Betrayed

None of the characters are mine, they belong to J K Rowling.


Severus gasped loudly. His hands moved from Hermione’s prone form lying on the bed.

Holding his left forearm with his right hand, he got off the bed, and spoke through teeth clenched in pain.

“Well, it seems our time has had to be cut short. I do not know how long my Lord will require me for, but I will be back, don’t worry.” He stared hungrily at her, watching her lie on the bed.

He retrieved his clothes from the bathroom, taking his wand from his robe sleeve where he had left it. He waved it, in the direction of the closed trunk, murmuring a short incantation. Food and water appeared on the trunk’s lid.

“I hope that will be sufficient for now. You have the book to read, if you wish. When I get back, I expect to find you as you are, in your undergarments, is that understood?” he sneered.

“Yes, Master.” Hermione couldn’t meet his eyes. She was still embarrassed, and her stomach was beginning to rumble, reminding her how long it had been since she had last eaten.

“Good. I hope to see you shortly.” He strode from the room, his robes billowing as usual. The door slammed shut behind him, and locked with a sharp click.

Hermione rose from the bed, and headed straight for the trunk lid. Grasping the goblet in front of her, she thirstily drank the water. Once she had finished the water in the vessel, she put it down, only to have it refill itself. The food she had been left with was simple food, a few sandwiches and various other snacky things, easy to eat without utensils. She grabbed a sandwich, devouring it quickly.

She wasn’t sure whether to be thankful for the intervention of Voldemort or not. Him calling Snape meant that she escaped his advances, but it did only postpone the inevitable. She couldn’t believe her old Professor was keeping her in this room, locked up like some kind of pet, to be used whenever he felt like it. The thought sickened her, and caused a large lump to form in her throat, making it almost impossible to swallow the food in her mouth.

Forcing herself to swallow the mouthful, and deciding she wasn’t very hungry any more, Hermione picked up the book, and wandered back to he bed. She looked at the bed for a few seconds, then climbed onto it, crossing her legs in front of her, and opened the book.

She began to read, at first expecting Snape to burst in at any second, so she did not enjoy the first several chapters. However, as Snape didn’t appear, Hermione began to relax a bit, and started to enjoy the book. It was interesting, full of advanced theories and methods of combining ingredients that Hermione didn’t know existed. She was almost halfway through the book before she heard the unmistakable sound of footsteps coming closer. This time, the footsteps were neither as sharp or as hurried as before, and nowhere near as regular. Every so often, the footsteps would stop for a few seconds, then begin again, almost as if her captor had fallen over, or stumbled.

This confused Hermione, since she couldn’t ever imagine Snape being unhurried, or less than confident when he stalked around.

The strange footsteps paused outside the door, and a few seconds later the head of Severus Snape popped around the newly opened door, his hair messy and his eyes slightly bloodshot.

He entered the room, the door slamming behind him as he fell back heavily on it, locking it. Hermione was more shocked than she had ever been in her life as she heard the scary, yet definite sound of a man’s giggles, coming from Snape’s direction.

Snape looked up at Hermione, and his giggles stopped abruptly. He stood up properly, staring at the half naked form of Hermione on the bed, his mouth partly opened.

Hermione brought her legs up close to her chest and hugged them tightly. This was a side to her old Professor that she had never seen, and never wanted to see.

Snape lurched over towards Hermione, leering. As he approached her, Hermione could smell the Firewhiskey on his breath, and the wizards form of tobacco from his clothes. She wrinkled her nose at the appalling stench.

“Now, now, my dear, is that any way to treat your captor?” Snape said loudly, managing to only slur his words slightly, before bursting into giggles once more.

Hermione did nothing but sat as she was, not wishing to say anything that might provoke him in any way. She had always disliked unpredictable people, and people that had been out drinking had a tendency to be unpredictable, she thought wryly.

Snape climbed onto the foot of the bed, managing to sit up without falling over. He reached out an arm to stroke Hermione’s bare calf, and raised an eyebrow as she moved her leg away from him.

“No, that will never do, my pet.” Severus mumbled a few words, but Hermione couldn’t tell what they were as he was slurring some of them, and he waved his hand. Hermione was surprised to find his spell had worked, and she was bound to the bed again, unable to move or escape.

“That’s better, isn’t it, my lovely?” Severus asked, not really expecting a response. He gazed at the lovely female body in front of him once more, clad only in plain cotton underclothes.

He moved up the bed, until he was leaning over Hermione’s body. By this point, Hermione had her eyes closed, hoping that he would be quick and get whatever it was he was going to do over and done with, but in her heart knowing this was unlikely. Snape wasn’t the type of person that rushed things, his abilities at potion making were proof of that-you had to be extremely patient and methodical to be a great Potions Master, and Hermione would not be surprised to see the same level of care expressed in most things that he did.

Suddenly, one, or possibly even both of Severus’s arms collapsed underneath him. This left him lying along the length of Hermione’s body. It was a good job he was quite thin, Hermione mused wryly, as his weight was only just this side of uncomfortable, but not unbearably so.

She expected him to get up off her body, but Severus appeared to be content where he was, especially if the hard thing she could feel resting on her leg through his robe was what she thought it was, she thought, feeling sickened.

There was a gentle murmuring coming from Severus. Hermione looked down her body towards his face to see his eyes were closed. The murmuring sound was him snoring. Well, at least he wasn’t a loud snorer.

Hermione settled back as well as she could, trying not to jostle Snape too much, as she didn’t want him to try anything tonight. Her bindings were quite uncomfortable, and she didn’t think she’d get a lot of sleep, but there was nothing she could do about that now, especially as she had no idea where Severus’s wand was, and had no idea how to undo the incantation.

She looked down at Snape’s sleeping form as she felt a wetness on her chest.

“Urgh!” Hermione couldn’t help but let out a exclamation of disgust as she saw the wetness was caused by her ex-Professor dribbling on her chest. Now she knew that she wouldn’t get much sleep.

As she stared at Snape, she saw that one of his hands was beginning to move. She desperately hoped he wasn’t waking up, and tensed.

She relaxed however, as his hand made it to its destination. His lower arm lay across her breast as his thumb entered his mouth, and he murmured contentedly in his sleep.

Hermione had to smile. Of all the people in her life that could have sucked their thumb, Severus Snape was the last person she would have imagined doing that. Maybe he wasn’t quite as secure as he always made out to be.

She lay back, and closed her eyes, convinced that she wouldn’t be able to sleep anytime soon, but the day very emotional and full of surprises, and Hermione fell asleep very quickly, especially considering the uncomfortable position she was in.

For most of the night, Hermione slept quite peacefully, only waking when she tried to move in her sleep to find herself trapped by the bindings and under Snape’s weight. The only other times she awoke were when Snape himself shifted in his sleep, accidentally poking her with his elbows and knees.


A/N
Sorry about the long time between updates-not having internet access in my University room has hindered me slightly!
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