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Hermione lay on the floor of Malfoy Manor trembling, her own blood splattered under her from the amount of time Bellatrix had struck her. Hermione eyes were wet with tears as she clutched at her necklace as if that would bring her any comfort or condolence from how much torture she had already endured.
“Crying already? You filthy little mudblood.” Bellatrix spits as she yanks at Hermiones knotter curls to pull her head back so she is forced to look up at Bellatrix. “You're not even close to talking.” Bellatrix grounds in annoyance as she backhands Hermione making white hot pain courses across her face as she whimpers weakly as Bellatrix drops her hair as she stands up leaving Hermione to tremble on the floor.
Hermione had to hold strong, for Harry and Ron. She couldn’t betray them. She would never betray them. Hermione knew they could probably hear her screams from the dungeons they were being held in and it just made her want to scream louder. To make them more urgent to rescue her so she could get out of her before…. Before… Hermione didn’t finish her thought, not even wanting to think about what Bellatrix could do with her power over Hermione.
“Greyback.” Bellatrix calls harshly as she kicks Hermione's body roughly with her boot making Hermione wince in pain as more tears pour out of her eyes as a new fear arouses. Why did Bellatrix want Greyback? She hears the click of Greyback’s shoes as he approaches. “Rape her.” Bellatrix growls out, making Hermione's whole body freeze up. “Rape her untill she tells us something. Something useful for the dark lord.”
Hermione trembles as she quickly tries to move back from Greyback but he steps on her ankle stopping her as she cries out in pain. “P-Please no.” Hermione begs shakily as tears start to freely pour down her face as she looks up at Bellatrix pleading.
Bellatrix just laughs wickedly as Greyback crouches down and grabs Hermione’s ankle before roughly pulling her under him. Hermione screams as she tries to push away from him but she has no power over him. He was going to kill her. She knew it.
“Wait— Don’t” The words make everyone pause as all eyes move to Draco who is standing there pale as if the words left his lips without his realization. Hermione watches as Draco eyes flick down to her body that lays under Greyback before looking away and swallowing making his adams apple bob in his throat.
“Ohhh Draco.” Bellatrix coos. “You want the mudblood? You want to rape her?”
Hermione's whole body shivers as more tears well in her eyes as Draco shakes his head quickly as Narcissa Malfoy looks at Bellatrix with disgust.
“D-Don’t talk to my son like that,” Narcissa says shakily to her sister, making Lucios send her a look which immediately shuts her up.
“I can talk to Draco however I want.” Bellatrix says with a sickening smirk on her face as she looks over at Hermione again. “Greyback off her.” She commands. “Draco will be raping this one.”
Hermione feels sick to her stomach as Greyback reluctantly gets off her with a growl as Hermione trembles. Draco looks horrified as his eyes flick from Bellatrix to the ground as he refuses to look at Hermione.
“Chop, chop Draco. We don’t have all day.” Bellatrix says with a sneer. “Wouldn’t want to disappoint the dark lord would we?”
Draco swallows again as Hermione continues to lay trembling on the floor. He’s better than Greyback. Better than Greyback. She repeats to herself as she tries to believe her words.
“Fine.” Draco mutters, his voice barely audible. “But I’m not raping her here. Not in front of my mother.” Narcissa pails even more as she watches her son as if realizing that her son, the heir to her bloodline is actually going to stoop as low as raping someone. “I’m taking her to my room.” Draco adds finally.
“Pity. I was going to enjoy seeing her get raped.” Bellatrix says with a pout and Draco’s jaw clenches before he stiffly walks towards Hermione as he ignores her gaze.
“Draco–” Narcissa says softly but she quickly quiets down and looks down at the ground and Hermione can see the tears in her eyes.
Draco stands above Hermione now and he finally meets Hermione’s gaze with his own cold one and Hermione breath quickens in fear before Malfoy roughly grabs Hermione's wrists and drags her to her feet making Hermiones whole body radiate with pain as she whimpers slightly as she keeps her eyes on the ground as her legs tremble weakly underneath her.
