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Adult ++
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47
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75
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Prologue
Disclaimer: All recognizable characters belong to JKR. All situations are mine. No $$$ is being made from this fanfic.
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Chapter 1 ~ Prologue
Twenty-five year old Hermione Granger finished her meal at the Three Broomsticks, put some galleons on the table, picked up her bag of take-home work from the Ministry and tiredly exited the inn. It had been a long day. The head of the Spells Department, Gregor Gregorian had written her up for departing from department procedure again. She had one more time to fuck up, and she was out of there.
The Spells Department was quite strict on experimentation without the proper paperwork and permissions, but it took them more than a week to sign a simple name on a dotted line. Hermione had come up with a way to improve the invisible shielding used by Aurors to protect themselves. Up to this point, when fighting, Aurors had to cast spells around their shields, which impeded their aim, making them less effective fighters. Hermione had found a way to make the shields one-way. They could keep hexes from coming in, but allow hexes out. The Aurors wouldn't have to fire around them.
Of course, such an important discovery couldn't be credited to Hermione as far as Gregorian and his tenured cronies were concerned. The witch would make them look bad by outperforming them. Hermione had already had the credit for six very good spells taken by the Department Head himself, who placed his name on the paperwork instead of hers, citing she was too low level for acknowledgement, and all work she did for the Ministry was meant for the credit of the Department as a whole…even though everyone else had their names on the spells they developed. Hermione was between a rock and a chasm. She needed this job.
She almost wished she had accepted the monthly alimony Severus offered her when she divorced him. It would have come in handy now. She could have quit the Ministry job and took her time looking for new work. She thought she was being fair because he had given her the house. She didn't want half his assets or alimony. She had just wanted to be free.
She and Severus had been married for three years, and lovers for two. Hermione had turned up pregnant, and the Potions Master did the right thing and married her. Neither was ready for marriage, but a baby was coming, and a baby had to have a name. Severus purchased a house in Little Hangleton and acted the proper husband. Then, Hermione miscarried, losing the child when she was four months along. It was a son.
For months afterward Hermione had been almost inconsolable, and kept her husband at arm's length, which he began to resent. They began to fight and their sex life became non-existent. Hermione moved into a separate bedroom…and her husband returned to the cold, obnoxious bastard she had known throughout her years at Hogwarts. It was as if they had never loved each other. Then the emotional abuse began. Severus accused her of never loving him, and she sent it right back at him in spades, citing his long absences and accusing him of doing more than spying for the Order, that he was cheating on her, and even accusing him of making up his torture by the Dark Lord to cover his tracks. People often say hurtful things when they themselves are hurting
It was true they weren't having sex, but Severus wasn't involved with anyone else. He had simply reverted to living a sexless life. He was a proud man and not about to beg his unreasonable wife to come back to his bed.
They had argued one night so badly that Severus said, "I wish I had never married you, Hermione. Then I could just walk away from all this. And you. I am more miserable now than I have ever been in my life!"
Then he disapparated and was gone for days.
While he was gone, Hermione moved all his things into his private rooms at Hogwarts. She then went down to the Ministry and looked through their law books to find if there was a way to dissolve their wizarding marriage.
She found a law in an obscure book about the legal status of muggle-borns. It was one of those laws that should have been taken off the books, since it wasn't enforced anymore…but it was still a law. It stated that muggle-born witches and wizards were not "true" magical beings in that magical parents did not conceive them. As such, they were denied the rights and privileges of true wizards and witches. It went on to say that the children of a union between a muggle-born and a true witch or wizard WAS a magical being because it had magical parents.
It was a kind of Jim Crow Law, meant to hold muggle-born witches and wizards back. It was archaic, but Hermione used it as grounds to dissolve her marriage, saying as a muggle-born she couldn't be held to the rules of wizarding society. After much consideration and research by the Ministry Board, she was granted the right to divorce Severus. They took the law off the books shortly afterwards.
She served a stunned Severus with the papers and he signed them without incident, without a word really, then returned to Hogwarts a free man. Then his solicitor contacted her with Severus' interest in attempting a reconciliation, which she declined. Then came the offer of support…her taking the house, half his assets and monthly alimony. She was tempted to throw them all back in his face, but grudgingly accepted the house.
The divorce had become final over a year ago and Hermione rarely saw the Potions Master any more. Once in a blue moon she might see him in a bookshop, or at the Three Broomsticks. He would nod politely and go on his way…not that she wanted to talk to him anyway. He had made it quite clear he had felt trapped in his marriage to her and wanted to walk away. So she let him. And he could keep fucking walking.
