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Left Behind	By : TMFUSYWER Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 17861 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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"Hermione!!! No!!! Hermione!!! Wait, we can't leave her Harry!"
"We can't do anything, Ron! We will come back for her, don't wo-"
With a snap of fingers and a whooshing sound, the reality warps and swirls, and bends around Dobby, Harry, Ron, and Griphook.
The rotating iron dagger cuts through the air, flying towards the portal. The portal dissipates into nothing and the thin blade just barely makes it in.
Silence. Only a single breath escaped Bellatrix's lips, stirring a strand of hair on her forehead.
Bellatrix's eyes were fixed on the spot where her enemies had been standing just moments before. Everyone else stood frozen, too stunned to move or speak. Hermione lay on the ground, unmoving.
"YOU! YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS!" Bellatrix shrieked, her eyes blazing with fury. Hermione jerked as she felt Bellatrix's gaze on her, and her heart began to pound.
"Bellatrix, maybe this is not-"
"Shut up, Lucius!" Bellatrix snapped, her eyes flashing dangerously. "Look at yourself! The Dark Lord will be here any minute, and he will be asking why we summoned him. Get yourself together and all of you, prepare for his arrival. I'll deal with this." Lucius' face was pale and his voice weak and he didn't raise any other concerns, instead he leaned it towards his wife and son, and started whispering them instructions.
"Now you... Stand up, dirty mudblood!" Bellatrix jerked Hermione's arm, forcing her to slowly get up. Hermione cried out in pain.
"Please... don't hurt me," Hermione begged.
"Oh, little baby mudblood crying," Bellatrix mocked in a high-pitched tone. "What's the matter? Did your friends leave you behind? Betray you? Tough!" She snapped and chuckled intensely.
Hermione yelped in pain as Bellatrix tugged on her arm even harder, forcing her to stand up straight. She could feel the deranged witch's wand jabbing into her back.
"Now, you'll be a good, obedient mudblood and follow my instructions, or you're going to get it!" Bellatrix exclaimed sharply.
Hermione's anger boiled over, but she was too scared to do or say anything. She knew that Bellatrix would not hesitate to hurt her.
"Now walk!" Bellatrix commanded, pushing the wand deeper into Hermione's back.
Hermione cried out in pain and started moving in the direction Bellatrix pointed her. She could feel Bellatrix's eyes boring into her back, and she knew that she was being watched closely.
"Now up those stairs!" Bellatrix ordered maliciously after they walked through a few doorways. Hermione stumbled forward, her legs shaking.
The grand mahogany stairway creaked under their weight. The whole mansion was rundown and neglected ever since Lord Voldemort started using it for a lot of his operations and meetings. Dust and dirt layered the dark, wooden railings and everything else in sight.
Reaching the top of the stairs, Bellatrix and Hermione turned left, entering a long hallway with closed, wooden doors on either side. The planks beneath them creaked even louder, the sound like nails on a chalkboard to Hermione's already frayed nerves. Hermione sobbed, not trying to silence herself.
"What are you going to do to me???" Her voice quivered audibly.
"Shut up, stupid mudblood!" Bellatrix snapped, pushing her wand even deeper into Hermione's back. Hermione yelped in pain, gasped, and arched her back, tears streaming down her face.
Hermione and Bellatrix climbed two more flights of stairs before entering one of the corner towers of the mansion. The room was dark and dusty, and the only light came from a few small, barred windows, it seemed as if nobody had entered that room for a long time. The floor was covered in footprints, leading to a steep flight of stairs that led to the attic.
"Strip yourself, dirty mudblood!" Bellatrix hissed angrily and now turned Hermione towards her, pointing the wand at her chest while taking two steps away from her.
"W-what?" Hermione stuttered meekly.
"You heard me!"
Hermione looked around shyly and then looked back at Bellatrix, her eyes begging not to be forced into this.
"Don't make me wait! Or I will-," At first Bellatrix snapped impatiently but then her tone changed to sinisterly playful and high-pitched. "Actually... Make me wait, yes, do that... Crucio!" Without hesitation, Bellatrix cast one of the unforgivable curses on Hermione, hitting her in the chest.