Draco begins to drag Hermione as she stumbles on her own feet at Draco’s long strides and she hears Draco sigh in annoyance before he abruptly reaches down and scoops Hermione up quickly so he can carry her Bridal style. Everyone's eyes are on them as they leave the room and Hermione shakes in Draco’s arms as they walk away from the group.
The walk is quiet and Hermione stays silent as she feels herself fisting Draco’s shirt in her hand on instinct like a small child would ,searching for comfort but Draco doesn’t offer even an ounce of comfort as he continues up the stairs and he finally stops at a door at the end of the hallway.
“Malfoy–” Hermione says but is cut off as Draco casts a spell to open the door automatically while he is still carrying Hermione. She stays silent as he carries her into his room her body still trembling against his before he slams the door behind him with his foot before gently setting her on her feet.
Hermione is surprised that he didn’t just plop her right down on the bed like she expected him to as Draco walks past Hermione and towards a door that leads to a bathroom leaving her to stand there confused and alone. Hermione could try to escape but she knew it was pointless.
She heard the shower start and then Draco appeared again with a blank expression on his face. The only thing that betrayed how he was feeling was his tense body. “Get a shower, Granger.” He says gently as he looks at Hermione as she continues just to stand their trembling and confused.
“W-What?” Hermione asks, her voice coming out croaky from all her earlier screaming as Draco keeps his distance from her as he runs his hand through his hair as he moves to lean against his dresser.
“You need a shower, Granger. I’m offering you a shower. You either take it or I rape you now.” Draco’s words are harsh and blunt, making Hermione reel back slightly as her hands clutch at her own shirt as she takes a shaky breath. Better than Greyback.
“Are you going to take the shower or not?” Hermione slowly nods her head, her breath shaky as Draco gaze fills with annoyance as he watches her. “Well then take your bloody clothes off.”
Hermione stiffens at Malfoys yell and she shrinks back and he immediately softens his expression again as he lets his hand fall loosely to his sides as he takes a steady breath. “Go into the bathroom Granger and get in the shower. I’ll give you ten minutes.”
She takes a shaky breath before nodding as she takes a few steps forwards hesitantly but Malfoys large form scares her. What if this was just all a trap to get her closer to him. So he could grab her. Malfoy seems to notice her hesitancy and he slowly sits down on the bed as he averts his eyes from her and to his lap.
Hermione quickly moves on her shaky legs towards the bathroom. “Thanks.” She says softly before entering the bathroom where the shower is running. The shower drowns out the noise of her thoughts as she hesitantly peels off her clothes and steps into the shower.
The warm water immediately soothes her aching body and washes away the blood from her earlier torture as she looks around at Draco’s arrange of soaps as she picks up a shampoo and pours some into her hand. Might as well use this to my advantage. She thinks to herself as she lathers the soap into her dirty knotted hair before doing the same with his conditioner.
All the soaps smelled like him and in some way that comforted her. To remember the old days where Draco’s bullying taunts were the worst thing in her life. She dumps some of his body wash into her hand and then lather’s it all over her body.
She feels slightly better as she rinses herself off and then she just stands under the burning water until there is a knock on the door. “Times up Granger.” Draco says loudly and then without warning steps into the bathroom. Hermione immediately shrinks away as Draco closes the door behind him, a towel in hand.
“Relax.” He says softly, his eyes losing their usual cold look. “I’m just bringing you a towel.” Draco’s eyes skate over Hermione’s body that she is so desperately trying to cover with her hand. Draco takes another step closer, “Turn off the water.” He orders and Hermione quickly moves on of her hands to stop the warm flow of water making her shiver.
Draco sighs again before handing her the towel as he looks up at the ceiling again letting her wrap the towel around herself without his gaze all over her. It was some small comfort that seemed almost laughable since they both knew what he had to do. He had to rape her.
Once Hermione had wrapped the towel around her body Draco gently grabs her arm making her tremble as he gently leads her dripping form out of the bathroom. “Please calm down for me, Granger. Ok? I’m going to tell you if I’m going to hurt you.”
Hermione shakily nods as Draco leads her towards his dresser before he turns to her abruptly and grabs her waist threw the towel and lifts her up onto the dresser making her yelp as Hermione immediately pushes at his arm as fear envelops her.
