Draco had removed Hermione from the chains, but the leathers cuffs remained on her joints. She was terrified.

He was truly planning to get her nocked up. She didn't even know how she got here. The last thing she remembered was walking back to Hogwarts from Hogsmeade after having an argument with Harry and Ron.

Oh Merlin! Harry and Ron! Were they okay? Did they know she was missing? Were they looking for her?

She was so deep in thought she didn't notice when he placed food in front of her. She only noticed when the smell of bangers and mash with gravy filled her nostrils. She looked down and her stomach gurgled again.

Draco drew the chair opposite her and sat down, pulling his own plate towards him. Hermione continued staring at her food.

"Eat." The one across from her grunted. It was not a suggestion. It was a command.

She continued staring at the food that looked so appetizing. She couldn't eat it. She just couldn't.

"You've put fertility potion in my food, haven't you." She muttered quietly.

Draco snorted.

"Smart girl."

"I don't want to eat." She frowned, sliding down in her chair. Draco shrugged.

"Have it your way. Imperio."

"Wha?" A warm tingling sensation came over her. She tried yelling at the blonde but nothing happened.

"Eat." He said again, and she was horrified as she picked up a spoonful and put it in her mouth. She couldn't stop herself.

"Swallow." He smirked as he watched her struggle. This went on until the entire plate was empty.

"Good girl!" He praised. She scowled at him in her mind. "You got a whole vial of potion down you!" She wanted to be sick, but she couldn't. "But just to be sure…"

He pulled a bottle full of baby blue and baby pink liquid out of his pocked. Hermione watched with tearful eyes as he pulled her water glass towards him, emptying the contents of the bottle into her drink. He pushed it towards her.

"Drink it. All of it." Hermione had tears streaming down her face as she swallowed the fertility infused water. Every last drop.

"Good girl." He said again, and Hermione felt the spell being lifted off her. She let a sob escape her lips and her shoulders started shaking. Tears blinded her but she heard the scrape of a chair and then a hand gripping her chin and fingers wiping away the droplets.

"Hush." Draco soothed. "You have nothing to cry about. Nothing has really happened yet." Hermione spun around and started beating his chest with her tiny fists. He just stood there, as if he couldn't feel her blows.

"I hate you! I hate you!" She sobbed.

"I know." He caught her fists and lifted her up, spinning her so that her back was against his chest. With one arm her gripped her hands and the other traveled down to her stomach, stroking it slowly. She shivered. "Soon you'll learn not too."

She bit her lips and forced her tears to stop coming.

"We can have a good life here Hermione." He whispered into her ear. "You, me, and our child. Away from the war. Away from all of… this. We can flee together Hermione. Its up to you whether you come willingly or not."

She closed her eyes.

"I'll never do anything willingly with you." She murmured.

"Now, No." His voice was cold. "But you will eventually."

She shook her head. He growled in her ear and she jumped slightly.

"To make sure the fertility potion works, I am going to wait for a while before I take you." He let her go and shoved her onto the bed. "But that doesn't mean I can't do other stuff."

Her eyes widened as her head was pushed into the mattress with her ass way up in the air. Her arms where pull uncomfortably back and strapped above her head. She gasped as her thin garment was pulled away. Her panties where pulled down her legs and she whimpered desperately.

Cool air hit her bottom and she was terrified as she felt her self get wet. She cried out as fingers were pressed against her moist opening.

Draco pulled them away and watched the sticky substance dripping from them.

"Ah yes. That would be an effect of the potion." Hermione was slightly relived that it wasn't her body doing this naturally. "You'll have to wait though darling."

Hermione couldn't see where he was, so when she heard his foot steps walking away she tensed. Where was he going? She heard a cupboard open and something being pulled out. His footsteps were heard coming back and then nothing.

Hermione wiggled, trying to turn her head when CRACK. The hard lash of a whip came down on her backside. She bit her lip hard to stop any sound from escaping.

"Where you ever beat as a child Hermione?" She shook her head no. "Well then. I suppose you were too much of a good girl. That is what I want you to be Hermione. Good. Making me have to put the imperious curse on you is not good."

Another lash and this time Hermione whimpered. Draco stared at the two angry red marks marring her perfect skin. He felt sick pleasure giving her scars.

"I hate to do this darling, but I have to remind you of who you belong too." The whip came down much harder than the other two on her back, and she cried out. Draco flung the whip into the corner as a single droplet of blood ran down her side.

He went to the bathroom and came back with a wet cloth. He mopped her wound gently.

"This will scar." He told her. She didn't reply. Her ass in the air and her moist center was making Draco rock hard. He couldn't wait any longer. He just couldn't.

He flicked his hand to stop her bleeding. Not healing it, just stopping it from bleeding and released her arms. She fell onto the bed and started scrambling away as she heard the sound of a zip being unzipped.

He pulled his pants down, and her eyes widened at the size of his erection. She whimpered as he pulled her towards him.

"No! No please!" His mouth silenced her in a kiss as he rammed into her. He swallowed her screams of pain and thrust in and out without hesitation. Hermione felt fresh tears stream down her face. Draco stopped kissing her and buried his head in the crook of her neck, not losing his rhythm.

As he came he grunted and she screamed as hot liquid filled her welcoming womb. She had stopped sobbing, and a few stray tears left her closed eyelids as he pulled out of her and collapsed by her side, pulling her against him like he couldn't bare to let her go.

That night, the sounds of snoring and gentle muffled sobs filled the room.