A/N: Hi guys! Here is the third chapter of the story. We did past the 500 views guys, I am so happy.
Just for your info: This is not going to be a joyful fanfiction so if you are under 16, I advise you not to read it, as it contains graphic contents.
Let me know your thoughts about it.
Thanks to my beta.
Disclaimer: All the characters are owned by our Queen JK Rowling.
WARNING: Contains graphic and torture scenes are present in this chapter, along with some rape scenes.
Reply to the reviewers:
DarylDickson'sLover: oh yes poor Hermione
Candice Carter: I posted two chapter this week so I think I am quite good at that.
I hoped to be posting 1 to 2 chapters per week.
roon0: Yes, Lee had the better deal, I truly advise at the beginning of the chapter of his possible content, but it will get better at one point I guess.
Hermione woke up when she felt a hand passing a wet cloth on her face, she wanted to disappear , the feeling of guilt at the memories of what happened earlier came into her mind, how could she forgive herself for letting that creature who was a friend of hers, rape her and eat her alive like he did. He still looked like his old self, except that apparently in the inside he nothing more than a beast controlled by Voldemort, she was sure that Ron knew about that.
Gaining back all of her senses, she hoped he didn't do that much damage before she could feel the crust of mixed blood and pus of her left shoulder, she knew that the creature was worse than Greyback somehow.
Opening her eyes to find the worried face of Draco Malfoy looking at her, she felt like she had hit rock bottom. The feeling of the fresh cloth on her skin was good and refreshing, she wondered why Draco was doing that.
"Why are you doing that Malfoy? ," asked Hermione curious about his behavior toward her.
"What is happening to you is not fair," Draco answered.
"Why are you saying that?" Hermione questioned.
"You should have joined us when the Master asked all of you instead of running away, you would have been a brilliant wife for one of us."
Leading Hermione to wonder what her life could have been, she would probably have been tortured for days, then she would have finished as Greyback's evening snack.
"What did he do to him?" Hermione asked Draco.
"He has been tortured for months and treated like a dog by the Death Eaters, but the Master has not forgotten that once he was a Pureblood descendant, so he let him copulate with prisoners sometimes to have some babies," answered Draco
"Copulates? Like an animal? And what are the babies for?" Asked Hermione
"Yes, copulates Granger, forget he was human because now he is just a beast. Forget about your friend he is gone for good, he is the one that raped you. And the babies are going to be part of the next generation of wizards." replied Draco.
The answered that Draco gave her made her wonder about the future of wizard kind in England.
Letting Draco clean her, she felt somehow refreshed and rejuvenated. She had to free the creature by any means necessary, listening to Draco's voice feeding her from information about what she missed those last 4 years, she starts to understand why the creature was the way he was. She hoped she was not going to get pregnant of the creature's baby.
Voldemort started to shape it after the battles, using dark magic to bind him to his own essence adding a new soul to him, it had started to twist the mind of the creature, the creatures lust for blood and flesh was his very owned desires, growing from the pain he endured being treated as pet, tortured by Voldemort and his circle, raped and abused. She was thinking she could bring him back.
Draco understood her thoughts, already warning her about the dangerousness of that creature, who only had love for his Creator. Such creature has never existed from all of the wizarding memories, Draco was sure of that, crafted by dark magic and violence, part wild dog part savage human, nothing like him never existed, even Greyback was thinking twice before crossing his path.
The creature spent two whole months with Greyback's pack, having fun with the small animals he could chase, eating them alive, he copied his behavior from one of his pack the day he raped and killed Ginevra Weasley, she let her guard down when she saw the creature, thinking of him as a friend before he jumped on her, reducing her bones into small lego pieces, and starting to eat her alive, he had to fight the creature before he could have the body of the Weasley girl, by a twisted fact of fate her children have been eaten by his father, and Greyback was very proud of that.
Without more words to exchange Hermione thought about the day they lost the war, Draco, like Severus, was a double agent for the order, when they destroyed the last Horcruxes by killing Nagini, they exposed themselves to the pure rage of Voldemort.
Instead of cursing then, he simply let an Avada go into Harry and by the same way killing the last Horcrux. With that done he kept Harry's body near him and left him under a spell to preserve it.
Following that moment Voldemort showed to all of those who fought him that he had some mercy, they could join him now or die tomorrow. The only person who joined him that day was Cormac McLaggen.
All of the others members left the battlefield and went into hiding.
That was the last time she saw the members of the order except for the Weasley family.
Following the day of the Last Battle, which was to be known later as the Beginning of the Reign of Voldemort by the Resistance, Hermione was walking into Croydon when she stopped herself in front of the scary haunted house. That is where she chooses to remain in place until she could join the resistance. Such an opportunity never came to her. As the Undesirable Number One, the resistance thought it was too risky to work with her.
Leaving the dungeon of Malfoy Manor, Hermione was wondering how she could escape her fate. She could try to attack Draco but he was not going to be fair because he was the only one who helped her today, but he was also the weaker and she knew that very well.
Stepping into her new room, with what remained which looked like a mattress and a blanket, she thought he could have been worse. The walls were very humid and the floor very dirty, she was pretty sure this was to be where her friends were to be held when the Snatchers catch them.
Falling on the mattress, she wonders why she had no clothes back on except the remaining of her knickers and the matching bra. Hearing footsteps coming closer to the door of her cell, she sat on the edge of the mattress.
Opening the door of her cell she found, with surprise, Thorfinn Rowle looking at her, wondering what was going to happen next, she covered herself in the blanket trying to hide what she could from his eyes.
"Step up mudblood," ordered Thorfinn
"Why?" questioned Hermione.
