A Secret Worth Keeping

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, only those that I created myself. Please do not harm me in any way. I only do this for fun.

WARNING: This is the rape scene in this story. If reading things like this disturbs you please skip it. It’s not too graphic, but just enough to cause the NC-17 rating.


A Secret Worth Keeping


Chapter Ten: The Truth Hurts Doesn’t it?


The images assaulted him instantaneously along with a barrage of emotions. Oblivious of everyone in the room, the images came flooding back to him.


~Flashback~


Dinner was finally over and he had just entered his classroom, anticipating the arrival of Miss Granger. She was due in less than fifteen minutes and he had to think of something for her to do for her punishment. He had told her that she would be assisting him this evening. The problem was that there wasn’t anything with which to assist. All the cauldrons were cleaned thanks to Longbottom’s detention yesterday. The desks were scrubbed with the help of Weasley the evening before. He grinned at the thought that if he could catch Potter out soon he would have a good week of torturing the Golden Trio. He chuckled to himself at that, knowing that with Potter it was only a matter of time. Potter loved to get into trouble and despised it when Snape caught the busybody boy in action.

He moved into the stockroom and looked around, No… no good. Everything was in order there as well. Closing and warding the door, he paused, scanning the room. His gaze settled on the jars aligning the wall and he grinned maliciously.

“Ah, perfect.”

A sudden popping at the hearth got his attention and he turned to see Lucius Malfoy’s head floating amidst the green flames. Severus scowled. ‘Just great. Just what I need right now.’

“Do you have a minute?” the head asked.

Severus looked at the clock and nodded. “Yes, but only a minute, Lucius.”

“Won’t take long, Severus.” The man spoke and the head disappeared, only to be replaced by the man himself as he stepped into the cold dungeon.

“I have a detention coming. Lucius, what is on your mind?” Severus asked, crossing his arms across his chest waiting none so patiently.

“What else, Severus. Hermione Granger.”

Severus growled, shaking his head slowly. Damn it! How the hell did he know Hermione was coming now? He had to get rid of him now, before she walked in. “Now is not the time to discuss this, Lucius.”

“I know she is your detention, Severus, that is why I am here. I’ve come for her.” Determined gray eyes met angry black ones.

“I am not going through this with you again, Lucius. I am not handing her over to you.”

“I have been promised her and I want what is mine.” Lucius’s eyes darkened while he fingered the silver wolf’s head on the tip of his cane. “I have certain plans for the girl.”

Severus growled again and with silent movements stood nose to nose with the other man. There was no way in Hades that he was going to let Hermione be alone with this sadist. His eyes glared into the other man’s as he forced his voice to lower dangerously. “She is not mine to give, Lucius. I will not risk my position for your blasted libido.”

To his surprise, the other man simply smiled and stepped back, raising his cane before him, not showing the least bit of intimidation. Severus eyed the cane but stood firm. “I am not asking, old buddy, I am taking. Draco informed me that she is due here at any minute now.”

“You are not leaving here with her, Malfoy. I will not allow it.” Severus restated, crossing his hands across his chest once more in determination.

Lucius Malfoy blinked several times before he bared his teeth threateningly. The anger now apparent in his eyes overpowered his regality. “You will not allow? This is the Master’s order, Severus. She is my reward, and I demand what is mine.”

Severus stood before him and glared; ready to fight if he had to, and it was getting to look like that was going to happen. “The master will have to find another ‘reward’ for you Lucius. I am not handing Hermione over to you."

Lucius’s eyes narrowed for a split second before a smirk crossed his face. “Why, Severus… Hermione? Don’t tell me you have something for the little Mudblood of your own?” Severus’s eyes flashed, causing Lucius to laugh. “You do! You have your own designs on the wench.”

“Don’t be absurd,” the darker man frowned, lashing out.

“You want her for yourself.” The blond man began to laugh loudly “And to think you’ve had your chance. Too bad it’s too late, Severus, because she’s mine. Perhaps if you are a good boy, I will share her with you… eventually.”

“Shut up, Lucius.”

“Or what?” the man cackled back. “You’ll tell your precious Dumbledore? Tell him what exactly, Severus, that you don’t want to give up the girl because you want to fuck her yourself?”

