I OWN NONE OF THESE CHARACTERS..THEY BELONG TO JK ROWLING
Chapter Two of Malfoy's Heir
Back To School
Dumbledore woke to the noise of an owl taping on the window. He rolled over and got out of bed. He grabbed his robes, and walked over to the window to let the owl in. Looks like a Malfoy owl. Wonder what they want. Couldn't it wait? I mean, I love these children, but I need my sleep also.
Dumbledore unrolled the parchment and read the letter. How wonderful! Twins! There hasn't been a set of twins born in Hogwarts in centuries. He quickly made note of what the letter said, and went back to bed. The students would be arriving the next morning, and he needed to have his rest.
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Draco awoke well before Hermione did. He looked at the clock and noticed it was only six thirty. Ugh, go back to bed Draco! Get more sleep! He told himself. But instead he got out of bed, careful not to wake Hermione, and went into the bathroom.
He looked at himself in the mirror and noticed how good he looked. I might be nice, but I can still think I look good! He said to himself, not even feeling the least bit ashamed to be admiring him self in the mirror. I do have nice hair. He thought, as he was combing his hair with his fingers, noticing how smooth and shiny his hair was.
Draco was so wrapped up into himself that he didn't notice Hermione get out of bed. She had walked into the bathroom behind him, and wrapped her arms around his waist.
"Yes, my love, you still look the same. Don't you ever get tired of staring at yourself? Even for a minute?" Hermione asked, with innocence in her eyes. She knew he would get mad. Idiot! Why did you say that? He hates when I say he's so obsessed with himself. Last time I did that, he hurt me.
"I only get tired enough to look at you." Draco said, with a bit of annoyance in his eye. Stay calm, don't get mad. You don't want Potter or Weasley to notice any marks.
"I am sorry. We should get ready, we have to leave soon." Hermione said, removing her arms from his waist and moving towards the door.
Rape her Draco. Do it now. Make her hurt! Draco heard it in his head, but he didn't know where it came from. He tried to ignore it but, he couldn't seem to stop himself.
Draco suddenly stopped her and whirled her around, slamming her into the wall. He had both of her wrists in one hand pinned above her head. He slid his hand up her shirt and grabbed her breast roughly. I won't put marks anywhere where those two idiots will see! He then started to grope her roughly, and he could see the hurt in her eyes. Draco knew it was wrong, but all he could hear in his head was his father's words to him, "If the woman doesn't listen, put them in their place."
He felt bad, but he had to do it. He had to strike down her defiance. He needed to put fear into her. She needed to obey him, and this was the only way he knew how to do it. He had seen his father do it many times to his mother, he didn't think it was wrong. He knew what went on in his parents' bedroom. He saw the fear in his mother's eyes. I hope Voldemort doesn't do this to Hermione's mom, or else Hermione will hand Voldemort his dick in a jar. She would probably send him a get well card too.
"Draco please-" Hermione started to plead.
"Shut up! Take off your clothes!" Draco demanded. Where did that come from?
Hermione followed the orders, but only after Draco had slapped her butt, hard enough to leave a black and blue mark for weeks. She took the robes off, and then her nightgown. She lied them on the floor, and waited to see what else he wanted her to do.
"Get on the floor!"
"Draco-"
"NOW!" Draco said, with another smack on her butt, in the same place.
The tears were now streaming down her face. She couldn't believe what was happening to her. Please god, make it stop!
Draco watched as she sat on the floor. He watched the tears pour out of her eyes, and he felt bad. Ugh! What is happening to me! Don't show compassion! Put her in her place! "Lay back!" he ordered, and without hesitation she did as he told. He then took both wrists and pinned them above her head, using just his left hand. He made sure he wasn't putting too much pressure on them, because after all, he didn't want black and blue marks on her wrists. Can't have those two idiots figuring out that something is going on besides a relationship!
He then kissed her gently, and worked his way down, making a line of kisses to the tip of her right breast. He then bit down hard, and she screamed out in pain. He didn't bite hard enough to draw blood, but he did bite hard enough to cause an ugly bruise to appear. He then moved to the left breast and did the same thing. Yet again, she screamed out in pain. He then took his right hand and grabbed her right breast roughly. He knew it was hurting her, but she bit on her lip, willing herself not to cry out. He then proceeded to do the same thing to her left breast. This time she cried out in pain. Wow, no wonder my father does this, I can feel the power already.
He then unbuttoned his pants, and pulled him self out of his pants but just enough so he could pull them back up if need be. He could see the terror in her eyes, and it just gave him a happier feeling. He then positioned his hips with hers. At that instant he knew that she knew what he was going to do. Serves you right bitch!
Oh god! Please no. Oh god! No! "Draco please don't-" she started, but before she could finish her sentenced he pushed his self into her.
This power is wonderful. Better get used to it bitch! He then continued to pump, making sure he was rough. He knew she was in pain because he could feel her desire to cry build up. He continued to pump, and grabbed her breast roughly again, and she let a small whimper. He knew she was demoralized now. He knew she would do what he wanted, with no questions. She feared him, and that was the way he liked it. He then finished and pulled him self out of her.
"Get up!" he demanded, as he put himself back in his pants and re-buttoned them.
Hermione got up, without thinking twice. She knew what he was capable of, and knew when to draw the line.
He then smacked her butt again, but on the opposite side, he then thought better and did it again on the same side. "Now they match," he said, with a sneer, "now get washed up, and dressed. We are leaving in 45 minutes." He then swiftly walked out of the bathroom and slammed the door shut. He stood outside the door just long enough to hear Hermione collapse on the floor and start crying. He felt bad for what he did, but he knew his father would get mad if he didn't do it. His father told him to do it, but the problem was, Draco didn't know why he did it at that time.
