These are the Ties?

Title: These are the Ties?
Author: Angelo Marchaud
Archived: Post only with credit
Summary: Draco gets a little ticked at Hermione, and takes it out on her, with surprising consequences.
Rating: NC-17 (maybe overrated)
Warning Tags: Draco/Hermione, NC Chastity, Cons. Chastity, Violent, M/F, Attempted Rape, HBP mostly compliant/mostly irrelevant, ONESHOT
Pairings: Draco/Hermione. RH, HG (nothing happens between them)
Feedback: Review, please!
Beta Readers: none, at the moment.
A/N: Just something that popped into my head one day while thinking about another story. As always, please review.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, J.K. Rowling retains ownership of any and all places, people, things that appear in her writings. I do not own nor do I make money from this.

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Draco stalked down the third floor hallway, having left Crabbe and Goyle behind outside the Potions dungeon.

"Damn that Granger, I almost make the perfect polyjuice potion, and she turns in better marks than me. She's always showing me up, if I had the mind I'd bring her down a few notches."

Draco paced the third floor for a few minutes, scaring a couple of second-years from their hiding place before returning to the dungeons to get a nap before Astronomy lessons.

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A few days later, Draco happened to be returning from sending a letter to his mother when he happened to find himself in an almost deserted hallway. Finding this odd, as it was a class-day, Draco stopped and looked around. To his surprise, he noticed none other than the Mud-blood Granger slipping into Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. Having made a few trips to that particular bathroom himself, he knew that the area would be almost completely deserted, and it was easy enough to get rid of Myrtle, she was usually visiting the lake at this time of the day anyway. Glancing around to make sure no one saw him, he slipped into the bathroom behind Granger, closing, sealing and silencing the door behind him.

When he looked into the room, he saw Granger standing in front of the lavatories, her wand out of her reach sitting on the shelf. Extending his wand and silently casting the charm, he brought Hermione's wand to his hand.

Having heard the noise of her wand flying through the air, Hermione whirled around. "Malfoy, what in the hell are you doing here?" she demanded.

"Well, seeing as how you're always showing me up in every class we take, I decided it was about time for a bit of comeuppance. Take you down a few notches for everyone's sake. And have a bit of fun myself," Malfoy replied.

"I don't know what you think you're going to do..." began Hermione, but Draco had suddenly lunged forward and attacked her mouth with a kiss.

"Get off me!" Hermione shouted when her mouth was free again, "Malfoy, you will pay for that!"

"Oh, I don't think I will, Granger. I intend to make sure that you never best me again," Draco exclaimed as he began fondling Hermione, having placed the wands in his robes. "And I think I know what will make you shut up for good!"

Hermione began to realize what Draco was intending to do and started to struggle more fiercely, even getting a few hits into some not insensitive places on the boy. But Draco was far stronger, and used to being rough with his partners, so he took it in stride. Overpowering Hermione, he pulled off her robe while pushing her to the ground where she landed with a squeal of surprise. Noticing she had just a thin t-shirt and shorts on beneath her robe, Draco began to get hard enough to make it apparent to his victim.

"Malfoy, I'm warning you, don't do this, you won't get what you want and I *will* make you regret it."

"Don't do what, Granger, don't you want to do this? Haven't you always wanted to do this?"

With that, Malfoy opened his trousers and robe enough to pull out his rock hard cock. "I know you've wanted one of these. You've been practically begging the Weasel all year. You think others haven't seen, but I know how to read the signs. Well, if he's stupid enough to ignore you, I certainly am not. Go ahead and lick it, suck on it and maybe I'll let you have it all."

"Go to hell, Malfoy"

Draco slapped Hermione hard. "Well, I guess if that's your answer, I'll just take what I want." Draco reached forward and ripped the t-shirt from Hermione's chest, savagely manhandling her breasts, leaving deep bruised along the sides.

"Hrm, you bruise nicely, a shame no one else will ever see them."

"Fuck off, Malfoy, this is your last warning."

Draco slapped her again, "I'll do whatever I want, filthy Mud-blood, you are no match for me, especially without your wand." He reached into her shorts, intending to get her ready for him to slide in, but encountered something very cold and hard before reaching her wetness. Ripping off her shorts, he exclaimed, "What the hell is that?"

Hermione replied, "I told you you wouldn't get what you wanted, Malfoy. It's a chastity belt, I enchanted it myself, it will only open when I'm ready for it."

Draco smirked, "Oh, really? We'll see about that." Draco tugged a few times on the belt, but there was no give in the device. Hrm, let's see if Granger's really as good a witch as she says she is. Draco reached back to lay one hand on his wand, Alohamora. Small blue sparks danced from the device and Draco felt it loosen slightly, just enough for him to get his fingertips inside the waist of the device. Feeling more confident, he pulled his wand out and said forcefully, "Alohamora!"

Spasms shot from his wand hand and he felt his entire lower body go numb. Invisible hands pulled him into the air and ripped his trousers from his legs. He felt his erection fade and then something cold and hard clasp itself over his cock and balls. After a few seconds, the hands released him and he fell to the floor with an ominous clang.

"Petrificus Totalus!" Draco heard from behind him as he heard the bathroom door open again. "That was bloody brilliant Hermione," Ron said as he walked into Draco's view and picked Hermione up from the floor, "Sorry you had to go through that, though."

"No, it was the best way to get him in this condition. This way, if he ever tried to report us, it was a simple case of self-defense, isn't that right Malfoy?" Hermione replied.

"I think the coast is clear for now, but I see Snape headed this way, so we might want to get out of here, soon." Malfoy groaned in his head as he heard the voice of the dreaded Potter directly behind him, "Nice ass by the way, Malfoy. Almost looks better than than the ferret."

Malfoy blushed, then began to worry when Hermione knelt down next to his ear. "Oh yes, Malfoy," she whispered, "By the way, I have been having Ronald, and he is so much bigger, and so much better than you could ever hope to be. Now this little present you have can't be opened, but it will take care of all your necessary functions, so don't worry about that. If you're good, it will automatically release you in one year. As for mine, I only wear it during the day, so I'll be having fun with Ron tonight while you're left, not even able to masturbate. Have a nice year."

With that, Hermione, Ron and Harry turned to leave the bathroom. Before closing the door, Harry muttered a timed counterspell to the Body-Bind, then shut and locked the door.

"Well, that was a job well done, what say we go have some fun?"