The long and winding road to love

I based most of chapter 38 on the
tortures practiced in lang=EN-GB style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-ansi-language:
EN-GB'>Argentinalang=EN-GB style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-ansi-language:
EN-GB'> by the military government from 1975 to 1983. It is a truly horrible
chapter, but try to understand what it means to the plot. It is necessary…
believe me. But I don’t blame you if hate this chapter because I hated writing
it. Thanks for your reviews; I’ll answer them today at my LJ: class=SpellE>livejournal.com/users/florws

Anyhow… here it is; chapter 38… enjoy!

Chapter 38: Kidnapped.

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woke up with an extraordinary feeling in her chest, as if something terribly
wrong was about to happen. She had her reasons to believe that awful things
could happen in dreams but she had never experienced such a thing before.

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style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>That
night, she woke up covered in sweat and gasping for air on that leather couch
of his. It was utterly uncomfortable for sleeping but then again, it was the
only place on those chilly dungeons in which she felt safe when he was not
around. That night, the evening in which they showed up with no invitation to
her life, she had dreamt of a different life, of a beautiful life. Not of a
perfect one for there is not such thing as a perfect life but of a completely
diverse reality.

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style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>She
had clearly envisioned Snape’s Manor with its magnificent garden. It must have
been spring because the sprouts she had seen in winter had blossomed into
stunning flowers of red, violet, purple and blue. It was a striking sight
indeed. She could smell the sweet odour of jasmines and roses while slowly closing
her eyes to relax with the magnificent sounds made by the wind and the birds.
Around her waist, she could sense his strong arms hugging her with all his
strength- as if he was afraid of letting her go- and, higher in the very back
of her neck, his warm breath made her involuntary turn her head to the right,
seeking kisses, caresses and affection from the one man in the world that she
loved: Severus Snape, Severus Snape, Severus Snape. She liked the way his name
sounded coming from her own lips- especially the strong emphasis on the letters
“S”-.

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style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>She
had seen a happier future and that had filled her heart with joy while asleep.
But when she had awoken, later that night, emptiness and uncertainty had
replaced merriment as she slowly recovered consciousness. She knew that the
images she had seen in dreams would never become real. Her agitated respiration
responded to those thoughts.

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style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Hermione
Granger cleaned away the sweat with one Severus’ black handkerchiefs. It still
smelled like him- an uncommon fragrance composed of several herbs and oils- so
she kept inhaling for quite a while until a noise coming from the fireplace
disturbed her.

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would never be the same again, even if at the time she was not aware of the
fact.

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men, dressed in military green robes with masks on their faces, entered the
room through the Floo Network which connected Severus’ dungeons with Malfoy
Manor. They were there because Lucius had discovered that Severus was a spy for
the Order; she knew that very well. She was also aware of the fact that she had
become-overnight- the most vital weapon on Lucius Malfoy’s army of Evil. But
those four men gave her no time to reflect for they were there to follow direct
orders from the King of Darkness himself and they wanted to waste as little
time as possible.

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style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Mrs.
Snape,” Avery said, though at the time Hermione knew not the identity of the
man speaking, “How are you tonight?,” he asked,
slapping his hands together in mild anticipation. Hermione swallowed hard. She
promised herself that she would do nothing for them to acknowledge how
frightened she really was.

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style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Very
well, thank you very much,” she answered in a very natural tone, sitting as
straight as it was humanly possible.

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style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Then,
madam, we are terribly sorry to disturb you because we are here to make this
night a memorable one,” Macnair said, stepping forward and taking his black
gloves off. She had seen those gloves before on Severus’ night table but this
time they represented something different; a horrible fetish their hangmen had
chosen for the night.

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style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Hermione
swallowed hard.

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style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“What
are you looking at, you filthy mudblood? Do you like those gloves? Do they make
you wet? Answer, you piece of rubbish!,” another man,
a very obese one which reminded her of Crabbe very much, asked slapping her
face with his left hand.

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style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Hermione’s
body collided on the leather couch, making a horrible sound. Her right cheek
felt hot and swallowed; a little river of blood was curving its path along her
chin.

