Forever Yours

Chapter Ten

"Hey baby, can I by you a drink?" He asked, placing his arm around her shoulders. Hermione shifted on the stool uncomfortably. She shook her head no as he sat down. "No, thank you." He took his arm back and sat on the stool near the bar, next to her. "What are you doing here if you won't even let an interested man get you a drink?" He asked, his hand moving over hers. She looked at his hand that was now covering her small hand, then she looked to him.

The only part Hermione had heard was the 'interested' part. Was this a man that would give her the money she needed? Hermione realized that this might be the only man that is attracted to her through her whole time here. She needed the money and this is the way she planned on getting it. She switched her mood. She was going to give him what he wanted, even if it was the exact opposite of what she wanted.

She looked into his dark, black, eyes and smiled. "I think I'll take that drink." Hermione told him, and he ordered two. "So, babe, what's your name?" Hermione looked away from him. She didn't know if she should tell him or not. "Elizabeth, and yours?" Hermione said, thinking of one of her favorite characters in a book. He sighed, and chuckled. "Gary. You have a beautiful name... Elizabeth." He added. The bartender put their glasses on the counter and Gary passed Hermione's to her.

Hermione thanked him, and faked taking a sip. She couldn't drink. She had promised herself she would remember that, and she did. Her pain in her stomach reminded her, as she brought the glass to her lips. Hermione put down the glass, and turned her head toward the door. She really wished she could be out right now, but she couldn't.

She didn't see Gary take her drink, as her eyes were on the door. She didn't see him put white powder in there, or stir her glass at all. He placed her glass were it was before, and just then Hermione turned to him and smiled. "Have some more of your drink," he said, his brown hair falling in his eyes as he pushed her glass over to her. "And then we can have some fun." He told her. Hermione smiled and faked taking a sip again.

The music was so loud that Hermione didn't hear footsteps approaching her and Gary. Gary put his hand on her barely covered thigh and got Hermione's attention. Hermione looked down to his hand. It was on her thigh, just below the small red skirt she was told to wear. Hermione had a strapless red top as well as long red boots. The perfect out fit for a hooker. Hermione was very uncomfortable in this outfit. She wasn't used to being so exposed. Sure she was when she was with Draco or Ron, but this was in public and there was no pleasure in wearing it.

"Want to go to a room?" Gary asked her. She nodded immediately, trying to seem calm. "First," Gary said slowly, as she was standing up, "take another sip of your drink." Hermione did. She didn't think there was any bad reason that Gary would asked her to do it, so she did it. She put down her glass and took his hand he had been holding out for her.

He lead her to a room up the stairs, not knowing that he was being followed closely. They reached a room and Gary started to unlock the door. He opened it, and just then someone gently pushed Hermione out of the way, and made his way to Gary. Just as Gary turned around to allow Hermione in, the man in a black cloak grabbed him by his shirt and raised him against the wall.

"What the fuck to you think your doing? Spiking her drink! Trying to get her to sleep with you!" The man yelled, while punching Gary. Hermione was in the corner, frightened. She wasn't sure what was happening. With one more punch the man in the cloak yelled, "She fucking pregnant!" He threw Gary down the steps. Gary was fine. He got up, holding his nose, and ran.

Hermione was whimpering as the man in the cloak was breathing heavily. He stared at the girl in the corner, who was sitting, hugging her knees as best she could. He walked over to her. "Hermione? Are you ok?" He asked, and she was whimpering more as he touched her knee. She tried to move so his hand would leave her knee. She continued to cry when he wouldn't take his hand form her knee.

The man lowered his hood and Hermione gasped, her eyes still filled with tears, as she saw the blond hair. "Shh, Hermione, its me."

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