Hope

Hey Guys this is an updated version of the first chapter - It\'s been beta\'d now:P Here you go, there is actually new stuff too.

Summary: After Hermionie is raped, Snape is asked to watch her. Their lives are both at stake. Can Snape give Hermionie what she has always wanted? Love and Hope?

Disclaimer: Not mine - just making them dance. They are the ingenious idea of JK Rowling. I\'ll put them back - i promise. Plot is mine but!

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A/N: This chapter is the rape, if this offends you, as it bloody well should, tell me about it, i write for release, and you read for release, so tell me how you go. Also i apologise for the fact that Snape is a bit uncharacteristic - i will explain why in later chapters. I’m a very twisted person who enjoys student/teacher relationships….get over it, you don’t like, you don’t read. Simple...No?

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Hope
A Severus and Hermionie Fic

When you call for me,
When I hear you breathe,
I get wings to fly,
I feel that I’m Alive…

When you look at me,
I can touch the sky,
And know that, I’m Alive…

You set my heart on fire,
Filled me with love,
Made me a woman.

- Celine Dion (I’m Alive)


Hermione sat on her bed, crying so violently that her whole body shook with agony. She looked out the window as the memories of last night began to take over.

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“What do you think we should do with her?” came a voice from behind her.

“Come on Ron, look at that body! It’s practically screaming for someone to fuck it.”

Hermione tensed, her whole body was rigid with fear, she knew what they were going to do, and she dreaded it more than anything in the world. The girl was bound to the desk, her legs spread wide.

“Harry, this is bull-shit. Let’s just hand her over to Voldemort,” came Ron’s voice, obviously agitated. They had clearly discussed this before.

“No,” stated Harry flatly. “Voldemort doesn’t want her, yet. He just wants her to be punished. So let’s get on with it already.”

Hermione felt sick. She couldn’t move due to her confines, and she could not speak with the gag they had placed in her mouth.


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Hermione thought back to the days when the three were still friends, when they hated Draco Malfoy and his cronies worse than they hated anything else in the world. It was a wonderful existence. Things quickly changed, though, when one day during their fifth year, Ron and Harry disappeared for a significant amount of time. This was strange, not that they would go for a long time, but that they asked her not to come. When they returned they had glistened with the blood of war and smiled with the knowledge of victory. Hermione asked them what had happened to them, she was pushed a way. Later that night, she received an Owl from her Muggle parents, asking her if she knew why her best friends were in the middle of a blood bath slaughter of muggles. Hermione was stunned, realizing they were working for Voldemort. During the next few months they became desensitised to blood, violence, and death, and repeatedly threatened Hermione not to say anything. She knew all to well that Voldemort would punish her if she did not comply so she went for months without a word to anyone.

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It had been hot that day, Hermione thought, still looking out the window. The holidays had started and most of the students had gone home. Only a small number of them remained. She had gone for her usual morning run, when suddenly Harry and Ron up tup to her. Harry told her that he knew how to get into Professor Snape’s potions lab. Hermione remembered that she seemed so excited about it, wanting to get her hands on some rather rare ingredients she knew would be among the many in Snape’s lab. She had smiled at the thought. That was the last happy thought Hermione had that day, from then on she worried about how she would ask the boys about their work with Voldemort, she knew it was happening, before her very eyes, and she wanted it to stop before someone got hurt – or worse.

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Harry closed the door behind him and looked around. Gods, he thought, the greasy git has a terrible mess in here. A smile played on his lips.

Hermione sat down in Snape’s chair. “Harry, Ron, can I speak with you for a moment?” They knew what it was about, she had been lingering on it for ages. They sat, Harry with a large book on his knees. Hermione knew what was to come next, and she knew how difficult it would be. She decided being blunt would be the best option. “Guys, you’re going to get yourself killed – working for Vold…” But Hermione was cut off, and a solid ‘clunk’ followed. Hermione fell to the floor; the last thing she saw was Harry with a large book in his hands.

So that is where Hermione found herself an hour later, gagged and bound to Snape’s desk.

Hermione struggled to breathe as her classmates closed in on her. Harry took the position in front of her and Ron the one next to her. Harry lay on top of her and kissed her lips, removing the gag and replacing it with a silencing spell. She tried to yell out but was met with nothing but empty air. She felt Harry’s hands ripping her shirt right down the middle and throwing it aside. Ron twisted her nipple through the fabric of her bra. She felt tears in her eyes, as piece by piece her clothing was ripped away from her body, until she was completely naked. The men quickly rid themselves of there clothing. Ron began to thrust his cock into her mouth with as much force as he was capable of. She tried hard not to gag when she felt the hot liquid of his cum flow down her throat. She tried not to think about it but found it near impossible when Harry began to finger her cunt. He began to moan, feeling her tense around his fingers. He stopped, much to Hermione’s fear; she did not want to think of what he would do next. Then the inevitable happened. Harry positioned himself at her opening and entered her in one quick thrust, breaking the barrier of Hermione’s virginity.

“Oh Gods,” Harry moaned, “that’s it Hermione, give it all to me.” She passed out from the pain.