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Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor the characters contained within. They belong to J.K. Rowling. I do not own the song Pain by Three Days Grace. I receive no compensation for my literary works in the fanfic universe.

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AN: You know that sensation when you are somewhere between sleep and being awake yet you are aware of your surroundings? This morning as I lay in bed in that state I had a rabid plot bunny that wouldn't leave me. I blame it on staying up reading all kinds of HP fanfics as well as the song playing on my computer, Pain by Three Days Grace. I placed the lyrics below the story just in case anyone was unfamiliar with them and because this isn't a songfic, just inspired by a song. I know I have changed a death from the original story line and left some the same. I blame it all on the plot bunny that wouldn't let go.

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Hermione grunted from the impact of her back hitting the wall where George had shoved her. Her fingers curved into claws and she dug them into his lower back just under the tail of his shirt before dragging them roughly up his back all the way to his shoulders knowing as she did so that most if not all would leave bloody welts. She heard him suck in a pained breath over her actions and grinned with vicious pride over causing that noise.

She didn't have long to gloat, George shifted his hands from her shoulders where he'd pinned her to the wall to her hips. He jerked her tightly against his body picking her up slightly before slamming her back against the wall using his hips and chest to pin hers seconds before his lips roughly assaulted hers. She whimpered slightly from the pain of the inside of her lips being pressed so hard into her teeth that she could taste a hint of the metallic flavor of blood. Her left hand released his shoulder where her nails had been imbedded to grab the short red locks of the former twin before her. She tugged roughly on his hair angling his mouth a little more even as she parted her lips to nip his roughly.

Her legs wrapped themselves around his waist even as she ground her hips over his. Her skirt rode up with her actions leaving only her knickers and his slacks as a barrier. He broke the kiss to bury his face in the juncture of her neck and shoulder, his chest no longer pressing against hers. He sunk his teeth into the tender flesh there making Hermione cry out from the sudden, expected pain. With a low growl, she reached down and pinched his nipples, twisting them slightly.

Her heart pounded fiercely even as she relished their savage painful actions towards each other. She knew this time would end like the others. In their rough abusive actions she found some relief of the numbness that consumed the rest of her existence. Eager to finish what they started she snarled, “Fuck me George. That is if you are man enough.”

“You don't seem to know your place, witch. You aren't the boss of me. Soon you'll be begging me.” George stepped back from the wall even as he yanked the wild maned brunette away from the wall and shoved her half over the back of the couch.

Hermione grunted again as the back of the couch forced her breath out painfully. She started to push herself up and paused when she felt George flip her skirt over her back. Turning to look she saw his angry expression, his features taut even as his hands slid into the waist of her knickers at either side and yanked, hard. The sting of the elastic snapping had Hermione gasping. “Not man enough to face me?” She taunted harshly.

She gasped again when the sting of a slap on her upraised butt cheek was delivered with a calm sounding, “Oh I am man enough but you are acting like a petulant child so you shall be treated as such.”

Hermione was unable to retort before George had lined up behind her and penetrated her in one swift thrust. She hadn't been aware of him unfastening his trousers. When he pulled back slightly to thrust back in she spread her legs wider in anticipation. Wanting him to go deeper, harder, and faster. She felt his hands on her hips digging in painfully as his hips started a harsh fast pace.

She grunted with each hard thrust. The back of the couch steadily forcing the air out of her lungs. She could feel his length pull out almost completely before slamming back into her, filling her, hitting her cervix in an way that was both a pain and a pleasure. His fingers were so tight on her hips she knew she'd have bruises. The slick warmth of him sliding in and out of her sheath combined with the bumping of her cervix was quickly driving her to orgasm. She could feel George's length swelling more and getting harder and hotter inside her. She needed just a small push and she'd be there.

Lifting her head and tilting it she looked back to see George's face flushed with arousal, sweat running down his temples. His eyes were hooded and glittering with need as they watched her. She opened her mouth as if to say something even when she was at a loss only to see him release her hip and raise it up. “George...” She got no further. His hand fell on her upraised rear with a loud crack of flesh on flesh.

Hermione whimpered as her head fell back down, her inner muscles contracted around his length from the smack. Her orgasm flooded over her. All her muscles tightened and released as bliss spread through her. She was vaguely aware of him groaning as he thrust deep, holding it as he found his release. She focused on her own feelings of euphoria, savoring them while they lasted. Gasping and panting even as she sobbed into the couch cushions. She felt George pull out from behind her and pull her into his arms, holding her. His hands rubbing soothing circles over her back even as their mingled fluids slowly began to dribble down her inner thighs.

Slowly calming, she asked, “How did we come to this, George?” She felt him exhale softly at her words.

“We came to this so we could feel again, if only briefly.” His response was the same every time. She nodded slowly. He was right. That was always how it started. They would meet and start arguing over anything and nothing. Their anger would build and build as they insulted and tried to hurt each other as much as possible before ending with them having sex. Shortly after they parted ways, she would feel numb again.

So many wasted lives. Voldemort had caused the useless deaths of so many. Hermione had lost Ron in the war and George had lost Fred. It always started and ended the same way. Both were numb. “Thank you, George.” Hermione whispered.

Lyrics: Pain by Three Days Grace

Pain, without love

Pain, I can't get enough

Pain, I like it rough

'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
You're sick of feeling numb

You're not the only one

I'll take you by the hand

And I'll show you a world that you can understand
This life is filled with hurt

When happiness doesn't work

Trust me and take my hand

When the lights go out you will understand
Pain, without love

Pain, I can't get enough

Pain, I like it rough

'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love

Pain, I can't get enough

Pain, I like it rough

'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Anger and agony

Are better than misery

Trust me, I've got a plan

When the lights go off, you will understand
Pain, without love

Pain, I can't get enough

Pain, I like it rough

'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love

Pain, I can't get enough

Pain, I like it rough

'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing, rather feel pain
I know, I know that you're wounded

You know, you know that I'm here to save you

You know, you know I'm always here for you

I know, I know that you'll thank me later
Pain, without love

Pain, can't get enough

Pain, I like it rough

'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love

Pain, I can't get enough

Pain, I like it rough

'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love

Pain, I can't get enough

Pain, I like it rough

'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

Rather feel pain than nothing at all

Rather feel pain
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