Ok Im back sorry that took so long but I figure I'd better update sooner or later right??
"Harry... no... stop... I love Harry... no... I can't do this your his..." Hermione's eyes shot open as she sat straight up in bed tears filling her eyes. She pulled her blanket tight around her body and began weeping into her knees.
"Hermione how could you..." she asked herself, "why him?? Anyone but him..." Hermione allowed the thick streams of tears to cascade down her cheeks for another twenty minutes before she looked at her clock, 4am, she got up from bed wrapping the blanket tight around herself as she made her way to the kitchen and opened up a quart of rocky road icecream.
Harry was off visiting Hagrid since last night and wasn't planning on being home until late that evening or early the next morning. Sitting in the kitchen she forgot her icecream and simply stared into the darkness listening to the soothing sounds of the rain falling heavily upon the roof. "click"
Hermione looked up hearing the front door's lock being turned, wiping the tears from her eyes Hermione put on her best smile and headed to meet Harry who had obviously gotten back sooner than expected. "Harry dear I was just..." Hermione's jaw dropped and the tears began to well up in her eyes again blurring her vision... but she knew who was standing at the door, staring at her with her spare key in his left hand drenched from the rain.
"R-R-Ron what are you doing here? I thought you were going back to visit your mum for a few weeks..." Hermione backed up as Ron shut the door behind him, removed his jacket and began approaching her.
"Well I couldn't very well just leave you here alone while Harry's gone now could I?? What kind of friend would that make me?" Hermione reached the back wall recalling all that had happened that night... the things she remebered in her dream came flooding back to her all at once.
"It would simply show what kind of person you really are because you sure as hell aren't Harry's friend." Hermione stood firm as Ron closed in, " What in bloody hell are you talking about? O you mean that night when you cheated on your boyfriend with a man who has loved you forever... the man that you told you didn't want to ruin any friendships then began dating your friend and my best friend?!? Is that what you mean?" Ron stopped a few feet away from Hermione.
"Because to me that just makes you a horrible girlfriend and an even worse friend Hermione and..." Ron was cut off.
"NO you've got it wrong Ron... you are the man that took advantage of your "best friend's" girlfriend when she was drunk... that Ronald Weesley is what kind of a person you are... I think you had better get the hell out of my house... NOW!!" Hermione pointed her index finger towards the door trying to seem unfrightened but in truth was so scared her knees where shaking.
Ron smiled sweetly and laughed gently, "Oh Hermione so strong and independent. That's exactly why I don't get why you're with Harry. I mean come on without you and me he would have been dead his first year at Hogwarts... admit it. You love me I know you do that's why that night even happened... I love you, you love me and Harry is just a third wheel who should be discarded." Ron's big green eyes began noticing Hermione's sheet.
"Look Ron you don't know what you're talking about, Harry has saved her ass countless times... you should be grateful..." Hermione jumped as Ron slammed his fist against the wall causing it to shake.
"GRATEFUL!! GRATEFUL!!! He stole the girl I loved, he stole all my family's attention and affection. I couldn't go anywhere without hearing something about Harry Potter... even in my own fucking home!! My mum was constantly asking about him, dad couldn't get enough of him and everyone else loved hearing about him. Well no more he took EVERYTHING... but... there is one thing I can get back that I've been trying to get back for years..." Ron ran his finger up and down Hermione's bare arm while simultaneously looking from her face to her sheet.
"Ron look... hey stop it... Ron stop... don't touch me!! Ron I don't love you or want you please I won't say anything to anyone if you just leave..." Ron reached up wiping a tear that was running down Hermione's face.
"Don't cry... please don't cry... I promise this will be the best night of your life... even better than last time." Ron caressed Hermione's face and began closing in for a kiss.
Hermione knowing she had to stop him began to struggle and push away, Ron grabbed her by her wrists pinning them to the wall. Hermione turned her face away continually trying to avoid Ron's lips, "Hermione I love you... don't fight... just give me a chance..."
Hermione's tears began spilling down her face, "NOOOOOO!!! LET ME GO!!! HEL...." Suddenly Ron pressed his lips against Hermione roughly kissing her silencing her screams.
Shoving his hand over her mouth Ron pulled Hermione to her bed and laid her down carefully avoiding her kicking legs and swinging arms which she had pulled loose. Finally getting a slight advantage Hermione began biting Ron on the hand, kicking with all her might, and clawing at any part of his body she could reach.
"Aaaahhhh!!!" Ron yelled as Hermione scratched up his back causing blood to come out covering the back of his shirt. Ron pulled back his hand and slapped Hermione across her face causing her to yelp in pain and put her hands to her face. At that moment Ron reached up and held Hermione's hands above her head and straddled her, he quickly ripped the sheet away from her body exposing a purple lace langerie set.
In a final desperate attempt to escape Hermione wrenched her knee up hitting Ron between the legs, he became winded and tumbled sideways clutching himself curled in a fetal position.
Hermione dashed to the front door, she fumbled with the lock for a moment then stopped, listening. She heard nothing no moans, no footsteps, nothing. Relizing her chance she started again with the lock then gasped as Ron's hand clasped back over her mouth and he dragged her back to the bedroom.
Ron threw her roughly to the bed with tremendous force, he smacked her across the face one more time, Hermione continued to struggle so Ron reached back and "wham!!" his fist connected with her head and suddenly everything went black...
Hope that wasn't too bad... just praying that Im not too rusty... well thanx for reading pretty pretty please review.