“Sh, sh, sh.” Draco says softly as he gently begins to rub the towel against her damp legs. “Calm down for me Granger. I promise I’m not going to hurt you right now.”
“M-Malfoy.” Hermione says shakily, making his eyes dart to hers as he continues to gently rub her legs gently trying to dry them. “A-Are you going to rape me?”
Draco sighs as he looks away from her and down at the floor. “If you can’t give me any information. Then I have too.” His eyes don’t meet her’s as he says this and Hermione stiffens and Draco pulls his arms away as he stops trying to dry Hermione off. “I’m so sorry, Granger.” He mumbles and turns away from her. “Dry yourself off the rest of the way.”
Hermione takes another shaky breath before she continues to dry herself off as Draco paces around the room, his hands running through his hair repeatedly, his brows furrowed. Finally Hermions finishes drying herself off but she keeps the towel wrapped around her body.
“Dolly.” Draco calls and a house elf appears out of nowhere. The house elf looks around with wide eyes as they land on her and its eyes widen farther as it glances back at Draco.
“What do you need Master?” The elf asks its voice high and squeaky as its eyes continue to dart around the room and Draco groans in annoyance.
“Two bottles of whisky.” Dracos requests and the elf nods before disappearing again and Draco turns back to her. “Granger, I'm going to give you one more chance to tell me something useful. Ok?” Draco asks as he takes a few steps closer to her, making Hermione tremble. “Please just tell me something Granger.” Draco almost begs her as his breath fans across her face as she keeps the towel wrapped around her body.
“I- I can’t.” Hermione says shakily as the elf appears again and quickly sets two bottles of whisky on Draco’s nightstand.
“Yes you can.”
“N-No Malfoy. I- I can’t betray my best friends.”
Draco slams his hand down next to Hermione's leg making her jump and for her eyes to widen. “Fuck Granger.” He yells in annoyance. “I don’t want to do this, but your making this so fucking difficult like the mudblood you are.” He spits out in her face, his lips only inches away from hers. Hermione shrinks back from him, his words hurting her more than she would admit.
Draco searches her face again and then he turns away from her. “God-Fucking-Dammit.” He growls out as he grabs one of the whisky bottles off his bedside table and uncorks it with his mouth as he stares at Hermione’s trembling figure. He’s better than Greyback. Hermione thinks to herself but it doesn't calm her down.
Hermione watches as Draco takes a long swig from the bottle. “Get on the bed.” He says making Hermione's breath catch in her throat.
“Malfoy–”
“Get on the FUCKING bed Granger.” Draco yells as he looks over at you. “I’m giving you a choice right now. You either get on the bed yourself or I force you on the bed.” He grounds out. The nice caring Malfoy seemingly gone as he takes another sip from the whisky bottle.
Hermione shakily stands with the towel still wrapped around her and Malfoy looks away as his hand unclench and clench again. “I’m not going to force you to lay any way. Ok?” Draco says more softly now. “You can choose how you want it to be.” He says and gestures at the bed.
“I– I– don't know how to lay.” Hermione says shakily as her legs tremble in fear as she continue to clutch the towel around you.
Malfoy groans in annoyance as he takes another swig from the bottle as he leans against his bedside table with his hand. “You don’t know any positions?” Malfoy asks with annoyance and Hermione shakes her head as tears form in her eyes as her fear grows. Malfoy takes a breath, “You can either lay on your back, your stomach or on your hands and knees. That’s all I’m offering you.” Draco states as he searches Hermione's face. “And you might as well drop the towel willingly unless you want me to force that off you too.”
Hermione could see what he was doing. He was trying to give her some control to make her feel better about this whole thing. Hermione slowly takes off the towel as tears silently pour down her face as Draco's eyes almost greedily run all over her body as she gently climbs onto the bed, her body shaky as she lays on her back as she averts her eyes away from Draco.
Draco takes one last swig from the whisky before setting it down on the counter as he looks down at Hermione as she clenches her thighs together as if that was going to stop Draco from touching her.
“Are you still a virgin Granger?”
