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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
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Adult ++
Chapters:
16
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44,875
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108
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I wish I could...
A/N This just the begining...however, she doesn't know what and who she's going to face. Be merciful to me..my first SS/HG fic I know that this first chapter is short, but I felt I needed to do that. The next ones are longer and have more (as well lemony) action
The walls of the dungeon were seeping with muddy water, the floor of cold and hard. However, it didn’t matter to Hermione Granger, time was a flowing river of pain, the darkness of her prison giving her no light of hope. In the battlefield she saw how five Death Eaters had stunned Harry, then stupefied her and from that on, all she could remember was this dark cell. Every day she wondered why she wasn’t killed, time passed by and her captors hadn’t done a lot of harm to her, except a few kicks in the ribs as she didn’t wake up in time for her meal- a few slices of dry hard bread and a cup of water.
Once again, the door screeched and someone stepped in. A steel tray rattled and she felt a kick in her side.
‘’Wake up, bitch. Your meal’s ready.’’ She heard the voice of her usual ''servant'' as she used to call her guard. Of course, she never said it out loud, but even the thought that somene has to do something for her made her feel a little better.But just for a few seconds.
She slowly crawled to the tray and took the cup in her trembling hands. Her visitor was about to exit as she asked ‘’Why…why am I here? Why don’t you just kill me?’’ her voice was trembling, she coughed hard a few times and then regained her breath.
‘’I’ll tell you why…you’re going to be a pet...to one of the high masters…that’s why we have to take care of you…’’ he shuddered and laughed hoarsely.
‘’A…a pet?’’ she asked, not understanding the meaning.
‘’Well, he’ll own you…he’ll torture you…rape you…Merlin, I wish I could rape you, but I am not allowed to, your Master would avada me instantly…’’ he gulped, picturing that in his mind. ‘’Consider your days here as in a recreational home…here you’ll get the best food, sleep and clothing you’ll ever have…’’ he said , drooling over her legs. ‘’Do you like Crucio?’’
‘’No…’’ she breathed out in fear. It had felt terrible when she was hit by it in the battles.
‘’I’ll tell you what to do…as you’re such a pretty piece of meat I’d loved to have for myself…keep your head down and always address him as Master…that might spare you a few Crucios…’’ he chuckled again, knowing that nothing could spare her from torture. ‘’Do not worry…the longest a pet has been alive with a Master was a year...the shortest-a week…I wish you to be the later one…’’ he whispered.
She curled up in the corner on the dirty flock of hay and cried. Why can’t they kill me now instead? Why….
‘’Your Master is coming tomorrow, by the way…’’ she heard evil laughter as the door slammed shut.
Tomorrow…tomorrow the torture begins…I wish I’d be dead now…
The walls of the dungeon were seeping with muddy water, the floor of cold and hard. However, it didn’t matter to Hermione Granger, time was a flowing river of pain, the darkness of her prison giving her no light of hope. In the battlefield she saw how five Death Eaters had stunned Harry, then stupefied her and from that on, all she could remember was this dark cell. Every day she wondered why she wasn’t killed, time passed by and her captors hadn’t done a lot of harm to her, except a few kicks in the ribs as she didn’t wake up in time for her meal- a few slices of dry hard bread and a cup of water.
Once again, the door screeched and someone stepped in. A steel tray rattled and she felt a kick in her side.
‘’Wake up, bitch. Your meal’s ready.’’ She heard the voice of her usual ''servant'' as she used to call her guard. Of course, she never said it out loud, but even the thought that somene has to do something for her made her feel a little better.But just for a few seconds.
She slowly crawled to the tray and took the cup in her trembling hands. Her visitor was about to exit as she asked ‘’Why…why am I here? Why don’t you just kill me?’’ her voice was trembling, she coughed hard a few times and then regained her breath.
‘’I’ll tell you why…you’re going to be a pet...to one of the high masters…that’s why we have to take care of you…’’ he shuddered and laughed hoarsely.
‘’A…a pet?’’ she asked, not understanding the meaning.
‘’Well, he’ll own you…he’ll torture you…rape you…Merlin, I wish I could rape you, but I am not allowed to, your Master would avada me instantly…’’ he gulped, picturing that in his mind. ‘’Consider your days here as in a recreational home…here you’ll get the best food, sleep and clothing you’ll ever have…’’ he said , drooling over her legs. ‘’Do you like Crucio?’’
‘’No…’’ she breathed out in fear. It had felt terrible when she was hit by it in the battles.
‘’I’ll tell you what to do…as you’re such a pretty piece of meat I’d loved to have for myself…keep your head down and always address him as Master…that might spare you a few Crucios…’’ he chuckled again, knowing that nothing could spare her from torture. ‘’Do not worry…the longest a pet has been alive with a Master was a year...the shortest-a week…I wish you to be the later one…’’ he whispered.
She curled up in the corner on the dirty flock of hay and cried. Why can’t they kill me now instead? Why….
‘’Your Master is coming tomorrow, by the way…’’ she heard evil laughter as the door slammed shut.
Tomorrow…tomorrow the torture begins…I wish I’d be dead now…