Yeah, I haven't really done anything with this in a while, so I hope you
enjoy whatever crap I pull out of my ass. The rating changed because of
some sensitive subjects towards the end of the chapter. Hope you enjoy the
chapter!
Chapter 5: Hermione's Investigation
I sat in the Slytherin Common Room reading a random book that I had seen on a table. It was probably a first years or something, because it had large print, and pictures, and it was about a unicorn named Sally. It wasn't very interesting, but it gave me something to do for a half an hour. "Hey," a girl's voice said, "has anyone seen my book?" I looked up it was Pansy. "It's about . . ." She hesitated, knowing how embarrassing it would sound, "unicorns." A few people snickered. I threw it over to her. She looked at me with extreme embarrassment, and mouthed 'thanks.' If she wasn't an insane bitch that wanted to steal my boyfriend, I might have been able to be friends with her, but . . .
I got up off the couch, and left the Common Room to go meet Hermione and the guys. They were waiting for me out in the dungeons, not too far from where the entrance to the room was. After making sure the coast was clear, we headed inside. The guys thought the room was absolutely hilarious, except for the whole Harry stalker-thing that kind of freaked them out. 'Mione was like a friggin detective, with her parchment and quill, taking notes about anything and everything. The rest of us just sat there and watched her work. It was fun watching her frantically run around mumbling to herself. The smart ones are always kinda crazy.
"Why, I think I've got it!" Hermione said after investigating for an hour. "I really think I've got it!"
"Got what, 'Mione?" Ron asked.
"I think I've got it narrowed down to a few people as to who the owner of these things is." She had a huge smile on her face, she was obviously extremely happy with herself.
"That great," I began, "can you tell us who it might be?"
"Oh yeah. Uh, let's see . . .it could be: Snape, Dumbledore, Malfoy, Colin Creevey, Hagrid, Michael Jackson, Mike Tyson, Neville, Ron, Harry, me, that random guy we saw at Flourish and Blotts, Mr. Weasley, Cornelius Fudge, Beletrix, Voldemort, Trelawney, anyone from Slytherin . . ."
"We get the point. So you have absolutely no idea whatsoever of who's stalking me?"
"Oh, I do, Harry! I just listed all of them off!"
"Those were random people you made up! Plus half of them can't even come into the school."
"Well, I think they are all likely guilty."
"'Mione, you said that you, me and Harry were all suspects!"
"Well . . ."
"Okay, how 'bout this: we rule out all of the people it obviously can't be," I pulled out a piece of parchment, "okay. Let's see: Harry can't be stalking himself, not Ron, or you Hermione. Oh, who else? Neville's too pitiful to do anything, so let's cross him off, Mr. Weasley wouldn't do anything like this, is there anyone else?" I looked around to each person, none adding any names. "Okay, then."
"Okay, so I did just list off a few random names, but some of them are legitimate suspects! Colin's stalking Harry already, so he might have done this. And Malfoy's evil enough to do that, sorry Lil, but it's true. All of the others I think are more than qualified to be suspects! But if you don't believe me . . ."
"How can we believe half the shit your saying when you'd think Dumbledore would stalk Harry, or Hagrid!" I got up from the ground, and stood so my face was a foot from hers. "You just think that because you're smart you can do or say whatever you want. Well, you can't, okay? Some of those people are obvious choices: Voldemort, Beletrix, and Fudge . . . but honestly! I'm not really impressed with your results. I think Ron could have had the same if not better results."
"How dare you insult me by saying Ron could come up with any good scientific idea! I mean he's Ron! He's horrible at school!"
"Hey!"
"Oh, shut it! You're not that high and mighty yourself, Thatcher."
"I never said I was."
"That's not the point. But if you feel like being a bitch, even though I was nice enough to help you, be that way. You can figure the rest of this out on your own: I'm leaving." She turned haughtily, and slammed the door behind her.
"Well, that was certainly interesting," Harry said, "maybe one of us should go calm her down."
