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Breaking the Unbreakable
The earth shattered as Minerva ran down the hall with Albus Dumbledore. She had been through war, but nothing would prepare her for what she was about to see.
Minerva and Albus finally reached Tonks and Lupin – after what seemed like a thousand years. When they looked through the doorway to Snape's office, they saw Hermione writhing on the floor, with Bellatrix Lestrange pointing her wand at her.
"We can't get through!" cried Lupin, as they continued to cast spells at the invisible barrier.
Without thinking, Minerva ran at the wall full-force. The only thing she was thinking about was the young cub in need of a lioness. Minerva bounced back and hit the floor. On hands and knees she crawled as close as possible and slammed both of her hands repeatedly against the barrier - as though she was a child left out in the cold, banging on a glass window to be let back in. "Hermione!" she yelled.
Hermione was being thrown around the room. Bellatrix and Lucious were standing in the corner. With a few slight movements of their wands, Hermione slammed from ceiling to floor. They finally stopped – Hermione was on her back, looking up at the ceiling – "round and round and round" she thought, but there was no fan to occupy her attention.
Lucious walked over to her in a calculated manner. He drew his right leg back and drove it into Hermione's side. She screamed and grabbed onto it. Lucious pulled his leg back and drove it once more into Hermione – this time kicking her so hard in the stomach that it flipped her over on the stone floor, forcing all the air out of her lungs with a loud "oof."
Bellatrix cackled at Hermione's pain, dancing around Snape's office. Remus, Tonks and Dumbledore were still trying to bring down the barrier as Minerva banged her hands against it, trying to get Hermione's attention.
Hermione was on her stomach, trying to catch her breath as she felt searing pain hit her back over and over. Lucious was swinging his wand, as though it were a whip, against Hermione's back. With each swing the clothing on her back tore and blood was drawn with gaping red slashes. Hermione cried out in pain. He stopped for a moment as Hermione crawled towards the door. Lucious and Bellatrix laughed at the sight of her, she looked like a wounded animal who had no chance of escape. Hermione reached the door, and Minerva. She held her right hand up and placed it against the barrier. Minerva mirrored her with her left hand – only the barrier between them. Their eyes met, Hermione's full of pain and pleading.
"I think that's enough." Lucious said, as he grabbed Hermione by the ankles and dragged her back to the middle of the room.
"Noooo!" screamed Hermione.
Lucious stuck his wand under Hermione's long, patchwork skirt, deep inside of her as her screamed "Crucio!"
Hermione saw nothing but darkness and stars as she writhed around on the floor. In so much pain that she couldn't even scream. The only sounds that came out of her were a few forced guttural noises. Her head was thrown back, and Minerva looked into her eyes. Though they met, Minerva could tell that Hermione was nowhere to be found – her eyes were bugged out, searing with pain.
Lucious finally withdrew his wand from Hermione. All eyes looked down upon it as blood dripped from its tip, and onto the stone floor. Lucious half-smirked in approval while Tonks, Lupin and Dumbledore continued trying to bring down the barrier. Nothing seemed to work against it – even when Minerva started casting spells of her own. She threw some of her strongest spells, which not only didn't even weaken the barrier, but some bounced off – sending sparks into the air.
Hermione was still on her stomach, her eyes began to regain focus as feeling began to return – the pain came back in waves, but she was also aware of the cool, stone floor beneath the right side of her face once more. Her eyes slowly focused on the war that was being waged in front of her. Four extremely powerful witches and wizards – sending sparks and fire against the invisible wall – yet unable to save her.
"This isn't working." Cried Dumbledore as he conjured his patronus: "Find Mad-eye, see if he can floo into Snape's office." Dumbledore turned back to the horror that was going on before him and watched as Hermione's eyes met hers. His: full of fear and concern. Hers: full of sadness, as they lazily began to close – resigning herself to her fate.
"No. No, no. Hermione." Dumbledore said in a firm voice. Her eyes slowly opened once more upon hearing his voice, as if to say "I give up, I'm sorry." Before they closed once more.
Albus grabbed Minerva by the arm and pointed at Hermione. "Get her to focus, Minerva, get her to look at you." Minerva stopped casting and dropped to her knees once more. "Hermione." She called, but Hermione's eyes stayed closed.
Bellatrix was still cackling around the room, laughing at their lack of progress at Snape's doorway. Lucious calmly walked to the barrier – nose to nose with Dumbledore as he said, "Give up old man, she is my property now."
