Harry was Voldemort. Hermione stood before him with an angry look on her face.
"Tell me you stupid girl." Harry hissed.
"Never!" She growled.
"Tell me or I will show you what real pain looks like. I don't think Draco would appreciate it if you got hurt."
"Draco can go to hell. And so can you!"
Harry circled her and entangled his spider like fingers into her hair, pulling her head back and exposing the milky skin of her throat.
He pulled a fingernail up her skin and where the finger went a cut followed. Blood dribbled down her throat and Hermione bit her lip hard.
"Tell me."
"Never."
"Such a pity to harm you here." Harry put his hand on Hermione's stomach.
"No! Not there! Please not there!"
"Why ever not? Are you… hiding something?" He flicked his hand and a cut appeared across her abdomen. Not deep enough to cause any harm but still enough so to leave a message.
"Tell. ME!"
"No!"
Harry growled and rammed his fist into the wall behind him. Draco arrived and took Hermione away before returning.
"I thought you said she wouldn't fight!" Harry hissed at the blonde.
"I know! I haven't broken her yet."
"You better soon. If you don't get your act together, I will make her mine instead! I'll take her away from you and your pathetic child and turn her into my personal pet!" Draco winced. "UNDERSTOOD?"
"Yes my lord."
Harry Potter woke up with a start, a massive pounding in his famous lightning scar.
"Oh my god! Hermione!"
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"You idiot!" Draco growled, throwing Hermione onto the bed and climbing on top of her.
"Do you not know what will happen if you don't speak?" He ripped her garments off and thrust into her. She cried out and struggled. He was just convincing himself that she was still there.
"He will take you away from me, away from our child! You wont be able to see it because he will take," Thrust. "You." Thrust. "Away." Thrust. "From me!" He grunted as he came. Hermione whimpered.
Draco rested his sweaty forehead against hers.
"Let me go." She whispered.
"I can't. I can't let you go. I can't loose you."
"Not even for our child?"
"Not even for it."
Her eyes darkened.
"I will find a way out. I will do whatever it takes to make sure my child is safe. You are no where near my top priority." She hissed.
Her words stung, and Draco had to close his eyes.
"You might find a way out." He whispered. "You might be able to escape, to run. I will hunt you down and find you. You will always be able to run but you will never be able to hide. You belong to me. With me. You are mine."
Hermione shivered. She was afraid because she knew he spoke the truth.