Every night Hermione went home to an empty house, and wrapped herself around her books. She wasn't interested in pursuing another relationship. Severus had been her world, and when he left it, a large, aching hole remained. She didn't try to fill it with another wizard. It would be too painful. She had lost a husband and a son. She didn't think she could stand to take another shot at love and fail again. So she became a recluse. Even Harry and Ron couldn't draw her out, not that they had the time to focus on their friend as much as they would have liked, they both were married and had their own families to attend to.
Hermione slowly walked to the public apparation point, her bag hoisted over her should, passing the shuttered shops of Hogsmeade, the torch lights glittering softly as she passed. There weren't many people out tonight, and the streets felt empty and lonely. Suddenly Hermione felt the strange sensation of being watched again. She had been getting these feelings several times a week as she headed for home…but never this strongly. She turned and looked around, then drew out her wand. Maybe a masher was about. She walked faster to the apparation point on the corner. Damn, the torch was out. Hermione slowed.
The witch fired a spell at the lamp to try and relight it, but nothing happened. Shit. She had to go to that point to apparate. Hogsmeade had a citywide apparation block except at designated points because of all the accidents that occurred when people suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Plus the noise pollution. Public apparation points had strong silencing spells around them to cut down on the thunder cracks that followed the act.
The corner around the apparation point looked abnormally dark, as if no light at all could enter that area. Hermione's heart started pounding, but she didn't know why. She wasn't easily frightened. Being married to Severus had removed a lot of her fears. He could be quite frightening and she had gotten used to it. But she felt something was wrong.
"Lumos," she whispered, lighting her wand.
Hermione saw another figure further down the lane approaching the apparation point. It seemed to be a wizard walking briskly. She sighed with relief. At least someone else would be there. She'd feel safer. She hurried up to coincide with the wizard's approach. He passed into the dark area but she could still hear his footsteps. She arrived at the corner just as the wizard did. He looked at her, and nodded his head, not speaking. She couldn't make him out, but could just see his motion.
Hermione nodded back, smiling She was just about to apparate when the wizard leaped on her, grabbing her wand arm and pulling her tight against him.
"Good evening, Mrs. Snape…or should I say Miss Granger. You are no longer the property of the Potions Master," purred a voice that sounded familiar, but in her fright, Hermione couldn't focus on it.
"Who are you? Let me go!" she gasped
"I'm afraid I can't do that Miss Granger. I have my orders. Plus, holding you is proving to be quite arousing. You are very shapely," the wizard said, pulling her even tighter against him. Hermione could feel a hard, muscular body beneath the robes. Then she froze in horror as she felt the wizard hardening against her belly. "Quite shapely indeed. I can see why Severus fucked you for five years before discarding you."
Hermione struggled against him and suddenly felt strong hands around her throat, choking her. She dropped both her wand and her bag, clutching at the strong hands cutting off her air. Just as she started to see lights, the hands eased up and she was able to draw in a shuddering, painful breath.
"As you see, resistance can be painful, if not deadly Miss Granger," the wizard said, still holding her throat. "I suggest you cooperate. You have places to go and wizards to see."
Hermione slumped in defeat. She didn't doubt the wizard would kill her if she didn't cooperate. She felt the hands release her. Suddenly, Hermione kicked out, hitting the wizard in his leg and breaking into a desperate run. She didn't get far. A stunner hit her in the back, taking her down. She fell hard on the stone sidewalk. A nasty gash appeared on her forehead.
"Stupid little bitch," the wizard muttered, rubbing his shin for a moment before walking over to the unconscious witch and hoisting her up on his shoulder. They were in the light now, and the torches shone down on a rather handsome face.
The wizard pushed his long, blonde hair behind one ear, his gray eyes shifting to the witch on his shoulder as he ran a hand over her hip lasciviously.
"Pity the Dark Lord wants you, Miss Granger. I would have loved you to see my little 'playroom' at Malfoy Manor," Lucius Malfoy said, regret evident in his voice.
He disapparated.
Hermione's wand and bag lay abandoned on the street, waiting for discovery.
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A/N: Well, that is the prologue. Sad beginning with Hermione and Severus divorced, and Hermione losing a child. But what could Voldemort want with her? Knowing him…it could be anything. I'm as stumped as you are at this point…lol. Well, it will come to me in a bit. If you think this story worth continuing (or don't) please leave a review. Thanks.
