Trick or Treat

Thank you all for the reviews! I'm glad your liking my little Halloween treat *lol* the next installment should be up pretty soon... hopefully before Halloween :) - Love Esme
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Suddenly Hermione felt Draco being ripped from her and saw a flash of long platinum hair. She gasped when she saw Draco and his father wrestling each other to the ground. She didn’t think twice before she grabbed her cloak and ran for her life. The only thought in her mind as she heard the rustle of leaves and heavy footfalls behind her was to get to the castle as fast as she could.

Hermione couldn’t help but feel it in her bones that something monumental and horrifying would happen tonight. It was Halloween, a full moon and she could hear a violent storm brewing. She had just remembered Voldemort killed Harry’s parents on Halloween, which made her stomach drop even lower. She could hear the footfalls closing in and heard the shrieks of bats swooping across the tops of the disfigured trees of the Forbidden forest.

She was clutching a stitch in her side and was grateful to see the clearing ahead, she was almost out of the forest. She sped by the enchanted rose bush and didn’t stop to pick up her basket or wand, though the footfalls died off as she made it through the edge of the forest. She made it to the front entrance as the thunder rolled in and a vivid flash of lightning lit up the pale ghostly face of one Severus Snape.

Hermione crashed against him and he caught her in his arms. “P-professor, death eaters in the Forest…help me, Draco’s with them, take me to Dumbledore!” she panted against him, pulling her cloak around her to cover her nude form. She shuddered at another loud clap of thunder and the lightning lit up the sky long enough for her to see the cold cruel smile spread across Snape’s face. Suddenly he aimed his wand and she slumped into his arms, before she passed out she heard the baleful cry of a werewolf, hoping upon hopes that the Order was here and it was Lupin come to save her, she let the darkness envelope her.

Hermione woke up to a loud clap of thunder that made the windows of the worn down shack she was in shudder, the lightning lit up the entire cabin as the rain beat heavily on the thin window panes. When she woke up her eyes focused on a dusty clapboard ceiling, with shadows dancing across the ceiling and walls. The only light in the room came from a small stone fireplace that emitted little to no heat as she shivered in the dimly lit shack. She heard voices arguing indistinctly in the background and her heart froze as she saw a flash of long platinum hair out of the corner of her eye. Her senses were starting to come back to her and her entire body ached, her brain felt swollen inside her skull and her body was so sore she felt paralyzed. Suddenly she heard a door creak open and felt an icy cold gush of wind blast across her naked flesh.

She heard a girl shrieking at the top of her lungs, it was Ginny. Hermione’s heart fell through her stomach, it was all her fault if Ginny was killed along with her she thought darkly. Hermione barely had the energy to tilt her head to the side to see Ginny being thrown on the same rough wooden table she was lying on. Hermione’s eyes couldn’t focus on Ginny’s and she felt strong hands gripping her arms and legs. Heavy iron shackles and manacles were clamped on to her limbs and that’s when she looked into the cold grey eyes of Lucius Malfoy. He was leering down at her, his storm cloud grey eyes darkening with lust.

Hermione could hear Ginny’s shrieks stop and the heavy iron chains being fastened to the small redhead. Lucius Malfoy flicked his wand and Hermione felt an oddly warm sensation spread through her body. Her limbs felt like jelly but her head stopped aching and her vision was back to normal, she was completely alert and taking in the horrifying scene in front of her. The room was filled with Death Eaters, Snape and Malfoy were standing over her and she saw a number of cloaked figures in the background. “I want her awake for this” Lucius drawled. She watched him slowly remove his fine leather gloves, finger by finger till he tossed them aside. Suddenly Lucius gripped her legs and spread them wide as he drug her farther down the table. Splinters now embedded into her back and she stifled a gasp. Lucius ran his hands up her body and over every curve, slowly drinking in her body with his cold grey eyes. His hands felt like fire scorching her flesh as they circled her nipples and dipped into her navel.

She was paralyzed with fear, would she be raped repeatedly by every Death Eater in here? would she survive?. The fear was etched plainly across her face and Lucius gave a cold cruel laugh when his eyes met hers again. “just having a bit of fun before I hand you over to the Dark Lord my little mudblood” he drawled.

Lucius continued his exploration of her body and she clenched her eyes shut. She turned her head and her eyes rested on Ginny. The petite red head looked as if she was sleeping, “Ginny” Hermione whispered, Ginny was still unconscious and gave no response. Hermione’s body went rigid and she swallowed hard when she heard the metallic clanking of Malfoy’s belt buck and felt the rustle of fabric against the insides of her thighs. His scorching fingers probed into her soft mound, greedily exploring her folds only to be quickly ripped from her. He positioned himself at her entrance and with one powerful thrust embedded his long hard shaft inside of her.

