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Ch 14: Hermione's wish
When Harry left her at her dorm, Hermione went to retrieve the box that Snape had dropped as he departed from her. She figured that since the shower was running, that Malfoy would be awhile, so she had plenty of time to return the box. She walked out of the portrait and began her hike down to the dungeons. She marched straight up to the door of Snape's lab, knowing that he was probably working on more potions for St. Mungos. She knocked and before the door opened, she could hear rustling and some very loud cursing. Without hesitating, Hermione pushed the door open. The sight before her was unbelievable!
Everything in the lab was destroyed. Papers were strung from one end of the room to the other. Cauldrons were tipped over and slung around the room, one was even hanging onto a corner of a table at a weird angle. Hermione had never seen a place that had always stayed clean look so horrible. Hermione was about to call out to her potions professor to alert him of her presence when Snape came out from an adjoining room with his arms packed with more papers and two cauldrons. The foul words that were coming from his mouth went unnoticed to Hermione. What had her attention was caught after his swearing was done and his ranting was beginning.
"How could I have lost it! Hermione will kill me if she finds out. Why couldn't I have just told her earlier?" Snape's rant was cut short as he noticed a figure in the dim lights of the lab. "Can I help you?" he barked.
Hermione stepped forward into a more lit part of the room, never actually coming closer to him. The box firmly gripped in her hands. "Sorry, Professor. I didn't mean to interrupt. I just wanted to return this to you. It's yours." She stepped closer to a table and placed the box on it. She quickly turned to leave without another word to the irate man.
Severus felt his break break. She had his box! He was sure that he had lost it, and seeing it placed on the table, he wished that he had lost it. Has she looked inside of it? Is that why she is returning it? No, she's just being nice and returning something she knows to be mine,isn't she? he thought. Before Hermione could pass through the heavy wooden door, Severus spoke. Not his voice, but his words stopped her from walking another step away from him.
"So you hated it?" His words were came as a whisper. "I know that it is too soon for you to accept the fact. Dumbledore would probably done better not to say anything to me. Look at me, making a fool of myself and what not!"
Hermione turned slowly, "I don't understand."
Severus thought that he was about to explode. Understand? What was there to understand? "What exactly don't you understand? That you are a halfblood, or that you're my daughter?" he yelled.
Hermione was taken back by his words. "That is NOT funny! How dare you...?"
"How dare I what, Hermione? Make you realize that you do have family. Someone with your blood. So sorry to burst your bubble, princess, but I was trying to make this easier for both of us. I don't know how to be a father, but you know how to be a daughter, so act like one!"
"NO!" Hermione cried. "Dumbledore would have told me." Hermione abruptly stopped talking, a frown appearing on her teary face. "Wait one bloody minute! I had a father. Sorry to burst your bubble, professor. But he died. There is no one who could ever take his place."
"Just look in the damn box, you aggravating child!" Severus demanded. Hermione moved towards the box that was so innocently laying on the table. She looked up in surprise after she opened the box. Lowering his tone, he spoke again. "If I wasn't your father, why would I buy that?"
Hermione let her eyes drift back to the box and it's contents. Inside the box was a ring with the Snape family crest and the one trinket that she had dreamed of having. Inside the box was a necklace that was enchanted to hold a voice and granted the wearer one wish. She a hesitant hand, she reached in the box and pulled out the two items. The ring slide halfway down her index finger as she held up the necklace. To an untrained eye, the necklace looked like an ordinary slim chain with a small shell pendant. However, the wearer need only hold the shell and remember a voice and the voice would forever stay in the shell until the necklace was passed to a new owner. The chain reacts to a persons skin, allowing the wearer one wish for their lifetime, and when a new owner wore it, they would be granted only one wish as well.
"I thought that while the memory of your mother's voice was still strong in your mind that you would like to save the one thing you can never get back. Possessions can be lost and found, but as time goes by..., well let's say that I don't want you to forget her. I lost her once and can barely remember her. I don't want that for you. Not for my baby."
Hermione's eyes rolled back in her head, her body falling limply to the floor. Severus heaved the upper part of her body off the floor, and pulled her head into his lap as he sat on the ground next to her. Several minutes passed and Hermione began to stir. She cracked an eye open, looking up at her father. "Does this mean that I have to transfer to Slytherin? Cause I don't want to do that." Severus shook his head no, then helped her off the floor. She wiped her jeans off, earning a disapproving look from the man facing her.
"You would do better not to wear a man's clothes. They make you very heavy to move!" He smiled, earning him a smack in the arm. "I'll see you tomorrow? As you can see, I have alot to clean up." he gestured to their surroundings.
Hermione nodded, giving Severus an ackward hug. Just before she slipped through the door, she turned. "Just so you know, I don't think that I can bring myself to call you dad. I had a dad already and nothing can take his place. Just give me time to adjust and then I'll think of something to call you." and then she was gone.
When Hermione slipped back into the Heads Common Room, she went straight to her room. She had been trying to avoid contact with Draco. The kiss that she gave to him was still fresh in her mind, and it made her feel guilty. She hadn't meant to betray her boyfriend. She just couldn't handle anymore right now. First the fight with Harry and Ron, then the kiss, Snape's mom, the return of the Weasley's, Harry hiding something from her, and now her father being Severus Snape. Malfoy was not something she really wanted to deal with right now. From within her room, she could hear that Malfoy wasn't in the bathroom anymore. So she grabbed her pyjamas and headed for a shower.