"I really wanted to see a girl fight. Those are really hot . . ."
"Ron!" I slapped him on the back of his head. I rubbed my hands on my face. "What's her problem?"
"Well, I don't know, but I really don't think that she should be alone. She looked really pissed. I think I'm gonna go find her." Harry said, and then he left. I sat back down on the floor.
"So it's just you and me now, what do ya wanna do?" Ron sat down next to me, and put his hand on my thigh.
"Ron, I have a boyfriend!"
"It's just Malfoy, he can't be that special."
"Well . . ." He leaned in and kissed me. I wanted to stop him, but it felt surprisingly good. I never felt like that when Draco kissed me. I put my hand on his neck, and kept kissing him. Draco would never find out, so it's okay. He put his hand on my side, and moved his fingers ever so slightly, I cowered with delight. Who would ever think that I, Lily Thatcher from Slytherin would be making out with Ronald Weasley from Gryfindor? I thought I heard the door open, but I ignored it. This was too much fun.
"You're amazing. I want to be with you, leave Malfoy," he whispered in my ear.
"I . . ." This was a little over whelming for me. "Uh . . ."
"What the hell are you doing?" Ron was suddenly pulled off of me. Draco was standing over him. "You whore! Why the hell are you making out with Weasel? Are you sick?" He kicked Ron in the stomach, and pulled out his wand, "this'll teach you." He cast Wingadium Leviosa and flung Ron against a wall, repeatedly, who had to be unconscious by now from hitting the wall so many times.
"Draco, stop! Please stop!" I jumped up and tried to get him to stop. What to do? I know. I pushed myself into him and started kissing him. He pushed me hard, and I fell to the ground.
"Don't try that with me, you won't get your way." He threw Ron into a set of cabinets on the wall. I could barely stand watching it. I got back up and pulled my wand on him.
"Put him down!"
"Or what? You'll kiss me again? Stupid girl." I went to cast a spell, but Draco cast Expelliarmus, and my wand fell to the ground, along with Ron. I tried to get to Ron, but Draco blocked my way. "Where do you think you're going?"
"Get out of my way!" I tried to move past him, but I couldn't.
"No, you're going to pay for cheating on me." He pulled at my shirt, trying to get it off.
"What are you doing? Let go of me!" He managed to get my shirt off, and pushed me onto the ground. I hit my head pretty hard, I almost passed out, but I put all my strength into staying awake. Too bad for me I had to wear a skirt today. Oh god, he's gonna rape me. "Get off, you asshole!" I tried to push him off, with whatever strength I had left, but I couldn't. I felt his bulge on me. "Oh god, oh god. Someone help!" I screamed a very high pitched and loud scream. "Ron, wake up! Please wake up!" I started squirming around under Draco.
"What? You don't want it, too bad." I kept squirming so nothing happened. I quickly lifted my knee, and nailed him right in the balls. "Oh, oh god." He fell on top of me, and I was able to push him off, because he was too busy holding himself to try and stay on me. I got up, and felt really dizzy. I had to get out of here, though. I picked up my wand, and went to Ron.
"Ron, can you hear me?" I lightly shook his shoulder. He moaned quietly. "We need to get out of here. If you can move, try and get up." Thank god he could hear me. He slowly, painfully got up. I put his arm over my shoulder, and we made our way out of the room, leaving Draco writhing in pain on the floor.
We came out to the dungeons, and we both collapsed on the cold, stone floor. Luckily, someone came along a few minutes later, and got Snape. "What happened?" He asked kneeling down on the floor beside me. By now there was a small crowd around us. "You two: carry Weasley to the Hospital Wing, and you: help Thatcher." The three random students helped us up off the ground. Before we left, I pointed to the wall.
"Draco's in there." Snape then went in and came out a moment later, Draco walking slowly behind him. He motioned for us to go. He told the Ravenclaw helping me to go, and then he proceeded to help me. When in the Hospital Wing, and Ron, Draco and I were all in beds. Snape came over to me.