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Chapter 1 ~ Prologue
Twenty-five year old Hermione Granger finished her meal at the Three Broomsticks, put some galleons on the table, picked up her bag of take-home work from the Ministry and tiredly exited the inn. It had been a long day. The head of the Spells Department, Gregor Gregorian had written her up for departing from department procedure again. She had one more time to fuck up, and she was out of there.
The Spells Department was quite strict on experimentation without the proper paperwork and permissions, but it took them more than a week to sign a simple name on a dotted line. Hermione had come up with a way to improve the invisible shielding used by Aurors to protect themselves. Up to this point, when fighting, Aurors had to cast spells around their shields, which impeded their aim, making them less effective fighters. Hermione had found a way to make the shields one-way. They could keep hexes from coming in, but allow hexes out. The Aurors wouldn't have to fire around them.
Of course, such an important discovery couldn't be credited to Hermione as far as Gregorian and his tenured cronies were concerned. The witch would make them look bad by outperforming them. Hermione had already had the credit for six very good spells taken by the Department Head himself, who placed his name on the paperwork instead of hers, citing she was too low level for acknowledgement, and all work she did for the Ministry was meant for the credit of the Department as a whole…even though everyone else had their names on the spells they developed. Hermione was between a rock and a chasm. She needed this job.
She almost wished she had accepted the monthly alimony Severus offered her when she divorced him. It would have come in handy now. She could have quit the Ministry job and took her time looking for new work. She thought she was being fair because he had given her the house. She didn't want half his assets or alimony. She had just wanted to be free.
She and Severus had been married for three years, and lovers for two. Hermione had turned up pregnant, and the Potions Master did the right thing and married her. Neither was ready for marriage, but a baby was coming, and a baby had to have a name. Severus purchased a house in Little Hangleton and acted the proper husband. Then, Hermione miscarried, losing the child when she was four months along. It was a son.
For months afterward Hermione had been almost inconsolable, and kept her husband at arm's length, which he began to resent. They began to fight and their sex life became non-existent. Hermione moved into a separate bedroom…and her husband returned to the cold, obnoxious bastard she had known throughout her years at Hogwarts. It was as if they had never loved each other. Then the emotional abuse began. Severus accused her of never loving him, and she sent it right back at him in spades, citing his long absences and accusing him of doing more than spying for the Order, that he was cheating on her, and even accusing him of making up his torture by the Dark Lord to cover his tracks. People often say hurtful things when they themselves are hurting
It was true they weren't having sex, but Severus wasn't involved with anyone else. He had simply reverted to living a sexless life. He was a proud man and not about to beg his unreasonable wife to come back to his bed.
They had argued one night so badly that Severus said, "I wish I had never married you, Hermione. Then I could just walk away from all this. And you. I am more miserable now than I have ever been in my life!"
Then he disapparated and was gone for days.
While he was gone, Hermione moved all his things into his private rooms at Hogwarts. She then went down to the Ministry and looked through their law books to find if there was a way to dissolve their wizarding marriage.
She found a law in an obscure book about the legal status of muggle-borns. It was one of those laws that should have been taken off the books, since it wasn't enforced anymore…but it was still a law. It stated that muggle-born witches and wizards were not "true" magical beings in that magical parents did not conceive them. As such, they were denied the rights and privileges of true wizards and witches. It went on to say that the children of a union between a muggle-born and a true witch or wizard WAS a magical being because it had magical parents.
It was a kind of Jim Crow Law, meant to hold muggle-born witches and wizards back. It was archaic, but Hermione used it as grounds to dissolve her marriage, saying as a muggle-born she couldn't be held to the rules of wizarding society. After much consideration and research by the Ministry Board, she was granted the right to divorce Severus. They took the law off the books shortly afterwards.
She served a stunned Severus with the papers and he signed them without incident, without a word really, then returned to Hogwarts a free man. Then his solicitor contacted her with Severus' interest in attempting a reconciliation, which she declined. Then came the offer of support…her taking the house, half his assets and monthly alimony. She was tempted to throw them all back in his face, but grudgingly accepted the house.
The divorce had become final over a year ago and Hermione rarely saw the Potions Master any more. Once in a blue moon she might see him in a bookshop, or at the Three Broomsticks. He would nod politely and go on his way…not that she wanted to talk to him anyway. He had made it quite clear he had felt trapped in his marriage to her and wanted to walk away. So she let him. And he could keep fucking walking.
