Hermione Snape and the Divergence Point Vol. 4

Chapter Eight: the Dark Mark

CW: Opens with an attempted sexual assault on an unnamed muggle woman. Feel free to skip the first section if you need to.

Spoiler TL; DR: Hermione sees masked terrorists attack a muggle couple. One threatens to rape a woman, and Hermione (from hiding) turns him into a worm. After this, she does it to the other two terrorising the couple.

A shriek pierced the night, and Hermione's fears were confirmed. Men in black robes with full-face masks rampaged across the long grass and dragged a muggle couple in their twenties from their improvised tent.

"I'll fecking kill ya! Let us go, you dodgy bastards!" a black-haired Irish man shouted, trying to fight off the three masked assailants.

A woman shrieked and pleaded while the men taunted the first man. Wands came out and the muggle man shot into the air feet first. Screams and cries mixed with the cruel laughter.

"Wash that muggle filth's mouth out," the tallest masked man instructed.

Pink suds escaped the black-haired man's mouth and he choked, as it travelled down into his nostrils. Blood soon mixed with the foam, and tears stung his eyes.

Do something! Do something! Fucking do something! Hermione urged herself, still frozen in cat form behind the foliage.

One held the woman by her red hair ignoring her shriek. "Stop it! Stop it! You'll kill him!"

The masked assailant holding her growled, and Hermione could hear the grin. "This one's pretty, innit? I would love a bite.Perhaps a bit more." He forced the woman to the ground. "Let's just say you look ravishing, darling. Perhaps your man would like to watch?"

"Try it and I'll bite your prick off!" she spat at him.

The man tried to form words but all that came out were gurgles, and the tallest of the masked men shouted at the pervert. "If you're going to insist on sullying yourself by fucking a muggle tart, at least let me leave. I just had supper."

That voice...where do I know it from?

She had to abandon that train of thought as the man's gurgling stopped and his eyes drifted shut. Beneath the floating man, the woman wasn't faring much better, as the would-be-rapist shoved her face into the dirt.

Hermione willed her body to stop shaking and took human form. She held her wand in a death grip and summoned whatever strength she had and whispered a transfiguring spell under her breath. The woman shrieked and flung what was now a worm off of her.

"What the fuck?!" the second masked figure (who hadn't spoken till then) cried and spun around.

"One of the attendees fancies playing hero," the one with the familiar voice said. "Let's find them."

He approached the hedge and Hermione bit her lip and held back the tears threatening to brim over as she summoned the blue-bell flames she had perfected back in first year. Whispering, her voice was no match for the confused screams around her. The man's flesh wouldn't burn, but he would feel the heat.

The man screamed in panic, abandoning his focus on the muggle man to douse the flames.Who Hermione stopped from hitting the ground, by gently lowering him. Soap bubbles stopped forming from his mouth, but Hermione did see his chest rising and falling.

"Come out, muggle saviour!" the man taunted after the flames died. "Or we'll kill them."

Hermione debated on revealing herself, but couldn't force her legs to move as the man's footsteps grew closer. It was her or them—wasn't it the right thing to do to give herself up?