"What the bloody hell happened in there, Thatcher?"
"Draco caught Ron and I kissing, and he cast Wingadium Leviosa on Ron, and threw him against the wall and stuff for a while. I tried to stop him, but it didn't work. Then he . . ." I stopped for a moment, and then whispered, "and then he tried to rape me. I . . . I kicked him in the nuts, and that stopped him, and then Ron and I made our way out to the dungeons." Snape stared at me for a moment. He sighed and then glanced from me to Draco to Ron and then back to me.
"Fifty points from Slytherin, for Malfoy truly bad judgment. Ten points from Slytherin for disobeying orders and going back into the room you were so obviously told not to go in, and ten points from Gryfindor for going into secret places that are under investigation." He turned and left.
Draco left the hospital wing about ten minutes after Snape left, and I left later that night. Ron, had to stay, he was really beat up. I confided myself to my bed for the rest of the night. I didn't want to see Draco; he'd make some dumb comment or something like that to make the situation worse. The next morning, I got up earlier than anyone else in my room, and headed to the bathrooms to get ready. Luckily, no one was in the corridors, so I could walk in peace. I went to the Great Hall, and sat over at the Gryfindor table waiting for Hermione. She came in with Harry when most of the other students were coming in. She spotted me sitting next to Fred and George, and she ran up to me, and gave me a great, big bear hug.
"I'm so sorry about what I said yesterday. I really shouldn't have acted the way I did." She sat down next to me and hugged me again.
"It's okay 'Mione, I was a jerk too."
"I heard about what happened with Malfoy and Ron, I'm really, really, really sorry. Now we know how mean and evil he really is." She hugged me again.
"You can stop hugging me, you know. And how do you know about what happened?"
"The whole school knows."
"Oh, shit."
Yeah, so there's another installment of Snape's Little Secret. Sorry about the whole attempted rape thing, if that's a touchy subject for you. But it was something I think Draco would do in that sort of instance. Yeah, so tell me what you think of the story so far, I hope you think it's good.
Chapter 5: Hermione's Investigation
I sat in the Slytherin Common Room reading a random book that I had seen on a table. It was probably a first years or something, because it had large print, and pictures, and it was about a unicorn named Sally. It wasn't very interesting, but it gave me something to do for a half an hour. "Hey," a girl's voice said, "has anyone seen my book?" I looked up it was Pansy. "It's about . . ." She hesitated, knowing how embarrassing it would sound, "unicorns." A few people snickered. I threw it over to her. She looked at me with extreme embarrassment, and mouthed 'thanks.' If she wasn't an insane bitch that wanted to steal my boyfriend, I might have been able to be friends with her, but . . .
I got up off the couch, and left the Common Room to go meet Hermione and the guys. They were waiting for me out in the dungeons, not too far from where the entrance to the room was. After making sure the coast was clear, we headed inside. The guys thought the room was absolutely hilarious, except for the whole Harry stalker-thing that kind of freaked them out. 'Mione was like a friggin detective, with her parchment and quill, taking notes about anything and everything. The rest of us just sat there and watched her work. It was fun watching her frantically run around mumbling to herself. The smart ones are always kinda crazy.
"Why, I think I've got it!" Hermione said after investigating for an hour. "I really think I've got it!"
"Got what, 'Mione?" Ron asked.
"I think I've got it narrowed down to a few people as to who the owner of these things is." She had a huge smile on her face, she was obviously extremely happy with herself.
"That great," I began, "can you tell us who it might be?"
"Oh yeah. Uh, let's see . . .it could be: Snape, Dumbledore, Malfoy, Colin Creevey, Hagrid, Michael Jackson, Mike Tyson, Neville, Ron, Harry, me, that random guy we saw at Flourish and Blotts, Mr. Weasley, Cornelius Fudge, Beletrix, Voldemort, Trelawney, anyone from Slytherin . . ."
