Insomnia

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters from the books or the movies. That privilege belongs to the gracious J.K. Rowling. I do not make any money from writing of this story. Again, that privilege belongs to the gracious J.K. Rowling.

A/N: I just want to inform everybody who is reading this story to know that I, in no case whatsoever, justify the raping of a woman. The act itself is cruel and horrible. I just thought this was a really good plot line and to those of you who have any ill will to me, don’t read this story. -Inferna

The Taking of an Unwilling Gift

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Snape walked into his bedroom along with Hermione floating 5 feet behind him. Still struggling with her binds, she didn’t realize that they had come to a halt. Only when Snape spoke did she realize that they reached their destination. “Honey, we’re home” Snape taunted. Hermione looked around the room. There was a king size, four poster bed adorned in green and silver. A Slytherin through and through, Hermione thought. Snape unceremoniously dropped Hermione onto the bed. Snape waved his wand in the air and the rope that was once binding Hermione now came undone. Hermione thought that Snape was releasing her but the ropes twisted and now bond each limb to a post. Hermione was now “spread eagle” to Snape. “Mudblood, that’s how you should be, a whore to your superiors.” Snape laughed. Hermione pleaded “Professor, please fight this. I know you can! You’re stronger than that.” With those words, Snape froze.

Snape was again in another battle. Another battle between body and magic was at war again. Snape’s body was trying with all his might to fight the magic. Magic pushed and pushed yet they were at a stalemate. Snape would’ve won but the alcohol had a grip on his mind and body. With that advantage, magic pushed with all its might and broke through Snape’s alcohol incrusted defenses. Snape’s body and mind was at the mercy of magic again and Hermione was yet again in terrible danger. Snape’s eyes glossed over for the final time. Hermione saw this new development and started to struggle restlessly. “That won’t help you, Mudblood. Magic is Might and you have nothing of that in your dirty blood.” Snape chuckled. Snape stood before her and started to undress himself. He raised his shirt above his head and threw it over his shoulders. He revealed his torso. He wasn’t muscular and he wasn’t frail. He was sinewy, completely baffling Hermione’s pervious view of him. He started to unbuckle his black pants to reveal black boxers. It was then that Hermione snapped out of her trance and remembered that this not a position she should be admiring her professor’s body. He finally pulled down his boxers to reveal his member. It was uncircumcised, had to be at least nine inches long, and it was fully erect. That’s not going to fit, Hermione thought. Hermione started to struggle yet again. This time she rubbed her wrist raw and they started to bleed, indicating she had broken through the skin. “Struggle Mudblood, but you won’t accomplish anything but draining your dirty blood.” Snape said as he started to straddle her.

Hermione started to cry. Snape positioned himself at her opening. Hermione whispered three words into her professor’s ear, knowing full well that she would not have any strength to tell him once this ordeal was over. “I forgive you.” Hermione whispered as he pierced her maidenhood.

Hermione’s screams filled the room. In one thrust, Snape filled her completely with his member. He started to thrust uncontrollably. The thrusting only added to the pain she was already experiencing from having her maidenhood ripped so forcefully. In and out, in and out, the pain she was feeling was ripping her apart. Her first time was supposed to be special, and willingly given, not forcefully taken by her potions professor under a curse. She wished to every God she knew that the pain would go away. Unfortunately, Snape showed no signs of stopping.

True to his master’s command, Snape continued thrusting. His mind and body were overwhelmed with the sensation of being at peace. Hermione continued to sob. The pain was unbearable; she could not take it anymore. Finally, she was content when blackness swarmed around her and engulfed her. Snape continued as though he never noticed Hermione was unconscious. The master that controlled his body commanded that he continued and so he did. The magic- induced euphoria running throughout his body was ecstasy. The feeling was so strong, it blocked out everything else. The screams, the torture, everything was repressed. All he could register was joy.

Snape gave one final thrust. His seed spurted throughout him powerfully. In that moment, he completely filled her dry walls with his release. The wizard was indifferent to the unconscious witch. He simply rose from the bed and began searching for his clothes he had previously discarded. Once he was dressed, Snape started to look for his wand. After he found it near the doorway, his body told him to point it towards Hermione. He robotically obeyed. His puppet master commanded him to obey another order. “Kill Hermione Granger.” the puppet master whispered. At that moment, the alcohol that fogged his brain suddenly cleared and he had control once again. Magic and mind clashed once again, but magic was no match for Snape’s mind. With a simple push, Snape was completely free from his puppet master.

Falling to his knees, Snape tried to shake off the side effects one experiences with resisting strong magic. He closed his eyes and practiced breathing. He inhaled and exhaled deeply before he opened his eyes. His
vision had become clearer; he was aware of his surroundings. He looked up and for the second time that night, he regretted his decision. There, on his bed, laid a broken and abused Hermione.

“Dear Gods, what have I done?”

A/N: Sorry to leave an ending like this. Just wanted to wrap up a chapter with a clippie of sorts. I will update in 2 days. I appreciate your reviews. NO FLAMES plz! Thanks- Inferna