I Fell Into Your Arms

Chapter 4: Control

"No Hermione!" Rons face turned dark and animslistic

"Excuse me?!" Hermione asked scandiliazed as she brandished her wand.

"You wont be working at St. Mungos you'll be here." Rons eyes shimmered.

It used to be what attracted Hermione, now he only got that sparkle when he found a new way to control her.

"I cant. I need to do something or Ill go stir crazy! I think its time for me to return to work." Hermione protested.

"Its not up to you anymore. Imperio!" Ron pointed his wand at his wife as all expression washed from her face.

"I will be your housewife." Hermione said in a monotone voice.

"Now dear wife, you are to talk normal and never question my authority again!" Ron roared.

Hermione smiled. "Of course, my love."

*

"Oh Ginny, Harry. I didnt think we'd be seeing you today." Ron cleared his throat.

"Can we come in?" Harry asked.

"We have some news," Ginny said looking nervous.

"Yes?"

"Im pregnant!"

"Thats amazing! How far along are you?" Ron asked stunned.

"Just a few days. Wheres Hermione?" Harry asked.

"Sleeping, she had a rough night." Ron answered. Of me throwing her about our room that is.

"I wanted to tell Hermione our news." Ginny looked disappointed.

"You can stay until she wakes up." Ron offered.

"Thanks. So how is she doing? I havent seen her in forever." Harry commented.

"I convinced her to stay home I mean come on, why would she want a job when I can support the both of us huh?" Ron laughed.

Just then Hermione had decended. "Hi Harry, Ginny." She looked exhausted. No matter how hard she tried, sleep would never come. Not for the past 6 years.

"Hermione, are you ok? You look like hell. Come on, why dont you come home with us." Ginny offered.

"No thanks, Ill be fine. I havent had the best of sleep these past few nights." Hermione laughed nervously.

Ron breathed a sigh of relief. He couldnt risk Hermione ever leaving him. If she did, he might loose her forever. He hated controlling his wife like a child, but she was acting like one.

"Hermione, can I speak to you alone?" Harry asked

"Whatever you have to say, you can say it here." Hermione said in a monotone voice.

Harry and Ginny took their leave soon after. Ron had released her of the curse.

"What happened?" Hermione moaned rubbing her eyes.

"You fell asleep honey. Let me carry you up there." Rons eyes glinted.

Hermione knew what was next. Slowly he set her down and handcuffed her to the bedpost while he began to beat her skin with a whip.

Hermiones screams were never heard. "Ron ok you win. Ill be a housewife! Forget the hospital!" She sobbed.

Ron grinned. "I knew youd compermise at some point. Now Ill be right back. I need to get my friend out."

He left the room while Hermione shivered. Frantically she began to pick the locks and got free. However, Ron put on an Anti apperation spell on their house, so Hermione had to force her way through physical means.

Ron returned naked seconds after he heard glass smash. "Now Hermione, if you fight, you'll only make it worse for yourself." His fist collided with her head as she blacked out.

*

Hermione groaned as she came around. Her lower abdomen burned firecely just like the last time Ron decided to get "rough" with her.

Hermione didnt think it considered as rape since she is Rons wife. Hermione hated being trapped inside, so Ron had extended the charm to include the grounds. She could never leave without Rons permission.

Hermione picked up her journal and waved her wand over it. The book unlocked and she flicked her wand again as the quil nearby began to write.

Hermione flipped through the journal as yesterday and so many days throughout her 6 year marriage Ron has been "rough" on her in sexual ways.

She never dared to report it, because Ron said no one would believe her. He said it so often, Hermione began to think herself crazy; a life without Ron?! Impossible!

He kept her inside almost all the time. She only had her books as her friends. It was only after 2 years that Ron had deemed her unfit to ever leave the house.

"There has to be a way out if this." Hermiome whispered through her tears.

*

Harry,

Id like to meet with you concerning soneone close tou you. Ease come to me ASAP.
Amelia

The woman felt guilty that she never told anyome to help her stepdaughter.

"Mr. Potter is here to see you Minister, hes not on the schedule.." Her secretary announced

Amelia sighed. "Send him in."

Harry opened tge doir surprised to find a somber looking Amelia behind her desk. "You wanted to see me Minister?"

"Yes please close the door and put up some privacy wards please." Amelia answered.

Harrys concern started to rise as he pulled his wand out and began. "Amelia, is Sirius in trouble?"

"Harry, its not Sirius. When did you last see Hermione?" Amelia asked

"Uh two days ago why?" Harrys worry began to increase.

"Before then, when was the last time you saw her?" Amelia pressed.

"Uh...after she and Ron got married. Minister what are you implying?" Harry wanted to be cautious about this topic.

"Nothing Harry. Thank you." Amelia smiled briefly and gestured to the door.

"If you dont mind Amelia, why are you so interested in Hermione?" Harry asked.

"Shes a sweet intelligent witch and shes worth it. Bye Harry." Amelia smiled as the younger man left. "Oh Merlin."