Broken Smile

Warning this chapter contains rape.

Broken Smile

Hermione and Ginny stayed at home for two week, in that time Hermione was able to heal but only physically. Molly took the girls back to school on a rainy Sunday, before Hermione left she had to promise Charlie that she would write even if she was happy or feeling poorly ‘just keep in touch’ he told her.

Hermione sat by the window on the Hogwarts express watching as the countryside went by. She closed her eyes for a moment, only for a moment until her eyes fluttered open again to see that the compartment was empty. She rubbed her eyes and looked back out of the window to see the reflection of a little boy through the window. Hermione turned around quickly but the little boy ran down the train giggling, she stood up and ran after him.

“Wait, don’t run away” Hermione called, “Your never catch me” the boy said in a sing song voice. She ran after him but he was right she would never catch him. The little boy ran into one of the compartments, Hermione followed him, pulling open the door but she did not see the little boy in side, Draco Malfoy sat looking out of the window, he turn to look at Hermione “Granger, what are you doing here?”

“Hermione, Hermione wake up” Molly said shaking her lightly. Hermione eyes fluttered open “I must have…” “fallen asleep, not to worry” Molly said kindly. Hermione kept having that dream about the little boy, she didn’t know who he was, every time she dreamed about him she couldn’t get close enough to see what he looked like.

As the three women reached the gates light rain started to fall “Come girls, we don’t want to get too wet” Molly said as she hushed them along. Hermione become very nervous, it was hard enough for her to face the Weasley’s but she knew facing the whole school would be much worst.

Professor McGonagall was waiting for them at the main entrance, Hermione was aware that Professor McGonagall blame herself for what happen that night, there’s only one person Hermione blames and strangely enough she blames herself. “Mrs. Weasley, how are you?” Professor McGonagall asked, “I’m fine” Molly said trying to sound as if that was true, “How are you?”

The Professor eyes fell upon Hermione “Fine” Professor McGonagall said but weakly. Hermione looked around as they follow Professor McGonagall, she always thought of Hogwarts as her second home; the school holds some wonderful memory for her but now she felt scared. The two people that made Hogwarts special where gone, she would never see them again.


Professor McGonagall tried to convince Molly to stay for dinner but Molly declined, ‘I should get home, I have some hungry boys to feed’ Molly said but thanked Professor McGonagall all the same.

Ginny hugged her mother good bye and made her way to Gryffindor common room to see her friends. Hermione walked Molly to the front steps of the school “Now don’t forget to write, if you want to home at any time just owl me and I’ll come and get you” Molly said motherly fixing Hermione’s cloak. “It will be Christmas soon so I’ll start knitting…” Molly went pale at her own words, two less jumpers to knit.

Hermione took hold of Molly’s hand “I miss them too, when I walk into the common room their not going to be there playing chess” Hermione said while a few tears fell. Molly took Hermione in her arms “I know it hard but they will always be with you” Molly whispered, “I’t k’t know if I can do this…everyone in school knows…” Hermione said while more tears fell. Molly pulled back from Hermione “You are the most independent young woman I have ever met, you have nothing to be ashamed of, I want you to hold your head high and know you have a family who love you very much” Molly said as her own tears fell.

Molly and Hermione stayed out side for awhile, a few more tears and many more hugs before Molly finely left. Hermione looked at her watch and made her way for dinner. She stood out side the doors of the great hall; trying to build up the courage to go in with her head held high like Molly told her to.

Some students passed Hermione on the way into the great hall, she could hear them whispering on the way in, ‘She’s back’ one girl whispered ‘If it was me I would have took a little longer before coming back to school’ another girl whispered back. Hermione watched them walk into the hall, she was about to follow when more students came, and all of them stared and whispered too.

Hermione turned around and made her way to the lake, she didn’t see gray eyes watching her leave the school. She slowly walked down to the lake, needing time to think. Hermione sat under her and Ron’s favorite tree, rapping her cloak around herself on the cold November evening.

“It’s so peaceful out here,” said a drooling voice, Hermione turned around sharply. “What do you want?” she asked standing up and drawing her wand. “I just wanted to ” Ma” Malfoy said holding his hands up in surrender.

Hermione looked at him; the resemblance between Draco and his father was scary, from their silky blonde hair, pale white skin to those gray eyes. Hermione felt shivers creep down her spine, she still had her wand pointed at Draco.

I’m sorry…for what he done to you, I’m glad he’s dead,” Draco said watching Hermione. “I don’t want you sympathy, I hope your father rots in hell” Hermione said angrily. Draco smirked “We finely agree on something Granger, I hope he rots in hell too” Draco said sitting down on the grass.