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Damn bastard! How could he do this to me? Hermione was on the floor, crying her eyes out. She knew what he was doing, she knew he wanted power. She then got up and looked at her self in the mirror. She could see both bruises on her breasts' easily now. They were quite clear, big, purple, blue and black, with a tint of green. She knew they would be there for awhile, there was no use expecting them to go away anytime soon. She just hoped no one would find out.
She then turned around and looked at her butt. The same went on there. Big bruises that were already purple and blue, the black was just showing up, and there was a greenish tint around the whole thing. She knew she wouldn't sit comfortably for the next week or so.
She then walked over to the shower and turned it on. She made sure it was hot, and she hoped that it would make her feel clean.
She got into the shower and she scrubbed as hard as she could. She needed to be clean, she felt dirty. She wanted everything to go away, she didn't want to remember anything that has happened that morning. She scrubbed and scrubber until her skin was beat red. She knew some how that this wouldn't be possible; she couldn't clean herself of this. She would forever be dirty.
This is my seventh year, I am not supposed to be miserable. Why is this happening to me? This is supposed to be the best time of my life! She got out of the shower, and was aware that she had 10 minutes to get ready. They would be leaving soon.
She rushed to get dressed, and grabbed her stuff. She made sure the black skirt looked okay. She didn't want it to show too much leg. I find that impossible, it only comes to the middle of my thigh. She then made sure her v-neck pink shirt matched. She slipped on her high heels, and left the bathroom.
She was startled to find Draco sitting on his bed waiting for her.
"Hey love, ready to leave?" Draco asked her, smiling smugly at her.
How can that bastard call me love? "Never more ready in my life!" she answered coldly.
"I can see you haven't learned your place!" he said icy, and grabbed one of her breasts' and twisted hard. "Now see that you listen! Got it?"
"Yes." she answered shyly, trying not to whimper. God my feelings have changed, and I thought I would actually be happy with him. He is just a power seeker.
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Draco, Lucius and Hermione all arrived at platform 9¾ at 9:30. Lucius was eyeing Hermione up, depending on weather to trust Draco with her. He knew that his son could be cruel, and he was often an abusive boyfriend, if he wanted to be, but some how Lucius knew he wouldn't be like that to Hermione. This didn't bother Lucius for the most part, but with Hermione it was different. He knew Voldemort would never take someone hurting his child. It didn't matter that she was a mudblood. The only thing that mattered was that she was his daughter now. She was now Hermione Riddle, not Hermione Granger. He would just have to make sure no one figured out his plan.
Lucius watched Hermione walk, and he could tell she was wincing when she walked. This had nothing to do with her pregnancy, and he himself had not touched her, nor had there ever been a curse cast on her, he made sure of that. He then that his son had touched her, but he couldn't tell where. So, I am a good teacher after all! That's my boy! I hope he remembers to not make a mark some where noticeable to the common public. "Draco, Hermione, this is what will happen. Draco, you will go threw first. Hermione you will follow Draco and are to go straight to him. You understand me?"
"Yes," she muttered, and he could see the fear in her eyes.
She was scared, and he knew why. My son, I hope no one notices that. It will save your ass, and mine too if no one sees that. "Good. I will follow directly after you two and wait to see you both off on the Hogwarts Express. Draco, go."
Draco walked threw and Lucius turned to Hermione, "Child, I know he hurts you. I can see it in your eyes," he said and he could see that she thought he cared, "now mudblood, tell someone about him touching you, and I will personally harm you. Got it?"
"Yes, I understand," she muttered softly and walked threw the portal, not even caring that he never told her to go.
On the other side of the wall there were tons of people walking around meeting with friends they haven't seen in over two months. Where are Harry and Ron? I could use a good hug. on better thought, maybe not. It could be quite painful. She watched as Draco and Lucius put Draco's trunk on the train, and then proceeded to put hers on after. She was too scared to move. She thought that if she moved they would curse her, or that they would not allow her to go back to school.
"Hermione!" a voice called over the loud crowd.
She turned around and noticed the unruly black hair of her best friend Harry Potter, and right next to him was her other best friend Ron Weasley, who could be noticed in a crowd because of his bright red hair. They rushed over to her and they each strongly embraced her.
Lucius and Draco had each walked up when they heard her name being called and saw the embrace take place. They both watched her wince, but were very happy that she didn't show them her pain.
"How was your summer Hermione? Where did you go?" Harry asked her, excited and anxious to tell her that him and Sirius had moved into their own home.
Lucius and Draco both shot daggers at her, but smiled when she answered.
"Oh! Wonderful! I've experienced so many new things that you wouldn't believe, nor do you want to know. But don't worry! Sure enough everything will be explained!" she said sweetly, looking at both Malfoy's smugly.
"No, Granger, it won't be explained! Nothing will be explained! You understand me?" Draco said, outraged that she could get to him so easily.
"They're my best friends! You can't keep me from telling them!"
"I can and I will! Don't push me Granger, or should I say Riddle?" Draco said slyly.
"Don't you ever call me by that bastards last name!"
"HERMIONE!" Lucius screamed and she backed away, terrified.
"Hey, no offense, but he may be your master, but by hell, he is NOT my father. Don't look at me like that. He may be my father, by marriage, but he isn't by blood! I may be involved in your whacked out Death Eater stuff now, but that does not make me any less human! You can not control me like I am a dog! I am not your maid, and I am not your rag doll!" woah Hermione, where did you get all this from? Keep going before you chicken out. "Now, if you will excuse me, but me and MY FRIENDS have some important things to talk about."
