:WARNING: GRAPHIC RAPE TOWARDS THE END!
Chapter 11: One Thing Went Wrong
Hermione woke up in the embrace of strong male arms. She took in the room and panicked.
'How did I get here? Who's arm is this!' She couldn't think straight, everything felt weird, including the pain she felt below.
"Morning, my dear Hermione." Sid muttered, his voice clear he hadn't woken up yet. Memories of the night before came flooding back to Hermione. Her fight with Draco, running away, ending in the dungeons, the professor carrying her in, the kissing, the eating her out, and… her virginity.
"Professor…"
"Hermione, you realize last night was wrong?" she nodded. "You realize if anyone were to find out about last night, I'd be fired?" she nodded again. She felt horrible, her crying caused her to mess up both her life AND Professor Valentine's.
"What are we to do?"
"Keep it to ourselves for one thing. And Hermione, I want to be very clear about something…"
"I won't tell…"
"No," he took her hands into his, "Hermione, I don't want you thinking last night was a one night stand. But, this probably shouldn't happen again, I'd be fired, but what's worse is you'd be expelled."
"But you being fired is worse!"
"No, you being expelled is. I can get another job. But, you're a bright witch, but being expelled would ruin your future."
"Professor…"
"Hermione, we shouldn't let it happen again." He stood up, donning a pair of shorts. "You can use my shower." He said, pointing to a room down the hall. She took her clothes and showered.
'I really want things to go right, but I just slept with a teacher. I had my first orgasm with a teacher. I lost my virginity to a teacher.' Hermione felt like crying. She wished all her problems went away. When she was done cleaning herself and getting dressed, she walked out of the bathroom.
"Professor?"
"Hermione, in here." She walked into his 'living room' and saw him settled in a chair grading papers.
"I guess I'll be heading up to the Heads' Tower." She said, not really knowing what else she could say.
"Hermione, I truly am sorry." he said, worry in his voice.
"For what? I'm still coming by to talk, it's just I don't think I'll stay quite as late as I have been." she said, fidgeting with the hem of her skirt.
"I want to see you with Draco, Hermione. You two will work it out, I promise."
Hermione nodded. "I guess I'll leave now, Professor." He nodded too, and she turned, but stopped. Turning back around, his eyes were already back on the papers. She walked slowly to him and hugged him. "Thank you, Professor." With that said, she walked out of his room, and started heading for the Head Tower.
"Password?" The portrait of a girl asked, she was surrounded by fairies, and bubbles.
"Balance." Hermione muttered. She really didn't like how snobby the girl in the picture was.
"Hermione!" Draco ran over to her and lifted her in the air, twirling her around. "I didn't know where you went after our fight. I was worried about you!" He held her close. "I'm sorry Hermione, I should have known better, you're smarter than to screw with the professor. You wouldn't do that. I'm so sorry for accusing you." These statements he made stabbed her like a thousand knives. The guilt was something she would never forgive herself for.
"I'm sorry too, Draco." She replied, returning his embrace.
"Let's hang out in the common room all day. Besides we have to plan the Christmas Ball." Hermione looked at a calendar, shocked to find it was already December 12. The ball was in 5 days and nothing was ready.
The entire day, Hermione spent planning, designing, and choosing music, for the ball with Draco.
To quick the five days passed, And Hermione was going to Hogsmeade with Ginny to pick dresses.
"Hermione, this dress is perfect for you!" Ginny exclaimed, pulling out an emerald dress. It was velvet with a corset-like top, a black silk v-shaped waist line and emerald flowing skirt. It had silver satin gloves that flowed up to the elbows and was all in all, gorgeous.
"Gin, I love it. But, it's Slytherin colors."
"Big deal, it'll look good on you, and you're going with Draco anyways. It's appropriate." Ginny forced the reluctant girl to at least try it on. Ginny found one dress same design, but with the colors blue, black, and silver. The two dresses were put together and Hermione paid for them.
"So, how are things between you and Draco?"
"Awkward."
"Why?"
"Well Draco is really sweet, but in our fight, I did something horrible. Something that if Draco knew, we'd never become an official couple." Hermione looked to the ground.
"What!"
"I'll tell you later."
Later that night the two girls were in Hermione's room, a silence spell and a locking charm on her room.
"I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT! I can't believe you shagged the hottest teacher in the school! You're so lucky!" Ginny squealed, pure envy in her voice. "I wish I could have."
