Persuasions

Summary: Hermione is kidnapped in the middle of the search of the Horcruxes, she is kept alive in order to serve as a bait. But she finds herself in company of Severus Snape and Draco Malfoy and everything changes when she discovers the truth behind Severus’s actions.

Disclaimer:This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Author's notes: I just wanted to say that English isn't my first language, so is probably that you will find grammar errors. Hope you like it!

Keys:

'thoughts'

"speaking"

~*~ Persuasions ~*~

CHAPTER 3: UNSPOKEN REASONS


She opened her eyes after a couple of seconds, wondering where he was. He saw him standing by the table, doing something she couldn’t see. “Sir?” she asked him.



Severus didn’t look at her for a couple of minutes. He ignored her and concentrated in what he was doing. Hermione was starting to get impatient, but she didn’t want to disturb him. She couldn’t look away, even when she wanted to.



“You can stop staring at me, Miss Granger.” He told her, without turning around.

“I-I’m sorry, sir.” She said blushing a little and looking at the other side of the room.

“Tell me, Miss Granger, when you got your last period?” he asked her, still working in whatever he was doing.

Hermione blushed and gasped in shock when she realized that she could be pregnant at the moment. She hadn’t stop for a moment to think about the possibilities. She couldn’t help not cry at the moment. “Three weeks ago” she said.

Severus sighed. The girl hadn’t had thought about the possibilities. He turned around and found her crying, hugging her legs and resting her head on her knees. He tried not to notice that she wasn’t wearing something under the shirt. “Miss Granger…” he said and rested a hand on her shoulders.
She flinched and pushed him away. “Leave me alone.” She said.

Severus sat down on her side. “I won’t do it until you look at me.”

“No!” she cried loudly. “Leave me alone you murderer!”

Severus looked at her angered. “Fine! I don’t want to deal with stubborn children! If you don’t want to talk is fine! If you don’t want to prevent getting pregnant, then don’t!” he hissed at her, standing up and walking toward the table one more time, giving her his back.

Hermione looked at him angered. “I never asked for your help!” she yelled at him.

Severus turned around to face her; he was really angered by now. “You silly girl,” he hissed. “That’s why you ended up here. Don’t you know that your stubborn is going to bring bloody Potter and Weasley right here?”

“Why do you care? Wouldn’t it be better for you?” she yelled at him, taking all her anger out at him. “Wouldn’t it please your bloody master?”

“Don’t talk about things you don’t know, girl.” He hissed, controlling his anger as he try not to reach for his wand and curse her.

“But I DO know! You killed him! You killed Albus Dumbledore!” she cried out. For the first time in his presence, she remembered that he, Severus Snape, had killed the Headmaster.

“He was already dying,” he hissed. “I only gave him a pleasant death”.

“Oh! I see! So if I’m bleeding you will kill me too?” she said with sarcasm. “I despite you! And for a moment I... argh!” she cursed between her teeth.

Severus glared at her one more time. “I thought you were clever than that, Granger.” He said hissing. “Clever to notice what really happened, but I guess I overestimate your intelligence.”

Hermione looked at him angered. “Then why! Why don’t you explain it to me if I’m so dumb?”

“I don’t see a point why should I, you keep yelling and rambling.” He told her. “And most important, you aren’t listening.”

“I am bloody listening!”

“Then shut up! Unless, of course, you want to bring my so-called-friends here again.”

Hermione looked at him shocked. “You wouldn’t dare.”

“Then don’t make me lose my patience!” he hissed.



Hermione didn’t say a word after that, she just kept staring at him, wondering what he was up to. Was he going to tell her why he had killed Dumbledore? Or was it something else? She was still angry at him and was having troubles keeping her mouth shut.



Severus looked away and walked toward the window. He needed to calm down until his anger was under control. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her physically. He knew that yelling at her wasn’t the best option for her to recover from the trauma she had.



Hermione couldn’t be more confused in that moment. He had murdered Dumbledore, then, why did he want to help her? Why did he want to talk with her?



Severus could feel her eyes on his back. He was starting to be in control of his emotions now. Deep inside him he was glad that Hermione hadn’t lose her strength, that she could endure this and maybe more. He also knew that this girl won’t be the same again, not after what happened last week. Neither thought would be spoken.