"If you hurt her, I swear to Merlin…" Minerva said in a voice so full of warning and rage that is was almost unrecognizable as hers.
Lucious laughed and crouched down, cocking his head to one side. "Oh my dear Minerva. I do not intend to hurt her..." He stood and walked back to Hermione. He stood over her and flicked his wand, raising her skirt – revealing black panties. He smiled, turning his head to Minerva once more…"I intend to destroy her."
Minerva felt her heart catch in her throat as Lucious crouched down over Hermione, admiring her panties. "No, no, no." cried Minerva – pounding against the doorway.
"Yes, yes, yes." Smiled Lucious, "And by the looks of these, I would say that she welcomes it…craves it." He said, eyeing her black panties. In one swift motion, his movements went from cool and calculated – to savage and feral, as he grasped a handful of Hermione's panties and tore them off of her. Hermione's eyes shot open, her cries of pain mingling with the sounds of fabric ripping as it was torn from her skin. Leaving red welts and cuts from the violence of their removal. No more than a second passed before Lucious pulled himself out of his pants and shoved his manhood violently into Hermione with a grunt.
"No! You bastard! Stop! I swear to Merlin I will kill you!" Minerva screamed and pounded.
Minerva's let her focus return to Hermione as she watched her young cub's eyes squint shut in pain – the hair around her face no soaked in tears.
"Hermione, look at me." Minerva said in a calm voice. No response. "Hermione, please look at me, you've got to focus." Hermione's eyes fluttered open and looked directly into her mentor's. Minerva felt sadness overcome her as she reflected what she saw in Hermione's eyes. She looked distant, far-away, and finished. She could see Hermione's eyes lose focus as they drifted away, gazing upon nothing in particular. Minerva recognized this look right away. It was the look she saw in the Pensieve – the look Hermione had when her soul shattered into a thousand pieces – when part of her died away, at the hands of her father.
"No. We just started to get you back." Minerva whispered. With a new-found resolve, Minerva called out, "HERMIONE." No response. Minerva began slapping her hands on the stone floor, trying to get her attention – "Look at me Hermione, love." Nothing yet again. Hermione's eyes now looked glazed over, as Lucious continued pounding into her. She stopped crying, stopped reacted, stopped living – she was an empty shell.
"Come back to me, Hermione, please. We need you here." Minerva said sternly, though tears were streaming down her face.
Mad-eye finally reached the group and said in a panting voice: "It's no use, Albus, I don't know what kind of magic they used – but I can't get through the floo." Mad-eye then raised his wand, in an effort to help.
Minerva wiped her face with her right hand as she racked her brain. Suddenly, she knew what to do. The lioness, in her most thundering roar, yelled: "HERMIONE JEAN GRANGER, HOW DARE YOU DISRESPECT A DIRECT ORDER FROM ME."
That did it. Hermione's eyes shot open, filled with fire as she glared at Minerva.
"Welcome back, kiddo." Minerva smiled. "Now, I need you to focus, alright?" Hermione nodded slightly. "Look at me, keep your eyes on me." Minerva lifted her right and with her index and middle finger, she pointed to her own eyes. "Keep your focus on me. Ok? We love you and need you here, keep looking at me…" Hermione kept her eyes glued to Minerva – for a split second, all she knew was her professor – nothing else mattered.
Bellatrix saw this connection as Lucious kept pounding into Hermione. "Ohhhh, no, ohhh no. I don't think we'll be having any of that!" she cackled. And with a flick of her wand, Hermione was thrown again the wall – smashing shelves of various potions. Lucious laughed as her cast a spell – holding Hermione against the wall in invisible chains. He pointed his wand at her, tearing her clothes again. Hermione screamed as one of the potions burned her skin with a sizzling noise. A different potion apparently mixed with another one, causing a purple vapor – which Hermione inhaled. Her screams suddenly changed to a fit of violent coughs. As the vapors found their way to the bottom of Hermione's lungs, Hermione's head slumped down as she was rendered unconscious.
Lucious slapped her out of it. Hermione's head rolled back with a shark intake of air which sounded like two cement blocks being dragged against one another. Her breathing was shallow and ragged, and a trickle of blood ran from the left-hand corner of her mouth, and down her chest. Lucious entered Hermione again, this time his tempo was fast and fevered.