Hermione immediately collapsed to the ground and started screaming in pain. Her muscles spasmed and her back was arched. Bellatrix laughed maniacally.
"Pleaseeee, STOP!!!" Hermione yelled.
"Ohhh, itsy-bitsy mudblood can't take it??" She mocked in a high-pitched tone. "Maybe she should've thought about that before disobeying my command! Crucio!" Bellatrix cast the spell again, making Hermione twitch and squirm on the floor in agony.
"Ahhhhh, please!!! STOP!!!"
Bellatrix ignored her and instead smiled and licked her lips with satisfaction.
Finally, Bellatrix stopped. But the pain didn't.
Hermione lay on the floor, crying, panting, quivering.
"So what? Still won't strip for me, mudblood?" Bellatrix said in a playful, chilling manner.
"N-no..." Hermione whispered softly, tears cascading down her face. She knew that this answer meant more torture but she would never humiliate herself like that. She couldn't live with that.
"W-what?? Maybe I misheard???" Even Bellatrix stuttered, she totally expected Hermione to give in after that.
"No... I won't do it." There was slightly more resilience found in Hermione's voice this time.
"HOW DARE YOU?!" Bellatrix erupted. "Is this how you want to play, hmm?! STAND UP!" Bellatrix grabbed Hermione's forearm and jerked at it to make her stand up. Hermione eventually obeyed but after the curse she was weak and her trembling knees were barely holding her.
Hermione clenched her eyes shut as she was sure Bellatrix was going to cast another curse at her.
"Induvia Disrobo!" Bellatrix violently waved her wand and shouted a spell that Hermione had never heard before.
But before Hermione could even think about what the spell could mean, she found out firsthand.
What felt like an immensely strong gust of wind hit her entire body, but it didn't move her at all. Instead, it nearly instantly ripped apart all her clothes, tearing all of it down, not even her underwear remained.
Hermione had to look down to fully realize what had happened, but once she did, she let out a loud gasp and immediately covered her breasts with one hand and her crotch with the other. She looked at Bellatrix defiantly but also blushed immediately.
"WHAT- HOW- HOW DID YOU DO THAT?!" Hermione squeaked, embarrassed.
"Ohh, our smartass, insufferable mudblood doesn't know everything?? What a shame!" Bellatrix poked at Hermione with a loud cackle, sticking her tongue out.
Hermione looked at her feet and saw the remains of her clothing, she couldn't put it back on even if she wanted to, all of it was torn to shreds, and she could barely hide her intimate parts with those rags.
"Now hands down, bitch!" Bellatrix's voice turned sharp, filled with venom again. Hermione gasped at what Bellatrix called her.
Feeling offended, Hermione gained a bit of courage. "No! I won't listen to you anymore!"
Bellatrix laughed raspily, which wasn't the effect Hermione was hoping to achieve.
"Missy is gaining bravery now, isn't she?? How funny! How stupid!" Bellatrix took a step closer and in return, Hermione took a quick step back, almost stumbling over.
"Hehehe... your filthy mudblood body is so tight... So firm... I will get to see it one way or another! This is your last chance to show me those tits of your own free will, deary!"
Hermione, even more offended because of Bellatrix's disgusting comments, refused.
"No, you insane lunatic!" She yelled at Bellatrix but her voice cracked with fear at the same time because she knew that the witch would probably use the Cruciatus curse again.
"Very disobedient mudblood witch!" Bellatrix grimaced and started waving her wand, making Hermione cower.
"Immobulus Partim!" Hermione knew this spell partially, she knew Immobulus and what it did and thus she immediately expected to fall limp on the floor but once Bellatrix said the second word, she got confused, she never heard it before.
Bellatrix aimed her wand at Hermione's hands as she uttered the spell and both of Hermione's arms fell limp alongside her body.
A short, sharp scream of surprise escaped Hermione's mouth as she tried her hardest to lift her arms to cover herself up again but to her horror, she couldn't feel any part of her arms beneath the shoulders.