Hermione nods her head shakily and Draco curses. “Fuck.” He mutters as he looks away from Hermione. “I’m so fucking sorry.” He mutters before he turns back towards Hermione and he slowly carefully climbs on top of her.
He wrests back on his knees so he isn't hovering over her as he thinks about his next move. “You know I can’t make this more bearable for you right?” He asks gently. “I’m going to have to rape you.”
Hermione just looks up at Malfoy teary eyed. Better than Greyback. She says to herself. “I-I know.” Draco gives her a sympathetic look.
“I swear Granger. I- I never meant for this to happen.” He chokes out as he looks down at Hermione. “Are you sure you want to lay facing me?”
Hermione nods her head shakily as more tears pour down her face. “P-Please D-Draco. Don’t do this.” She begs.
“I have too.” He mutters as he looks down at Hermione. And then he leans down closer so his body covers Hermiones as he hovers over her naked form still fully clothed. “Just try and stay calm.” And without another word Draco takes her mouth into a bruising kiss, that radiates dominance and control. The kiss is deep but she don't kiss him back as she trys to push against his chest but he doesn't budge.
Dracos lips move down and begin to kiss the expanse of my neck and he bites down harshly into my neck making me yelp. “M-Malfoy stop.” Hermione begs but he doesn't listen to her please as he continues to bite down on her flesh and Hermione wonders if he’s trying to leave a mark. “S-Stop.” She begs again as tears pour down her eyes as she continues to push at Draco’s body.
Draco pulls away from her, his eyes cold as they study her. “Fine.” He growls out. “I’ll stop kissing you. But I hope you know that was going to be your only distraction from this whole thing. But now your mind is going to just be solely focused on me pushing into you tight, virgin pussy.” He pauses as he watches Hermione's face change from horror to shock at his words. “Now think again before you tell me to stop.” He grounds out as he looks down at her before he leans over and takes another swig of whisky from the bottle.
Hermione’s mind is running at one-hundred miles per hour and she can’t seem to stop as her body trembles underneath Draco. Better than Greyback. She recites. Better than Greyback. Draco’s hand moves to his belt buckle and he starts to slowly unclasp it, making Hermione shut her eyes tight as tears pour down her cheeks. No. No. No. Her brain screams but she doesn’t say it… yet. She just continues to lay there as Draco pulls his trouser down just enough so his boxers are revealed.
“Spread your legs for me, mudblood.” Draco says through gritted teeth but Hermione refuses as she opens her eyes to look at Draco in fear.
“P-Please no.” She begs with him making Draco’s face grow with annoyance as he leans forward so his breath mingles with her’s in the small space between them.
“Open your fucking legs Granger. Or I’ll do it myself.” Hermione trembles at his harsh words as she shakily opens her legs slightly. She hated the feeling of being this helpless in front of Draco. It felt so wrong and every part of her screamed to close her legs but she didn’t, knowing it would only make it worse. Draco studies her pussy, that is bare for him, his eyes dark and calculating but behind all that Hermione can almost see… regret? Guilt?
“I’m going to get you ready. Granger.” Draco says as he flicks his eyes up to meet Hermiones. “So it won’t hurt as bad.”
Hermione is confused for a second at his words as tears pour down her eyes. “M-Malfoy–” But before she can finish her sentence Draco presses the palm of his hand down on her clit making her gasp and instinctively try to close her legs but Draco’s other hand keeps them open as he begins to add a little bit of pressure.
Tears continue to pour down her face as she bucks against Draco’s hand making a smirk form on his face as he uses one finger and glides it through her entrance making Hermione’s core clench. “M-Malfoy.” She chokes out. “S-Stop.”
Draco seems to pretend to not hear her as he slowly pushes a finger inside her his eyes intent on her face as he watches her reaction. Hermione had never had this done to herself. Hell, she never had anything done to herself and the new sensation made her try to pull away.
“I-It hurts.” She cries out his long finger making her core clench and also feel a slight burn at the intrusion and Draco darkly chuckles as he starts to slowly pump in and out of her with his finger as he still uses the palm of his hand to press down on her clit.
“If this hurts, your going to go through fucking hell when it’s my dick.” Hermione cries out in pain again as he adds a second finger, his thrusts becoming more and more rough but part of Hermione knows that in some way he is trying to be gentle trying to make this better for her. But it isn’t helping.