"Ginny!" Hermione was shocked by this outburst. Hermione knew that ever since Ginny was 15 and lost her virginity to Blaise, she had no problem sleeping with guys. Hermione loved Ginny to death but she never approved of just sleeping with guys.
"Hermione, every girl loses her virginity at some point, besides, why hold out for Malfoy? He had sex nearly every night, you know, all the girls in Ravenclaw say he's called the Slytherin Sex God." Ginny loved gossip, and it was true, rumors fly among the female population at Hogwarts about how good Draco is in a bed. "I wouldn't worry too much." Hermione made Ginny swear to never tell a soul until Hermione told Draco. 'Which will never happen.' Hermione thought to herself.
The two girls dressed and applied their make-up, and finding hairstyles that are pretty, they applied the spell to their hair. Ginny left to find Blaise, and Hermione descended the stairs to find Draco waiting for her, a corsage in his hand.
"Hermione… those colors… they look great on you!" Draco admired her beauty. He put the corsage on her wrist and together they made their way to the ball.
"Our Head Boy, Draco Malfoy, of Slytherin, and our Head Girl, Hermione Granger, of Gryffindor, will dance to the first tune of the night. Draco led Hermione out on the dance floor and the song started playing. Hermione recognized the song as a muggle romance song.
Kiss me, out of the bearded barley
Lightly, beside the green, green grass
Swing, swing, swing the spinning step
You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress
Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies
Dance silver moon's sparkling, so kiss me
Kiss me down by the broken tree house
Swing me upon its hanging tire
Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat
We'll take the trail marked on your father's map
Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies
Dance silver moon's sparkling, so kiss me
Kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies
Dance silver moon's sparkling, so kiss me
So kiss me
So kiss me
So kiss me
The music faded and the two stopped dancing. Everyone was clapping their hands, but one person in particular looked sad, one other looked jealous, and two looked angry.
Harry and Ron came and pulled Draco away from Hermione and Blaise moved in, leaving Ginny to talk with some guys.
"Hermione, you look beautiful tonight." Blaise had a look in his eye that told Hermione to run, to find a teacher.
"Thank you, Blaise. Please excuse me, enjoy the dance." She said, and side stepped him. He grabbed her arm tightly. Hermione was sure it was going to bruise. She bruised easily, but this hurt, bad.
"Let me go, Blaise." her tone was low, and threatening. He didn't comply, he held fast.
"Dance with me."
"I don't want to dance!"
"Then take a walk with me!"
"I don't want too."
"Then just let me carry you!"
"I'm not going anywhere with you."
"If you don't, I'll tell everyone I saw you go in Professor Valentine's room at one in the morning. I heard things Hermione. You two were getting it on!"
"Blaise, first off, that's none of your business, secondly, I did no such thing, lastly, I'm not going with you."
"I think you are. You don't want your precious Sid being fired do you?" She had a look of fear in her eyes. Blaise picked her up, and carried her outside, into the garden, deep into the garden. "I think it'll be fun to fuck you in the snow. Don't you?"
Hermione shook her head no, her voice wouldn't sound. She was too scared, she couldn't move.
"Well, I'm doing it anyway." He bound her hands, and tied her feet to the ground. "This'll be fun. Don't worry, ten proud inches won't hurt too bad! I'll make it nice in easy, at first." He unzipped her dress, her nipples puckered with the frosty air. Blaise smiled and licked them nice and wet. He unzipped his pants and pulled out ten inches of male flesh and stuck it deep in her mouth. "Suck it, suck it like you want it." He ripped her panties clear off and slammed his dick in her pussy, causing a scream of pain from Hermione, she was still a little sore from her encounter with Sid. "That's right, scream. Scream out loud, no body can hear us."
'He's mental!' Hermione was crying, tears freefalling. It hurt her bad. She was being raped.
"Dear Hermione, you aren't screaming enough, I want more pain." Blaise pulled out a knife and slit her stomach, causing a deep gash to bleed. "Scream in pain." He didn't have to say it, she screaming from pain, fear, and crying. This didn't satisfy Blaise.
He put six more gashes in her stomach, all the while ramming her as hard as possible.
"This just won't do." He muttered, turning her over and ramming it into her ass.
She screamed as loud as she could.
Blaise turned her back over, glad to get the right reaction from her. He slammed it back into her pussy, and ejaculated.
"Blaise, let her go!" Professor Valentine had run up followed by Draco, Harry, Ron, and Ginny.