Once inside the bathroom, she cast a spell on Malfoy's door to keep him out and another spell to silence the room. She turned on the stereo and turned up the volume as loud as it would go. She opened the glass shower door and stepped inside to turn the water on. Once the water was hot enough for her, she stood under the water, letting it beat against the top of her head, before it trailed down her body. She grabbed her bottle of bodywash and stepped away from the water to lather her body with suds. She hummed along with the words, occasionally moving her head or body with the beat of the sound. She had the music so loud that she never hearing the door to her room creak open. Just as she was about to wash the suds off of herself, out of the corner of her eye she saw another person step into her shower and put their hands on her hips before she could even react. Immediately, Hermione knew that those hands didn't belong to Draco. These hands felt ruff and they had a painful grip on her. Hermione turned her head sharply, slipping on the suds that were running off of her and onto the floor. There in her shower stood Blaise zambini with an evil smirk as he sized up her naked body.
"Oh my god!" Hermione screamed. Blaise let out a laught that froze Hermione's bones. She tried to edge away from him, but ended up being cornered in the shower. "What do you want? You're not even suppose to be here."
"Who knew that under all those baggy clothes was an hour glass figure?" Blaise said more to himself than anything. She tried to use her hands to cover herself but failed miserably. She cowarded in fear as the intruding boy came closer to her exposed body. Doing the only thing she could think of, she tried to push past Blaise but was pushed back against the wall.
Blaise smirked as fear overrode his prey. "You know what I'm going to do to you, right?" Then he brutally pulled her close to his soaking body and kissed her lips. A whimper escaped Hermione, before he slammed her back against the wall of the shower. His hands went to undo his pants, but he slid on some suds that had run off of Hermione's body, allowing her access to the shower's exit.
Just as she was free of the glass wall, a hand grabbed her arm. Thankfully, the soap didn't allow the hand a firm grip on her. The force she use to rip her arm away did, however, cause her to stumble. This gave Blaise the opportunity to grab her again. Together, they crashed to the floor. Forcefully, Blaise grabbed both of her wrists and pinned them above her head. Using the weight of his body, he held her legs down long enough to unbutton his pants with his one free hand. And in a very ungentleman like manner, he forced himself into Hermione.
Hermione screamed out in pain as Blaise entered her body. But that didn't stop him from smirking and adding in a laughing taunt. "Oh ho! Well well, mudblood! Not a virgin I see." Then he drove himself into harder than the first time. He continued to screw her on the cold bathroom floor, never stopping as she screamed out for help or for him to stop.
A warm liquid pumped from her body as Blaise raped her. It was warm and sticky, but he seemed unfazed by her blood smeared onto him. When he was done, he showered himself and picked the barely conscious Hermione off the floor. He dumped her into the shower to remove the leftover soap from her body then dragged her body into her room. As an after thought, he wiped the puddle of blood from the floor and undid the lock from Malfoy's door, before he reentered Hermione's room and crawled into bed with her. Before placing his wand under her bed, he placed a locking charm on her doors and soundproofed the room. Only then did Blaise Zambini return to his conquest of Hermione Granger, raping her unconscious body all through out the night. He dressed himself and left just minutes after he heard the shower in the bathroom turn on. There would be no way for Draco to catch him in the Head's dorms if he was in the shower.
Draco woke up at his normal time, but was surprised to find that Hermione had not beat his to the bathroom this morning. He turned on the water to heat up and started to retrieve a towel when he noticed afew drops of blood on the floor. Eeewww!, he thought. He banged on Hermione's door, after trying to open it and found it locked. "Damn it, woman! If you insist on acting like a muggle and have your periods, clean up after yourself!" He yelled.
He stayed in the shower longer than normal just to annoy her, but she never once banged on the door. He went about his normal morning rituals, waiting to see if she would ever want in the bathroom before classes started. She never once demanded that he open the door for her. But the sight of a towel thrown under his side of the sink made him begin to wonder. He carefully picked it up and discovered that the whole towel had fresh blood stains on it. Too much blood for a girls period! He put it back under his sink, deciding he would confront her later.
However, later never came that day, for Hermione never showed up to any of her classes, lunch, or even dinner. Halfway through dinner, Draco's eyes were still glue to the doors, waiting for Hermione to walk through them at any minute. Taking a quick glance around, he noticed that Potter and Weasley were watching the door, frantically. Something was going on and Draco didn't like the feeling the had resided in his stomach all day. He caught Blaise's eye and Blaise raised his glass to Draco and smirked. Something was definately wrong!
Not even bothering to finish his dinner, Draco stormed off to his dorm. Hermione had to come home sometime, if she wasn't already there. Once inside of the Common Room, he headed to his room to change. A sound caught his ears as he enter his room, the shower was running. Without thinking, Draco blew the door up. Not even a scream greeted him, only the sight of Hermione sitting on the shower floor with a sheet wrapped protectively around her as the water fell onto her figure. Draco sighed, walking over to her.
But a red sustance on the ground caught his eye. It trailed from inside Hermione's room into the bathroom and inside the shower were Hermione sat shaking. Hermione saw Draco staring at the floor in horror and she cried. Loud and unearthly sobs came from deep within her being. Those sobs alone drew the attention of a blonde to her. Not caring if he got wet, he stepped into the shower and pulled Hermione to her feet. He sat her down on the very floor that she had been taken advantage of the night before, and got out a few dry towels. He wrapped one around her shivering shoulders, and used the other to dry her face.
"What happened to you?" he asked.
Though she was shaking and scared of a male's presence, her face was contorted into a spaced out look. With a shrug of her shoulders, she responded. "Don't know."
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