Draco abruptly pulls out of her and then he holds his two fingers up to show the glistening arousal on them. Hermione's body is betraying her and it only makes her even more desperate to get out of her. Harry and Ron, where are you?? She thinks desperately as Malfoy brings his fingers up to her mouth.
“Suck it off, mudblood.” He says flatly and Hermione keeps her mouth clamped shut. “Suck your arousal off my fingers now. Or I’ll force you.” She whimpers in response to his words, her face red and tear stained but she reluctantly brings her mouth up and takes his finger into her mouth as she licks and sucks around his fingers as Malfoys watches her his eyes hooded and his head tilted slightly.
Malfoy’s hum in response before pulling his finger out of Hermione's mouth and she shrinks back against the bed again in relief. “I’m almost tempted to make you suck me off.” He mutters as a smirk plays on his lips reminding Hermione of their childhood of rivalry.
“P–Please don’t M-Malfoy.” Hermione says and then Malfoy lets out a sigh as he shift his weight a little as he moves his hand to the waistband of his boxers.
“Fine. Let’s get this over with then.” He mutters as Hermione studies his face, he was putting on a facade, she could tell. His words where telling her he wanted to do this wanted to rape her but his eyes where filled with guilt and disgust. “I’m giving you one last chance, Granger. Tell me something useful and I wont have to rape you.”
Hermione just looks up at the ceiling blankly, not responding. Better than Greyback. Her answer was clear, she obviously was not going to tell Malfoy anything. Hermione knew deep down that Harry would have wanted her to say something, to get her out of this but that would hurt them so much in the long run and she couldn’t risk it.
Malfoy takes a shaky breath. “Ok.” He seems to study Hermione’s face for a second more as if that would somehow make her change her mind but Hermione remains frozen, not daring to make eye contact with him. Malfoy pulls down his boxers just enough to reveal his cock but she doesn’t look as she continues to take quick breaths.
Malfoy rests above her, propping himself up on his elbow so his other hand can pump himself. Hermione can hear his labored breaths at the way he pumps himself and she knows he is trying to make himself somewhat hard since this situation wasn’t really turning him on in the slightest.
“Malfoy.” She chokes out as a sob tears through her throat as Malfoy continues to stroke himself.
“What… Granger.”
“W-Will it hurt?” She asks as her teary eyes finally move to meet his and Malfoy just looks down at her as he clenches his jaw.
“Yes. Yes it will.”
Hermione had expected the answer, hell she knew the answer before she asked the question but she wanted him to talk to hear him say it so she really knew how this was going to go but instead of feeling reassured that Hermione knew her fate it only made it worse as Malfoy spread her legs a little wider with his hands.
“You don't have to keep your eyes open.” Malfoy states as he positions himself at her entrance as Hermione’s hand instinctively comes up to clutch at his bicep. He continues to study her face as she just stares up at him wide eyed.
“I–I know.” She says shakily. If Hermione did close her eyes it would only make her feel more vulnerable.
Malfoy takes another deep breath as his adams apple bobs as his eyes move back to meet hers again. “I’ll go slow for the first thrust, ok?” He says, his voice strained. “But after that I’m not holding back.”
Hermione nods her head slowly as tears trail down her cheeks. “Thank you” She says, even though she shouldn’t be thanking him at all.
Malfoy begins to gently press against her entrance making her jerk away slightly at the foreign feeling but his hand on her hip keeps her in place. “Stay still for me, Granger…. For now.”
Hermione’s bottom lip trembles as she looks up at him as he continues to gently push against her entrance, still not pushing in, but applying some pressure. “H-How can you expect me to stay still when…. When… your raping me.” She chokes out.
He sighs. “I know… I’m sorry. But I’m trying to just make this hurt less for now, ok? So please just stay still.” He begins to slowly push into her and Hermione cries out in pain as she bucks away from him.
“Malfoy… shit.” I yell as I try to move away but he keeps me in place as my eyes well with tears.
“Fuck.” Malfoy groans as Hermione tries to move away while he is slightly inside her. “Stay still Granger.”
