TITLE:
Plus two makes three
SUMMARY:
Hermione Granger was an ordinary, brainy girl who attended a school for witchcraft and wizardry…until she was raped.
AUTHOR:
TomFeltonzBride
CH 2: The confessions of a rapist
"I can't believe I screwed a mudblood!" he said aloud sitting in a chair in the kitchen of a cabin.
"Uh, sir, what's a mudblood?"
"None of your business. Get me Brode."
"Sir."
"Brode." He said acknowledging his presence. "Sit."
"Did you need something?"
"I need you to find Hermione Granger, by any means. I think she's pregnant with my child. No matter how my parents are to handle this, I think she has the right to know." Then he started to whisper to himself. "God, I can't believe, I thought she was just a muggle. Wow. I have a heart. That's just a scary thought. But all I know it's still black."
He looked around the cabin. I know I wanted to be disowned by my stupid father. I thought a muggle would be good enough. I guess a mudblood is even better!
My parents are going to hate me...
YES!
At least I don't have to live with them any more. Now that I'm of age, I have my own mansion, a car, and my own servants. Those filthy little buggers. (Meaning the house elves)
But Granger has ugly brown frizzy hair! Not nice straight burgundy hair! That's why I didn't recognize her!
-Three months later-
"Uh, sir? We still can't find her."
"It's been three months, you STILL can't find her?"
"N...no sir."
"Never mind! I'll just write her a friggin letter!" like that'll help
Granger,
I think you are holding a child- aren't you? I know because I think it's mine. I know your going to hate me. You already do. When you get this letter, write me back, we can meet somewhere and I can explain EVERYTHING!
Slytherin Prince
I hope she doesn't figure out who I am till we meet. If she does figure it out, she might not show up.
Hermione was sitting in her room when a hawk started to tap on her window. Who could be writing to me, or anyone, at this time of night? She went to open the window, and then Dora woke up.
"What? Who is that?"
"It's me, Hermione. There's an owl, er- hawk at the window. I think someone's writing one of us!"
That woke Dora up completely.
"Hurry!"
"I am!" Hermione then opened the letter. After reading it, her jaw dropped open. Literally.
"What?"
Hermione didn't want to hand her the letter. She still didn't tell them exactly how she got pregnant. They think she got pregnant the 'normal' way.
"Oh, n…nothing! I, uh, it's from, my, uh…Ron!" she said the first name that popped into her head.
"Yea, sure. You don't have to lie, just tell me it's personal, I won't try to pry into your personal life! You know that!"
"I know, I'm sorry! I just, I don't know! It's just so confusing! And I'm also scared!"
"Do you want to talk about it?"
Hermione was silent for a while.
"Like I said, you don't have to tell me."
"No, I do. Wake Zach up, I wanna tell her to." She said after thinking a while.
"Zach, wake up!"
"Wha-?"
"Hermione's going to tell us something."
"Okay, I'm awake…" after a while she said, "Spill!"
"Hermione what's wrong?"
Hermione was crying into her pillow.
"Nothing. Well, okay, you know how I never told you who the father of my child is? Well, that's because I don't know myself. I was raped about three months ago. I had no idea who it was, or even where I was."
"Hermione! I never knew! Are you okay?"
She then told them the whole story starting from when she was walking back from the grocery store, up till she got the letter. She told them what the letter said, and whom she believed wrote it. Then she told them the story between him and her.
"Oh! That stupid mother-"
"Dora! What use of language!"
"I'm sorry I can't help it. That stupid bastard! How could he."
"But he didn't tell me why he did it. I'm pretty sure he wouldn't because he wanted to. He must have had a reason. But what is it?" Hermione asked, thinking logically.
"That horny bastard doesn't need a reason!"
"But you don't understand, if I think it is who I think it is, he wouldn't because he was horny, he would because he needed to be…disowned. Yea! THAT'S what it is. There would be no other logical reason!"
"Hermione Granger stop thinking so logically. He did it because he was attracted to you!"
"Dora, stop being stupid! Listen to your self! Attracted to me? HA! I don't think so."
"You know Hermione, I think your right. If you say all those things about him, it has to be true!" Zach said, finally talking.
"UH! This is SO confusing!"
"Listen, just rest, don't think about it!"
"Zach, I can't!"
"What's that bastard's name again? I'll kick his ass!"
"No! He's a dark wizard! He probably learnt it from his Voldie loving father!"
"I don't care! If he can do that to you and not write, well, besides now, call, or try to contact you in any way, he deserves to die! From my bare hands!"
"Zach!"
"I don't care! Now, WHAT'S HIS NAME!"