She stifled a scream as his flesh tore through her own, she felt herself tear at his massive size and the tears brimmed in her eyes. He pumped into her like a piston, slamming into her, crushing her into the rough wood of the table. The firelight illuminated his face, his eyes were boring into her with lust and his mouth was slightly ajar in sheer ecstasy. She clenched her eyes shut and looked back over at Ginny.

The red head was awake now and Hermione’s blood ran cold when she saw Fenrir Greyback climbing on top of her. He was suckling at her breasts and Hermione saw the scratches lining the insides of her thighs, dripping with blood. Hermione reached out and grabbed Ginny’s hands. Their eyes met and their hands clasped together tightly. They were sharing the same horrifying experience, their bodies being violated in cruel perverted ways by Voldemort’s Death Eaters. Hermione’s gaze was ripped from Ginny and she felt a hard erection being pushed against her lips. She was cast in shadow and could not see the man’s face. “suck” was all the man had barked out.

She knew that voice, it was very deep and sent chills up your spine. The dim firelight shifted and as she opened her mouth she realized one horrifying detail, her mouth was being filled by none other than her own Potions master Severus Snape. He jammed his cock to the back of her throat and she fought hard not to gag on his length.

Hermione was on the brink of giving up hope, as she was slammed into by Snape and Malfoy, she could feel Lucius picking up speed and hitting into her deeper and deeper with each thrust as Snape rocked his hips, jamming his cock to the back of her throat.

She was gasping in pain as Lucius was nipping and sucking at every inch of skin. He took her entire breast into his mouth and as he came closer and closer to climax she could feel his teeth sinking into her. Her neck shoulders and breasts were all sore and bitten, his tongue laving over her nipples slowly. Suddenly Lucius came like a fount inside of her and as he sank his teeth into her nipple her screams were muffled by Snape’s cock.

Snape suddenly pulled out of her mouth and exploded onto her face, drenching her mouth and face with his cum. She screwed her eyes shut and felt Snape smearing his cum over her lips. Lucius was still collapsed on top of her, panting wildly with his cock still inside of her. Hermione could see stars and was vaguely away of what was happening to her anymore, Moments later she found Lucius staring down at her, his hand tightly wrapped around her throat. “if you look away I’ll kill the red head, now open your mouth”.

Lucius was larger than any man she had ever seen before and was afraid of chocking to death on his cock if he lost control, but her thoughts were on Ginny as she slowly opened her mouth. Lucius never removed his death grip from her throat, nor did his eyes leave hers as he pumped himself slowly deeper into her mouth. Her jaws ached from accommodating Snape, now they were screaming from trying to fit Lucius into her mouth. With tears now streaming down her face, she felt Snape enter her.

Hermione listened intently for any sound coming from Ginny and still held onto her hand. She tried as hard as she could to stare up at the blonde man above her, his cold grey eyes made chills run down her spine.

She felt an icy blast of air and as another clap of lightning and roar of thunder shook the little shack the door creaked open, Lucius tore his eyes from her and she saw a small glimmer of fear in his eyes. The lightning illuminated the looming figure of Voldemort like a strobe light flashing upon his skull like face. He was dragging Draco’s half conscious body into the small room. Draco was covered in blood and his breathing was shallow. Hermione felt Lucius leave her mouth abruptly and Hermione turned her eyes over to Ginny. Lestrange was buried inside of her and tears were streaming down her face, but she was still alive. Snape was close to climax, though distracted he picked up speed and within a few strokes he came violently inside of her.

Hermione’s eyes locked on Draco’s, he stood slumped against the wall with bruises blooming all over his flawless skin. Draco seemed to speak volumes with his big grey eyes and in an instant there was an exchange between them. It went without notice, silent but significant, Draco had had his fill of the Dark Lord and for once in their young lives, Hermione and Draco were now on the same side of the fight.

“Lucius, deal with your brat before I’ve decided to put an end to him” Voldemort hissed as he glided closer to Hermione and Ginny. Another strobe like clap of lightning shown Voldemort’s ghostly white face loom closer to Hermione, his scarlet eyes glowing ever brighter. Snape seemed to vanish into the shadows as Voldemort took his place between her legs. With a wave of his hand the shackles and manacles evaporated into thin air and he descended on his prey. Voldemort’s body was as hard and cold as a block of ice and she felt as if the life were being sucked from her by his very touch.