Hermione just covers her face with her hands as tears pour out of her eyes as sobs wrack through her small body as Malfoy shifts his weight slightly as he begins to slowly push into her again. “It’s ok.” He whispers into her ear, his breathing ragged as his body trembles slightly as he tries to keep under control as her walls clench around him. “You're doing so good.”
She keeps her hands pressed on her face as Malfoys breath fans across her neck as his trouser brush against the inner part of her thigh since he is basically still fully dressed. Hermione writhes in pain again as he pushes a little deeper into her as he reaches some resistance.
“I–It really hurts.” Hermione cries out and Malfoy just groans into her ear as he pushes past the resistance and continues to slowly fill her up.
“Fuck you feel good.” He mutters the words and then he sighs. “Almost there Granger, only a little more.”
Finally he is pushed all the way in, sheathed to the hip inside her, his breathing is shaking as Hermione continues to clutch onto his arm, his muscles taut underneath her touch. She whimpers in pain as more tears prick at her eyes in pain.
“M–Malfoy, P–Please stop.” Hermione begs as she tries to move, making her whimper again in pain.
“Stay still.” He orders harshly. “I’m going to give you thirty seconds to adjust, ok? Then I’m going to start moving and I’m not going to be gentle.” Hermione trembles as she digs her nails into his bicep. “But I’ll stop the second you tell me something useful, Granger.” He studies her face again, his body trembling in need. “Try to relax. That will help you… a little.”
Hermione tries to relax around him but her body is tense as she just looks up into Malfoy's eyes and he stares right back. He rolls his hips gently against her making her whimper in pain but something else behind the pain almost feels like pleasure…. Almost.
“Ten seconds.” He says and she looks away from him and up at the ceiling as she tries to take her mind away from the situation to think of anything else but this.
Without warning Malfoy pulls out of her so only the tip of his cock is in her, Hermione thinks for a second that maybe Malfoy is pulling out. That maybe he decided against raping her but then he slams into her with a harsh, precise thrust making her scream out as tears of pain pour down her face as she bites her lip hard drawing blood. Malfoy groans as he pulls out of her again his body trembling as if he’s still holding back.
“So fucking tight. So fucking good.” He mutters into her ear as he slams into her again making her scream again. “Yeah that’s it.” He thrusts into her again making the bed creak and Hermione can feel her own blood dripping down her thighs as she shuts her eyes tight. “You’re doing so good. It's almost over.” The bed creaks again at another hard thrusts, his strokes getting even more faster and uncontrolled as he reaches his head down and presses it on her clit making her writhe underneath him.
“S–Stop.” She begs. “P–Please s–stop.”
Malfoy removes his hand from her clit but continues to thrust into her. “I’m almost done Granger.” He says more softly even though his body is rough around her as she just trembles in pain.”Almost done.” He repeats again as Hermione lets a sob rack her body as she digs her nails into Malfoy's back causing a long scratch to form. “That’s it. Hurt me. Show me how much you hate me.”
“I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.” Hermione cries out repeatedly as she grabs onto the hair at the nape of his neck roughly. “P–Please Malfoy, S–Stop.” She looks up into his eyes but Malfoy doesn't look at her his own gaze fixated on her bouncing tits as he continues to thrust into her more harshly.
Hermione whimpers in pain as her breasts bounce and Malfoy groans as his gaze flicks back up to her his eyes filled with lust but when they study Hermione's face, his seems to fill slightly with guilt and his pace falters slightly.
“It’s almost over.” He whispers as he takes a sharp breath as Hermione’s pussy clenches around his cock. “So close. I’m so close.”
The bed underneath Hermione creaks menacingly threatening to break as Hermione continues to cry in pain, her cunt almost having a burning feeling.
“I’m so sorry.” He mutters. “I’m so sorry.”
With one final thrust he pulls out quickly and cums all over his bed sheets with a groan as his body collapses on top of Hermione's as she just continues to tremble as she is crushed under his weight. Malfoy is panting overtop of her and she can feel the blood and Malfoy’s cum dripping down her legs.
Malfoy takes one more shaky breath before he buries his head in the crook of her neck as he brings his hand up to gently stroke threw Hermione's knotted hair in a comforting gesture.
