𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐈𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐀

☾ Chapter 10

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Hermione was furious.

As punishment for using legilimency against him, then proceeding to punching his nose in out of spite he'd decided to not show up for her next interrogation.

With Elaine gone, that left a brand new interrogator. And she knew he would be much harsher than she ever had.

Terence Higgs.

After their short lived secret relationship during her fifth year, his seventh, she never spoke to him again.

Not that she wanted to.

After forcing her into sexual acts she was in no means ready for she'd thrown her shoe at his crotch and practically flew to Ginny's dormitory in a flood of panicked tears. They'd mostly been out of pure disgust.

But here he was, standing right in front of her; and he was most definitely going to beat the living shit out of her.

"Ah, Hermione Granger."

She said nothing.

"Or should I say..." he tsked, pacing in front of her with twiddling fingers, "Weasley's little cunt?"

Her teeth clenched before she promptly spat in his face.

Her satisfaction lasted a mere millisecond before a sharp slap echoed throughout the concrete walls, cheek stinging bright red as she sat tied to the old rickety wooden chair.

"You look great," he chuckled, wiping his cheek with his sleeve, "definitely grown a pair of tits since I last saw you-"

"Fucking rapist," she hissed, attempting to move her legs from the ropes so she could kick him in the shins, but failing miserably; so miserably he began to maniacally laugh at her before slithering his hand around her throat.

His hand gripped her neck tightly, depriving her of oxygen for so long spit began to sputter from her lips and her cheeks turned purple.

He let go as she heaved in desperate need of air, mere moments from passing out.

"Legilimens-"

She let out a cry as the painful spell ricocheted throughout the inner corners of her mind, repelling off of memories as he searched for any bit of information that could provide useful.

'Don't let him in, Granger.'

She jumped at his sudden intrusion, double the agony due to double the spells bouncing around her brain.

"Where—are...you—" she rasped out, trying to block out Higgs' spell while allowing his.

'Top right corner.'

Her eyes trailed up the bloodied wall to a small security camera sitting perched on a tripod. For him to use telepathy on her... Well, he must be close by.

She heard him lightly chuckle as her eyes met the lens.

"Do—you... find this—" she grunted in pain, "entertaining—?"

'Quite.'

"Who're you talking to, bitch?" Higgs' retreated his spell, giving her another slap to the cheek.

"She does that sometimes," another death eater peeped up, "a lot, actually."

"Some say she's psycho," another said, "Some say that that she-"

"I DON'T CARE WHAT 'SOME SAY'," Higgs' screamed, making her flinch at his outburst,  "I say she's a moronic slut, yeah?" he rubbed his thumb over the redness of her cheek, making her tense under his weight.