"You move one step away from me and you will be sorry. Don't test what I can do!" Lucius said, with a look short of a mad man.
"Watch me!" Hermione turned around to step away but she was instantly grabbed around the waist and pulled towards Lucius's chest.
"Look, mudblood, you may be his daughter, but I don't give a damn! You better behave, or else I will have to take care of you, got it?" he said, sliding his hand under her skirt making sure that no one could see.
Hermione froze instantly and nodded her head. Lucius then let go of her and she scrambled out of his arms. Harry grabbed her, and held her to his side protectively.
"Well, so long. Draco, Hermione, I am sure you lot will see me sooner than you think," and with that said Lucius disappeared.
"Malfoy, what is this all about?" Ron asked getting angry.
"Oh calm yourself down Weasley! This doesn't concern either of you. Hermione, come."
"No. She isn't going with you she is staying with us. Go find the stupid gits you call friends!" Harry said, holding onto Hermione, refusing to let go of her.
"Fine. I have no time to waste on you lot anyway. Get lost Potter, Weasley, mudblood," Draco said walking off but turning around on a second thought, "oh, and Hermione?"
"Yes?"
"I'll see you tonight," he said slyly and walked away to find Crabbe and Goyle.
Harry slid his arm around Hermione's waist and guided her to the train. He knew something was wrong with her, there was no way she would have taken that verbal abuse any other day. He just needed her to trust him with the information that she was keeping from them. He knew she would tell sooner or later, but he needed to wait until she was ready to tell them.
Harry looked at her and he was amazed at what he saw. Wow! Her skirt is a lot shorter this year, I wonder why. She is a lot prettier too. How do you tell a girl, much less your best friend, you love them? He took one last look at her, and then slid his arm off her waist. As soon as he did that he saw the fear move into her eyes. She feels protected by me. Harry, don't be dumb! Hold her again! He then slid his arm around her waist again, and he saw the look of security go into her eyes.
"Hermione? You ok?" Harry asked her, "why don't we sit in this compartment guys?"
"What? Yeah I am fine! Oh crap guys! I need to go to the front compartment; you know head girl duties. Ron don't you have to go also? Prefect duties?"
"Oh you're right! Well let's go." Ron said turning around to walk to the front compartment.
Harry slid his arm off Hermione, and he pulled Ron to him.
"What is it Harry?"
"Ron, put your arm around her, protect her. Something is wrong, and she feels security from us. Just do it ok?"
"Yeah, Harry, anything."
"She looks lost and scared. Something is wrong."
"I see what you mean. Well, we gotta go, see you."
Ron walked away from Harry and slid his arm around her waist, just as Harry had done.
"Harry we will come back as soon as the meeting is over," Hermione said as her and Ron walked off.
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Harry got himself comfortable inside the compartment as he waited for Ron and Hermione to come back. He reclined on one of the seats and thought for awhile.
What could have happened to her over the summer to cause this to happen to her? Something happened, and I have a feeling the Malfoy's have something to do with it. Maybe she will tell us.
Wouldn't she have told us in a letter though? Well, no, not if they were checking the letters she was sending out. Maybe Dumbledore knows what happened, or maybe Snape. I really don't want to go to him for help, but this is Hermione, my best friend.
Harry sat there for awhile, and didn't notice the noise outside the compartment. When he finally noticed the noise, he got us to investigate, to see what it was. But when he opened up the compartment door, the site he saw he didn't expect. Well, it is kind of amusing if you ask me. He couldn't resist a smile.
"Ew Hermione! Couldn't you do that somewhere else?" Ron yelled, enraged that Hermione had just thrown up all over him.
"Haha! Hermione, nice aim! Sorry mate, but this is too funny. Let's get you cleaned up!" Harry said, motioning for Hermione and Ron to come into the compartment.
Once Ron was all cleaned up he turned to Hermione. "Hermione, what was that about? Are you not feeling well?"
"Guys, I think it is time we have a very serious talk. Please sit, and ask questions when I am done."
"Sure Hermione, please continue." Harry said, and Ron was nodding in agreement, and they both sat down.
"It started out in the beginning of summer, after I had gotten home. I was attacked by a group of Death Eaters, and they took my mum and I. I know what you're thinking, 'why are you still alive?' well, this group of Death Eaters had a different idea. As you know Draco's mother had died, and Lucius was ordered to marry someone, a muggle, and was ordered to make an heir for Voldemort. With my wonderful luck, it was my mum that was chosen, and I was taken to produce an heir for Malfoy. Not Lucius's heir, but Draco's heir. Draco then seduced me, and well, you can use your brain for the rest of that description. I was then held in a room in Malfoy manor for two weeks, and I didn't know why.
"When I had been allowed to leave the room, which I think was a dungeon, I was taken to a small group of Death Eaters. Among those Death Eaters was Snape, Wormtail, Lucius, my mum, and Voldemort. I was a bit surprised but Voldemort treated me nicely. I was then informed that my mother had married Voldemort, not Lucius, making me Voldemort's daughter. I was then tested, made to swallow a potion, which told me I was pregnant. Also just recently I found out that I am only not having Malfoy's heir, but I am having two of his heirs. I am having twins.