Severus growled and pulled out his wand pointing it at the man’s throat. He was immediately presented with the business end of the other’s wand in reply.

“Truth hurts doesn’t it, Severus? It’s too bad, though, because after I’m through with her she won’t be able to peddle her wares to anyone else. She be so well-used not even you would want her.”

Severus’s eyes glazed over and with a roar, he launched himself at the other man. Confused by the sudden attack, Malfoy stumbled and fell over the side of a desk and landed hard. Severus quickly came around and reached out to wrap his hand around the man’s throat. “You. Will. Not. Touch. Her…”

Lucius raised his cane and brought it down heavily onto the Potion’s master’s back sharply, causing Severus to break his grip and move away before the man could strike again.

“Hermione is coming with me. Now!” Lucius roared as he raised his wand at the other man.

“Professor?”

“Ah, the proverbial lamb.” Malfoy grinned, tilting his head towards the door.

Severus’s wand hand wavered slightly as he inwardly groaned at the familiar voice drifting to him. Turning his head slightly, he felt his heart stop seeing the woman in question standing in the doorway, her bright brown eyes wide in shock.

“Wait outside, Miss Granger,” he commanded.

However, before Hermione could nod and turn away, she felt a hand on her arm pulling her back into the room.

“Uh, Uh, Uh. Now, Severus, is that anyway to talk to her?”

“Get your hands off her, Lucius.”

“I don’t think so. I win, Severus. You lose. See you at the next meeting.”

The blond man made for the fireplace with a very confused and very scared woman in his embrace. Her eyes met Severus’s, pleading with him to do something.

“Expelliarmus!"

An unaware Lucius was sent flying into the wall, and before Severus could reach her, Hermione lost her balance and fell into the corner of a side table. He heard a sickening crunch and saw her go slack as she fell to the floor, unconscious.

Severus rushed over and felt for the woman’s pulse, relieved to feel it throbbing strongly beneath his fingertips. She was merely knocked out, not dead as he had feared.

In his moment of fear for her life, he had let the enemy get behind him. A harshly spoken word from behind reminded him.

“Crucio!”

Severus screamed as the flash of light enveloped him. Falling to the floor, he withered as the pain jumped through his body like electricity.

He fought the pain, tried to block the power racing through his bloodstream that was causing the agony. Thrashing and screaming, he stumbled around for his mind, trying to take his body back over from the sudden attack of the Cruciatus Curse. Normally, he could prepare for the curse and could fight it, but this time he was not ready. This time he let his defenses down at the most inopportune time.

Lucius lowered the wand and grinned down at the man lying panting on the floor before moving to look down at the woman.

“Really, Severus. Is she worth that much to you?”

“Leave. Her. Alone.” Severus managed to gasp between the lingering shocks causing his body to jerk uncontrollably.

“I don’t know; she looks very inviting splayed out like that. Don’t you think Severus, old boy?” Malfoy kneeled down and harshly shoved her into the centre of the room. “Not quite that alluring yet, Severus?” He grinned, looking back at the man still trying to recover from the curse.

“Lucius… Don’t… ” Severus had managed to get to his knees.

“Well, let’s see what she looks like in all her natural glory, shall we?”

Lucius raised his wand and with a muttered word, the uniform that previously covered the girl disappeared, leaving her completely naked to both men’s eyes. “Not too bad, eh, Severus?”

Severus’s gaze lingered on her for a moment before he looked back at his ex-friend. He felt a rush invading his head that had nothing to do with the curse. She did look good, too good.

“Lucius, I’m warning you.”

“Warning me? Oh, my dear friend, and here I am willing to do you a favour.”

“What favour?” Severus gave him a wary look as he climbed unsteadily to his feet, trying to figure out where his wand fell.

Lucius knelt over Hermione and started to caress her firm breast. He heard the other man growl and knew that he was gaining strength. Lucius palmed his wand tighter in his free hand as he allowed his hand to travel over her body stroking her softly.

“I am willing to let you go first.”

Severus’s eyes widened and he shook his head.

