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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
8,470
Reviews:
28
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
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Revelations
This chapter is short but had to be sorry. The next few chapters get very busy. Edited 7/11/07-This chapter has now been beta'd.
Chapter 7-Revelations (a short chapter)
Draco, Harry, and Ron followed the trail of the four unknown kidnappers for months. They would follow the trail for a while then, suddenly, it would go cold. They searched all over Britain, France, and Germany. There were sightings all over, but it was like trying to catch a puff of smoke, here one minute gone the next.
Draco was stubborn and never gave up. As time slowly passed he became more and more determined. Each night he would dream of Hermione. She was still chained to the wall, but every time he saw her she looked more and more sick. At the beginning, she was injured; she had a black eye and split lip. Then her face was black and blue, bruised from being beat over and over. Once he saw that her hair had been cut and was singed at the ends.
He knew they were beating her and didn’t want to think about what else they might be doing. Then, all of a sudden, he saw that her injuries were beginning to fade. She now looked sick. Her face was pale and her eyes sunken. He wondered if she had caught some sort of bug being down in that dark, damp place. He wondered if maybe they were just going to let her die. He saw that she was now crying all the time, even in her sleep.
He did not understand why he kept dreaming of her, but he knew that as long as he was still dreaming of her, she was still alive. As long as he knew that, he still had hope.
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Hermione was losing hope. She’d been in this hellhole for months now. At first, they had beaten her over and over. Everyday was the same routine. The females would come in the mornings, knock her around a bit, lie a plate of food and glass of water on the floor, and then they would go back up the stairs. The males would come in the evening. That was worse. Her clothes had been removed that first night. They seemed to get off on touching her. First, they would squeeze her breasts until they bruised and she screamed out in pain. Second, they would shove their cocks in her face and make her suck them off. Finally, they would cum on her face and laugh. She wasn’t allowed to clean herself until they left. Humiliation seemed to be their goal. When they were done, they would kick her around, place her food and water on the ground, and go upstairs.
She wondered why they never raped her. She figured it was because they wouldn’t stoop to fucking a mudblood. They were too pure to put there cock in her. Thank Merlin for small favors, she decided. She didn’t think she could live with herself if they had raped her.
In addition to the pain and humiliation, Hermione didn’t feel well. After the first month of captivity, she began vomiting all the time. She found it impossible to keep anything down. She thought maybe it was the lack of a proper diet and stress. She slept as much as possible trying to get her body to heal itself.
After three months locked in the basement, Hermione began to feel better. She wasn’t so sick anymore and could keep food down. She was still weak and tired though, maybe she would feel better once she had got some weight back on.
Her captors were not unaware of Hermione’s illness. They noticed her vomiting and sleeping all the time.
One morning when the females came down to bring her food; the tall one waved her wand over Hermione. She whispered the incantation hoping Hermione wouldn’t hear. A blue light flashed on the end of her wand. She turned to the other female and laughed. They placed Hermione’s food and water on the floor and went back upstairs.
Hermione wasn’t the brightest witch of her generation for nothing. She had caught the witch’s incantation and knew exactly what spell had been performed. She had watched as the light on the end of the wand turned blue and she knew exactly what that meant. She was pregnant. She was carrying the Malfoy heir and her kidnappers knew it. She knew she would not be beaten anymore. Now their aim had changed. They weren’t after hurting her anymore, now they wanted her baby.
Thanks for the wonderful reviews they really keep me going.
Chapter 7-Revelations (a short chapter)
Draco, Harry, and Ron followed the trail of the four unknown kidnappers for months. They would follow the trail for a while then, suddenly, it would go cold. They searched all over Britain, France, and Germany. There were sightings all over, but it was like trying to catch a puff of smoke, here one minute gone the next.
Draco was stubborn and never gave up. As time slowly passed he became more and more determined. Each night he would dream of Hermione. She was still chained to the wall, but every time he saw her she looked more and more sick. At the beginning, she was injured; she had a black eye and split lip. Then her face was black and blue, bruised from being beat over and over. Once he saw that her hair had been cut and was singed at the ends.
He knew they were beating her and didn’t want to think about what else they might be doing. Then, all of a sudden, he saw that her injuries were beginning to fade. She now looked sick. Her face was pale and her eyes sunken. He wondered if she had caught some sort of bug being down in that dark, damp place. He wondered if maybe they were just going to let her die. He saw that she was now crying all the time, even in her sleep.
He did not understand why he kept dreaming of her, but he knew that as long as he was still dreaming of her, she was still alive. As long as he knew that, he still had hope.
$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&
Hermione was losing hope. She’d been in this hellhole for months now. At first, they had beaten her over and over. Everyday was the same routine. The females would come in the mornings, knock her around a bit, lie a plate of food and glass of water on the floor, and then they would go back up the stairs. The males would come in the evening. That was worse. Her clothes had been removed that first night. They seemed to get off on touching her. First, they would squeeze her breasts until they bruised and she screamed out in pain. Second, they would shove their cocks in her face and make her suck them off. Finally, they would cum on her face and laugh. She wasn’t allowed to clean herself until they left. Humiliation seemed to be their goal. When they were done, they would kick her around, place her food and water on the ground, and go upstairs.
She wondered why they never raped her. She figured it was because they wouldn’t stoop to fucking a mudblood. They were too pure to put there cock in her. Thank Merlin for small favors, she decided. She didn’t think she could live with herself if they had raped her.
In addition to the pain and humiliation, Hermione didn’t feel well. After the first month of captivity, she began vomiting all the time. She found it impossible to keep anything down. She thought maybe it was the lack of a proper diet and stress. She slept as much as possible trying to get her body to heal itself.
After three months locked in the basement, Hermione began to feel better. She wasn’t so sick anymore and could keep food down. She was still weak and tired though, maybe she would feel better once she had got some weight back on.
Her captors were not unaware of Hermione’s illness. They noticed her vomiting and sleeping all the time.
One morning when the females came down to bring her food; the tall one waved her wand over Hermione. She whispered the incantation hoping Hermione wouldn’t hear. A blue light flashed on the end of her wand. She turned to the other female and laughed. They placed Hermione’s food and water on the floor and went back upstairs.
Hermione wasn’t the brightest witch of her generation for nothing. She had caught the witch’s incantation and knew exactly what spell had been performed. She had watched as the light on the end of the wand turned blue and she knew exactly what that meant. She was pregnant. She was carrying the Malfoy heir and her kidnappers knew it. She knew she would not be beaten anymore. Now their aim had changed. They weren’t after hurting her anymore, now they wanted her baby.
Thanks for the wonderful reviews they really keep me going.