Hermione still had her wand pointed at him, “How have you been?” Draco asked looking out onto the lake. Hermione sat down too but kept her wand ready “chipper” she answered, Draco looked at her with risen eyebrows and said “Chipper?” Hermione laugh a little “Its what my father used to say” she told him but not sure why.

“I’ve only been back at school for a few days, mother left for Rome, she went to stay with my aunt for a while” Draco said softly, Hermione could hear the sadness in his tone. She couldn’t believe that she was feeling sorry for him, know matter how cruel his father was at the end of the day he was still his father and now Draco was hurting.

They both sat quietly while the trees were rustling in the wind. Neither of them spoke another word, they just sat there on the grass finding comfort in one another’s silence.

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Hermione had been back at school for two weeks, the stares and whispering had almost stopped. Hermione filled her life with books again; taking every day as it came. She writ to Molly and Charlie as she promised she would and enjoyed the extra sweets Molly sent her.

In the middle of November Hermione lay rapped up in bed feeling a little sick, her stomach felt odd. She closed her eyes trying to get back to sleep; turning on to her side to find a comfortable position.

“Mummy, mummy wake sai said a little voice, “Mummy’s tired” Hermione said turning onto her other side. The little hand open one of her eyes “Mummy wake up” Hermione eyes opened, she sat up and looked around, her roommate were still a sleep. She felt her stomach churn, quickly getting out of bed and running to the toilet, Hermione started throwing up everything she consumeom tom the day before.

Hermione sat by the toilet taking deep breaths, her stomach felt like jelly. Madam Pomfrey had warned the students that there was a stomach bug going around and to come to her if anyone felt unwell but Hermione knew she had no stomach bug.

Hermione skip her period last month, she hoped it was due to stress but fate has a different plan in store. She stood up a little to quick and balances her self by holding onto the sink; she looked into the mirror at her pale face. Life has many hidden doorayedayed through Hermione’s thoughts, yet another door opens.

Hermione crept back into her room trying not to wake her sleeping roommates. She took her wand from the nightstand and closed the curtains around her bed. With a shaky hand Hermione waves her wand over her stomach and whispers ‘reveal’ instantly her stomach glows a bright white which meant Hermione was going to be a mummy.

Hermione lay down under the covers, one hand over her stomach; she was pregnant. She thought back to her dream about the little boy, he called her mummy, the little boy was her son.

Hermione closed her eyes trying to fall back to sleep, maybe she would dream of him again; maybe this time she would see what he looked like. She drifted back into her dreams but this dream didn’t contain a little boy, she dreamt once again of that night in the dungeons with Lucius Malfoy, her nightmare.

“Please, please don’t do this” Hermione pleaded while tears slipped down her cheeks, “I know you hate me but please don’t do this to me”. Lucius smirked at her “I don’t hate you my dear, I have always found you quite lovely,” he said moving his hand down to her waists “its such a shame that your a mudblood” Lucius started pulling up Hermione’s nightdress. She tried to pull away but he held her in place “Stop, please stop” she cried.

Hermione felt his gloved hand move between her leg’s, she whimpered trying to pull away from him “Just kill me uld uld rather die then this” Hermione said trying to hold back her tears. Lucius pulled her knickers to one side pushing two fingers into her “You will die my dear but first I plan to have some fun” he said pushing his fingers deeper. Hermione cried out while Lucius laughed. She became wetter as his fingers worked faster, her body betrayed her, Hermione closed her eyes trying to take herself some where else.

Lucius pulled his fingers out bring them to his nose and sniffing them “you smell so sweet” he said mockingly. Hermione eyes closed she didn’t want to look at his smug face. Lucius took out his wand and bounded her wrists above her head, Hermione eyes shot opened as she struggled to free herself. Lucius watched Hermione in glee “Do you know how beautiful you look? All tied up and helpless,” he said taking the neck of her nightdress and ripping it down the middle.

Hermione now only wore bra and knickers; she was shaking but not from the cold dungeon, from fear. Lucius looked at the young woman before him, her soft curves, pale skin and full breasts just waiting to be corrupted.

“Why are you doing this?” Hermione asked knowing the answer, “Don’t ask stupid questions?” Lucius told her putting his wand away; he seemed to want to do this the muggle way. Lucius came close to Hermione, too close, she held her breath as he reach around and unhooked her bra exposing her full breasts.

Hermione’s pink nipples were erected which brought a smirk to his face. Lucius lowered his mouth over one of her nipples; she closed her eyes while tears slipped down her cheeks. His other hand paid attention to her other nipple taking it between his fingers. Hermione felt herself growing wetter which made her cry more, she felt so dirty, she cursed her body for betraying her.