Bellatrix laughed nastily and grimaced. "That's it, missy! Tire yourself out! You are so funny! Trouble moving those frisky hands of yours, ha!"
Hermione struggled audibly but to no avail, though her legs were still fully functional, and so to cover herself from Bellatrix, she started turning around.
"Oh, no you won't! Incarcerous!" Bellatrix swiftly waved her wand again and ropes shot out of the wand, aiming at Hermione's ankles. The rope nimbly tied itself around the ankles, causing Hermione to almost fall over but at the last second, Bellatrix took a step forward and caught Hermione.
"Come on now! We wouldn't want you to fall over and hurt yourself, would we?" Bellatrix grinned. her tongue squeezing through the crooked teeth. Hermione found her repulsive.
Hermione tried to squirm away from Bellatrix but the witch now had her in a tight embrace. Holding her with one arm, Bellatrix started tenderly touching Hermione's body all over. Caressing it, fondling it, groping it.
Though disgusted, Hermione found it a bit weird. It felt too gentle and sensual coming from someone like Bellatrix.
"Leave me alone!" Hermione complained loudly.
Bellatrix grinned again, and as a result, started being harsher; pinching Hermione's nipples, licking them, biting them. Scratching her with her sharp nails.
Hermione cried and moaned in pain. At each instance, she tried to move away from Bellatrix but there was no espacing her grip. The pain itself wasn't unbearable but the idea of what Bellatrix was doing to her was perhaps even worse.
Bellatrix took her sweet time, especially with Hermione's breasts. They weren't too small but not that big either, and they were nice and firm.
Finally, her hand wandered lower, making Hermione twitch and writhe even harder.
"Stop it, stop it now, PLEASE!" She exclaimed, frightened.
"Ohh, what is it??" Bellatrix's hand gestured as if she was stopping the movement now. "Is there something I shouldn't touch down there? Something off-limits? Oh, I'm sorry!" She mockingly pretended to be concerned. "But you know that I'm a bad girl... I always break the rules a little, heheh..."
Bellatrix cackled and grimaced as her hand returned to the previous motion. It slipped past Hermione's belly button and Hermione gasped.
"Please don't..." Hermione whispered, mostly to herself. Bellatrix heard it but ignored it entirely.
Hermione had an unkept bush down there, which annoyed Bellatrix even though, considering the circumstances, it was more than understandable.
"Hmm... I see that ginger brat of a blood traitor hasn't been ploughing you, yet..." Bellatrix didn't emphasize any of the words, the sentence came out casually as she was inspecting the bush.
However, Hermione's body exploded with waves of heat and embarrassment, instantly trying to turn her face away from Bellatrix.
She gasped, "What?!"
Only now did Bellatrix realize the weight of her words and giggled perversely.
"Oh yes, that Weasley boy... I didn't realize you were such a stuck-up bitch. Poor boy was probably horny for you all the time and you didn't even give it to him... Oh well... It'll be all the more fun breaking you."
Bellatrix continued taunting her as her fingers ran through Hermione's bush downwards and finally found what she was looking for, "Ohh, the treasure!"
Hermione was as red as a tomato. Bellatrix noticed.
"Don't be shy! I'm no stranger to you anymore, little mudblood! We could call it our girls' night out!"
Suddenly, Bellatrix slapped Hermione's crotch a few times. She couldn't get her entire palm to do that as Hermione's legs were tied together.
"Oww!!! What are you doing?!" Hermione cried out.
"Checking you out... And shut up already! God, you are way more annoying than that other girl!" Bellatrix's words started playfully but ended on a venomous note.
Bellatrix's last words caught Hermione's attention. Girl? What other girl? Who else is here?
Her thoughts were interrupted as Bellatrix slapped her crotch again, though this time the hits were lighter so Hermione just moaned uncomfortably. She gasped as Bellatrix's fingers wandered between her lips, spreading them apart, inspecting her vagina.
"Ohh... This will be fun to play with!" Bellatrix whispered excitedly to herself, though Hermione could easily hear it.