"If you don't remember, I refuse to tell you! I don't want you to go to Azkaban because of me! Or him!"
"Hermione Granger you know I'd go to Azkaban for you!"
"NO! I ABSOLUTELY REFUSE to tell you! I'm not worth it. Neither is he!"
"You ARE worth it! You're going to tell me one-way or another! I HAVE veritaserum!"
"How in the WORLD do you have veritaserum?"
"Oh, uh… long story?"
"No! You are going to tell me RIGHT NOW missy!"
"All right! All right! My dad is a potions professor, and he has a study underneath the house. And I uh… kinda borrowed it!"
"Zach!"
"What? He's never home anyways…well, neither am I!"
"Why? Where were you?"
"Well, my dad taught at a school, and I went to live with my mum in France. I went to Beauxbatons there. Until I got pregnant about two and a half years ago, I lived with my mum, but after I got pregnant, I lived with my dad. My mum thought it was embarrassing that her little fifteen year-old was pregnant. You see she is a Sex Ed teacher… she's totally against it… her and the word 'abstinence' should get married or somethin'! She worships the word! Yea, she thinks you should wait until you get married, so…"
"Oh! So, you're living with your dad? And he's a professor?"
"Yea, he works at this wizarding school, I'm going there next school year!"
"NO! Zach, you can't leave us!"
"What are you talking about? I'm staying in London!"
"But, the only wizarding school in London is…"
"What's wrong Hermione?" Dora asked. "Your face is as white as a ghost!"
"Is, uh… your father's name…"
"Professor Snape."
"That's what I was afraid of!"
"What's wrong with my dad?"
"Well, for one thing, he hates me, and well, he hates me! You look nothing like him, at all!" Hermione was well, shocked! "Wow, that was just a big shocker for me!"
"I look like my mother… My father is a caring person…once you live with him for about two years…" she said. "But he's not that bad, why are you so shocked?"
"Hermione, I think that owl is here for you!"
"It's from Ron!" Dora said after reading the envelope.
"Oh, yea, sorry I forgot to remind you about writing him back!" Zach said with an apologetic smile.
"That's okay, we had a lot on our minds."
Hermione sat down to read the letter. The further she got down the letter, the more her face fell.
"Hermione, what's wrong?"
Hermione passed the letter to Dora and Zach.
It read:
Hermione,
Hey, how's it going? Well, you know, a lot has been going on at school, Harry and me missed you! Since your gone this year, Patricia Stimpson took your place as prefect. It kind of sucks! She is so nosy! More than you! Just kidding! Please don't beat me up when you come back! I was only joking!
Well, anyways, you know, how every time Harry and I ask you about why your not here you never reply back? Well, this time we REALLY need an answer! Blaise Zabini's been asking questions, and nosing about. He keeps asking about you, though very slyly! If Harry didn't think more than I do, we'd never figure it out.
By slyly, I mean like, he insults us, but in between those remarks, he asks us little questions. For example, he'll say something like 'Where's your stupid mudblood friend? Having so much fun, she's too heavy to do anything? Or hey, weasel head, potty face, where's your little baby friend?' I mean… we really want to know what's up! We are your FRIENDS! And no we don't think you are fat or heavy, so don't think we do… it's only him…
You know you can tell us anything! We might be thick in the head sometimes, and we might not understand how girls' minds work, but WE ARE YOUR FRIENDS! YOU CAN TRUST US! You know, trust, where you tell your best friends secrets, and you know that your friends won't tell anyone! Listen, I'm not trying to get smart with you, but we think that you really need us in a time like this! PLEASE tell us what's been goin' on! PLEASE!
-Ron and Harry
-But mostly Ron!
-I, meaning Ron, wrote all of this!
-So, only Ron, really
-But Harry did have some saying in this letter!
-Yea! But Ron WROTE it!
-Yea, but I SAID some things!
-Shut up and send the letter!
-OKAY! God!
"Aww, that's so sweet! So, why's your face all crinkled up like you didn't like it?"
"Blaise Zabini. He's the guy I told you about. The one that I think raped me."
DUN DUN DUN! BET YOU DIDN'T EXPECT THAT NOW DID YA?
NOPE YOU DIDN'T!
WHO ACTUALLY DID THINK IT WAS HIM?
To All my LOVELY reviewers I thank you!
Easy Bitch- to my first reviewer… even tho it was a flamer… I still appreciate your review… it helped me see what I didn't see before… first: Hermione didn't really worry about what he had to say. (When he said 'I can't believe I screwed a mudblood…..' she didn't really take it into consideration… she just wanted to get out of there fast!
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