Hermione knew there was no escaping, Lucius Malfoy could do what he pleased and she was powerless to stop him. She turn her head to the side with her eyes closed while Lucius moved his mouth to her other nipple biting down on it which made her cry out. Hermione felt him kiss her cheek softly “You never know, you might enjoy this” Lucius whispered into her ear. Hermione open her eyes “I hate you with everything I have” she said not expecting Lucius to kiss her roughly on the lips.

Hermione bites down on his bottom lip as hard as she could which caused him to cry out in pain. “You little h” Lh” Lucius yelled at her, Hermione spat at him which enraged Lucius even more. He slapped her with the back of his gloved hand “You seem to want to do this the hard way” he said regaining his composure.

Lucius ripped Hermione’s knickers from her body while she struggled to break free, she cried, she wanted to die. Lucius took off his cloak and tossed it to one side, he unzipped his trousers as the noise echoed through the dungeons. Hermione closed her eyes again, what else could she do?

Hermione felt Lucius’s manhood press against her stomach, a desperate cry tour from her throat, she tried to pull away from him as he entered her. “NO, STOP…please” Hermione cried in desperation. Lucius’s laughs echoed through the dungeons as he took her; he took what he wanted from her and enjoyed her cries.

When Lucius was done he stayed with in her while he panteermiermione lay against the wall motionless, she felt as if her body bee been ripped apart. Lucius finely pulled out of her, he zips up his trousers and places his cloak around sho shoulders. Hermione started to sob quietly against the wall, her arms hurt from being tied up for so long.

Lucius walked up and down in front of Hermione, he left her naked against the wall “Life hasn’t been very kind” he said stopping in front of her. Hermione had her head turned to the side; her eyes were closed with silent tears slipping down her cheeks. “Look at me” Lucius demanded, Hermione kept her eyes tightly closed, “Look at me” he repeated.

Lucius griped Hermione’s chin making her look at him “Open your eyes” he commanded, she open her eyes slowly, they were sore from crying so much. Hermione looked at his smug face; his cold eyes told her he loved every minute of her pain. “The dark lord has probably killed your little Potter friend by now” Lucius taunted her “What should I do with you” he said twisting his wand in between his fingers. “I could kill you, end your little life or I could keep you as my little plaything, I mean killing you would be a waste of all my hard work” Lucius said pointing his wand at Hermione’s face.

Hermione wasn’t looking at Lucius, she squinted her eyes, she thought she was seeing thing. Stood behind Lucius was the last person Hermione thought she would see to night, “Expelliarmus” Professor Snape shouted.

Lucius’s wand shot out of his hand and Snape caught it. Lucius turned around looking shocked to say the least “Severus” he said eyeing his wand in Snape’s hand. “Lucius” said Sanpe though his eyes were on Hermione’s scared form, with a wave of his wand Hermione was on tied.

Hermione lowered her arm, they hurt so much, and she tried to cover her body the best she could. Snape watch her, this disturbing image of her would forever haunt him, suddenly he saw that little girl that walked into his classroom six years ago. Snape took off his cloak and made it float over to Hermione, she rapped it around herself unable to look at her Professor.

“Oh isn’t that sweet, that old man has made you soft” Lucius said angrily, “I told the dark lord you were playing for the other side but he seemed to trust you”. Snape laughed at Lucius’s words “The dark lord is no more” Snape said pointing his wand at Lucius.

Hermione was moving further away from Lucius but she stopped at Snape’s words. ‘The dark lord was no more’ Harry won, they won the war. Lucius shook his head “Your lying” Lucius shouted; “Why would I lie, your master is dead” Snape said moving further into the lab, his wand still pointed at Lucius.

“How are we going to duel if I don’t have my wand? It would be hardly fair,” Lucius said trying to put some distance between them. “Don’t forget were both Serinerin’s, we never play fair,” Snape said not giving Lucius time to answer, Snape waved his wand and shouted “Avada Kedavra” sending a green flame out from the end of his wand which hit across Lucius’s chest.

Hermione closed her eyes turning against the wall, the lab became dark again but she remained pressed against the wall. “Miss Granger, are you ok?” Snape said in a soft tone, one that Hermione had never heard him use. Hermione turned around slowly but kept her head down, she couldn’t look at this man, her Professor.

She held his cloak tightly around herself, she couldn’t stop shaking “I’m scared sir” Hermione said tearful, Snape’s dark eyes focused on the top of her head “Your safe Miss Granger” he said lifting her chin gently so he could see her eyes “Your safe Miss Granger”.

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abr- I’m sorry to hear about you’re my mother, I lost my Nana three weeks ago so I know how you feel. I’m glad you like ttorytory and thank you for reviewing.

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Next chapter-Christmas time again.