Every night Hermione went home to an empty house, and wrapped herself around her books. She wasn't interested in pursuing another relationship. Severus had been her world, and when he left it, a large, aching hole remained. She didn't try to fill it with another wizard. It would be too painful. She had lost a husband and a son. She didn't think she could stand to take another shot at love and fail again. So she became a recluse. Even Harry and Ron couldn't draw her out, not that they had the time to focus on their friend as much as they would have liked, they both were married and had their own families to attend to.
Hermione slowly walked to the public apparation point, her bag hoisted over her should, passing the shuttered shops of Hogsmeade, the torch lights glittering softly as she passed. There weren't many people out tonight, and the streets felt empty and lonely. Suddenly Hermione felt the strange sensation of being watched again. She had been getting these feelings several times a week as she headed for home…but never this strongly. She turned and looked around, then drew out her wand. Maybe a masher was about. She walked faster to the apparation point on the corner. Damn, the torch was out. Hermione slowed.
The witch fired a spell at the lamp to try and relight it, but nothing happened. Shit. She had to go to that point to apparate. Hogsmeade had a citywide apparation block except at designated points because of all the accidents that occurred when people suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Plus the noise pollution. Public apparation points had strong silencing spells around them to cut down on the thunder cracks that followed the act.
The corner around the apparation point looked abnormally dark, as if no light at all could enter that area. Hermione's heart started pounding, but she didn't know why. She wasn't easily frightened. Being married to Severus had removed a lot of her fears. He could be quite frightening and she had gotten used to it. But she felt something was wrong.
"Lumos," she whispered, lighting her wand.
Hermione saw another figure further down the lane approaching the apparation point. It seemed to be a wizard walking briskly. She sighed with relief. At least someone else would be there. She'd feel safer. She hurried up to coincide with the wizard's approach. He passed into the dark area but she could still hear his footsteps. She arrived at the corner just as the wizard did. He looked at her, and nodded his head, not speaking. She couldn't make him out, but could just see his motion.
Hermione nodded back, smiling She was just about to apparate when the wizard leaped on her, grabbing her wand arm and pulling her tight against him.
"Good evening, Mrs. Snape…or should I say Miss Granger. You are no longer the property of the Potions Master," purred a voice that sounded familiar, but in her fright, Hermione couldn't focus on it.
"Who are you? Let me go!" she gasped
"I'm afraid I can't do that Miss Granger. I have my orders. Plus, holding you is proving to be quite arousing. You are very shapely," the wizard said, pulling her even tighter against him. Hermione could feel a hard, muscular body beneath the robes. Then she froze in horror as she felt the wizard hardening against her belly. "Quite shapely indeed. I can see why Severus fucked you for five years before discarding you."
Hermione struggled against him and suddenly felt strong hands around her throat, choking her. She dropped both her wand and her bag, clutching at the strong hands cutting off her air. Just as she started to see lights, the hands eased up and she was able to draw in a shuddering, painful breath.
"As you see, resistance can be painful, if not deadly Miss Granger," the wizard said, still holding her throat. "I suggest you cooperate. You have places to go and wizards to see."
Hermione slumped in defeat. She didn't doubt the wizard would kill her if she didn't cooperate. She felt the hands release her. Suddenly, Hermione kicked out, hitting the wizard in his leg and breaking into a desperate run. She didn't get far. A stunner hit her in the back, taking her down. She fell hard on the stone sidewalk. A nasty gash appeared on her forehead.
"Stupid little bitch," the wizard muttered, rubbing his shin for a moment before walking over to the unconscious witch and hoisting her up on his shoulder. They were in the light now, and the torches shone down on a rather handsome face.
The wizard pushed his long, blonde hair behind one ear, his gray eyes shifting to the witch on his shoulder as he ran a hand over her hip lasciviously.
"Pity the Dark Lord wants you, Miss Granger. I would have loved you to see my little 'playroom' at Malfoy Manor," Lucius Malfoy said, regret evident in his voice.
He disapparated.
Hermione's wand and bag lay abandoned on the street, waiting for discovery.
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A/N: Well, that is the prologue. Sad beginning with Hermione and Severus divorced, and Hermione losing a child. But what could Voldemort want with her? Knowing him…it could be anything. I'm as stumped as you are at this point…lol. Well, it will come to me in a bit. If you think this story worth continuing (or don't) please leave a review. Thanks.