"Draco this morning got mad at me," Hermione, stopped for a second and was unsure weather to continue her story. She knew she had to but she was scared of Harry and Ron's reactions to what she was about to say. Just keep going Hermione! Tell them! "He-he got mad at me. Guys, he- Oh guys! He raped me!" she then started crying.
Harry pulled her into his lap to try and comfort her, and he noticed her wince when he sat her down. That's odd. "Oh Hermione it is ok love. We are here for you now, we will protect you," he said soothingly.
"Guys you-"
"You can't protect her. She is head girl and she will be living in the same tower as me!" Draco cut in, when he noticed what she was telling them. He didn't mean to ease drop, he was just walking by, but when he heard rape he knew it was Hermione.
"You will not harm her!" Ron said, pulling out his wand.
"I can if I want. This is my fiancé you are touching, and I will not have that. Get your hands off her Potter!" Draco screamed in rage.
A few people stuck their heads out to see what the commotion was but when they saw how angry Draco was they thought better of it and went back into their compartments.
"Over my dead body!" Harry yelled.
"Hermione, come!" Draco screamed motioning for Hermione to come to him.
Harry's grip got tighter but Hermione wiggled out of it. She whimpered as she walked over to him and winced when he slid his hand over her arse.
"You want to see what I've done? You can't help her. It won't work I can do as I please. Want to see my work? I am sure you both will be pleased."
"Draco please don't! I'm begging you, please don't!"
The Malfoy sneer planted itself on his face and he had an evil look in his eye. He then muttered a spell and all of her clothes fell to the ground.
Hermione didn't even try to cover herself. She just started crying. She knew what Ron and Harry would see and she was terrified of what they would think of her.
It took awhile for what Hermione looked like to set into Harry's brain, but when he realized what he was looking at, he got angry. Not at Hermione, but at Draco. Her body, so beautiful, but now, now it is all bruises. What has this monster done to her!
Ron on the other hand didn't even think twice when the robes fell to the ground. He wanted to curse Draco to death, and he wanted to hurt him. Oh Hermione, how did we not think anything of you not owling us all summer? We are so dumb.
"Oh Hermione-" Harry started.
"Please Harry, don't be sorry for me. Just don't. This is my fault, I am a good for nothing Death Eater's whore."
"No you aren't Hermione! Stop-" Harry said, trying to hold Hermione.
"No! Don't touch me, please don't touch me." Hermione said, backing away from Harry.
"Hermione please, let us help you!" Ron said, trying to hold Hermione into an embrace also.
"No! Don't touch me! I wasn't kidding! Don't touch me!" Hermione said, started to cry again.
"Hermione, why all this crying?" Draco said, trying to get close to her.
"NO! YOU BASTARD! YOU DID THIS TO ME! DON'T YOU COME NEAR ME! GO AWAY! DON'T TOUCH ME!"
"Hermione? Why won't you let us touch you? You let Harry and I touch you earlier." Ron said, while his mind was whirling. Get Ginny. Maybe she can help.
"I don't know, I just don't know." Hermione said. She then sat on the floor, and wrapped her arms around her legs and started rocking back and forth muttering to herself. "I'm a whore. I'm a whore." She had a dazed look on her face, and her eyes were glazed over. She looked like she was living in another world, like she wasn't connected to this world anymore.
"Harry, get Ginny."
Harry then left to get Ginny, while Draco and Ron sat down and watched as Hermione started rocking back and forth again, also muttering again, but this time she was muttering, "I am worthless."
Harry then returned with Ginny, and Ginny ran over to her friend. Hermione scrabbled into her friend's arm and started crying.
"Hermione, love, I am here. It's okay. Shh." Ginny said, soothing her.
"You guys mention this to Dumbledore and I will make sure that you guys never see her again!" Draco said, and then swiftly left.
"Guys, we need to tell someone! She can't go on living like this!" Ginny said.
"You heard Draco, he will make sure we never see her again." Ron said.
"Ron you can be so hard headed sometimes! Harry hand me her school robe, we need to cover her up." Ginny said.
Harry handed Ginny Hermione's school robe, and Ginny placed it around Hermione's body.
"Harry take her, I need to get up."
Harry then walked over, and picked Hermione up off of Ginny. Hermione then flung her arms around his neck. "It must be Malfoy's presence then, because now she will let me touch her."
"Guys, why would his presence only bother her it doesn't make sense. I only know that she was raped, and sometime she will tell me the full story, but we are almost at Hogwarts. We need to figure out what we are going to do." Ginny said, sitting down next to Ron.
Harry sat down across from Ginny and Ron, and cradled Hermione in his lap. "Well, we can't tell Dumbledore, but we can tell Snape. Snape will know because he is a Death Eater, which is scary, but I think he can help."
"Good idea! Ginny, you go to the school owlary and send Snape an owl. We will take Hermione to the potion's classroom, and wait for Snape to come. Harry you can carry her right?"
"Yeah, no problem Ron. Ginny I would suggest you staying with us too, or else Malfoy might think it is strange that you are in the Great Hall, but us three are not."
"You're right. Well let's get ready!"
"Hermione? Love? Listen to me." Harry said, shaking Hermione to get her attention.
"What is it Harry?" Hermione said from his lap.
"We are going to take you to the potions classroom, you need to get fixed up. You will need to walk to the castle, and then I will carry you, ok?"
"Yeah Harry," Hermione said, "and Harry?"
"Yeah?"
"Thank you." Hermione said, and then fell asleep in Harry's arms.
