Save Me From My Pain

Chapter Nine: Flashback, Fighting Back, and the Healing Begins


**Flashback**

There was screaming, Hermione had lost Harry and Ron in the attack and was now looking for them. Hermione walked into a room, she could hear Harry, Ron, and a man and woman. Who were they? It was Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy.

*Oh no, they are going to kill Ron and then hand Harry over to Voldemort.*

Hermione saw that Lucius had his wand pointed at Ron. She looked over at Harry and Ron. Harry had his wand pointed at Lucius and Ron was lying on the ground, badly beaten.

“Ava - ”

Thinking quickly, Hermione pointed her wand at Lucius. She didn’t hear the words that came out of her mouth, nor did she think when the killing curse shot from her wand. She didn’t realize that Narcissa had moved to protect her husband and it didn’t register that the curse hit Narcissa, making her lifeless form fall to the ground.

Harry did notice though, as did Lucius. Taking the distraction to his advantage, Harry yelled, “Expelliarmus! Stupefy!”

Right after Hermione yelled the killing curse, she ran over to Ron.

“Hermione! Go get an auror!” Hermione looked up at Harry, then ran to get and auror. No one saw the person in dark robes standing in the corner watching everything that had transpired.

“She will pay,” the figure in the corner thought to himself.

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“You, Lucius Malfoy, have been found guilty by this court. Your punishment is the Dementor’s kiss. Guards, please escort Mr. Malfoy to the room.”

Hermione watched as Lucius Malfoy was escorted out of the courtroom and to the room where the Dementor’s kiss would be administered. She didn’t remember any of the things that had been said had happened the night his wife died, but she didn’t think too much about it. Hermione just felt reassured that the world would be rid of one more Death Eater.

Harry watched Hermione during all of this. It seemed like she didn’t remember killing Narcissa Malfoy, and he felt that maybe it was better that way. He knew that she would hate herself if she remembered and he didn’t want her to put herself through any pain. He had been quite shocked when he heard Hermione yell the Avada curse. She hadn’t seemed like she even realized that she’d said it, she only ran to Ron to make sure he was alright, then, upon Harry’s order, she went to get an auror.



Hermione sat in her chair, crying her eyes out after Severus l rem remembering for the first time everything that had happened with Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy. She didn’t know what to do. She knew that Severus would help her, because he is a man of his word, yet she felt like she couldn’t accept his help, no matter how much she wanted it.

“I thought I told you to never tell anyone?”

“I didn’t tell him Draco.” Hermione didn’t even need to look up to see that it was Draco. “He found me last night and I’ve told him to let it go and leave it alone.”

Draco grabbed Hermione’s arm and jerked her up. “You verified that I am alive, you stupid Mudblood.”

Hermione pulled her arm away from him and slapped hard him across his face. “What the hell did you want me to do? Huh? Tell him that this necklace wasn’t Lucius’, that you weren’t alive and that I just happened to come across this necklace? You stupid little jerk! I hate you! You don’t even understand what the hell happened do you?”

Hermione was outraged. How dare he prance into her home and accuse her of doing something she had no control over. Draco seemed to have recovered from her slapping him. Wand forgotten, he socked her in her jaw and she ungracefully fell to the floor.

“Maybe you don’t understand yet, stupid Mudblood bitch, but I am in control here. If you ever hit me again, your punishment will not be so kind.”

“You bastard! You’re nothing! Yes, I did kill your mother! Yes, I did send your father to the Dementors! No, I don’t regret it! It is horrible that I killed someone, but I’ve looked past that, maybe you should too.”

“You think I should look past the fact that you stole my parents from me? You fucking bitch! Weasley should have been the one to die that day, not my mother!”

Draco then pounced on Hermione, hitting every part of her while tearing off her clothes.


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>Shi>Shit! I should have known hgo tgo to her right when I left! Why’d I leave, why didn’t I force her to allow me to stay?

The charm Severus put on Hermione’s home seemed to be working. Apparently Draco Malfoy was there and he was not there to protect her, as he she whe would do. He hurriedly put his cloak on and made his way off the Hogwarts grounds. There he apparated directly into Hermione’s sitting room.

The site he met almost made him kill Draco then and there. Hermione was unceremoniously spread out on the floor, naked as the day she was born. There was a harsh bruise on her jaw and he was sure that if he could see the rest of her body, it’d be covered in bruises as well. Draco was over her, fully dressed, pants undone. He was viciously raping Hermione. Tears were streaming down her face as she tried to push him away from her.

Draco pointed his wand at her and said, “Crucio.”

Hermione’s screams were magnified because she could not move because Draco was holding her down. She started choking, add that to the pain from the curse, and Severus thought she’d die if he didn’t do something now.

Severus didn’t even bother with his wand, instead he grabbed Draco by the neck with one hand, the other taking his wand, and threw him across the room. Draco hit the wall with a dull ‘THUD’ and he appeared to be unconscious.

Severus turned back to Hermione. She was still lying there, trying to steady her breathing. He dropped the wand and pulled a blanket from her couch and covered her with it. Draco took this moment to get his wand and point it at Severus.