"Do as I ask or you will be visited by the Lord's Pet." Thorfinn's answer leads Hermione to understand that he did not know what was going to happen to her.
Without a second thought, Hermione got up to follow Rowle. Leaving her cell and the dungeon behind her, Hermione entered into what looks like a laboratory, the type of one she saw on tv in the muggle world.
On her left, she could see Antonin Dolohov mixing some potion together while Rowle made her move near an autopsy table, in her mind that was not going to be an easy business happening here.
Sitting on the table, she wondered what was that all about, what the twisted mind of Voldemort thinks he could do to her.
x-x-x
Antonin watched Thorfinn coming into the room with the intriguing mudblood, so while she was sitting he gave a glance in Thorfinn's direction silently asking him to leave the room, he rose from his chair to face his new rat. She was going to be the test subject of all of the experiments he had in mind, but for that he needed to heal her first, noticing the bite of the beast on her shoulder, he wondered if the flesh was going to grow back as normal or if instead, she was going to have a bite hole in it.
"-Drink the glasses, and then lie down on the table," ordered Antonin. Without one world being pronounced by her, she took the glass from his hand and drink the liquid inside, it did not taste bad.
Antonin grabbed his medical tool kit and took a small scalpel out of it, thinking about a better way to start today's experiment, looking at her wounds closing. Her intact shoulder would be a good spot to start at, grabbing a small bone saw and putting it down on the table, he start to cut in her skin along the bone bit by bit, he could hear the mudblood scream as her blood ran down the table, he saw the muscles running down her bones and choose to cut in the middle along with the nerves to reach the acromion that he was going to fully remove, taking her muscles out bit by bit, making spaces for him to cut the bones apart The bones removed he put the muscles back inside while fixing them with magic, same for the skin, immobilising her arm, he gave the mudblood Skelegro Potion in a small quantity, seeing if the bone would grow back by tomorrow.
Taking the bone he cut in his hand, he started to analyse the tissues and her cells, taking blood samples to analyze them comparatively to half-blood and pureblood blood samples he got, willing to give her some more healing potion Antonin fed her with a muggles nutriment bag of medicine, and none of them were pain medicine.
Leaving the mudblood on the table, he let his Master's pet enter the room for the night. He would be sure that the mudblood was going to cry some tears tonight, as he closed the door he started to hear her agony scream filled the room, with a smirk on his face Antonin walked along the corridor to join the dining room.
x-x-x
Thorfinn, Lucius, Draco and their Master were already sitting near the table, he chose to sit near Lucius who was waiting for Narcissa to come home.
"My Lord where is your pet tonight?" questioned Thorfinn
"With our special guest Thorfinn."
Feeling the disgusting feeling coming from Thorfinn, Antonin decided he would soon need to speak about that with his friend.
While waiting for Narcissa who entered the room to sit near her husband, all the men rose from their seat as expected by their Master.
Hearing the scream of pure pain coming from the end of the corridor, Antonin could well guess that the beast had been eating another piece of the mudblood or he had found her asshole and decided it was better to have her that way. He could not understand how that creature has been made that way, so twisted but in the same time so attached to his Master.
x-x-x
Eating their meal, roasted honey duck with orange sauce accompanied by glazed vegetables, they heard Greyback entering the house, as much as they could sense was sure of one thing, it was going to be the hell of a night for the mudblood. Greyback stepping into the dining room was only going to mean one thing, he wanted to fuck the mudblood tonight, pure werewolf behavior. Rising from his seat to go to the bathroom, Thorfinn wonders why his Lord has not killed him earlier. Attaining the door of the laboratory he could hear the pleased noise of the Beast that wanted to leave the room for now, opening the door for It Thorfinn looked around the room to find some of the mudbloods fingers on the floor near the door, while her body was still on the table, bleeding from different part of her arms, hands, legs, and face. Thorfinn could clearly see that her asshole and her cunt were full of mixed blood and body fluid of the beast, disgusted by the picture, he took the fingers in his hand to magically put them back in place, and giving first aid and care to her body. Leaving the room behind him, he was thinking of the best way to get used of her before she was going to be too damaged even for him.
x-x-x
Greyback was waiting in the dining room when Thorfinn came back in it, joining his seat near the table, he saw the creature in front of him sitting near Narcissa, and he could see how much Narcissa hated to see that thing, especially while sharing a meal with their Lord. Before he could move away the creature stepped away from Narcissa to approach Greyback, starting to sniff him like a dog, he let Greyback pet his head for a minute before crawling under the table to chew to bone Antonin gave him earlier.
Thorfinn could see how much his master was caring for the pet, obviously, because it was maintaining his life, and also because the creature could report any bad behavior in his ranks.
Fenrir got up from his seat trying to smell the room the mudblood was kept in before he could find her, he heard the growl of the beast, meaning one thing to him, the beast fucked his mudblood before him. Stepping away from where he was he made his way back into the dining room grabbing a piece of duck, he started to wonder how the mudblood would look now. For sure she was not a firecracker anymore.
x-x-x
Hermione could not feel her body anymore, she could barely sense her lungs getting air.
Trying to sit upon the table she could see all the blood under her, starting to turn cold, she wondered how many times she had left.
She just wanted to die now, after the experiment of today, she could feel the pain of her bone growing too slowly, her cuts were healing, and her mind was slowly falling into pieces. Inside she knew it was his fault and that was all Voldemort, but somehow she hoped he would have been really dead that night, cause from now on her goal was to kill Harry Potter.
A/N: Let me know your thoughts about that chapter. The warning will remain for the next few chapters coming. Hoping to post another chapter before the end of the week. I hoped as usual that I did not lose anyone on the side of the road.
Take care of you
Lenhan