"BLAISE!" Ginny was pissed. "How could you do this to Hermione!" She went up and slapped Blaise right across the face. Blaise grabbed her and kissed her.
"Ginny, don't you miss having hot crazy sex in the empty classroom?" Ron's face flamed up.
"Blaise, you leave my sister alone!"
"Oh, how rude of you, Ginny. You never told him? Ron don't blame me for fucking your sister hard. She gave it to me. She wanted me to ram her hard, she wanted me to take away her purity."
Ron looked at his sister, sadness evident. "Say it isn't true, Ginny? Tell me if you had sex with him, he raped you? Just like Hermione?"
"Sorry, Ron. Blaise that was all before you turned into a sadistic freak!"
All this time Draco was helping Hermione out. He cast spells to close her wounds. He took her up to Madame Pomfry, all the while, an argument still going between Blaise and Hermione's defenders.
"Professor, can I speak with you alone?" Blaise asked eyeing Harry, Ron, and Ginny.
"What's it about?" Ron asked infuriated.
"About Hermione's sexual history!" Blaise eyed the Professor, who had a look that plainly said, "oh shit".
"Blaise, that's nobody's business but Hermione's."
"Professor, I know about it. And if you rat me out. I'll 'accidentally' rat out her past."
"Sorry, Mr. Zabini, but I beg to differ, you are out of this school PERMENTLY!"
Blaise looked up to see who had spoken, the Headmaster was walking down. "I believe you, Professor Valentine, and I should have a talk in my office."
"Professor! Professor Valentine had sexual relations with Hermione!" Blaise said, rather loudly.
"Mr. Zabini, I may be old, but I am not deaf, lower your tone. And as for that matter, I will have a talk with Sid, as for you. You had NO RIGHT to lay hands on Miss Granger in that way!"
Blaise hung his head. "Yes, sir."
"Now, go back your bags and be back in my office in thirty minutes."
Blaise nodded and left the office.
"Sid, what about these relations with Miss Granger?"
"Sir, first let me say, I did not intend for it to happen."
"I understand, Sid. But I want the story. You aren't the type to rape teenage girls, so I will give you a chance to redeem yourself."
"Well, Miss Granger had been in my office constantly, at night. She'd stay until a little before her curfew, talking with me. Well, one night, she left. About thirty minutes later, I'm going to lock my door for the night when I hear muffled crying. I looked out and saw Miss Granger sitting in a heap sobbing her eyes out. I let her in my room to talk. I put some tea on and sat next to her. Next thing we know, she's kissing me, I believe it was an act of desperation. She wanted attention, she craved to be loved. Next thing I know, things are happening. I stopped her and told her it was wrong, told her the consequences of her being expelled and me being fired. She still had wants and urges."
"And you allowed this continue?"
"Albus, I would have given anything to see her smile again. She's such a bright witch, such a happy girl. It breaks my heart to see her cry. She wanted it, I can't deny her things she wants. The next morning, I told her it wasn't to happen again, she nodded and left, she hadn't been back since."
"Sid, you are aware that what you did was illegal, having relations with a minor?"
"Technically, sir, with all due respect, it was only illegal in terms of me being her teacher. Miss Granger is 17, she turned 17 one week before our 'incident'." Sid corrected. Dumbledore nodded and offered him a lemon drop, which Sid refused."
"Sid, I want you to understand that this was horribly wrong."
"Albus, I feel horrible already. I mean, she's a student, I'm a teacher, she was a virgin, and she technically has a boyfriend. But, I believe we should let Miss Granger speak for herself on this matter."
Dumbledore nodded wholeheartedly. "I don't want this to happen again, Sid."
"Understood."
Blaise returned with all his things.
"Floo to your home, Mr. Zabini, your parents already know. And leave your wand here." Blaise did as he was told and stepped into the fireplace, heading home.
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Well, that was utterly disturbing, anyway, in the next chapter, Hermione heads home for the holidays. Ok, my sex scenes are not written great. I have a simple reason why… I have never had sex before, I'm going by only what I see in movies and the whole sadistic rape reminded me of an ex boyfriend.
I didn't write this to seem like some kind of freak, I wrote this to show that there ARE people out there like Blaise, and it can happen to anyone!
REVIEW for me!
Also, I got a review saying that Hermione's first time should have been with Draco, I agree and that's where I WAS going to head at first, but this throws another twist into my unfolding plot(though I'm not exactly sure what my plot is.)