“Stay the fuck out of this! It isn’t your business!”

“Draco, you had a chance. Why are you going to let your father ruin your life?”

“Shut up! Stupefy!”

Severus had not been prepared for this attack and he fell to the ground from the curse. Hermione was huddled against the couch, wrapped up in the blanket, tears streaming down her face. Draco turned his wand on to Hermione.

“Don’t, please don’t Draco! Please, it wasn’t my fault!”

“It is your fault, you Mudblood whore!”

“No, Draco please! I told him to go away and leave it alone! It’s not my fault he came back!”

“Why the hell does Snape want to help you? Are you fucking him too?”

“You ass hole! I’m not fucking anyone! You’ve been raping me!” Hermione got to her feet outraged. How dare he pretend that she’s some slut who’s going around sleeping with everyone, including him.“You“You will pay for this. You will pay.”

Despite her aching body, Hermione lunged at Draco and kicked him in his groin just before he apparated. Hermione fell to the floor in exhaustion. She looked over at Severus and decided to revive him. She pulled his wand from his sleeve, too weak to go get hers, and muttered “Enervate.” He stirred and opened his eyes.

“Merlin Hermione. I’m sorry I wasn’t here sooner.” Severus pulled her to him. “Are you ok?”

Hermione started crying, then started laughing. Severus pulled her to arms length so he could see her properly.

“What in Merlin’s name is so funny?”

“This whole situation! Think about it, Draco Malfoy, the boy we all thought to be a weak, worthless coward, comes back and tortures me. Then you, big-bad-Potions-Master, devote yourself to saving me from your former student. And me, Hermione, the know-it-all who always had all the answers, caught in the middle of it all with seemingly no real way out.”

Severus shook his head. He had no idea how she could think this funny, but wasn’t about to argue with her about it.

“We should get you to Poppy. She can heal your bruises and I doubt she’ll ask too many questions.”

“I don’t want to go to her. If you just go to my room, on my bedside table is my wand. If you bring it here, I can heal the bruises.”

“Hermione, you are going to Poppy whether you want to or not. Last time I listened to you, I wasn’t here when Draco was.”

“Don’t, there was no way you could have known that he would be here and I don’t want to dwell on it. Can you at least help me to my room so that I can get dressed? Oh, and could you please throw those clothes into the fire?”

Severus picked up Hermione’s torn clothes and threw them into the hearth. He then helped her to her feet. After seeing her almost collapse on her wobbly legs, he picked her up, earning a surprised squeal from Hermione. He walked to her room and kicked the door open. He set her on her bed where she grabbed her wand and summoned a set of robes. She uses magic to put them on, then discarded the blanket on her bed. She did a quick spell to cover the bruising on her face, then Severus took her to the fireplace in her room. He pulled out a bag of floo powder and gave her a pinch.

“Hogwarts hospital wing.” Hermione said clearly after stepping into the flames. She felt the room spinning and soon tumbled out of the fireplace into the hospital wing, Severus was close behind her.

“Severus, Hermione,” Poppy nodded at each of them, “What can I do for you?”

Hermione looked at Severus. She didn’t really want him to be there out of sheer embarrassment and he seemed to get the picture. He really didn’t want to be there either, yet he did. He wanted to be there as a support for Hermione, but he chose to leave instead.

“I’ll be leaving now. Miss Granger, can you please come down to my office once you’re finished here?” Severus asked.

Hermione nodded at him and watched him leave. She then turned to Madame Pomfrey.

“Madame Pomfrey, I, umm, well, I have some bruises that need healing. Sev – Professor Snape practically demanded that I come to you rather than healing them myself.”

“Dear, you can drop the formalities. Call me Poppy.” She smiled warmly at Hermione. “Now, where are the bruises?”

“Just about everywhere.” Hermione muttered something that revealed the harsh bruise on her face. “They’re all over my body as well.”

Poppy took her arm and ushered her to a bed, drawing the curtains around it. “You should undress.”

Hermione was a little embarrasabouabout undressing in front of Poppy, but did so anyway. When Poppy saw what Draco had done to Hermione’s body she let out a gasp.

“Who did this?” Poppy asked, the terror apparent in her voice and face.

“Does it matter? I really don’t want to think about it. Can you please just fix it?”

“Yes dear. Have a seat on the bed.”

Hermione did so and Poppy went about healing her bruises.

“He raped you as well?” Poppy asked.

Hermione hung her head in shame, tears prickling at her eyes. “Yes,” she said, her voice cracking a bit.

“Do not be ashamed dear, this isn’t your fault.”

I wish people would stop saying that! Hermione thought, but didn’t voice her opinions, not wanting an argument.

“There now, you’re all better. Did you take a contraceptive potion?”

“I did last night.”

“Oh good, you won’t have to worry about any surprises then.” Poppy looked at her sadly. “You can go now.”

“Thank you Poppy.” Hermione got up, dressed, then left for Severus’ office.