Never Let You Go-A Romione Story

Kidnapped-part 2

I'm sure you can probably quests what happened to Hermione by now, but if not, here ya go.

It was the middle of the night when Hermione woke up. She was unable to move, Ron's arms were still wrapped tightly around her small frame. She couldn't remember much of what happened the evening before. She remembered crying herself to sleep, but nothing before then. Well, besides the kidnapping part. She shuddered at the thought. She didn't want to tell Ron what had happened. She was afraid he would get upset, since he had the emotional range of a teaspoon. She knew he wouldn't get mad at her. But he'd still get mad and most likely yell and scream in her face and then storm off somewhere unknown to her. Then he'd come back in about an hour or so and apologize and say how sorry he was for telling. At least, that's what she thought would happen. But that wasn't the case.

FLASHBACK (2 weeks after Hermione was found)

Hermione walked into the living room and her and Ron's flat, knowing Ron was in there watching tv of some sort. "Ron, I'm ready to tell you what else happened." Hermione said quietly, because she didn't want Ron to hear the tremor in her voice. "Are you sure love? It obviously made you pretty worked up." Ron asked her, getting up from the couch and walking towards her. She nodded, and grabbed his hand, pulling him towards their bedroom. She sat down on the bed, Ron doing the same. She looked at him, tears starting to form, but she held them in. For now at least. "Umm, I told you that they starved me. And that's all I told you. I was hoping to keep the other thing a secret. But you guessed there was something else wrong. And there is. Those men that kidnapped me. They were evil. They were muggles, but they obviously knew about wizards and witches. They took my wand, and I couldn't do anything after that. They chained me up. At first I wasn't sure why, because they could have easily just kept me in a cell if they wanted to. But then I understood why. They touched me. In places I didn't want touched. And no matter how much I screamed, they wouldn't let me out. This happened every week or so. They didn't rape me. They just, touched me. That's why I didn't want to tell you. Because they did what me and you haven't even done yet." After she finished, she waited for Ron to erupt in anger and yell and scream. But that didn't happen. He pulled her into his grasp and held her. She wasn't sure how long. And he didn't say anything either. He just held her and kissed her with all his being. When she pulled her head away from his chest she said, "You aren't mad?" "Oh no, I'm furious, but not at you, You couldn't do anything baby. But I'm going to find the men that did that to you and I'm going to kill them. Don't even try to stop me."

END FLASHBACK

He did nothing near what she thought he would. And now it's nighttime, Hermione is cuddled up against Ron. Ron was asleep, snoring. Very loudly. But either way, Hermione drifted into a deep sleep, feeling safe wrapped in her husbands strong arms.