Daddy, No
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
13,452
Reviews:
37
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Daddy, No
All Warnings May Be In Affect
A/N: This may not be HBP or DH complaint, but then again it may, who knows.
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Prologue
"Daddy, no..." 7 year old Hermione Granger says. She sits back agains't the headboard, arms wrapped around her legs, whicj are pulled against her chest. head down, she cries silent tears, hoping against all hope that this game would end. "Daddy, no..." she sobbed, "Please no more."
Her voice dropped as she shook harder, tears flowing wildly. In a mere whisper, she spoke again, "It hurts, Daddy. It hurts so much."
She remembers as to well how much it hurt as he taught her the last piece if the game. she watched as he quietly moved towards her.
***
She was thrown into the kitchen table, a hend gripping her hair, holding her head down. She felt her skirt being lifted, and cursed herself inwardly for not putting on jeans like she had planned. She felt hands feeling down her backside, and her knickers being lowered. She the zipper being lowered and the jeans falling around the ankles of the man holding her down.
Her baby's father.
Her father.
She wished so much that this would end, but knew it wouldn't. Never. She tried so hard to remove her self from this world, cutting, drowning, drugs and alcohol, and overdosing. Even with the deadly potions she'd snuck out of the restricted section at Hogwarts, but nothing.
16 yr old Hermione Granger could remember how this all started. ALl the pain, the fear, the darkess of her life, but nothing before. She has yet to find something that was pure happiness. 'No wonder it took so long to create a patronus, and it still has yet to be perfected.'
"Oww.." she groaned, her head hitting the table again. She could hear the man behind her speaking, but she ignored what was being said, even if she knew it would make him angrier.
Again, she wished that she could find some peace. If she could tell someone what she had been going through these last few years. She wished, like the previous summers, that she could go with Harry and Ron, if she could hide with them in a place unreachable by him.
She wished that, even though it hurt so much for them to be near her, for any male to be near her, though she felt numb enough to survive it.
But she couldn't.
She couldn't explain the bruises...
The cuts on her arms and face...
And especially not the five month old child currently growing inside her...
She couldn't hide any of it...
And she knew it.
She felt the man behind her, inside her stiffen slightly, ramming into her, pushing her heavily onto the table, her head hitting it so hard it she became dizzy.
So dizzy in fact, she nearly missed the words spoken as the man ejaculated within her.
"Never again, my love... You aren't going leave me never, ever again.
***
September 1, 1996
Two boys, one redhead, the other with shaggy black hair, glasses and a lightening shaped scaron his forehead, stood on Platform 9 3/4, looking around with around with dumbfounded looks on their faces. They listened as the warning whistle blew on the Hogwarts Express, both with a single thought going through their head...
'Where the bloody hell is she?'
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A/N: I hoped you like the intro.
A/N: This may not be HBP or DH complaint, but then again it may, who knows.
*************
Prologue
"Daddy, no..." 7 year old Hermione Granger says. She sits back agains't the headboard, arms wrapped around her legs, whicj are pulled against her chest. head down, she cries silent tears, hoping against all hope that this game would end. "Daddy, no..." she sobbed, "Please no more."
Her voice dropped as she shook harder, tears flowing wildly. In a mere whisper, she spoke again, "It hurts, Daddy. It hurts so much."
She remembers as to well how much it hurt as he taught her the last piece if the game. she watched as he quietly moved towards her.
***
She was thrown into the kitchen table, a hend gripping her hair, holding her head down. She felt her skirt being lifted, and cursed herself inwardly for not putting on jeans like she had planned. She felt hands feeling down her backside, and her knickers being lowered. She the zipper being lowered and the jeans falling around the ankles of the man holding her down.
Her baby's father.
Her father.
She wished so much that this would end, but knew it wouldn't. Never. She tried so hard to remove her self from this world, cutting, drowning, drugs and alcohol, and overdosing. Even with the deadly potions she'd snuck out of the restricted section at Hogwarts, but nothing.
16 yr old Hermione Granger could remember how this all started. ALl the pain, the fear, the darkess of her life, but nothing before. She has yet to find something that was pure happiness. 'No wonder it took so long to create a patronus, and it still has yet to be perfected.'
"Oww.." she groaned, her head hitting the table again. She could hear the man behind her speaking, but she ignored what was being said, even if she knew it would make him angrier.
Again, she wished that she could find some peace. If she could tell someone what she had been going through these last few years. She wished, like the previous summers, that she could go with Harry and Ron, if she could hide with them in a place unreachable by him.
She wished that, even though it hurt so much for them to be near her, for any male to be near her, though she felt numb enough to survive it.
But she couldn't.
She couldn't explain the bruises...
The cuts on her arms and face...
And especially not the five month old child currently growing inside her...
She couldn't hide any of it...
And she knew it.
She felt the man behind her, inside her stiffen slightly, ramming into her, pushing her heavily onto the table, her head hitting it so hard it she became dizzy.
So dizzy in fact, she nearly missed the words spoken as the man ejaculated within her.
"Never again, my love... You aren't going leave me never, ever again.
***
September 1, 1996
Two boys, one redhead, the other with shaggy black hair, glasses and a lightening shaped scaron his forehead, stood on Platform 9 3/4, looking around with around with dumbfounded looks on their faces. They listened as the warning whistle blew on the Hogwarts Express, both with a single thought going through their head...
'Where the bloody hell is she?'
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A/N: I hoped you like the intro.