He sank into her violently and aimed his wand. “Crucio!” he hissed and her body writhed in agony. Voldemort looked down at her thrashing with a cruel grimace on his face. He was getting off on her agony and slammed into her harder. As he got closer to climax he tossed his wand aside and painfully grabbed fistfuls of her hair.

Though Hermione was in agony she strained to listen to Draco’s voice over the din of Voldemort’s hisses and pants. “You said she was my reward!” Draco bellowed to his father. Lucius was restraining Draco from pouncing on Voldemort as best he could. Draco rounded on his father and Lucius was knocked out cold by a surprise punch from Draco.

Hermione heard voices outside the shack and an odd glimmer of hope coursed through her. The air seemed electrified and a cold breeze was picking up, whipping a circle around the shack, she could hear the boards and rafters creaking. She knew it had to be nearing midnight. Midnight, on All Hallows Eve, on a full moon was like having the planets align, and she hoped it was all in her favor, for magic is always most potent on all three of these occasions. She knew help was on the outside of the shacks walls, she could not explain it, but she could feel it in her bones.

She remembered Dumbledore’s words her first year when he explained the significance of All Hallows Eve and the midnight hour. Even muggles could sense there were other planes of existence and powers that could make themselves known on this most magic of nights. The wizened wizards words rang in her brain as she felt Voldemort’s icy breath on her face. “ Magic and the powers of good and evil, dark and light are most powerful on All Hallows Eve, the time these powers are most potent lasts for one hour -- from half an hour before midnight to half an hour after midnight. The half-hour before midnight is for doing good. The half-hour after midnight is for doing evil’.

She knew her own power would be most potent during the half hour before midnight, and in turn Voldemort’s power would be the weakest. She knew the battle that was brewing, Voldemort had picked this night to overtake Hogwarts and destroy everything she held dear. She had to destroy him before his time, the time his power of evil would overtake the good.

She slowly snaked her hands up Voldemort’s shoulders, in a slow sexy way that betrayed her trembling heart. She caressed her hands over his neck and with as much strength and speed as she could muster she snapped the Dark Lords neck.

With a sickening snap and flash of scarlet eyes, Voldemort’s body slumped lifelessly on top of hers. Suddenly the shack gave a terrible groan of wood, iron and stone. No one dared moved for fear of being tossed through a window, the shack felt as if it were being levitated and being turned on it’s side.

Hermione pushed Voldemort off of her body and just as the other Death Eaters were about to spring upon her, the roof and walls were torn asunder, leaving only a foundation. A hundred some ghosts exploded through the wreckage and descended upon the Death Eaters. Hermione covered Ginny with her body as she heard spells being shot by Order members and Death Eaters alike.

Whirrs of silvery white spirits were creating a type of tornado, it was the ghosts deflecting the Death Eaters Spells. She felt strong hands wrap around her arms, they were pulling her away, she looked over her shoulder and Draco’s bruised and bloodied face was inches away from hers. “Not without Ginny!” Hermione screamed over the rampaging wizards and witches surrounding them. Draco scooped Ginny up in his arms and Hermione ran with Draco as fast they could out of the line of fire.

Draco saw Lestrange out of the corner of his eye, he had his wand aimed at Hermione who was within arms reach of himself. “Sectumsempra!” Lestrange wailed. Draco threw himself in front of the spell and his back was laid open with a huge gash. Lestrange bellowed the spell again and it hit Draco a second time before Lupin subdued Lestrange. Hermione threw caution to the wind and grabbed Draco and Ginny and apparated to St. Mungo’s. She had never apparated that far before and had no idea where she was at the time she apparated or even if she could apparate from where she was at. All she knew was that it was her time, the light was the strongest and she had to do all she could to save the two people in her arms.

She thanked Merlin once her feet touched the paved streets of London and she saw her reflection in the old dilapidated store front that was the entrance to St. Mungo’s. Ginny was still in Draco’s arms and she and Hermione had not a stitch of clothing on them. Hermione was the only thing holding Ginny and Draco up. She was working off pure adrenaline and managed to get both Ginny and Draco under the care of Healers.

She was in the emergency care ward and Draco and Ginny were in beds next to hers. It was a miracle she was still conscious but suddenly a great and terrible rage erupted inside of her chest. She shifted her weight to one side of the bed and grabbed the handles on the side of Draco’s bed. With great difficulty she drug the beds together and watched over him, a mixture of hate, gratitude, and another emotion more terrifying than the others brimmed inside of her. She watched his golden eye lashes flutter open and she was suddenly staring into weary grey eyes. “give me a reason why I shouldn’t kill you right now” she seethed.