Da shibster
"Harry... no... stop... I love Harry... no... I can't do this your his..." Hermione's eyes shot open as she sat straight up in bed tears filling her eyes. She pulled her blanket tight around her body and began weeping into her knees.
"Hermione how could you..." she asked herself, "why him?? Anyone but him..." Hermione allowed the thick streams of tears to cascade down her cheeks for another twenty minutes before she looked at her clock, 4am, she got up from bed wrapping the blanket tight around herself as she made her way to the kitchen and opened up a quart of rocky road icecream.
Harry was off visiting Hagrid since last night and wasn't planning on being home until late that evening or early the next morning. Sitting in the kitchen she forgot her icecream and simply stared into the darkness listening to the soothing sounds of the rain falling heavily upon the roof. "click"
Hermione looked up hearing the front door's lock being turned, wiping the tears from her eyes Hermione put on her best smile and headed to meet Harry who had obviously gotten back sooner than expected. "Harry dear I was just..." Hermione's jaw dropped and the tears began to well up in her eyes again blurring her vision... but she knew who was standing at the door, staring at her with her spare key in his left hand drenched from the rain.
"R-R-Ron what are you doing here? I thought you were going back to visit your mum for a few weeks..." Hermione backed up as Ron shut the door behind him, removed his jacket and began approaching her.
"Well I couldn't very well just leave you here alone while Harry's gone now could I?? What kind of friend would that make me?" Hermione reached the back wall recalling all that had happened that night... the things she remebered in her dream came flooding back to her all at once.
"It would simply show what kind of person you really are because you sure as hell aren't Harry's friend." Hermione stood firm as Ron closed in, " What in bloody hell are you talking about? O you mean that night when you cheated on your boyfriend with a man who has loved you forever... the man that you told you didn't want to ruin any friendships then began dating your friend and my best friend?!? Is that what you mean?" Ron stopped a few feet away from Hermione.
"Because to me that just makes you a horrible girlfriend and an even worse friend Hermione and..." Ron was cut off.
"NO you've got it wrong Ron... you are the man that took advantage of your "best friend's" girlfriend when she was drunk... that Ronald Weesley is what kind of a person you are... I think you had better get the hell out of my house... NOW!!" Hermione pointed her index finger towards the door trying to seem unfrightened but in truth was so scared her knees where shaking.
Ron smiled sweetly and laughed gently, "Oh Hermione so strong and independent. That's exactly why I don't get why you're with Harry. I mean come on without you and me he would have been dead his first year at Hogwarts... admit it. You love me I know you do that's why that night even happened... I love you, you love me and Harry is just a third wheel who should be discarded." Ron's big green eyes began noticing Hermione's sheet.
"Look Ron you don't know what you're talking about, Harry has saved her ass countless times... you should be grateful..." Hermione jumped as Ron slammed his fist against the wall causing it to shake.
"GRATEFUL!! GRATEFUL!!! He stole the girl I loved, he stole all my family's attention and affection. I couldn't go anywhere without hearing something about Harry Potter... even in my own fucking home!! My mum was constantly asking about him, dad couldn't get enough of him and everyone else loved hearing about him. Well no more he took EVERYTHING... but... there is one thing I can get back that I've been trying to get back for years..." Ron ran his finger up and down Hermione's bare arm while simultaneously looking from her face to her sheet.
"Ron look... hey stop it... Ron stop... don't touch me!! Ron I don't love you or want you please I won't say anything to anyone if you just leave..." Ron reached up wiping a tear that was running down Hermione's face.
"Don't cry... please don't cry... I promise this will be the best night of your life... even better than last time." Ron caressed Hermione's face and began closing in for a kiss.
Hermione knowing she had to stop him began to struggle and push away, Ron grabbed her by her wrists pinning them to the wall. Hermione turned her face away continually trying to avoid Ron's lips, "Hermione I love you... don't fight... just give me a chance..."
Hermione's tears began spilling down her face, "NOOOOOO!!! LET ME GO!!! HEL...." Suddenly Ron pressed his lips against Hermione roughly kissing her silencing her screams.
Shoving his hand over her mouth Ron pulled Hermione to her bed and laid her down carefully avoiding her kicking legs and swinging arms which she had pulled loose. Finally getting a slight advantage Hermione began biting Ron on the hand, kicking with all her might, and clawing at any part of his body she could reach.
"Aaaahhhh!!!" Ron yelled as Hermione scratched up his back causing blood to come out covering the back of his shirt. Ron pulled back his hand and slapped Hermione across her face causing her to yelp in pain and put her hands to her face. At that moment Ron reached up and held Hermione's hands above her head and straddled her, he quickly ripped the sheet away from her body exposing a purple lace langerie set.
In a final desperate attempt to escape Hermione wrenched her knee up hitting Ron between the legs, he became winded and tumbled sideways clutching himself curled in a fetal position.
Hermione dashed to the front door, she fumbled with the lock for a moment then stopped, listening. She heard nothing no moans, no footsteps, nothing. Relizing her chance she started again with the lock then gasped as Ron's hand clasped back over her mouth and he dragged her back to the bedroom.
Ron threw her roughly to the bed with tremendous force, he smacked her across the face one more time, Hermione continued to struggle so Ron reached back and "wham!!" his fist connected with her head and suddenly everything went black...
Hope that wasn't too bad... just praying that Im not too rusty... well thanx for reading pretty pretty please review.
Da shibster