"Hermione, look at me, remember to stay focused!" Minerva yelled. Hermione's eyes met Minerva's once more. This time there was no fire, only pain. Hermione felt naked and ashamed, being humiliated in the face of those she loved. Hermione shook her head and averted her eyes from Minerva's – she couldn't bear to look at her mentor in such a state. Bellatrix cackled as Lucious began to sweat and grunt with each thrust. She approached Hermione with a psychotic grin.
"Get the hell away from her." Tonks screamed. Bellatrix took one look back, grinning madly, before turning her attention back to Hermione. She waved her wand over her and Hermione screamed madly before losing consciousness once more. Bellatrix backed to the corner of the room and held her hand out, saying "It's almost time. Come!" Tonks looked at the direction Bellatrix's hand was pointed in and saw something small creeping around in the shadows. There was someone, or something else in the room.
All of a sudden, Lucious roared out with his release. He thrust himself a few more times, riding the wave of orgasm. "NO!" Minerva screamed, protesting in fury as Lucious spilled his seed into Hermione. With one final grunt, Lucious withdrew, covered in blood – and zipped up his pants. Before backing away, he lifted Hermione's face up by her chin. She flinched her head away, but he held it tightly. He whispered something into her ear before perversely licking her cheek. He smirked one last time at the group of witches and wizards as he backed into the corner. He took Bellatrix's hand and extended his other. No one could believe their eyes when they saw a small, frightened house elf teeter out of the shadows.
"The house elves." Minerva whispered. How could they have made such an oversight?
The house elf grasped his master's hand, and with a CRACK, all three apparated away. The spell against the room must have been tied with their exit, because with the very second of their apparation, the barrier immediately disappeared and the floo unlocked. Minerva fell forward as Dumbledore, Tonks, Lupin and Mad-eye rushed forward. Minerva stood, and braced herself against the doorway as Lupin pointed his wand at Hermione and said "Finite Incantatum!" No longer bound, Hermione's naked body slid down the wall and slumped into the arms of Lupin, who carefully lowered her to the ground. Minerva, not daring to breathe, clutched her chest until Lupin looked up at her and said: "She's alive, just barely, but she's alive." He took his cloak off and laid it across Hermione as Minerva exhaled and rushed into the room.
Tonks kneeled down and rested Hermione's head upon her knees. They were now able to see clearly what spell Bellatrix cast while Hermione was against the wall. The word "MUDBLOOD" was carved in deep, dark letters across Hermione's chest. Blood was still pouring from the wounds as Tonks applied pressure to them, trying to get the bleeding to stop. "Hermione?" she whispered. Hermione slowly opened her eyes and looked up at Tonks with fear in her eyes.
Tonks felt it ludicrous to say "You're safe now." So she didn't, and just kept applying pressure, her hands now covered in blood. Minerva crashed down on her knees next to Hermione and looked at her wounded cub – tears streaming down her face. "Hermione, lamb?"
Hermione's eyes lethargically rolled to look at Minerva. Upon seeing her face, Hermione's shoulders shook and she began to cry. The sobs were grating – her voice clearly gone. Her cries soon gave way to a fit of coughing as Minerva stroked her hair and said "Shh, shh, I'm here." Hermione, now making no sounds at all, looked at Minerva, sheer panic and terror in her face. Hermione began clawing at Minerva's robes as blood trickled from her mouth. Glances of confusion and fear were exchanged – but Minerva's focus was still upon Hermione, who silently mouthed the words: "Help me…I. Can't. Breathe."
Fear overwhelmed Minerva as she that Hermione's teeth and mouth were red with blood. Her eyes widened in terror as she cried out, "Oh God, she can't breathe! The blood! Quickly, turn her onto her side!"
Tonks and Lupin gently rolled Hermione onto her right side – facing Minerva, in the recovery position. Minerva gasped as she saw blood pour out of Hermione's mouth and pool onto the floor. Like a river winding through the land, the blood ran in between several cobblestones before slowing down. Hermione was able to take a ragged breath as she looked at Minerva with pleading eyes. This time, her eyes weren't saying 'help me' – it was something different altogether. Upon taking her second breath, Hermione coughed forcefully, sending blood spraying all over Minerva's robes and skin. Minerva took no notice. Instead, she was focusing on Hermione's eyes and the words she barely croaked out. "Please….Kill me." And with that, Hermione's head slumped down as the world went black.
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