God I love this girl. Damn Draco! Harry then looked out the window, and when he saw the castle come into view he turned to Ron and Ginny, who were playing a game of Wizard's Chess, and let them know that it was time to get their plan into action.HaHhhhHHarr
Chapter Two of Malfoy's Heir
Back To School
Dumbledore woke to the noise of an owl taping on the window. He rolled over and got out of bed. He grabbed his robes, and walked over to the window to let the owl in. Looks like a Malfoy owl. Wonder what they want. Couldn't it wait? I mean, I love these children, but I need my sleep also.
Dumbledore unrolled the parchment and read the letter. How wonderful! Twins! There hasn't been a set of twins born in Hogwarts in centuries. He quickly made note of what the letter said, and went back to bed. The students would be arriving the next morning, and he needed to have his rest.
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Draco awoke well before Hermione did. He looked at the clock and noticed it was only six thirty. Ugh, go back to bed Draco! Get more sleep! He told himself. But instead he got out of bed, careful not to wake Hermione, and went into the bathroom.
He looked at himself in the mirror and noticed how good he looked. I might be nice, but I can still think I look good! He said to himself, not even feeling the least bit ashamed to be admiring him self in the mirror. I do have nice hair. He thought, as he was combing his hair with his fingers, noticing how smooth and shiny his hair was.
Draco was so wrapped up into himself that he didn't notice Hermione get out of bed. She had walked into the bathroom behind him, and wrapped her arms around his waist.
"Yes, my love, you still look the same. Don't you ever get tired of staring at yourself? Even for a minute?" Hermione asked, with innocence in her eyes. She knew he would get mad. Idiot! Why did you say that? He hates when I say he's so obsessed with himself. Last time I did that, he hurt me.
"I only get tired enough to look at you." Draco said, with a bit of annoyance in his eye. Stay calm, don't get mad. You don't want Potter or Weasley to notice any marks.
"I am sorry. We should get ready, we have to leave soon." Hermione said, removing her arms from his waist and moving towards the door.
Rape her Draco. Do it now. Make her hurt! Draco heard it in his head, but he didn't know where it came from. He tried to ignore it but, he couldn't seem to stop himself.
Draco suddenly stopped her and whirled her around, slamming her into the wall. He had both of her wrists in one hand pinned above her head. He slid his hand up her shirt and grabbed her breast roughly. I won't put marks anywhere where those two idiots will see! He then started to grope her roughly, and he could see the hurt in her eyes. Draco knew it was wrong, but all he could hear in his head was his father's words to him, "If the woman doesn't listen, put them in their place."
He felt bad, but he had to do it. He had to strike down her defiance. He needed to put fear into her. She needed to obey him, and this was the only way he knew how to do it. He had seen his father do it many times to his mother, he didn't think it was wrong. He knew what went on in his parents' bedroom. He saw the fear in his mother's eyes. I hope Voldemort doesn't do this to Hermione's mom, or else Hermione will hand Voldemort his dick in a jar. She would probably send him a get well card too.
"Draco please-" Hermione started to plead.
"Shut up! Take off your clothes!" Draco demanded. Where did that come from?
Hermione followed the orders, but only after Draco had slapped her butt, hard enough to leave a black and blue mark for weeks. She took the robes off, and then her nightgown. She lied them on the floor, and waited to see what else he wanted her to do.
"Get on the floor!"
"Draco-"
"NOW!" Draco said, with another smack on her butt, in the same place.
The tears were now streaming down her face. She couldn't believe what was happening to her. Please god, make it stop!
Draco watched as she sat on the floor. He watched the tears pour out of her eyes, and he felt bad. Ugh! What is happening to me! Don't show compassion! Put her in her place! "Lay back!" he ordered, and without hesitation she did as he told. He then took both wrists and pinned them above her head, using just his left hand. He made sure he wasn't putting too much pressure on them, because after all, he didn't want black and blue marks on her wrists. Can't have those two idiots figuring out that something is going on besides a relationship!
He then kissed her gently, and worked his way down, making a line of kisses to the tip of her right breast. He then bit down hard, and she screamed out in pain. He didn't bite hard enough to draw blood, but he did bite hard enough to cause an ugly bruise to appear. He then moved to the left breast and did the same thing. Yet again, she screamed out in pain. He then took his right hand and grabbed her right breast roughly. He knew it was hurting her, but she bit on her lip, willing herself not to cry out. He then proceeded to do the same thing to her left breast. This time she cried out in pain. Wow, no wonder my father does this, I can feel the power already.
He then unbuttoned his pants, and pulled him self out of his pants but just enough so he could pull them back up if need be. He could see the terror in her eyes, and it just gave him a happier feeling. He then positioned his hips with hers. At that instant he knew that she knew what he was going to do. Serves you right bitch!
Oh god! Please no. Oh god! No! "Draco please don't-" she started, but before she could finish her sentenced he pushed his self into her.
This power is wonderful. Better get used to it bitch! He then continued to pump, making sure he was rough. He knew she was in pain because he could feel her desire to cry build up. He continued to pump, and grabbed her breast roughly again, and she let a small whimper. He knew she was demoralized now. He knew she would do what he wanted, with no questions. She feared him, and that was the way he liked it. He then finished and pulled him self out of her.
"Get up!" he demanded, as he put himself back in his pants and re-buttoned them.
Hermione got up, without thinking twice. She knew what he was capable of, and knew when to draw the line.
He then smacked her butt again, but on the opposite side, he then thought better and did it again on the same side. "Now they match," he said, with a sneer, "now get washed up, and dressed. We are leaving in 45 minutes." He then swiftly walked out of the bathroom and slammed the door shut. He stood outside the door just long enough to hear Hermione collapse on the floor and start crying. He felt bad for what he did, but he knew his father would get mad if he didn't do it. His father told him to do it, but the problem was, Draco didn't know why he did it at that time.