Hermione's heart was pounding out of her chest. She expected to be tortured but mainly by Bellatrix's dagger and Cruciatus curse. And even though the Cruciatus curse was nothing to take lightly, it was one of the unforgivable curses after all, Hermione at least expected it. She didn't know what to expect at all from Bellatrix now. And that frightened her even more.
Without a word, Bellatrix swiftly walked around Hermione and hunched over to take a closer look at her butt. It was a nice butt. Bellatrix thought. She could feel how firm it was as she began groping each cheek separately. She was almost jealous.
Hermione tried to turn her head around to see what Bellatrix was doing but she couldn't see properly, she just saw Bellatrix's black, curly hair. She could suddenly feel Bellatrix's hands grabbing her buttcheeks tightly and spreading them apart. Hermione gasped. Bellatrix inspected her hole.
"Very, very fun to play with..." Bellatrix once again muttered to herself, and then slapped Hermione's butt several times, making Hermione emit sharp screams after each hit.
Bellatrix pointed her wand down at Hermione's ankles and waved it.
Hermione could feel the rope untying itself. She carefully moved her legs apart slightly, not making any sudden movements. She could also somewhat feel her arms again though she still couldn't use them properly.
"Go up, NOW!" Bellatrix shouted abruptly and poked Hermione with her wand again.
Hermione looked up through her tears and saw a simple wooden door at the top of the stairs. She didn't know what to expect, but she knew that she had no choice but to obey. She slowly made her way up the stairs, her heart pounding in her chest even more intensely now, her heartbeat almost beat the loudness of the stairs creaking.
Hermione reached the last step and stopped. She could feel Bellatrix's wand lowering but her fear was still as intense.
Bellatrix suddenly pushed Hermione onto the wall, back first, her forearm pressing on Hermione's throat.
"Ugh- Wha- what are you doing??" Hermione coughed and struggled.
"What I am doing, is none of your business mudblood cunt! I will do whatever I feel like doing, and from now on, you'll just have to deal with it, missy! So shut up, stop squirming, and listen!" Bellatrix's sharp words stung like poison. Hermione was scared senseless of her. "Once we enter that cute little attic up there... You will be mine. You will be my personal slave and you will serve me because that's all, what a dirty, disgusting mudblood like you deserves!"
"What?! I will never serve you, you crazy... you crazy bitch!" Hermione hesitated for two reasons, number one was that she didn't know how wise it was to insult Bellatrix in her position, and number two... She never really swore before but she wanted to return the terrible insults Bellatrix had been spewing at her.
"Silence!" Bellatrix swung her arm and slapped Hermione across the face roughly, making her gasp loudly. "Don't defy me, it would be very, very stupid of you!"
Bellatrix slapped Hermione again across the other cheek, even harder now."And keep those ugly words out of your mouth or I'll make you eat a bar of soap!"
Hermione yelped in pain and didn't hesitate for a second in her mind that Bellatrix would no doubt actually make her eat a bar of soap. She didn't say anything.
Bellatrix smiled viciously and let go of Hermione's throat, though she still held her arm tightly. Afterward, she swung her wand towards the door. "Aberto!"
The door creaked and swiftly opened wide. It was complete darkness inside, it was obvious there were no windows. Hermione could only hear a faint buzzing noise and a strange moaning sound of the same faint intensity.
Hermione felt the poke of Bellatrix's wand again and recognized that as a signal to enter the dark room. She only took two steps in and was engulfed in complete darkness.
Bellatrix confidently walked past Hermione into the darkness.
"Incendio Parvulus!" Suddenly thin streaks of fire shot out of Bellatrix's wand, lighting up candles across the room.
Hermione hated to admit it, even to herself, but she seriously underestimated Bellatrix's capabilities as a witch.
Though once again her thoughts were interrupted as she could now see most of the room's contents.
She gasped loudly and stared in disbelief and horror as her eyes found the only bed in the room, it was the same spot where that buzzing and moaning sound was coming from.
Bellatrix laughed contently and made a few pirouettes in the middle of the room. While pirouetting she swooshed her wand and the door abruptly closed, startling Hermione. Bellatrix stopped spinning and stared at Hermione.
