A/N: BE WARNED! this chapter is very sik n disturbing!!! reader discretion is very very advised!!!

"do you really wanna live forever?

forever, forever"

Chapter 16

My Agony

"Mione" dumbedore said again, rather thoughtfully. "I've always loved the way it sounds when I say it. It just seems to roll off the tounge… Mione…." Hermione winced. Dumbledore put a hand on her shouder as she trembled, waiting for what would come next.

"I've always wanted to say it to your face, and see you smile." He lifted her chin with his long, wrinkly fingers, and Hemrione shuddered. "Smile" said Dumbledore cheerfully. She forced her lips into a fake smile. "Uh, if you don't mind me asking, what is the favour?"

Dumbedore smiled back. "Ah yes. I think you can guess what it is I want. Please strip down to your underwear."

Hermione bit her lip, just barely suppressing tears. Dumbedore watched her hungrily as she removed her jeans and tshirt to reveal a cobat blue bra and pantie set with black lace trim. She stood up, and Dumbledore moved closer, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her tight to him. He began to move his hands up and down her body, reaching underneath her bra and stroking her breasts, circling her nipples with his fingers.

She couldn't stand him touching her, but Hermione couldn't just run away or she woud never be able to get back with Draco ever again and she would be sent away. Dumbledore continued to touch her top half for several minutes, and against her butt she could feel him getting very aroused.

Then, his hands began to wander downwards. With a moan, he slid one hand down her panties. Hermione shivered as his cold hand touched her "down there". "Uh… uhhh… is this the favour, P-professor?"

"Please, call me Albus," he whispered in her ear. Dumbledore pulled his hands out from her panties. "And I'm getting to that. Follow me."

Hermione followed him dumbly out of his office and into an ajoining bedroom. There was a 4-poster bed. He unzipped his pants, leaving only a pair of off-white boxers, then Dumbledore lay on the bed. His knees hung of the end of the bed. "Kneel there" he said, pointing towards the gap between his knees. Hermione swallowed, and did what she was told. Her face was now level with his rock-hard member.

"Now, take off my undergarments," Dumbledore said, and Hermione, with shaking hands, took the bottom of his boxers by the sides and slid them off to reveal his erect member. Hermione recoiled, wanting to throw up.

"You know what to do from here," said Dumboedore, his voice shaking from trying to control himself. Hermione did know what he wanted her to do, and it made her sick. She forced herself to move her face closer, closer…

This isn't worth it! Hermione screamed in her thoughts. Why is Dumbledore doing this to me? the one man I thought was halfway decent, the one man I thought I could trust, is just a horny old pervert! Everytime I thought he was being nice to me, he was just hitting on me! UGH!!!

"NO!" she screamed out without thinking. "I won't do it! I don't love you! I could only, and will ony, do this for my darling Draco!!!!"

Dumbledore shot upright, still wearing his shirt but no pants. He looked F-U-R-I-O-U-S. "What is the meaning of this?!?!?! All I asked was for your cooperation, and you spit in my face!"

Hermione stood up, still only wearing a bra and panties. "I would rather be expelled then suck off a teacher that I trusted!!!!!!"

Dumbledore stood up. "Then you leave me no choice." Hermione waited for it. He was sooo going to expel her for good.

"Imperio!"

Suddenly, she felt her self moving. Without warning, Hermione was slammed onto the bed by some invisible force. She was paralysed – in her body, feeling what her body felt, but not controlling it. Hermione was a prisoner in herself.

Her head was nestled in the pillows as she heard Dumbledore using another spell to rip off her bra and panties. NO! She wanted to scream. But she couldn't. She could only watch in horror as Dumbledore ripped off his shirt and climbed on top of her. The feeling of his hard member rubbing on her naked body made her want to puke so bad but she couldn't do a thing. He let his full weight go on top of her, aware that he was sowly crushing her.

"I was only going to make you pleasure me once, Mione," said Dumbledore angrily "and then I was going to let you stay. But now, my darling Mione, this will be happening often." And with that he plunged into her with a moan.

As she was being raped, Hermione couldn't scream, she couldn't beg him to stop, she couldn't even cry. And when Dumbeldore had finished, he released her from the spell. She let it all out in a wail, with tears streaming down her face.

Dumbledore grabbed her by the hair and pulled her back to his chest. "You will not speak to anyone of this, Mione," said Dumbledore. "You will meet me here tomorrow night and you will spend the night with me. And dress up for the occasion, will you?" He magically created a skimpy black lace nightgown for her, and some even skimpier lingerie – a tiny bra that showed masses of cleavage and a g-string. "Remember, this is all your fault. if you had been an obedient girl, you wouldn't be in this mess."

Dumbledore let go of her hair, Hermione got up, putting her clothes back on, sniffling. "If you tell anyone, I will kill you," said Dumlbedore, his eyes lighting up as he stared at her naked body. His eyes met hers. "Tomorrow night. The password is Mars Bar."

A/N: oh. my. GOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDD!!! I hope no1 woz 2 disturbed bi that chapter!!!