“I’m so fucking sorry.” He whispers as he rolls off her as he refuses to meet her eyes as pulls back his trousers. “I’m going to go get your clothes from the bathroom.” Malfoy gets up off the bed and walks away and into the bathroom. Hermione refuses to move as tears track down her face, she makes sure to not look down at the mess between her legs as Malfoy walks back in her clothes in hand as he expels the mess between her legs with a flick of his wand.
“Come on, Granger. Sit up.” Malfoy says gently before he slowly puts his hand under her back and lifts her up to a sitting position as Hermione continues to refuse to make eye contact with him as Malfoys slides her clothes back on her body. “Please say something.” Malfoy begs with her.
Hermione glances over at him, finally her eyes blank. “I–I hate you.” She says shakily but in a way she doesn't hate Malfoy she hates Bellatrix. She doesn’t hate Malfoy, she hates Greyback. She doesn’t hate Malfoy, she hates Voldemort. She doesn't hate Malfoy she hates this whole fucking war.
He shakes his head softly at her words as he gently grabs her hips and lifts her up to her feet, her legs trembling as she struggles to walk. “I’m going to take you back down... to Bellatrix” He says and then looks at her and Hermione whimpers knowing she is just going back down to more torture.
“Potter and Weasley will find a way to save you.” Malfoy whispers his voice almost hard to hear. “They have too.” And with that he opens his bedroom door and leads her down back into the room of torture.
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Hermione never talked to him again. After the war she found herself testifying in court for him to get him out of a life in Azkaban. It was bizarre to be fighting for her rapists freedom but she knew that he had no choice in the matter of raping her.
Once Malfoy had been off house arrest he had started sending 50,000 dollars a month to her bank account and multiple times she had tried to reach out to him in a thank you, through owl but he never responded nor made any move to acknowledge her in public.
Whenever Hermione did though see him in public her skin would become clammy and she would start sweating profusely and shake as if even just his appearance brought back the memory of him raping her, so maybe it was good he wasn't responding to her.
During Hermione and Ron’s first time she had pretended she was a virgin, pretended that her thing with Malfoy never happened. No one, Absolutely no one knew about what happened at Malfoy manor and no one dared to ask about it but most just assumed that Bellatrix was the only one that tortured her.
When Hermione and Ron got married and announced their first child the 50,000 dollars turned into 100,000 monthly. Ron never seemed to notice the extra money since he never did the taxes anyway and again Hermione reached out multiple times to Malfoy just to get no response back. Months later it was announced that Malfoy was getting married to Astora. A girl that Hermione only vaguely knew.
Years passed with no contact until it was Rose’s, her daughter's first time going to hogwarts. Hermione had been waiting at platform nine and three quarters when she had spotted him across the train station. He wasn’t looking at her but down at his wife, his face tense. He looked mostly the same but maybe slightly more muscular as his son stood next to him, Scorpius. She felt her hands get clammy and her body tremble as she looked at him and as if sensing her gaze Malfoys cold gaze flicked over towards her and her heart had stopped and she must have looked like a deer in headlight. Malfoy studied her for a couple more seconds before slightly nodding his head in acknowledgement and looking away as Hermione continued to tremble and Ron had to walk her back out to the car before she had a panic attack. She hated how she acted, just over seeing him and at that moment Hermione had decided to go to therapy for “post war trauma” and her therapist was the first person she told about the whole Malfoy incident.
Only a few days later an owl landed on the ledge of her window when she was doing the dishes and when she opened the letter her hands shook as she recognized the handwriting.
Dear Granger,
Your welcome for the money it’s the least I can do for what I did to you. I haven’t reached out to you for god knows how long and God I feel terrible but I know you hate me, and I know you're scared of me and I don’t want to bring you any more stress.
I know you can’t ever fully forgive me, but I hope you're getting better and if you ever need to talk about anything I’m here for you. Please don’t be scared of me. I’d never ever hurt you again. I care about you Granger, and you're still the little nerd I met back in first year who I immediately fell in love with.
I’m sorry.
Love,
Draco
Hermione burned the letter.
The End