"Want to meet your roommate, mudblood? Come here!" Hermione hesitated and because of that, Bellatrix walked over to and dragged her by the arm to the bed.
Hermione gasped even louder as her worries were confirmed.
It was Luna Lovegood who was lying in that bed.
Bellatrix chuckled maliciously as she looked back and forth at Hermione's face and at Luna.
Luna didn't seem to even notice Bellatrix's or Hermione's presence. She was trembling intensely and each of her limbs was tied to each of the bedposts in each corner.
She was covered in so much sweat that the dirty mattress beneath her was soaked with it. Her eyes were clenched shut and her usual lush, silvery blonde hair which always caught the attention of people around her, would now only captivate folks because of how dirty, worn, and unwashed her hair looked. The rest of her body was also dirty, though less so. There also wasn't a single hair on her body, except the ones on her head, she was smooth everywhere, obviously kept shaved regularly.
However, it was definitely Luna who was producing those moans, they were audibly escaping her quivering lips. She was panting heavily, her slim belly straining itself moving up and down fast.
As Hermione looked farther down, nearing Luna's legs, she realized what was making the buzzing noise and at the same time, what was making Luna moan.
There was a golden snitch levitating just above Luna's clitoris, vibrating intensely.
Bellatrix intentionally let Hermione inspect Luna for a little while.
Hermione watched and listened as each time Luna's moans grew more powerful, the golden snitch suddenly flew up a few inches, stopping the stimulation and transforming Luna's tired moans into frustrated whimpers. Each time this happened, Luna's hips squirmed and twitched, longing for the golden snitch to come back. But the golden snitch always lingered in the air until Luna's body calmed down enough so that the stimulation could begin all over again.
Bellatrix allowed Hermione to observe two cycles of this torture, which surprisingly didn't take up a very long time. After that, Bellatrix snatched the flying golden snitch and it instantly stopped buzzing. She safely hid it in one of her pockets.
Luna immediately recognized that it was over and started exhaling heavily, panting even more than before. She also finally opened her eyes for the first time since Hermione saw her. However, she still seemingly didn't notice her presence as she stared strictly at the wooden ceiling.
"By the moonbeams!" Luna's voice sounded beyond tired but it didn't lose that dreamy, silky tone.
"What do you say, blood traitor?!" Bellatrix snapped at Luna.
"Umm... I apologize, t-thank you, Madam Lestrange..." Luna said softly, though her voice was slightly shaking.
"You always forget! Seems like I will have to beat it into you again! Do you want that, your dumb blonde whore?!" The intensity of Bellatrix's voice and words sent shivers down Hermione's spine.
"No, Madam... I'm very, very sorry, it won't happen again..."
Hermione was astonished by the calmness in Luna's voice, though she could sense the fear in her, she was doing a really good job of hiding it. She was also horrified at the same time by Luna's words directed at Bellatrix. How did Bellatrix force her to say those things?
"It better not! grr, your stupid, loony voice makes me angry!" Bellatrix angrily slapped each of Luna's breasts twice. Luna moaned in pain after each hit.
Hermione wanted to stand up for Luna but she was at a loss for words, and she was also scared of Bellatrix.
"Alrighty then, let's untie you." Bellatrix's voice changed again to a more cheerful one and waved her wand around and soon all of the ropes untied themselves, setting Luna free.
"Thank you, Madam..." Luna sat up on the edge of the bed, rubbing her wrists.
"Oh... Hello Hermione..." Just now did Luna finally notice naked Hermione standing there right beside her. She looked up at her face and saw the tears going down her cheeks. "I see that they've caught you too..."
Anger brew in Hermione, but this time not only at Bellatrix but at Luna as well. Her apparent calmness annoyed Hermione. How could she be so careless?!
Hermione didn't get the chance to say a word as Bellatrix's loud cackle filled the room again.
"Oh! I see you ladies have a lot to say to each other! I'll leave you here alone for a little while. Make yourself at home, mudblood!" Bellatrix sneered and slapped Hermione's butt again, making her yelp out.