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style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-ananguanguage:EN-GB'>“I will
leave them on, then,” Macnair stated with a smile strategically hidden behind
his mask.

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style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Yes,
I am sure she will enjoy that,” Avery said, rubbing his hands, “Take your
clothes off,” he ordered, with his left hand placed on the buckle of his belt.

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style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Hermione
was in no position to argue. They were stronger, they outnumbered her and they
had four wands. Slowly and delicately, she took her Gryffindor tie off and
started unbuttoning her school shirt, revealing her bare chest.

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style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“QUICKERclass=GramE>!,” Crabbe ordered, taking his trousers off while Goyle took
a seat on Severus’ arm chair to watch the whole spectacle.

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style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>It
was denigrating for Hermione to stand naked in front of them. Severus had been
the only one ever to observe her without clothes on so she was embarrassed and
terribly uncomfortable. Soon enough those feelings would turn into pure hate
for the Dark cause and utter sadness for what those men’s actions.

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style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Darling,
I understand so many things now,” Avery said, with his zipper down. She was
beautiful; she had an astounding body which combined with her virginal aura
made her even more delicious. He walkhe fhe fifty centimetres which separated
him from his future captive and taking Hermione’s hand on his, he placed her
tiny extremity on his growing bulge, “It’s time for us to see how much Severus
has taught you, mutant,” Avery said, grabbing Hermione’s hair and pulling it
hard. She screamed before Avery introduced his member in her mouth, but he did
it all the same. It did not really matter where she liked it or not; she was
there to provide them with pleasure before being handed to the Dark Lord.

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style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Hermione
just kneeled there, with her mouth wide open while Avery penetrated her mouth
with disgusting moans of ecstasies. It
was a non-stop symphony of sighs and laughs which altogether were driving
Hermione to the edge of tears.

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style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Minutes
later, when Avery was done and Goyle remained seated on the darker corner of
the room touching himself with disdain, Hermione let a tear escape from her
eyes. It was too hard for her to repress her misery, her discontent with the
whole situation.

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style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>But
just when she thought that it was all over, a hand caressed her buttocks and
proved her wrong.

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style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>It
was the same man which had slapped her face, the obese Death Eater who
resembled one of Draco Malfoy’s best friends.

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style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“You
are still a virgin here, aren’t you?,” Crabbe asked,
spanking her behind with strength, “Severus was not man enough to shag you from
behind, wasn’t he?,” he enquired, trying to make her cry. But she was not going
to give him that satisfaction.

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style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>She
said nothing, just remained silent while being touched by a perverse man with
unpleasant hands.

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style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Let
me sit here, my friend,” Macnair said. Hermione recognized his voice from third
year but said nothing. It could only make the situation worse, if that was even
possible, “I can have a little fun too, can’t I?,” he
asked. Hermione knew what was about to come.

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style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>When
both men had unloaded inside of her, Hermione Granger was left naked on the
cold stone floor of the dungeons while the four of them laughed at the mudblood
with bruises all over her once pure body.

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style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Dry
stains of blood were everywhere in the dungeons and all over her anatomy. They
had beaten her badly and they had penetrated her senselessly. She had no stamina
to stand up and she had no intentions of doing so. She was now a mere shadow of
the woman- of the girl- she used to be.

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style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Her
body was now a weapon in a war. She had to make sure that Severus would be
alright; she was his only hope for he ignored that Lucius knew where his
loyalties laid.

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style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Standclass=GramE>!,” Macnair ordered, grabbing Hermione from her armpit and
dragging her to the fireplace, “Wouldn’t it be nice to burn you alive? Promise
me you will not be reborn from the ashes like that stupid Order you love so
much! Long live the King of Darkness!,” he shouted,
throwing Hermione to the green flames and then stepping into the roaring fire
himself, “To Malfoy Manor!,” he shouted. And that was it; Hermione had left the
dungeons. The other three men followed in no time, taking a last glimpse at
Severus’ chambers. They laughed even harder as the memories of what they had
done that night reappeared on their minds. Yes; Severus Snape was going to pay
his disloyalty with his own death. And perhaps, even with the death of that
meaningless wife of his.

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Severus Snape was going to pay indeed.

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