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Damn bastard! How could he do this to me? Hermione was on the floor, crying her eyes out. She knew what he was doing, she knew he wanted power. She then got up and looked at her self in the mirror. She could see both bruises on her breasts' easily now. They were quite clear, big, purple, blue and black, with a tint of green. She knew they would be there for awhile, there was no use expecting them to go away anytime soon. She just hoped no one would find out.
She then turned around and looked at her butt. The same went on there. Big bruises that were already purple and blue, the black was just showing up, and there was a greenish tint around the whole thing. She knew she wouldn't sit comfortably for the next week or so.
She then walked over to the shower and turned it on. She made sure it was hot, and she hoped that it would make her feel clean.
She got into the shower and she scrubbed as hard as she could. She needed to be clean, she felt dirty. She wanted everything to go away, she didn't want to remember anything that has happened that morning. She scrubbed and scrubber until her skin was beat red. She knew some how that this wouldn't be possible; she couldn't clean herself of this. She would forever be dirty.
This is my seventh year, I am not supposed to be miserable. Why is this happening to me? This is supposed to be the best time of my life! She got out of the shower, and was aware that she had 10 minutes to get ready. They would be leaving soon.
She rushed to get dressed, and grabbed her stuff. She made sure the black skirt looked okay. She didn't want it to show too much leg. I find that impossible, it only comes to the middle of my thigh. She then made sure her v-neck pink shirt matched. She slipped on her high heels, and left the bathroom.
She was startled to find Draco sitting on his bed waiting for her.
"Hey love, ready to leave?" Draco asked her, smiling smugly at her.
How can that bastard call me love? "Never more ready in my life!" she answered coldly.
"I can see you haven't learned your place!" he said icy, and grabbed one of her breasts' and twisted hard. "Now see that you listen! Got it?"
"Yes." she answered shyly, trying not to whimper. God my feelings have changed, and I thought I would actually be happy with him. He is just a power seeker.
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Draco, Lucius and Hermione all arrived at platform 9¾ at 9:30. Lucius was eyeing Hermione up, depending on weather to trust Draco with her. He knew that his son could be cruel, and he was often an abusive boyfriend, if he wanted to be, but some how Lucius knew he wouldn't be like that to Hermione. This didn't bother Lucius for the most part, but with Hermione it was different. He knew Voldemort would never take someone hurting his child. It didn't matter that she was a mudblood. The only thing that mattered was that she was his daughter now. She was now Hermione Riddle, not Hermione Granger. He would just have to make sure no one figured out his plan.
Lucius watched Hermione walk, and he could tell she was wincing when she walked. This had nothing to do with her pregnancy, and he himself had not touched her, nor had there ever been a curse cast on her, he made sure of that. He then that his son had touched her, but he couldn't tell where. So, I am a good teacher after all! That's my boy! I hope he remembers to not make a mark some where noticeable to the common public. "Draco, Hermione, this is what will happen. Draco, you will go threw first. Hermione you will follow Draco and are to go straight to him. You understand me?"
"Yes," she muttered, and he could see the fear in her eyes.
She was scared, and he knew why. My son, I hope no one notices that. It will save your ass, and mine too if no one sees that. "Good. I will follow directly after you two and wait to see you both off on the Hogwarts Express. Draco, go."
Draco walked threw and Lucius turned to Hermione, "Child, I know he hurts you. I can see it in your eyes," he said and he could see that she thought he cared, "now mudblood, tell someone about him touching you, and I will personally harm you. Got it?"
"Yes, I understand," she muttered softly and walked threw the portal, not even caring that he never told her to go.
On the other side of the wall there were tons of people walking around meeting with friends they haven't seen in over two months. Where are Harry and Ron? I could use a good hug. on better thought, maybe not. It could be quite painful. She watched as Draco and Lucius put Draco's trunk on the train, and then proceeded to put hers on after. She was too scared to move. She thought that if she moved they would curse her, or that they would not allow her to go back to school.
"Hermione!" a voice called over the loud crowd.
She turned around and noticed the unruly black hair of her best friend Harry Potter, and right next to him was her other best friend Ron Weasley, who could be noticed in a crowd because of his bright red hair. They rushed over to her and they each strongly embraced her.
Lucius and Draco had each walked up when they heard her name being called and saw the embrace take place. They both watched her wince, but were very happy that she didn't show them her pain.
"How was your summer Hermione? Where did you go?" Harry asked her, excited and anxious to tell her that him and Sirius had moved into their own home.
Lucius and Draco both shot daggers at her, but smiled when she answered.
"Oh! Wonderful! I've experienced so many new things that you wouldn't believe, nor do you want to know. But don't worry! Sure enough everything will be explained!" she said sweetly, looking at both Malfoy's smugly.
"No, Granger, it won't be explained! Nothing will be explained! You understand me?" Draco said, outraged that she could get to him so easily.
"They're my best friends! You can't keep me from telling them!"
"I can and I will! Don't push me Granger, or should I say Riddle?" Draco said slyly.
"Don't you ever call me by that bastards last name!"
"HERMIONE!" Lucius screamed and she backed away, terrified.
"Hey, no offense, but he may be your master, but by hell, he is NOT my father. Don't look at me like that. He may be my father, by marriage, but he isn't by blood! I may be involved in your whacked out Death Eater stuff now, but that does not make me any less human! You can not control me like I am a dog! I am not your maid, and I am not your rag doll!" woah Hermione, where did you get all this from? Keep going before you chicken out. "Now, if you will excuse me, but me and MY FRIENDS have some important things to talk about."