Hermione wasn’t sure if she should trust this man, but she couldn’t help feeling safe near him. She cleaned her face and sighed. She had stop crying, but her worry hadn’t left.

Severus turned around and confirmed that she had been looking at him the whole time. He walked back to the table. “This potion will help you, drink it.” He ordered her. “It’s a powerful contraceptive potion.”

“Why should I trust you?” she asked him with doubt.

“You don’t have an option, unless, of course, you want to have a baby of those who rape you.” He said raising an eyebrow.

“What does it have?” she asked him as she walked toward him.

“Believe when I say, Miss Granger, that you don’t want to know.” He assured her and handed her the potion that was on the table.

Hermione took the bottle without looking at him. “Why are you helping me?” she asked him.
Severus looked at her and studied her before answering. “Because, believe me or not, I do care what happens to you.” He said and before she had a chance to answer or ask something else, he had walked out of the room.


~*~•0•~*~



Hermione kept staring at the door for a long time after he left. She sighed and drank the potion. It tasted horrible as she predicted. Then she walked toward the bathroom to erase the taste from her mouth. She looked at the shower and decided to have a quick bath. ‘Yes, that would get my mind away from what happened.’ She thought.

She turned on the water and waited until it was warm to walk inside. Even under the water she couldn’t stop thinking about what happened. First Malfoy had come to her and spoke freely about his change of mind, he had help her and hadn’t mocked her. Then, there was Severus Snape. What had he mean with that? Wasn’t he supporting Voldemort? He had betrayed the Order’s trust, hadn’t he? She sighed. It was no use to think about things she didn’t have the answer.

She sighed and closed her eyes. It had been a weird day. “I just want to go home” she said in a whisper and turned off the water.

“That, Granger, isn’t going to happen.” Said Dolohov, who was standing by the bathroom’s door.

Hermione’s eyes went wide in surprise and fear. “Get away from me!” she screamed, pressing herself against the shower’s wall.

“I think no,” Dolohov said and walked toward her. He was already naked. “Did you think that I won’t come back?” he said and pressed himself against her. “Come with me” he ordered her as he took her wrist and started pulling her back to the bedroom.

Hermione started crying as she fought him. “Please, leave me alone!” she begged.

Dolohov pushed her down to the floor. “Tie her.” He said.

Hermione raised her head. In front of her was Nott standing and pointing his wand toward her. Soon, Hermione’s wrists were tied.

Nott walked toward her. “Suck me” he ordered her, placing his member in front of her face.
“No!” she yelled and moved away.

“You disobeyed us pet” Dolohov said standing behind her. “Now, you are going receive a punishment.” He grinned and hit her with a whip on her back.

Hermione screamed in pain. “I won’t do it!” she told them crying.

Dolohov’s grin grew bigger as he started hitting her with the whip. “You are going to obey us mudblood, unless you want to be so hurt and tortured that no one will recognize you” he said.

After the tenth time he stopped. Hermione’s back was red in the places that the whip had hit her, there were also small cuts where the whip had opened her flesh.

“Are you?”

Hermione couldn’t answer. She was crying in pain and all that she wanted was to be left alone. Slowly she nodded her head. It was better to obey them that make them hit her again.

“We are going to make you moan with pleasure,” Dolohov said as he kneed down behind her. “Would you like that?” he asked her. His hands moved toward her breast and he started pinching her nipples.

Hermione wanted to move away. She wasn’t going to moan. She wasn’t going to give them that pleasure.

“Suck me mudblood.” Nott said one more time.

Hermione opened her mouth and Nott moved his member inside of it. He started thrusting his member into her mouth. “Move your tongue around it and don’t dare to bite it.” He ordered as he pushed her face closer with his hand. “Yes, that is.” He hissed with pleasure as he felt Hermione’s tongue moving.

Dolohov smirked as one hand moved down to her legs. “Open them. Open them or I will punish you again.” He said and she did what she was told, allowing him to touch her.

She continued sucking Nott’s member, trying to distract herself about Dolohov’s actions. It was torture. This wasn’t suppose to be happening. They want her to feel dirty, like a scum, by pleasuring her.

Antonin’s hand found her clitoris and he started massaging it and pinching it. He noticed that she was starting to get wet. “You like that, don’t you?” he said as he pinched her clit harder, making her moan softly. “You don’t want me to touch you, but your body is enjoying it.” He said and pushed one finger inside her vagina. “You are already wet in here, your body desire us.” He said moving his finger in and out of her. “You’re such a whore.” He said as he moved another finger inside her.