"We get the point. So you have absolutely no idea whatsoever of who's stalking me?"
"Oh, I do, Harry! I just listed all of them off!"
"Those were random people you made up! Plus half of them can't even come into the school."
"Well, I think they are all likely guilty."
"'Mione, you said that you, me and Harry were all suspects!"
"Well . . ."
"Okay, how 'bout this: we rule out all of the people it obviously can't be," I pulled out a piece of parchment, "okay. Let's see: Harry can't be stalking himself, not Ron, or you Hermione. Oh, who else? Neville's too pitiful to do anything, so let's cross him off, Mr. Weasley wouldn't do anything like this, is there anyone else?" I looked around to each person, none adding any names. "Okay, then."
"Okay, so I did just list off a few random names, but some of them are legitimate suspects! Colin's stalking Harry already, so he might have done this. And Malfoy's evil enough to do that, sorry Lil, but it's true. All of the others I think are more than qualified to be suspects! But if you don't believe me . . ."
"How can we believe half the shit your saying when you'd think Dumbledore would stalk Harry, or Hagrid!" I got up from the ground, and stood so my face was a foot from hers. "You just think that because you're smart you can do or say whatever you want. Well, you can't, okay? Some of those people are obvious choices: Voldemort, Beletrix, and Fudge . . . but honestly! I'm not really impressed with your results. I think Ron could have had the same if not better results."
"How dare you insult me by saying Ron could come up with any good scientific idea! I mean he's Ron! He's horrible at school!"
"Hey!"
"Oh, shut it! You're not that high and mighty yourself, Thatcher."
"I never said I was."
"That's not the point. But if you feel like being a bitch, even though I was nice enough to help you, be that way. You can figure the rest of this out on your own: I'm leaving." She turned haughtily, and slammed the door behind her.
"Well, that was certainly interesting," Harry said, "maybe one of us should go calm her down."
"I really wanted to see a girl fight. Those are really hot . . ."
"Ron!" I slapped him on the back of his head. I rubbed my hands on my face. "What's her problem?"
"Well, I don't know, but I really don't think that she should be alone. She looked really pissed. I think I'm gonna go find her." Harry said, and then he left. I sat back down on the floor.
"So it's just you and me now, what do ya wanna do?" Ron sat down next to me, and put his hand on my thigh.
"Ron, I have a boyfriend!"
"It's just Malfoy, he can't be that special."
"Well . . ." He leaned in and kissed me. I wanted to stop him, but it felt surprisingly good. I never felt like that when Draco kissed me. I put my hand on his neck, and kept kissing him. Draco would never find out, so it's okay. He put his hand on my side, and moved his fingers ever so slightly, I cowered with delight. Who would ever think that I, Lily Thatcher from Slytherin would be making out with Ronald Weasley from Gryfindor? I thought I heard the door open, but I ignored it. This was too much fun.
"You're amazing. I want to be with you, leave Malfoy," he whispered in my ear.
"I . . ." This was a little over whelming for me. "Uh . . ."
"What the hell are you doing?" Ron was suddenly pulled off of me. Draco was standing over him. "You whore! Why the hell are you making out with Weasel? Are you sick?" He kicked Ron in the stomach, and pulled out his wand, "this'll teach you." He cast Wingadium Leviosa and flung Ron against a wall, repeatedly, who had to be unconscious by now from hitting the wall so many times.
"Draco, stop! Please stop!" I jumped up and tried to get him to stop. What to do? I know. I pushed myself into him and started kissing him. He pushed me hard, and I fell to the ground.
"Don't try that with me, you won't get your way." He threw Ron into a set of cabinets on the wall. I could barely stand watching it. I got back up and pulled my wand on him.
"Put him down!"
"Or what? You'll kiss me again? Stupid girl." I went to cast a spell, but Draco cast Expelliarmus, and my wand fell to the ground, along with Ron. I tried to get to Ron, but Draco blocked my way. "Where do you think you're going?"
