pants and his voice grew huskier as he was aroused by her. 'You're looking lovely tonight', he whispered as the last button came undone.
She felt naked and vulnerable now that her breasts were revealed to Malfoy, even though she still had her bra on. He could do whatever he wanted to her and she couldn't do anything to stop him. Her situation was hopeless.
He let his hand roam over them smiling to himself as he did. Hermione's fists were clenched, her teeth gritted and her eyes closed tighter than ever, hoping he would stop soon. His movements were rushed as if she'd disappear at any second but he was clearly enjoying it. Suddenly his hand moved away and slipped up under her skirt. She closed her legs tightly but he just moved them part again.
'Come on Granger', he said angrily, 'Take this like the slut you are.'
He stroked her inner thigh and all she could do was wish she were dead. His trousers seemed to tighten as he pulled her panties down. This was it . . .she was going to be raped and lose her virginity to her worst enemy - Malfoy. They fell to her ankles and he pulled her up to get her fully out of them. His lips came her neck and bit on it roughly.
'I want to kiss you Mudblood', he whispered. 'I take it you won't kiss back?' Hermione just stood perfectly still and stiff, wanting him to stop. 'Fine then. I'll have to make you.' Malfoy put his free hand into his robes and pulled out his wand. What was he going to do?
Holding it up to her face he said, 'Imperio'. Her whole body seemed to relax. But she knew he now had complete control over her. Even in total relaxation the horror of the situation was still in her mind but she was completely powerless. Malfoy drew his hand away from her lips, now that he could control her and pressed his lips to hers making her kiss him back. she blocked her mind from thinking about it. It disgusted her.
He didn't make her do anything else though as he thought it was more fun to watch her being helpless. Relaxing himself he let her go and accidentally let her fall to the side. Before he could catch her she fell into a stack of boxes and it toppled over, making a loud crashing sound.
'Shit!' Malfoy cursed, 'Look what you've done you dirty little Mudblood!' he held her up and started to undo his trousers. She couldn't even control her own eyes to cry.
Hermione's brain didn't have time to register what was happening after that because all of a sudden Malfoy was pulled away from her by his robes and she had toppled to the ground, free of the Imperius Curse. There was another person in the room now just beside her and the person had Malfoy by the robes shaking him so violently.
'WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU DOING YOU BASTARD!!!!!' It was Ron but his voice sounded so angry and loud. She'd never heard him like that before. Malfoy was struggling like crazy but Ron was shaking him harder. All of a sudden Ron raised his fist and punched Malfoy so hard he went flying across the room and in the faint light she could see a stream of blood flowing from his mouth and nose.
Ron rushed over to Hermione. His voice was full of worry and his eyes were big in fear. He helped her up carefully, shaking also in fear for her.
'Hermione? Hermione! Are you alright? Are you hurt? What did he do to you?' he immediately saw her open blouse and he began shaking uncontrollably. 'I'LL KILL HIM!! I'LL FUCKING KILL HIM, I'LL KILL HIM WITH MY BARE HANDS!!!!', he growled turning to look at Malfoy with total hatred in his eyes. He'd never despised him so much in his life. Ron gently let her Hermione sit down. 'YOU FUCKING PERVERTED LITTLE BASTARD!!! YOU SLIMY PIECE OF SHIT!!!! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!!!!'
Ron lunged at Malfoy before he had time to get away was thumping him so hard Hermione flinched at the sickening thuds. Malfoy hadn't time to get up.
'RON NO!' Hermione screamed. Ron was going to kill him if he didn't stop. She couldn't bear to see Ron get sent to Azkaban. That would be the second time she had got him into trouble because of her. She didn't care about Malfoy but he wasn't worth Ron receiving a life time in Azkaban. She'd rather get raped by Malfoy. 'RON PLEASE!!!' she begged, getting up.
'WHAT - MADE - YOU - THINK - YOU - COULD - GET - YOUR - FILTHY - HANDS - ON - HER - YOU - DISGUSTING - FUCKER!!!!' Ron roared landing a punch on Malfoy after each word. Hermione got up and ran over to Ron, using every ounce of strength she had to pull him away from a trembling Malfoy.
'Ron please he's not worth it!!!' Hermione cried, pulling Ron away. 'I don't want to see you go to Azkaban. Malfoy use his chance and got up half- crawling away from the room. Ron had stopped because Hermione begged him to. He knew she'd seen enough violence already.
'WAIT TILL I GET YOU!!!' he roared after Malfoy. He turned to Hermione. 'Are you alright? Did he hurt you? What did he do?' Ron's voice was now gentle, full of worry and fear but she was so glad to see him. His eyes scanned her body to see if he could see any damage. 'did he hurt you?' He asked again. 'Did he . . . ?' Ron's eyes moved downwards and Hermione knew what he meant.
'No', she said, 'He didn't get that far.' Ron looked very relieved but his anger returned when he realised her blouse was still opened.
'I'll kill him Hermione, I swear', he breathed. Embarrassed that her blouse was undone she quickly buttoned it again. Ron took off his robes and put them on her shoulders and ran over to picked up her discarded robes. She took the chance to get her panties back on, pulling them discreetly on under her skirt.
They faced each other in the darkness and she just broke down crying. He put his arms around her and held her close to him, making soothing noises. 'Ssssshhh', he whispered, 'It's ok'.
'Please don't do anything to him', Hermione sobbed, 'I don't want you to get into trouble. Please, please, please . . .'
Ron could sense the total fear and urgency in her voice and quickly said, 'Don't worry, I won't if you don't want me to'. He whispered. 'When you didn't come for a while I decided to ask where you were and McGonagall said you were here so I came to get you. But then I heard a crash and came in here, only to see that slimeball with his hands all over you. He was using an Unforgivable Curse Hermione. I could have murdered him . . .'
'Thankyou', she said against his chest. 'If you hadn't came . . .' she broke down crying again.
'It's ok, you're alright now', he told her. 'We have to tell Dumbledore. He deserves Azkaban for this.' The thought of telling a male teacher frightened Hermione and Ron could tell. 'Look, maybe it would even be better to tell McGonagall. She could tell Dumbledore and you wouldn't have to keep telling people what happened.' Hermione nodded and he took her hand to lead her to McGonagall's office.
What will happen to Draco Malfoy???? Will Hermione ever get over this??? Will Ron and Hermione get together afterwards????
Hey, what did you think of that chapter? There's still more to come of course but it might take about 2 days. I really want to finish it but my exam results are coming out soon so I'll finish it when I get the chance.
Note: Yes I know Ron saved Hermione and I'm sure she could have saved herself if she had her wand but I just wanted to show what a horrible person Malfoy can be and that Ron is so brave. Ron can get a moment of glory for a change. Harry always steals it off him!!!!!