"You move one step away from me and you will be sorry. Don't test what I can do!" Lucius said, with a look short of a mad man.
"Watch me!" Hermione turned around to step away but she was instantly grabbed around the waist and pulled towards Lucius's chest.
"Look, mudblood, you may be his daughter, but I don't give a damn! You better behave, or else I will have to take care of you, got it?" he said, sliding his hand under her skirt making sure that no one could see.
Hermione froze instantly and nodded her head. Lucius then let go of her and she scrambled out of his arms. Harry grabbed her, and held her to his side protectively.
"Well, so long. Draco, Hermione, I am sure you lot will see me sooner than you think," and with that said Lucius disappeared.
"Malfoy, what is this all about?" Ron asked getting angry.
"Oh calm yourself down Weasley! This doesn't concern either of you. Hermione, come."
"No. She isn't going with you she is staying with us. Go find the stupid gits you call friends!" Harry said, holding onto Hermione, refusing to let go of her.
"Fine. I have no time to waste on you lot anyway. Get lost Potter, Weasley, mudblood," Draco said walking off but turning around on a second thought, "oh, and Hermione?"
"Yes?"
"I'll see you tonight," he said slyly and walked away to find Crabbe and Goyle.
Harry slid his arm around Hermione's waist and guided her to the train. He knew something was wrong with her, there was no way she would have taken that verbal abuse any other day. He just needed her to trust him with the information that she was keeping from them. He knew she would tell sooner or later, but he needed to wait until she was ready to tell them.
Harry looked at her and he was amazed at what he saw. Wow! Her skirt is a lot shorter this year, I wonder why. She is a lot prettier too. How do you tell a girl, much less your best friend, you love them? He took one last look at her, and then slid his arm off her waist. As soon as he did that he saw the fear move into her eyes. She feels protected by me. Harry, don't be dumb! Hold her again! He then slid his arm around her waist again, and he saw the look of security go into her eyes.
"Hermione? You ok?" Harry asked her, "why don't we sit in this compartment guys?"
"What? Yeah I am fine! Oh crap guys! I need to go to the front compartment; you know head girl duties. Ron don't you have to go also? Prefect duties?"
"Oh you're right! Well let's go." Ron said turning around to walk to the front compartment.
Harry slid his arm off Hermione, and he pulled Ron to him.
"What is it Harry?"
"Ron, put your arm around her, protect her. Something is wrong, and she feels security from us. Just do it ok?"
"Yeah, Harry, anything."
"She looks lost and scared. Something is wrong."
"I see what you mean. Well, we gotta go, see you."
Ron walked away from Harry and slid his arm around her waist, just as Harry had done.
"Harry we will come back as soon as the meeting is over," Hermione said as her and Ron walked off.
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Harry got himself comfortable inside the compartment as he waited for Ron and Hermione to come back. He reclined on one of the seats and thought for awhile.
What could have happened to her over the summer to cause this to happen to her? Something happened, and I have a feeling the Malfoy's have something to do with it. Maybe she will tell us.
Wouldn't she have told us in a letter though? Well, no, not if they were checking the letters she was sending out. Maybe Dumbledore knows what happened, or maybe Snape. I really don't want to go to him for help, but this is Hermione, my best friend.
Harry sat there for awhile, and didn't notice the noise outside the compartment. When he finally noticed the noise, he got us to investigate, to see what it was. But when he opened up the compartment door, the site he saw he didn't expect. Well, it is kind of amusing if you ask me. He couldn't resist a smile.
"Ew Hermione! Couldn't you do that somewhere else?" Ron yelled, enraged that Hermione had just thrown up all over him.
"Haha! Hermione, nice aim! Sorry mate, but this is too funny. Let's get you cleaned up!" Harry said, motioning for Hermione and Ron to come into the compartment.
Once Ron was all cleaned up he turned to Hermione. "Hermione, what was that about? Are you not feeling well?"
"Guys, I think it is time we have a very serious talk. Please sit, and ask questions when I am done."
"Sure Hermione, please continue." Harry said, and Ron was nodding in agreement, and they both sat down.
"It started out in the beginning of summer, after I had gotten home. I was attacked by a group of Death Eaters, and they took my mum and I. I know what you're thinking, 'why are you still alive?' well, this group of Death Eaters had a different idea. As you know Draco's mother had died, and Lucius was ordered to marry someone, a muggle, and was ordered to make an heir for Voldemort. With my wonderful luck, it was my mum that was chosen, and I was taken to produce an heir for Malfoy. Not Lucius's heir, but Draco's heir. Draco then seduced me, and well, you can use your brain for the rest of that description. I was then held in a room in Malfoy manor for two weeks, and I didn't know why.
"When I had been allowed to leave the room, which I think was a dungeon, I was taken to a small group of Death Eaters. Among those Death Eaters was Snape, Wormtail, Lucius, my mum, and Voldemort. I was a bit surprised but Voldemort treated me nicely. I was then informed that my mother had married Voldemort, not Lucius, making me Voldemort's daughter. I was then tested, made to swallow a potion, which told me I was pregnant. Also just recently I found out that I am only not having Malfoy's heir, but I am having two of his heirs. I am having twins.
"Draco this morning got mad at me," Hermione, stopped for a second and was unsure weather to continue her story. She knew she had to but she was scared of Harry and Ron's reactions to what she was about to say. Just keep going Hermione! Tell them! "He-he got mad at me. Guys, he- Oh guys! He raped me!" she then started crying.
