Hermione's POV:
I woke up on a cold, stone floor.
My head throbbed.
I brought my hand up to the back of my head.
My hand came away sticky and dark with blood.
I gasped as someone poked the exact spot.
I flinched and pulled away.
The person behind me chuckled.
I knew who it was without having to look at him.
It was Ron.
I turned around.
"Ron, why am I here?" I asked.
"Because you and I have some unfinished business to attend to." Ron said, smiling with an evil glint in his eyes.
He waves his wand.
My clothes fell to the floor.
I knew what was going to happen.
I braced for the inevitable.
Ok this is the part where Ron rapes Hermione and I'm not a smut writer so that is just what happens, ok?
I CAN'T WRITE IT, OKAY?
Anyway, here we go again:
I lay shivering on the cold floor.
I couldn't believe it.
Ron raped me.
Ron smirked at me from above.
"Now. I'll let you go if you promise not to tell anyone about this." He said.
I nodded my head, fear in my eyes.
However, I would have to tell Draco.
I had to.
"Get your clothes on, slut." Ron said,
He walked over to his own clothing.
He put it on slowly.
I hastily put mine on because Ron was still raking my bare body.
I ran out of the room as fast as I could, sensing Ron's smirk behind me.
I didn't know where I was, so I ran through the halls until I found the right hallway.
I ran to our common room.
I burst into tears as I opened the door.
Draco ran to me.
"Hermione, what happened?" He asked.
I was sobbing too hard to answer.
Draco walked me to the couch and rubbed my back.
As soon as I could speak, I did.
"Draco..." I said, at a loss for words.
"Hermione. If you don't tell me what's wrong, I can't help you." He said, looking me in the eye.
"Ron raped me, Draco." I said, shivering.
Draco immediately stiffened.
"Hermione. Tell me everything." He said, stiff.
"Well, I was just about to exit the common room for Gryffindor, and it was empty, and Ron, I guess, came up behind me and whacked my head and I passed out. Then I woke up and I was laying on a cold floor and Ron was behind me. Then he raped me." I said, curling up.
"Oh god, Hermione. That ASS is going to wish that he had never been born!" Draco almost yelled.
"Draco. We have to tell Professor McGonagall." I said.
Draco nodded.
"We'll tell her in a couple of weeks." He said.
I nodded.
"Well, on the bright side of things, what did Ginny say?" He asked, smiling at me.
"She said yes. Oh, and when I went to see Ginny,I found her sucking Potter's face off." I said, laughing.
Draco always knew how to cheer me up.
"Well, should we get started? Do you want to start making invitations or decorations?" Draco asked.
"I want to make the invitations." I said.
"Well, anything for you, buttercup." He said, pulling me into a kiss.
I pulled away a minute after.
"Let's get this party started! " I yelled.
Hallo.
So, I'm assuming that you want to create a Murder Club for Ron Weasel.
And guess what?
I'll join you too!
So, I'm assuming that you didn't particularly like this chapter, but oh well.
And I will not be able to update on maybe Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, or Thursday because I'm going to camp and there's no WiFi so I can't update.
Anyway, bye.
Lots of love and Potter vibes, Wylah
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