“You’re so fucking wet.” He said. “Fuck me, mudblood, fuck me as you suck him” he whispered in her ear.

Hermione shivered and closed her eyes. She moved up to his lap, found his member and pressed her entrance against it. They were right, she was a whore… even worse, she wasn’t getting paid. She started sucking Nott again when he pressed his member against her mouth.

“Don’t forget about me” Nott grinned as she continued her task.

Dolohov moved her as he pressed his body against her aching back, making her yell in pain. “Does it hurt you?” he asked her grinning, moving her hard and touching her cuts again.

Hermione yelled one more time as she started crying. She felt so humiliated in that moment. What would Ron and Harry think of her after this? She cried harder.

Nott moaned loudly. “Keep going like that mudblood.” He said. After some minutes he reached his release inside her mouth. “Swallow it, swallow it all.” He hissed with pleasure.

Hermione was surprised when she felt his hot seed in her mouth and tried not to choke. Then, she started to swallow it against her will.

Nott moved away from her smirking and saw them as Dolohov reached his release inside her. “Good pet” he said smirking. “Now Antonin, let me have her too.”

“Why don’t we have her at the same time?” he answered smirking.

Hermione’s face went pale. “No!” she cried.

“You don’t have an option pet, unless you want us to hurt you again?” Dolohov said looking at her, then he looked at Nott. “You know what to do” he said as he moved away from her.

Nott smirked as he started hitting her with the whip one more time. “Do you want me to stop pet?” he asked her.

“Yes!” she cried in pain, trying to move away from the whip.

“Will you obey us?” he asked her as he continued hitting her, this time harder and making her bleed.

“YES!” she yelled in pain. She was relieved when she didn’t feel the whip again. She was panting. Then, she was pushed up to her feet.

Nott pushed her to the bed and he laid down facing her. Dolohov moved behind her. Nott pulled her leg up and impaled himself inside her. Hi hissed in pleasure as he started moving in and out of her.

Dolohov waited until Nott had a settled speed to move his member inside her too, making Hermione yelled in pain. He then started moving with Nott’s rhythm. “Don’t you like it pet?” he hissed in her ear.

Hermione didn’t have a chance to answer as Nott kissed her with need. She felt so dirty and so full. She felt Dolohov’s hands pinching her nipples and made her moan.

“Moan louder pet” he whispered as he continued moving inside of her.

Nott started rubbing his member against her clit as he thrusted her. They want her to torture her psychologically and they were achieving it.

Dolohov started moving harder and he felt Nott doing the same. Hermione was shivering with pleasure, she was biting her mouth so a moan won’t escape her lips.

Nott smirked. “Let it go pet, we know you are enjoying it. You aren’t screaming anymore.”

Hermione felt defeated when a moan escape her lips. They were making it impossible to not do it. Feeling them inside her and their hands rooming all over her body was making her shiver in pleasure. She hated them, but mostly, she hated herself to let them have their way with her.

They continued thrusting her and making her moan, each time louder. Soon, Nott found his release inside her and moved away from her. He grinned as he moved his face down between her legs. Dolohov was still moving in and out of her back entrance when Nott started licking her clitoris, making her moan louder.

His tongue found its way to her entrance and he tasted her juiced mixed with his seed. He moved up to her clit and started sucking it, making her moan with pleasure. He pushed his fingers deep inside her and started moving them.

After a couple of minutes Hermione reached her orgasm, arching her back and maoning loudly. Dolohov followed her soon and pushed her away when he recovered himself.

“I told you we were going to make you moan.” He laughed coldly as he stood up. He and Nott got dressed without looking at her. “We will come back later pet, so don’t get too much comfortable.”
Nott pulled her from the bed and lifted her face. “And next time we both will take you one more time” he grinned, pushed her away and laughed coldly.

“You heard him.” Dolohov grinned. “And next time, we are going to make you beg us to fuck you” he said and pushed her hard and left the room.

Hermione hit the bed with her back and yelled in pain one more time. She let herself fall on the floor and cried. The pain in her back was too much, but it wasn’t compared with the humiliation she felt.

She didn’t hear when the door was open and neither when Draco walked in and started at her shocked.


To be continued...