Harry Potter: The Broken Boy

Chapter Ten

Harry's POV

The next thing I knew, I was at Hogwarts in  the hospital wing. I had heard Remus, Tonks and Madame Pomfrey talking about me. Madame Pomfrey had started to wipe me down to rid me of any blood or semen. I was still unconcious but I started to feel everything, if that made any sense. I could feel something press against my lips. It had felt like a washcloth. It was wet. Madame Pomfrey had started from my neck to my waist. She began to scan me.

"His behind is raw from being raped pretty hard and his penis is raw from rubbing against the train's floor." I heard Madame Pomfrey say. Wait, my what?

She then asked Remus to turn me over on my stomach. Remus did so. I had felt a slimey hand rubbing my behind gently. Remus then turned me over to lay on my back again. I suddenly felt a hand rub my penis with ointment. I suddenly awakened after feeling my penis be rubbed. It was Madame Pomfrey. I started to freak out, I didn't like that she was touching my most private of areas. I had tried remove her hand's grip off of my penis. But Remus had held back my arms then she injected a needle in to my arm to calm me down to let her rub my penis. I also didn't like the fact that she was a woman and she saw me naked. She had rubbed my member for a good three seconds while applying the healing ointment. Then she finally stopped.

I was relieved when she stopped. No thirteen year old boy would like someone touching their areas like that. That day I was forced to skip classes to let my body heal over time. But I really missed Hermione. We were in the same classes but I couldn't go.

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Hermione' POV

I really hoped Harry was okay, I want him to be okay. It had been fifteen minutes before Madmame Pomfrey had let Neville and I back in to see how Harry was doing. When we went in to see Harry, he wasn't wearing his glasses. Instead, his rounded spectacles were nowhere to be found. Could it still be on the compartment's floor? I slowly approached Harry. He still wasn't wearing any clothing. He was fully awake and looking at Neville and I. I had smiled down softly at him. I had sat on one side of the bed next to him.

"Do you know who raped you Harry? They will be in serious amount of trouble!" Madame Pomfrey asked Harry, stern and seriousness had shown in her eyes.

Rape? Rape? How could someone do this to Harry, My Harry?

Harry hadn't responded. Instead, he just looked down and stayed quiet. Harry always did this, he had never told anyone who was bullying and tormenting him. It pained me inside, seeing him hurt like this. Seeing him cry had hurt me deeply.

"Harry, if you don't tell anyone, no one can help you." Neville  voice soft was but firm.

I could see Harry's eyes becoming watery. He had tried fight his streams of tears but couldn't. my hand had rubbed his back gently.

"I can't, I can't. I can't tell anyone. He'll hurt me again if I tell." Harry's voice began to break and he began to shake with tears in running down his eyes.

Harry's POV

"I can't, I can't. I can't tell anyone. He'll hurt me again if I tell." My voice started to break as tears ran down my eyes.

Hermione began to rub my back. Madame Pomfrey had asked Hermione to talk to me about what happened. She then agreed. Madame Pomfrey, Neville and Remus had waited outside to give us some privacy.

"What's wrong, Harry. You can tell me what happened. Okay?" Her voice was soft and caring.

I can't, Hermione. I just can't" I was completely crying by now.

"You can tell me, Harry"

"But what if he hurts me again?"

"Then you hit back harder. If you stand up to him, then he'll leave you alone."

Hermione's soft voice had me cry even harder because she was so caring.

"It was Ron, Hermione. It was horribe, It hurt so much. I wanted it to stop, Hermione. He took of my clothes and vanished them. I don't even know where my glasses are."

I was now crying so hard that it made me stutter my words. I had told her everything. That day, I had sobbed into Hermione's shoulder.

Hermione's POV

I am going to hex Ron so badly.