Bellatrix Lestrange captured Hermonie Granger during the battle of the Department of Mystery's. She is taken to Malfoy Manor to be held hostage for the summer, forcefully becoming one of their servants.
Before she knows it, things begin to start tak...
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If I did not have Theodore Nott and Draco Malfoy in my life at this exact moment.
I would be dead and that's just stating a fact.
I killed Viktor Krum, because if I did not, he was going to kill me. I could not take it anymore, I waited for the boys as long as I could hold out for. I knew they would come for me, I just did not have it in me to take anymore abuse from him. Feeling him force himself into me no matter how much I fought him off. The pain I was enduring, the bruising and trauma below was so excruciating that even thinking about sex, hurt.
I was grateful that Draco did not force himself on me in any way. He became passive, respectful and would only touch me if I touched him first. It was different and even Theo responded the same way to me.
My mind and soul were so messed up, more than ever before. I had become someone completely different, I wanted to inflict pain on others.
Studying the large scab on my palm, I knew I could never go back to the innocent golden girl I once was. Because I thoroughly enjoyed stabbing Viktor Krum repeatedly as he gasped out for air. My hands caused him to lose his life and in a very messed avenging way, I loved it.
My hands were craving for more blood and I knew once that mark was placed on my skin, I could have whatever I wanted.
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The eleven torturous hellish days that Viktor put me through was something I never ever want to think about again. Theo understood my refusing to say what happened but Draco grew angry that I would not say anything.
More than anything I wanted to protect them from placing such horrific images in their heads.
So we made a deal. I refused to tell them what happened to me and they would not tell me what they did to get to me back.
Even with all this hell, my birthday had approached. I begged Theo to please leave it alone, I wanted nothing for my birthday and I wanted the day to honestly be forgotten.
If only I knew what the day had in store for me.
On that that cool morning, I awoke to being greeted by Theo's shirtless back. His soft snores were a comfort I missed until I felt the cool soft skin of Draco's arm pull me into him.
My hand went down to his, as I spun around in his grip to be greeted by his drowsy metallic eyes.
"Good morning."
"Good morning sleepy."
My arms found their ways around his neck, pulling him close as our legs intertwined. I winced with a whimper, as his thigh became between my legs. His whole body and complex froze, his expression changed as he searched my face for reassurance. He knew I was still in so much pain and still very bruised.
