Damaged Goods by slytherin_after_dark

Chapter 1

- NOT MY STORY!! ALL CREDITS TO @slytherin_after_dark ON A03!!
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The smell of old books was always comforting to her. After the day she had, the silence of the library after hours was a welcome safe haven. It was easy to sneak in. She knew this place like the back of her hand. Coming back to Hogwarts for higher education in her mid-20s was not what she had expected. It was supposed to feel familiar. Like coming home. But Hermione felt like a foreign object. The war had changed her.

Ron couldn't accept that; didn't understand it. He wanted everything to go back to how it was before Voldemort. No longer was she the golden girl. The scar, Mudblood, on her arm was almost itching in response. When Ron ended things a week ago, all she felt was relief. She had stayed in that relationship far too long but it was almost as if it was the only thing that still tied her to the old Hermione. The one that was still whole. Now she was damaged goods.

She focused on her studies to avoid dealing with the rest of the world. Today, she couldn't even do that. Her head was spinning with dark thoughts. She turned off the lights and sat in the dark, surrounded by books, taking a sip from the Firewhiskey bottle she had snuck in. The liquor burned in her throat. When she had started at Hogwarts, she never imagined she would be sitting in the library after hours, getting drunk by herself. Oh, how the mighty have fallen.

She had these recurring nightmares. Bellatrix torturing her. That same moment played on an endless repeat. All these years later, that day didn't seem to want to let her go. Going to sleep scared her because she didn't want to be back in that room, feeling dark magic slice into her arm. She took another gulp from the bottle.

In the darkness, she noticed one ray of light. Walking over she saw a crack in the old wall.
She had never noticed that before. Did it lead to a different room? When she looked through the crack, she almost dropped her bottle.

Theo and Pansy were in a storage room, kissing passionately. She knew they had returned to Hogwarts along with some other Slytherins, but she had no interactions with them anymore.
Theo's hands grabbed Pansy's bare ass under her skirt and squeezed it as they continued to kiss. His lips trailed Pansy's neck and he opened her blouse, pushing her bra aside, and licked her nipples.

She shouldn't be watching this but when his hand went between Pansy's legs, Hermione felt heat build in her core. Theo moved her skirt up, pulling her panties aside, and pushed his finger inside of her.

Hermione swallowed hard and she felt that throb between her legs, imagining Theo's hand there. Placing the bottle on the shelf next to her, she slipped her fingers inside her panties. Biting her lower lip, she realized she was already wet.

She was mesmerized by the couple in front of her. Theo unbuckled his belt and pulled out his cock. Her eyes widened at the size of him. Pansy sank to her knees with a smile and took him in. Fuck! This was so hot. She wanted it to be her. Wanted to be used. Fucked hard. To forget everything for a moment.

Theo groaned when Pansy had him fully in her mouth and Hermione pushed a finger in her pussy. It wasn't enough. She wished she had the courage to go over there and join them. But she was better with fantasies than with actually doing anything like that in real life. So, she just imagined what it would feel like to have Theo buried in her.
Pansy got up and he spun her around quickly, taking off his shirt and kicking off his shoes. His cock was wet from her mouth.

Hermione couldn't wait to come, adding another finger. Her breathing was getting heavier.

Theo bent Pansy over and she looked gorgeous. Without further warning, he impaled her and she moaned loudly. Hermione's heart was racing. She was so close, dipping her fingers in and out of herself, imagining it was his cock instead. Heat was rising in her core. Yes, please...