Bellatrix wasn't leaving them alone out of the goodness of her heart, but she knew that The Dark Lord was on his way and if she wasn't present for his arrival, that would surely mean her end. And her future was already uncertain since she and the Malfoys called him for Harry Potter and Harry Potter was gone.
Bellatrix basically ran to the door, quickly opened it, and closed it behind her just as quickly. Hermione was shocked. Finally, she was gone, at least for a little while. She exhaled deeply.
At last, the gears in her head started working again and she looked over at Luna who was still sitting on the edge of the bed, staring blankly into the wall.
"Oh my god, Luna! Are you okay?!" She sat down on the bed next to her and hugged her tightly. Luna didn't return the hug.
"I'm... I'm alive. I think." Luna responded after a few seconds of silence in her almost monotone, dreamy voice.
"What happened to you?! What did that monster do to you?! Why were you talking like that??" Hermione barraged Luna with questions, still hugging her.
"Talking like what?" Luna skipped to the last question.
"I- I don't know! Like that! You spoke to Bellatrix like she was your boss or something! And you sounded like you didn't care when you saw me! What's going on?!" Hermione finally pulled away but still kept her hands at Luna's shoulders.
"But Hermione, I always talk like me... That's just me... I haven't changed, you see?" Luna tried for a smile but stopped herself.
"I... I just don't get it, Luna." Hermione was ready to burst into tears. "You're not angry? You're not sad? you didn't seem to fight Bellatrix at all!"
"Oh... I'm sad. I'm sad that you're here, Hermione. It's not fun here at all... Most of the time." She blankly stared off into the wall behind Hermione for a few seconds. "Umm... If they captured you, does that mean that Harry and Ron are...?"
Tears were streaming down Hermione's face again. "Oh no! Don't worry! They escaped! Luckily... I'm sure they will save us!" Her voice didn't sound very convincing and Luna noticed it.
"Oh, how delightful... I'm happy that they escaped... I hope you will as well!" Her voice was somewhat cheerful but sadness was hidden beneath it.
"What do you mean 'me'? Luna, what about you? Harry and Ron will help you too!" Hermione looked at Luna, confused.
"I can't leave here... If I do, Madam Lestrange is going to kill my daddy. And it's not so bad here! If you just listen and obey everything Madam Lestrange says, she won't even use the Cruciatus curse on you that often!" Once again Hermione was both amazed and horrified at Luna's unwavering uplifting nature.
"I'm so sorry Luna, I didn't know that.. I didn't want to be insensitive." Hermione embraced Luna in her arms again.
"But you did Hermione. And I forgive you! You are angry, puzzled, sad, it's only natural, you know..." Luna's bluntness never ceased to take Hermione by surprise.
"Hermione... I don't know how long I've been here. I don't know if it's been months or years... I've cried out all my tears long ago... At first, they kept me in the cellar but then Madam Lestrange took a liking to me and dragged me here into this attic... I haven't left this room since..." Luna's voice, though still dreamy and soft, was also sorrowful and her eyes turned glassy. "I don't know when it's day or night, morning or evening. I've only ever seen Madam Lestrange since I've lived here... Oh, and the Nargles... They're here too... Keeping me company." Luna's voice turned strangely cheerful at her last words as she looked past Hermione's shoulder again.
Hermione's eyes filled with more tears hearing Luna's story. Her body twitched the wrong way each time she heard Luna call Bellatrix, "Madam Lestrange"
"But maybe I won't have to talk to Nargles so often now... I have a friend here now! I think... It feels like you're my friend, you know..."
"Of course, I'm your friend! And I will protect you! Bellatrix doesn't have leverage on me, I won't listen to a word she says! Even if uses the Cruciatus curse, I'd rather go crazy than be her servant!" Hermione said, resolute in her stance.
Luna smiled faintly. "Hmm... Fascinating... I hope your spirit keeps high. I trust you, my friend."
"Umm.. Are there any clothes here? It's a bit chilly here..." Hermione questioned, wiping away some of her tears and rubbing her shoulders to warm herself and after that she covered her breasts again, feeling sudden shame in front of Luna.
