Disclaimer: I still do not own any of the characters in this story. J.K.
Rowling and Warner Brothers own them. There is rape in this chapter.
Thanks so much to J.E.A.R.K.Potter for such a wonderful review! She will be
included as a character in this section. In response to her suggestion,
here is Chapter 2.
"Harry..." Hermione started, but before she could get any more words out, Draco Malfoy butted in, "Look, Potter, Granger and I are together. You would do well to keep your nose out of our business." With that, Draco strutted out of the compartment and back up to the one he shared with Crabbe and Goyle. As soon as he had left, Hermione had sat in a seat and begun crying. Harry sat down next to her and softly said, "Hermione? Is Malfoy telling the truth?" Hermione silently nodded her head yes, looking at him with teary eyes. Harry's heart had turned to ice; Draco Malfoy had the love of his life. The rest of the ride to Hogwarts was silent and awkward, as they were the only two in the compartment- no one else had come back to find them.
At Hogwarts, Harry soon learned that Draco had no intention of letting it slip out that he was dating a "Mudblood". The strangest part was that Hermione seemed to care less. The only reason that he knew the two were still dating is that he often saw Hermione leaving late at night to meet Draco. When he confronted Hermione about this behavior, she became very agitated ("You know, Harry, what I do is really my own business! I don't need you judging me!") and ran off. Hermione was too thin and Harry saw what looked like bite marks on her back. One night, Harry decided to follow Hermione. Silently, creeping behind her in an invisibility cloak, Harry followed Hermione to a small, dank unused classroom. The room was on the first floor and appeared to have not been used since Dumbledore was a student.
Hermione removed her robes. Harry gasped as he saw she was wearing a tight camisole and an itty, bitty mini skirt. He had to hold in his breath as Hermione looked around to find the location of the sound. When she found nothing, she turned backwards and sat down in a chair. Harry noticed she was weeping. He never wanted anything more than he did to comfort her at that moment. SLAM. Harry whipped around and burst into anger. Draco Malfoy strutted across the room and walked straight up to Hermione. "Well, Mudblood? You know the deal, don't you?" Hermione nodded her head and began to kiss him. Midway through the kiss, Draco slapped Hermione and she fell to the floor. Harry could barely restrain himself. Then, a moment later, he realized his attempts would be futile as Draco placed a Jualadus charm on them. (AN: I made up this charm- basically it is like a cube that looks like ice from the outside and cannot be broken into without the person in it's consent.) Draco picked up Hermione and ripped her tiny camisole off. He grasped her breasts and gripped them so hard, Hermione cried out in pain. "What did I say, Granger? No noises!" Draco bit Hermione's neck. Harry could tell that he had drawn blood. Harry was at a loss for what to do- he couldn't go get help because Draco would hear the door close. He couldn't get into the cube and showing himself would probably only make Malfoy want to hurt Hermione more. All Harry could do was sit and watch, traumatized.
Draco had slipped his hand up Hermione's skirt and ripped off her underwear. He then commanded, "Pleasure me, you worthless thing." Draco zipped open his fly and pulled out his dick. He then took Hermione's head and slammed it against his cock. This continued, Hermione almost gagging, for several minutes. Abruptly, Draco punched Hermione in the chest and forced her onto the floor. Draco ripped Hermione's bra off and and the remainder of her close. Hermione got onto her hands and knees, as though she knew the procedure. Draco moved towards Hermione....Oh my god, I can't believe I am seeing this. There must be something I can do, Harry thought helplessly. His attention was drawn back to the cube by a scream of pain. Draco had forced himself into Hermione and was drilling into her over again. Draco clapped his hand over her mouth and continued his business until he emptied into her with a powerful groan. As Draco pulled away, Harry nearly threw up at the site. Where Draco been driving into only seconds before was red, bruised, and bleeding. "Get out of my site, Mudblood. And you better be here next time as well." With that Draco threw on the rest of his clothes and strutted out. Hermione lay on the floor sobbing. Harry knew that as much as her wanted, he couldn't do anything now because she would be even worse off knowing he had seen it. Making one of the hardest decisions he had ever made, he shakily got to his feet and walked out the door. Looking down, Harry realized with a gag of disgust that he had a hard-on. He went as quickly as he could to the Gryffindor common room and took a long shower.
When Harry had finished with his shower, he realized he had taken no clean clothes with him. Silently refusing to ever put back on the clothes he just had been wearing, Harry wrapped a towel around his waist and walked into the common room. It was late, and Harry didn't see anyone in the common room. Just as he had placed his first step on the staircase, he heard the Fat Lady's door open and close. "Harry!!"