“No… ”

“Oh, I think you both would enjoy that, Severus, my friend. I think you have been celibate for far too long. You definitely need to get laid, and I think Miss Granger here will be well-suited for you. Look at her, Severus.” Lucius pushed the woman’s legs apart and gently ran a hand over her dark curls. “All yours, and I even bet she’s still fresh for the taking. Do you think she’s still a virgin? You could tell me, Severus. Just think…” Lucius ran a hand down between her legs and caressed her folds, eliciting a moan from the unconscious woman. “Your cock buried deep in her, pounding into her tight cunt. I know you want it. I can see it in your eyes. I can smell your arousal from here.”

Severus’s eyes were glued to the man’s hand between Hermione’s thighs and he felt his cock jerk at the sight. He was starting to get turned on just watching what Lucius was doing with his hand. He jerked his head up at the man’s last sentence and he tore his eyes away from the sordid scene before him.

“No, Malfoy, I’m not playing your sick games.”

Severus heard the deep sigh of resignation from the other and grimaced, his eyes searching for his wand frantically.

“Too bad, Severus. It looks like we are going to have to do this the hard way. I don’t think you are going to enjoy this as much as you would have willingly.”

Severus’s eyes fell onto his wand, sticking out from under one of the desks and he flung himself towards it.

“Stupify!” Lucius’s voice rang out and Snape fell to the ground in a heap, unable to move.

'Shit! Shit! Shit!' Severus’s mind screamed as he lay immobile, forced to lie helpless as the other, a man that he once thought of as a friend, approached and knelt down next to him.

He inwardly groaned as Lucius picked up the wand that ended up lying just at his side, just inches from his fingers. Severus glared angrily as he heard the chuckle coming from Lucius and saw him toss the wand to the desk.

“What am I to do with you my friend? I give you heaven on legs and you say no? I don’t think so. I don’t give gifts so freely.” Lucius stood once more and pointed his wand down at him. A sinking feeling overcame Severus as a single word came from Lucius’s smirking lips.

“Imperio!”

Severus felt a tingle rush throughout his body and he groaned at the sensation.

“No… Lucius… ”

“Oh yes, Severus, if you won’t do it for yourself I just have to take matters into my own hands. Now, stand up.”

Severus closed his eyes willing himself to stay on the floor, but the insistent challenge in his head fought for him to rise to his knees. He moaned in exasperation as his body defied his mind. His hands trembled in his tense battle over the right of command over his own body.

“Stand up, Severus, and walk over here. Now!”

His head snapped up and he struggled to his feet, giving the man the best hate-filled look he could manage under the circumstances. He did everything in his being not to look down at his feet where Hermione still lay, prone and naked. Spread out for the world to see, for the taking.

“You like what you see don’t you, Severus?” Lucius laughed and Snape snapped his head up, not realising that he was staring at her like a dog in heat. “Take it, Severus, she will never know. Take all of her and feel the power.”

“I… can’t… It’s not… right… ” He struggled to speak through the curse.

“Who said anything about it being right? This is carnal pleasure, Severus. Savage intense pleasure that you haven’t delved into in a long time. Give into it, Severus. I can see your cock already at attention. Give into the pleasures of the flesh, my friend. Fuck her.”

Severus’s eyes drifted down to her and his unwilling body fell to his knees beside her. He allowed his eyes to travel over her before raising a hand to her soft skin, feeling the silkiness of her flesh, the pliability of her heavy breast in his hand. Suddenly he pulled away with a shake of his head. He couldn’t do it.

He loved her.

“No.”

Lucius growled out a roar of anger and once more placed the wand at his throat.

“More coaxing is needed, then. Remove your trousers.”

Severus tried to fight it, but the power to do what was said overwhelmed him, and he reached down to unbutton his waistband and without a word slipped off his trousers along with his boxers, leaving him standing in his cloak and shirt. He stood motionless, trying not to look down at the girl he was being forced to take against her will.

“You know what to do, Severus. Place yourself between her legs.”

Severus closed his eyes once more trying to fight off the curse, but Lucius raised his wand higher and muttered ‘Imperio!’ again to reinstate the power he held. Severus felt his body move over Hermione and settle between her thighs. His breath caught in his throat when he heard her moan and her eyelashes started to flutter. To his horror, she was waking.

“Shit!”

“Do it, Severus!” Lucius spoke harshly.

“She’s… waking… I… can’t… ”

“Good, let her wake. I want to hear her scream when you plunge into her.”