"No... Sometimes I've worn some of Madame Lestrange's unusual outfits and.. accessories but they usually wouldn't keep you warm or covered, if that's your worry... Sorry..." Luna answered, not covering herself at all. Her body was dotted with goosebumps so she was obviously cold as well.
Hermione noticed that Luna's breasts were slightly smaller than her own... Overall Luna was more petite.
Stop staring at her! Hermione scolded herself in her thoughts. She blushed and looked back into Luna's glassy eyes.
"You can look. I don't mind... It's quite liberating, you know? Being naked all the time. I don't have to dress or undress at the start or end of the day. It's not all so bad... I covered myself in front of the Nargles at first but they got used to it!" In any other situation, Hermione would probably be offended by Luna's words, but she knew that Luna was just trying to make her comfortable and cheer her up in Luna's own, strange way, and so she returned the faint smile that Luna gave her.
Hermione hugged Luna again. This time Luna returned the hug but didn't squeeze nearly as tight as Hermione.
A minute or so passed without a single word.
"I'm sorry Luna, but I just have to ask..." Hermione pulled away. "You don't have to answer if you don't want to, I get it... But what was that thing... When me and Bellatrix came here... Something was happening to you, I don't quite understand... What is the deal with the golden snitch?" Hermione asked carefully.
"Oh... Madame Lestrange hexed the golden snitch, you see... She used it many times on me now. It's this sort of strange vibrating device, it feels good when it's pressed against your clitoris. That's what she does, she enchants it and it presses against my clitoris and it vibrates. It makes me feel funny, warm, fuzzy, like there are wrackspurts in my brain. But most of the time, Madame Lestrange doesn't allow me to orgasm. Usually, when I'm about to reach climax, the golden snitch flies away and just buzzes in the air. I can't do anything about it. It knows to wait until I calm down and then it repeats the process... It's not very nice, it's rather terrible actually... But if it makes Madame Lestrange happy, it makes it okay..."
Hermione, once again amazed at Luna's straight-to-the-point, blunt attitude didn't know if she should be compassionate or disgusted or both.
"I'm so sorry you have to go through that, Luna... I'll try to make sure that this will end.. Starting today, or as soon as possible. I'm also very sad, not only for myself but especially for you... I can't believe what Bellatrix has done to you..."
Luna smirked faintly, not really believing that Hermione could turn her words into real action but she didn't want to ruin Hermione's illusion.
"Oh, it's not that bad, you see, it's like a fun game! Fun game for Madame Lestrange, but- but..." Luna contradicted herself, trying to be cheerful and stuttered.
"It'll be okay, Luna... You'll see... Don't worry, I'm with you now."
Hermione looked around to see if there was at least some sort of cloth rags to cover herself or Luna up, but there was truly nothing. Even the bed had no sheets or blankets or even pillows.
"If you're cold... We could hug. It'll keep us somewhat warm. We could lie down and hug, that would be rather pleasant." Luna offered.
Hermione looked at the disgusting, dirty mattress and thought about refusing but quickly chased away that idea as she didn't want to refuse Luna in this state.
"Of course... Why not. I'll just walk around..." Hermione briefly grimaced as she climbed onto the bed, it was still slightly damp from Luna's sweat, but she tried to keep a straight face.
Luna lay down next to her. They were facing each other and they hugged tightly. If the mattress wasn't damp, their strategy would've worked much better but it was better than nothing.
Hermione's mind still couldn't properly grasp the fact that she was lying in bed with Luna, naked, completely exposed. She constantly had urges to cover herself, to hide herself from Luna.
Luna didn't share the same feelings at all, she kept her eyes closed most of the time and when she had them opened, she usually stared somewhere past Hermione or into the ceiling.
It took several minutes but Hermione's mind finally calmed down a little bit, and to her own surprise, as the adrenaline drifted away, she began feeling very tired. She didn't want to fall asleep at all but it was an uphill battle.
Hermione struggled to keep her eyes open but not for much longer, only a few minutes later, sleep claimed her. It was a sweet release. It's like she was safe.
Safe from the storm that was approaching.
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