She glanced at the clock on the wall, It was exactly 12:30 and the battle between the Light and Dark were warring. Draco had to make a fast decision, would he go to the light? Or remain in darkness. He could almost feel his own powers struggling against each other, a civil war was waging inside of Draco and he felt like he would be driven insane. He looked into her deep brown eyes filled with rage and he could almost see the sparks flying out of them, she was gripping the front of his hospital gown and her face was so close to his.

Without thinking he gently leaned over and claimed her lips. When he released the kiss he decided in that instant that the light in her took over the dark in him, the air seemed to crackle with the tension and power between them. She looked hurt and flustered and scared, he felt an odd sense of shame at making the brave Gryffindor lioness scared of him. She recoiled and it was Draco this time that drug Hermione’s bed closer to his.

“I’ll tell you everything I know, everything I did, give me a chance Hermione!” he said in a hoarse whisper. “a chance at what? At rape and deceit? A chance to spy on the Order?” she said as she tried to push her bed away from Draco’s. He struggled against her and their beds were skidding and rattling around the curtained off room they were in. It would have struck Hermione as funny to see two scuffed up enemies struggling against each other in gurney’s, but the situation was getting desperate. To Hermione the longer Draco talked the more she believed him and that was one thing she was trying desperately not to do.

“You tricked me, you just want to save your own sorry skin because Voldemort wants you dead now!” she hissed as she slapped at Draco’s hands. His head was aching and his body felt like it was on fire from all the spells thrown at him and he could feel the scars across his back burn. “I’m sorry Hermione, I put a lust potion in the roses. The Dark Lord said you would be my reward if I could lure you out to the Forbidden forest, he said you wouldn’t be harmed!” he bellowed as she swung a bed ban at him and missed his head by inches.

“Why did you do it?! You’ve ruined me forever! I’ll never be the same again… would I become your indentured servant? Is that what you wanted? A mudblood maid?!” she raged. “I wanted you as a lover! I’ve fancied you from afar for years… I didn’t know this would happen, I’m sorry” he said as studied the floor.

“your sick Malfoy, I know I’m in your debt because you saved me and Ginny, but I can’t just forget that you’re the reason I even stepped foot in the forbidden forest and started this whole disaster” she breathed. Hermione leaned back in her bed, a long sigh escaped her lips, she was exhausted and her insides ached terribly. “do you know the kind of damage you caused tonight? As we speak my friends could be dying off one by one, Voldemort will rise again… I only destroyed the shell he inhabited”.

“I’m in your debt as well, you could have let me die out there. I know what I did and I’m telling you I can help stop him if you just listen to me! The next Horcrux is Nagini and he’s probably already taken her form, he’s in London still Hermione, please believe me” he implored. She gave him a skeptical look and crossed her arms. “what did Voldemort want with me? Why not go straight for Harry?”

“The Dark Lord knew you were a weakness of Potter’s, you’re his brains and he knew, well I told him Potter would go looking for you, probably alone or with Weasley in some rash rescue mission to find you. You know yourself you would have talked Potter out of meeting a mysterious pen pal… but I thought maybe I could lure you out with love letters, my confessions were all true Hermione… I care for you, I thought the lust potions and letters would make you feel something for me too”. He quietly confessed.


He looked over at her and tears were streaming down her face and her shoulders were trembling. “W-Why are you d-doing this to me?” she sobbed into her hands.
Draco could tell the shock and adrenaline were wearing off for her and the gravity of what had happened to her was crashing over her in violent waves. He had never felt more guilty or ashamed in his life and decided that he wouldn’t cause her anymore pain.

“I-I think I love you… but I don’t deserve your mercy or your forgiveness… I don’t deserve you” he said slowly. He got up slowly from the bed and felt the searing pain shoot through him. “W-Where are you going?” she asked incredulously. “I don’t really know, I can’t go home, can’t go back to school… I’m just buying some time before I either get shipped to Azkaban or the Dark Lord finally tracks me down and kills me right?” he asked simply.

Before she could open her mouth to protest Harry busted through the curtains and instantly aimed his wand at Draco. “Your done Malfoy, your going to be sharing a cell with your father in Azkaban now” Harry said rapidly. “He’s innocent!” Hermione yelped before she could think of what to do.

Harry kept his wand on Draco but slowly walked over to Hermione’s bed. She gripped him in a tight hug “please believe me, he saved me and Ginny”. Harry kept his wand aimed right at Draco’s heart as he stood there numbly. “you’ve been bewitched Hermione, he attacked you and almost let Voldemort kill you, I can’t let him walk” Harry said gently. “Harry… he saved us…she’s not lying” Ginny said in a hoarse whisper from her corner.