Chapter 7: Out in the Hall
"Hey, where did Hermione go? She wasn't in the common room. And Lavender told me she didn't come back to her dorm last night."
"I dunno I saw her yesterday at the library. She told me that she was doing some extra stuff for that damn essay for Snape. She probably fell asleep there again."
"Damn, I forgot that essay."
"Its ok, we don't have him 'til 30 minutes."
Harry and Ron quickly dismissed the disappearance of Hermione, but someone didn't. Someone who was at the library this morning didn't see her there. And this someone has suddenly developed a queer interest in her. Someone who's been watching her since she got on the train. Someone who was close to Clint . . .
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Draco Malfoy was yawning as he walked in the Great Hall. He glanced around the hall and was surprised to find someone missing. If you asked him last year, he wouldn't even have noticed this girl but ever since he laid eyes on her the beginning of this year, he had suddenly been taken away by her and her hidden secret. Not that he knows what it was but he wanted to find out.
So he was crossing the Gryffindor table when he heard her two best friends neglecting her disappearance. He hesitated and continued to make his way to the Slytherin table, taking a seat across from the popular 7th years, in specification, in front of Clint.
"Hey Clint, where were you last night?"
"O you know, fell asleep at the library."
"Sure."
Library? What's with libraries this morning? Clint and Hermione? I did see them alone in that compartment that day. Hermione seemed to be in trouble . . .
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Sometime that night Hermione passed out again. When she came back around she was disappointed in what she found; she hoped that last night was all a bad dream. It wasn't.
Her chest sting with pain. If she looks down she could see the serpent in between her breast. She tried to avoid looking at it. Each time she sees it, she starts to cry.
She was afraid of what will happen that night. She closed her eyes, trying to shut the pain and fear away . . .
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The door opened and shut. The sound of someone's shoe clicking against the ground could be heard.
"Just where I left you."
Hermione shivered at the sound of that voice.
"I had a hard day so why don't you pleasure me."
Before she knew it, Clint was again naked and pinning her down.
He, once again, engaged her in pain she never experienced. Her vagina was still sore. She couldn't take it. She screamed and shouted for help each time he pushed himself into her.
"Why don't you save your breath? No one can hear you!"
"It hurts . . . please stop . . . please"
"Well of course it hurts, but it'll hurt even more if you don't started acting like you enjoy it."
"Please-"
But before she could finish her plead he pushed himself in deeper than before and yanked it out in less than a millisecond. Hermione screamed her voice hoarse.
Before the echo of her scream died down, he was already pushing in and out. Hermione cried in pain.
"Please . . . stop!"
"MOAN!"
She let out a few fake moans before she passed out in pain.
Early the next morning, he finally finished and unlocked Hermione's chains and dressed her back into her uniform and left her out in the middle of the hall and quickly left the dungeon.
One of the teachers found her and brought her to the hospital wing, waiting for her to come around to question her about why she was in the dungeon, why she skipped a whole day of class, and why she was out cold.
"Hey, where did Hermione go? She wasn't in the common room. And Lavender told me she didn't come back to her dorm last night."
"I dunno I saw her yesterday at the library. She told me that she was doing some extra stuff for that damn essay for Snape. She probably fell asleep there again."
"Damn, I forgot that essay."
"Its ok, we don't have him 'til 30 minutes."
Harry and Ron quickly dismissed the disappearance of Hermione, but someone didn't. Someone who was at the library this morning didn't see her there. And this someone has suddenly developed a queer interest in her. Someone who's been watching her since she got on the train. Someone who was close to Clint . . .
*~*~*~*~*
Draco Malfoy was yawning as he walked in the Great Hall. He glanced around the hall and was surprised to find someone missing. If you asked him last year, he wouldn't even have noticed this girl but ever since he laid eyes on her the beginning of this year, he had suddenly been taken away by her and her hidden secret. Not that he knows what it was but he wanted to find out.
So he was crossing the Gryffindor table when he heard her two best friends neglecting her disappearance. He hesitated and continued to make his way to the Slytherin table, taking a seat across from the popular 7th years, in specification, in front of Clint.
"Hey Clint, where were you last night?"
"O you know, fell asleep at the library."
"Sure."
Library? What's with libraries this morning? Clint and Hermione? I did see them alone in that compartment that day. Hermione seemed to be in trouble . . .
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Sometime that night Hermione passed out again. When she came back around she was disappointed in what she found; she hoped that last night was all a bad dream. It wasn't.
Her chest sting with pain. If she looks down she could see the serpent in between her breast. She tried to avoid looking at it. Each time she sees it, she starts to cry.
She was afraid of what will happen that night. She closed her eyes, trying to shut the pain and fear away . . .
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The door opened and shut. The sound of someone's shoe clicking against the ground could be heard.
"Just where I left you."
Hermione shivered at the sound of that voice.
"I had a hard day so why don't you pleasure me."
Before she knew it, Clint was again naked and pinning her down.
He, once again, engaged her in pain she never experienced. Her vagina was still sore. She couldn't take it. She screamed and shouted for help each time he pushed himself into her.
"Why don't you save your breath? No one can hear you!"
"It hurts . . . please stop . . . please"
"Well of course it hurts, but it'll hurt even more if you don't started acting like you enjoy it."
"Please-"
But before she could finish her plead he pushed himself in deeper than before and yanked it out in less than a millisecond. Hermione screamed her voice hoarse.
Before the echo of her scream died down, he was already pushing in and out. Hermione cried in pain.
"Please . . . stop!"
"MOAN!"
She let out a few fake moans before she passed out in pain.
Early the next morning, he finally finished and unlocked Hermione's chains and dressed her back into her uniform and left her out in the middle of the hall and quickly left the dungeon.
One of the teachers found her and brought her to the hospital wing, waiting for her to come around to question her about why she was in the dungeon, why she skipped a whole day of class, and why she was out cold.