Severus felt his body tremble as he placed his cock at her entrance. His hand moving over her skin without conscious thought. His body was betraying him.

He wanted this, but not this way.

Hermione felt the hands on her and she opened her eyes, staring up in horror at the man laying over her. Realising her situation, she reached up and tried to push him off her.

“Professor, no!”

“I’m… sorry… Hermione,” the man whispered and, without warning, plunged himself deep inside her. He felt her rip as he tore past her hymen and buried his cock to the hilt.

Her scream echoed around the room as he stilled, feeling the tightness of her. She struggled against him, fighting to get away, to get him out of her. He bought up one hand and captured her wrists, pinning them above her head while the other grabbed brutally onto her hip.

Lucius’s laughter vibrated in his ears as he started to thrust into her hard and fast, not giving her time to adjust to his girth. Her tightness caused him to lose all form of thought and her screams turned into soft whimpers as tears streamed down her face. He closed his eyes, relishing in the feeling of being inside her, the warmth of her walls as they surrounded him.

It had not felt this good in years.

Lucius leaned over and chuckled at the pair.

“Feels good, doesn’t it, my friend? Makes you wonder what you have been denying yourself. Right?”

“Oh! Fuck! Yes!” Severus growled and, releasing her hands, grabbed her by the ankles and pushed her knees to her chest giving him better access to her sweetness. He delved in deeper, causing Hermione to cry out loudly in pain at each bruising thrust.

“I knew you had it in you, buddy.” Lucius moved out of the way to continue to watch the rape. He was enjoying the view completely.

Severus growled deep in his throat as he continued to thrust relentlessly into her. She felt so tight, so warm and wet. He closed his mind to the banter that was taking place in his head. The part of him telling that other part that what he was doing was wrong. The part that felt the carnal pleasure threatened to ‘Crucio!’ the other part of him and that part finally fell silent.

When the voices in his head ended, he felt his balls tighten and with a ragged cry, he thrust once more into her feeling his release, thrice more and he pumped his seed into her womb.

Lucius stood and grinned down at the two, reaching out to pat the man on the shoulder.

“Nice show, Severus. I look forward to more in the future, but right now, I need to see my wife. I need some release myself after watching that. Not that I wouldn’t mind using your leftovers, Severus, but I’m not into bloody sex. Too messy.”

He chuckled as Severus finally looked down at the woman below him and paled at the amount of blood coming from her vagina.

“Oh, fuck! Hermione!”

He glanced up into her eyes and seeing the pain and humiliation there, moved quickly away from her.

Lucius chuckled at his friend and whispered into his ear. “You know I took the spell off you just before you entered her? Right?”

Severus stood shakily to his feet still staring down at her in horror. What did he just do? He had just hurt the one woman he loved.

“It felt good, didn’t it Severus? You took something that you wanted, and it felt good.”

“Get out, before I kill you,” Severus whispered in a low, dangerous voice.

“Oh, I’m going, my friend, but you can’t deny what you did. You raped your love. All on your own.”

Severus swallowed as he continued to stare down at the battered body of Hermione. His mind did not register when Malfoy flooed away, nor heard the laughter that echoed as the man disappeared. His mind was only on her, watching as her eyes filled with a pain beyond her physical hurt. Her emotions had taken a beating along with her body.

She curled up sideways and moaned as her body resented the movement. He knelt down next to her, yearning to touch her to comfort her in some way.

“Hermione, I… ”

“Why, Professor? Why did you do it?” She turned her back to him and he flinched hearing her sobs.

“Hermione, I… it wasn’t supposed to happen like this.”

She stiffened her back and sniffed loudly. “But it did. You raped me. You… you… hurt me.”

“I’m so sorry, Hermione. I didn’t want it like this. I wanted to wait. I… ”

She turned to look at him and he felt a blow in his guts at the look of hatred on her face.

“Wait? Wait for what, Professor?”

Severus sat heavily on the floor and placed his head in his hands feeling the despair that he would never be able to do what he yearned for.

“Wait for you.”

Hermione reached out and picked up his trousers to cover her nakedness not knowing where her clothing was. His words pricked at her and she cast him a side look.

“I don’t understand. Why would you want to wait for me?”

“Because… ” He glanced up at her and she gasped as the tears flowed down his face. “I love you…”

And then he broke down.