"Get out of my way!" I tried to move past him, but I couldn't.
"No, you're going to pay for cheating on me." He pulled at my shirt, trying to get it off.
"What are you doing? Let go of me!" He managed to get my shirt off, and pushed me onto the ground. I hit my head pretty hard, I almost passed out, but I put all my strength into staying awake. Too bad for me I had to wear a skirt today. Oh god, he's gonna rape me. "Get off, you asshole!" I tried to push him off, with whatever strength I had left, but I couldn't. I felt his bulge on me. "Oh god, oh god. Someone help!" I screamed a very high pitched and loud scream. "Ron, wake up! Please wake up!" I started squirming around under Draco.
"What? You don't want it, too bad." I kept squirming so nothing happened. I quickly lifted my knee, and nailed him right in the balls. "Oh, oh god." He fell on top of me, and I was able to push him off, because he was too busy holding himself to try and stay on me. I got up, and felt really dizzy. I had to get out of here, though. I picked up my wand, and went to Ron.
"Ron, can you hear me?" I lightly shook his shoulder. He moaned quietly. "We need to get out of here. If you can move, try and get up." Thank god he could hear me. He slowly, painfully got up. I put his arm over my shoulder, and we made our way out of the room, leaving Draco writhing in pain on the floor.
We came out to the dungeons, and we both collapsed on the cold, stone floor. Luckily, someone came along a few minutes later, and got Snape. "What happened?" He asked kneeling down on the floor beside me. By now there was a small crowd around us. "You two: carry Weasley to the Hospital Wing, and you: help Thatcher." The three random students helped us up off the ground. Before we left, I pointed to the wall.
"Draco's in there." Snape then went in and came out a moment later, Draco walking slowly behind him. He motioned for us to go. He told the Ravenclaw helping me to go, and then he proceeded to help me. When in the Hospital Wing, and Ron, Draco and I were all in beds. Snape came over to me.
"What the bloody hell happened in there, Thatcher?"
"Draco caught Ron and I kissing, and he cast Wingadium Leviosa on Ron, and threw him against the wall and stuff for a while. I tried to stop him, but it didn't work. Then he . . ." I stopped for a moment, and then whispered, "and then he tried to rape me. I . . . I kicked him in the nuts, and that stopped him, and then Ron and I made our way out to the dungeons." Snape stared at me for a moment. He sighed and then glanced from me to Draco to Ron and then back to me.
"Fifty points from Slytherin, for Malfoy truly bad judgment. Ten points from Slytherin for disobeying orders and going back into the room you were so obviously told not to go in, and ten points from Gryfindor for going into secret places that are under investigation." He turned and left.
Draco left the hospital wing about ten minutes after Snape left, and I left later that night. Ron, had to stay, he was really beat up. I confided myself to my bed for the rest of the night. I didn't want to see Draco; he'd make some dumb comment or something like that to make the situation worse. The next morning, I got up earlier than anyone else in my room, and headed to the bathrooms to get ready. Luckily, no one was in the corridors, so I could walk in peace. I went to the Great Hall, and sat over at the Gryfindor table waiting for Hermione. She came in with Harry when most of the other students were coming in. She spotted me sitting next to Fred and George, and she ran up to me, and gave me a great, big bear hug.
"I'm so sorry about what I said yesterday. I really shouldn't have acted the way I did." She sat down next to me and hugged me again.
"It's okay 'Mione, I was a jerk too."
"I heard about what happened with Malfoy and Ron, I'm really, really, really sorry. Now we know how mean and evil he really is." She hugged me again.
"You can stop hugging me, you know. And how do you know about what happened?"
"The whole school knows."
"Oh, shit."
Yeah, so there's another installment of Snape's Little Secret. Sorry about the whole attempted rape thing, if that's a touchy subject for you. But it was something I think Draco would do in that sort of instance. Yeah, so tell me what you think of the story so far, I hope you think it's good.