Once again, may contain some gory parts! You are warned!

Once the group reached the inner hall, as it was called because that is where Voldemort's throne sat, the boys dispersed into the crowd. Hermione walked in also and the remaining girls waited just outside, since they were not full Death Eaters yet, they could not enter without being invited and you could only be invited if Voldemort did so. A masked Death Eater stepped into the waiting area and ushered the girls in. They knew they had to keep their heads bowed until they were told to do otherwise.

"I see you have brought me some new recruits! Come closer, let me look at you." The girls stepped forward and for the first time since coming into the hall, they looked up. There sitting beside Voldemort, one step lower from him, was Hermione. The girls were shocked, but quickly covered it. Voldemort got down and went over to inspect the new people. One of the girls got an idea and wanted to see just how strong Hermione's hold on her position was. She flirted with Voldemort and made sure that he saw her clevage from her position, kneeling on the floor. She also knew he was a skilled Legilimens and projected an image of him taking her roughly in the rear. Voldemort caught this and started laughing.

"My dear, that does sound tempting, but I don't think 'Mione will take to that. Besides, why would I want your tired, used, floppy excuse for a body, when I have that!" he looked at Hermione on the last part of the statement. Voldemort went up and sat down.

"Come up and be marked." One by one the girls came up and recieved the Dark Mark on their arms. None of them recieved the mark of a concubine. When the last girl came up, the one who had flirted, Hermione leaned over and whispered something to Voldemort. He threw his head back and howled with laughter.

"My dear, you know I cannot deny you anything. If it will make you happy, then by all means become giddy." Hermione stood up and before anyone could blink the girl was on the floor screaming in agony, and blood was coming out of her skin from the pores. Most of the group stepped back; they had never seen this kind of curse before and she hadn't even pulled her wand out or uttered any words. Voldemort looked thoroughly impressed and slightly aroused. Hermione stopped what she was doing and bent over the pale girl.

"If I so much as see your eyes twitch the wrong way again, I will make what just happened seem like a luxurious massage. Do you understand me?" The girl nodded her head vigoriously and crawled back into the crowd.

Voldemort dismissed most of the group after they had talked about an upcoming planned attack on some ministry officials and the remaining few waited patiently for Voldemort to continue.

"It seems that one of us has forgotten to mention just who it is that we are related to." He pointedly looked at Hermione.

"I am sorry, I did not think it would matter." She quickly projected into the front of her mind a story of Dumbledore finding her mother after the supposed house burnt down and how he placed her in a mental care facility, after her mother witnessed her own mother burn to death and left her there, never to come and see her again. How Hermione's mother was released at age 18, no one there to greet her when she came out before marrying and having a child. She showed herself growing up being taught to hate her grandfather, learning how powerful he was, her parents death, going to a group home, her grandfather coming to get her, her hating him but knowing there was no better way to stab someone in the back than when you were standing right beside them, with your arm around their shoulders, and finally her joining Voldemort's ranks.

"I see, but you should have informed us. We will use this to our advantage. You will still be punished, to remind you that no matter how insignificant or small you think information is, it is never to be held back."

"Yes, Master, I understand." Hermione prepared herself for a round of Crucio, but it never came. Voldemort's fingers were tracing alond her jaw line and he lifted her head.

"Prepare me!" That was the only thing he said, but the image he was projecting from his mind left no doubt what he meant. She kneeled in front of him and opened up his robes, to find he was naked under them. He was also sporting a very hard erection. She immediately got to work, sucking, licking and pumping his phallus. He had grabbed her head and was slowly thrusting himself in and out of her mouth. He stopped and spun her around. He shoved her head onto the floor, and before she could register what was happening, her clothes on her lower half were gone and he had thrust himself into her rear. Not being prepared, it stung and burned; she couldn't imagine what it would have felt like if she had not done this before. She could hear the others in the room cheering and shouting their master on and Voldemort's grunts from behind her. She was grateful that all the rest of the females were gone and that her robes were covering her face. She felt him starting to shudder and then the telltale sign of his release, which she felt run out of her bum and down her legs. Voldemort stood, adjusted his robes and then pulled her up. She made sure to show him that she was highly aroused by this act and he leaned forward and kissed her. He had never kissed any of his other concubines before, so all present knew this one was special. Hermione had to swallow quickly to keep the bile down. Everyone was dismissed and once again Voldemort apparated with her to Hogsmeade.

"I want to meet with you, outside of a meeting." Voldemort said while rubbing her cheek.

Hermione was shocked at this information and replied the only way she knew how.

"Won't that be dangerous though?"

"Leave everything to me; I will send you word as to the time and the place, all you need to do is show up." Voldemort disappeared. Hermione made her way up to the castle and met up with Severus half way there. He had been there the whole time at the meeting and only just arrived at Hogwarts a few moments before her. They relayed the events of the night to Dumbledore, who sat the whole time with his eyes twinkling even brighter. Severus couldn't understand how that man's eyes could twinkle so damn much. When they left, Dumbledore finally let the twinkle run out of his eye and down his cheek.

Hermione was greeted by her friends and when they saw that she didn't want to talk, they stopped asking questions. She got up and headed upstairs to take a very long bath. Lily followed a little while later and the two ended up hugging and sobbing on Hermione's bed. Hermione had told Lily everything that had happened and Lily wanted her to tell Remus, but she wasn't ready yet. She had to get herself to come to terms with it and when and if she did, that would make it real and she just wasn't ready for that yet. Lily nodded her head and continued to hold her distraught friend. They both fell asleep and that is how Remus found them when he came into the room. He knew Hermione had a rough time tonight and thought it would be best if she had a female friend with her. He was never more thankful for Lily. He grabbed his pj's and tiptoed out of the room. He was almost at the door, when Lily whispered.

"She wants to tell you and she will, but please give her time.''

"I will give her till the end of time if she needs it." Remus stepped out and headed for the boys' dorm.