Harry pulled her into his lap to try and comfort her, and he noticed her wince when he sat her down. That's odd. "Oh Hermione it is ok love. We are here for you now, we will protect you," he said soothingly.
"Guys you-"
"You can't protect her. She is head girl and she will be living in the same tower as me!" Draco cut in, when he noticed what she was telling them. He didn't mean to ease drop, he was just walking by, but when he heard rape he knew it was Hermione.
"You will not harm her!" Ron said, pulling out his wand.
"I can if I want. This is my fiancé you are touching, and I will not have that. Get your hands off her Potter!" Draco screamed in rage.
A few people stuck their heads out to see what the commotion was but when they saw how angry Draco was they thought better of it and went back into their compartments.
"Over my dead body!" Harry yelled.
"Hermione, come!" Draco screamed motioning for Hermione to come to him.
Harry's grip got tighter but Hermione wiggled out of it. She whimpered as she walked over to him and winced when he slid his hand over her arse.
"You want to see what I've done? You can't help her. It won't work I can do as I please. Want to see my work? I am sure you both will be pleased."
"Draco please don't! I'm begging you, please don't!"
The Malfoy sneer planted itself on his face and he had an evil look in his eye. He then muttered a spell and all of her clothes fell to the ground.
Hermione didn't even try to cover herself. She just started crying. She knew what Ron and Harry would see and she was terrified of what they would think of her.
It took awhile for what Hermione looked like to set into Harry's brain, but when he realized what he was looking at, he got angry. Not at Hermione, but at Draco. Her body, so beautiful, but now, now it is all bruises. What has this monster done to her!
Ron on the other hand didn't even think twice when the robes fell to the ground. He wanted to curse Draco to death, and he wanted to hurt him. Oh Hermione, how did we not think anything of you not owling us all summer? We are so dumb.
"Oh Hermione-" Harry started.
"Please Harry, don't be sorry for me. Just don't. This is my fault, I am a good for nothing Death Eater's whore."
"No you aren't Hermione! Stop-" Harry said, trying to hold Hermione.
"No! Don't touch me, please don't touch me." Hermione said, backing away from Harry.
"Hermione please, let us help you!" Ron said, trying to hold Hermione into an embrace also.
"No! Don't touch me! I wasn't kidding! Don't touch me!" Hermione said, started to cry again.
"Hermione, why all this crying?" Draco said, trying to get close to her.
"NO! YOU BASTARD! YOU DID THIS TO ME! DON'T YOU COME NEAR ME! GO AWAY! DON'T TOUCH ME!"
"Hermione? Why won't you let us touch you? You let Harry and I touch you earlier." Ron said, while his mind was whirling. Get Ginny. Maybe she can help.
"I don't know, I just don't know." Hermione said. She then sat on the floor, and wrapped her arms around her legs and started rocking back and forth muttering to herself. "I'm a whore. I'm a whore." She had a dazed look on her face, and her eyes were glazed over. She looked like she was living in another world, like she wasn't connected to this world anymore.
"Harry, get Ginny."
Harry then left to get Ginny, while Draco and Ron sat down and watched as Hermione started rocking back and forth again, also muttering again, but this time she was muttering, "I am worthless."
Harry then returned with Ginny, and Ginny ran over to her friend. Hermione scrabbled into her friend's arm and started crying.
"Hermione, love, I am here. It's okay. Shh." Ginny said, soothing her.
"You guys mention this to Dumbledore and I will make sure that you guys never see her again!" Draco said, and then swiftly left.
"Guys, we need to tell someone! She can't go on living like this!" Ginny said.
"You heard Draco, he will make sure we never see her again." Ron said.
"Ron you can be so hard headed sometimes! Harry hand me her school robe, we need to cover her up." Ginny said.
Harry handed Ginny Hermione's school robe, and Ginny placed it around Hermione's body.
"Harry take her, I need to get up."
Harry then walked over, and picked Hermione up off of Ginny. Hermione then flung her arms around his neck. "It must be Malfoy's presence then, because now she will let me touch her."
"Guys, why would his presence only bother her it doesn't make sense. I only know that she was raped, and sometime she will tell me the full story, but we are almost at Hogwarts. We need to figure out what we are going to do." Ginny said, sitting down next to Ron.
Harry sat down across from Ginny and Ron, and cradled Hermione in his lap. "Well, we can't tell Dumbledore, but we can tell Snape. Snape will know because he is a Death Eater, which is scary, but I think he can help."
"Good idea! Ginny, you go to the school owlary and send Snape an owl. We will take Hermione to the potion's classroom, and wait for Snape to come. Harry you can carry her right?"
"Yeah, no problem Ron. Ginny I would suggest you staying with us too, or else Malfoy might think it is strange that you are in the Great Hall, but us three are not."
"You're right. Well let's get ready!"
"Hermione? Love? Listen to me." Harry said, shaking Hermione to get her attention.
"What is it Harry?" Hermione said from his lap.
"We are going to take you to the potions classroom, you need to get fixed up. You will need to walk to the castle, and then I will carry you, ok?"
"Yeah Harry," Hermione said, "and Harry?"
"Yeah?"
"Thank you." Hermione said, and then fell asleep in Harry's arms.
God I love this girl. Damn Draco! Harry then looked out the window, and when he saw the castle come into view he turned to Ron and Ginny, who were playing a game of Wizard's Chess, and let them know that it was time to get their plan into action.HaHhhhHHarr