"Harry..." Hermione started, but before she could get any more words out, Draco Malfoy butted in, "Look, Potter, Granger and I are together. You would do well to keep your nose out of our business." With that, Draco strutted out of the compartment and back up to the one he shared with Crabbe and Goyle. As soon as he had left, Hermione had sat in a seat and begun crying. Harry sat down next to her and softly said, "Hermione? Is Malfoy telling the truth?" Hermione silently nodded her head yes, looking at him with teary eyes. Harry's heart had turned to ice; Draco Malfoy had the love of his life. The rest of the ride to Hogwarts was silent and awkward, as they were the only two in the compartment- no one else had come back to find them.
At Hogwarts, Harry soon learned that Draco had no intention of letting it slip out that he was dating a "Mudblood". The strangest part was that Hermione seemed to care less. The only reason that he knew the two were still dating is that he often saw Hermione leaving late at night to meet Draco. When he confronted Hermione about this behavior, she became very agitated ("You know, Harry, what I do is really my own business! I don't need you judging me!") and ran off. Hermione was too thin and Harry saw what looked like bite marks on her back. One night, Harry decided to follow Hermione. Silently, creeping behind her in an invisibility cloak, Harry followed Hermione to a small, dank unused classroom. The room was on the first floor and appeared to have not been used since Dumbledore was a student.
Hermione removed her robes. Harry gasped as he saw she was wearing a tight camisole and an itty, bitty mini skirt. He had to hold in his breath as Hermione looked around to find the location of the sound. When she found nothing, she turned backwards and sat down in a chair. Harry noticed she was weeping. He never wanted anything more than he did to comfort her at that moment. SLAM. Harry whipped around and burst into anger. Draco Malfoy strutted across the room and walked straight up to Hermione. "Well, Mudblood? You know the deal, don't you?" Hermione nodded her head and began to kiss him. Midway through the kiss, Draco slapped Hermione and she fell to the floor. Harry could barely restrain himself. Then, a moment later, he realized his attempts would be futile as Draco placed a Jualadus charm on them. (AN: I made up this charm- basically it is like a cube that looks like ice from the outside and cannot be broken into without the person in it's consent.) Draco picked up Hermione and ripped her tiny camisole off. He grasped her breasts and gripped them so hard, Hermione cried out in pain. "What did I say, Granger? No noises!" Draco bit Hermione's neck. Harry could tell that he had drawn blood. Harry was at a loss for what to do- he couldn't go get help because Draco would hear the door close. He couldn't get into the cube and showing himself would probably only make Malfoy want to hurt Hermione more. All Harry could do was sit and watch, traumatized.
Draco had slipped his hand up Hermione's skirt and ripped off her underwear. He then commanded, "Pleasure me, you worthless thing." Draco zipped open his fly and pulled out his dick. He then took Hermione's head and slammed it against his cock. This continued, Hermione almost gagging, for several minutes. Abruptly, Draco punched Hermione in the chest and forced her onto the floor. Draco ripped Hermione's bra off and and the remainder of her close. Hermione got onto her hands and knees, as though she knew the procedure. Draco moved towards Hermione....Oh my god, I can't believe I am seeing this. There must be something I can do, Harry thought helplessly. His attention was drawn back to the cube by a scream of pain. Draco had forced himself into Hermione and was drilling into her over again. Draco clapped his hand over her mouth and continued his business until he emptied into her with a powerful groan. As Draco pulled away, Harry nearly threw up at the site. Where Draco been driving into only seconds before was red, bruised, and bleeding. "Get out of my site, Mudblood. And you better be here next time as well." With that Draco threw on the rest of his clothes and strutted out. Hermione lay on the floor sobbing. Harry knew that as much as her wanted, he couldn't do anything now because she would be even worse off knowing he had seen it. Making one of the hardest decisions he had ever made, he shakily got to his feet and walked out the door. Looking down, Harry realized with a gag of disgust that he had a hard-on. He went as quickly as he could to the Gryffindor common room and took a long shower.
When Harry had finished with his shower, he realized he had taken no clean clothes with him. Silently refusing to ever put back on the clothes he just had been wearing, Harry wrapped a towel around his waist and walked into the common room. It was late, and Harry didn't see anyone in the common room. Just as he had placed his first step on the staircase, he heard the Fat Lady's door open and close. "Harry!!"