The Veela's Possession - Yandere Fleur Delacour x Hermione Granger

Chapter Three: The Hotel Room

Mistwalker (Scratches the back of her head): I don't know French so I'm using Google Translate. Please, don't flame me!

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"Mon Amour, tu te sens si bien! (My Love, you feel so good!)"

'Huh?' "Donne-toi complètement à Moi, Mon Amour. (Give yourself to me completely, My Love.)"

'What are you talking about? Give myself to you?'

"Tu m'appartiens maintenant, Hermione Granger. (You belong to me now, Hermione Granger.)"

'Who are you?! What are you doing to me?! Leave me alone!'

[Phone Ringing]

Hermione's eyes shot open as she was suddenly pulled from her subconscious by the sound of her phone ringing in her right ear - her heart pacing and her blood rushing as her vision began to focus and she stared at an unfamiliar ceiling. Her body was aching and her head was hurting, she lifted her hand up and placed her hand over her forehead, feeling the warmth radiating from her forehead and her nerves pulsing through her forehead before she started lifting her body up in a sitting position as her hand rested upon her face as she groaned before she removed her hand and looked around the room - she wasn't in her room, she wasn't in any room she had been in before, she didn't know where she was. She looked around at the long dresser made of elegant wood across from the bed, a large mirror attached to the top of the dresser reflected her body -she was completely naked! With her keen eyes, she could see the bruises and bite marks on her shoulders and neck, and her hair was a complete mess, she lifted the blanket to see if she was truly naked, and seeing her cock on full display caused her to drop the blanket and turn bright red.

'What the hell is going on?! Why am I naked?! Where the hell am I?!' Hermione started screaming in her mind as she looked at the nightstand to her right and saw her phone with a folded piece of paper resting on the screen. Hermione reached over and took the paper from on top of her phone in one hand and gathered her phone in her other hand before she used her fingerprint to open her phone to see all the missed calls on her screen: 10 Missed Calls from her Mother, 10 Missed Calls from her Father, 5 Missed Calls from Harry, 6 Missed Calls from Ron. Hermione blinked as she opened the messages:

Harry: 'Mione! Where are you? The party is over and we can't find you or the car anywhere. Did you leave early?

Ron: Hermione, are you okay? You're not answering our calls and your mom and dad said that they can't get in contact with you. Where are you? Did you leave the party with that blonde bombshell?

'Blonde Bombshell? Who the hell is he talking about?' Hermione questioned herself before looking at the messages from her parents.

Mother: Hermione, honey. We're getting worried about you. Please, call us as soon as you get this.

Father: Hermione Jean Granger, where are you?! Your mother and I are worried about you! Answer your phone right now!

Suddenly, Hermione's phone started ringing and her mother's face was displayed on the front of the screen - Hermione instantly answered the phone and placed the phone up to her ear.

"Hello? Mom?" Hermione asked.

"Hermione! Oh dear, you're okay! When you didn't come home last night, your father and I were so worried about you! Why didn't you come home last night? Where are you?" Hermione's Mother asked.