100 Ways to Kill a Weasley | By : Ms_Figg Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 41442 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: Extremely dark
fic! Features abuse and NC sex! Ms. Figg, thank you for the opportunity. I’ve
been reading your stories for a long time and I’m a huge fan of yours. I’m
anxiously awaiting the next chapter for TB…BTW, will Ron ever find out about
his progeny?
Et tu Brute?
Hermione Granger strode quickly into the Great Hall, trying
to dodge the masses that were sure to come through at any moment. She had on
huge muggle sunglasses and a black scarf around her neck, though most people
would think it would make her current outfit look chic. Regardless, she
struggled to get down into the dungeons as fast as she could. Severus would be
pissed that she was late, but she knew she couldn’t hide it from him this time.
He left the marks in obvious places as a show of his power over her…
Snape snarled as he looked at his muggle grandfather clock,
and then at the Emo-Place watch on his wirst. Hermione’s hand was pointed at terrified
instead of late. “ That’s odd…” he said softly. He had watched the young woman
bloom in her school years and for about seven months into her relationship with
Ronald Weasley. She was powerful. She was brilliant. She was his apprentice.
She was another witch he had chosen to admire from afar. He swore however, that
if she ever gave him the chance, he wouldn’t be a fool like he was with Lily.
As of late however, Snape noticed that Hermione was
withdrawn, the blossom of life that had engulfed her had wilted prematurely. He
had also seen a few bruises that looked suspiciously like finger marks adorning
her wrists on more than one occasion. He scowled at this. His mother had been
beaten by his father, the bastard he was, and he swore that if he ever saw a
witch he knew in the same position, he’d protect them the best way he knew how…By
eliminating the problem.
Hermione rushed into the labs, and went to the door that led
to Snape’s private chambers. She knocked three times and Snape threw the door
open, sneering at her all the while. Some habits were hard to break after all.
The quip that was at the tip of his tongue fell as soon as he took her appearance
in. “ Hermione…Come in…” he said, ushering her inside. He gently placed a hand
at the small of her back and noticed her flinch and hiss of pain.
“ Severus, I’m sorry I’m late…It’s just that…” she started.
Her lip was quivering, but Snape saw that she had it glamoured.
“ Hermione…What happened…” he said softly. Hermione’s lip
continued to quiver and she reached for her glasses with shaking hands. Her
head was cast down, and Severus inhaled sharply with rage at the huge bruise
adorning her cheek and a shiner encasing her eye. She removed the glamour
before he could and Snape felt his eyes narrow to slits at the split there and
the huge bruise on her jaw.
Hermione had tears pouring down her face as she removed her
scarf. It was this last bastion that broke the hippogriff’s back. Snape rose up
and tore into his bedroom. Hermione had a huge hand shaped bruise around her neck.
She was lucky her windpipe wasn’t crushed…
Severus opened his medicine cabinet and pulled a salve and
three potions from it. He took a deep and steadying breath, and walked out into
his sitting room. “ Hermione…I had my suspicions before this, but I never would
have thought it was this bad….” He said. All the snarkiness had left him. This
was not the way he wanted to see his apprentice, not the young woman he had
come to admire. “ How bad is it?”
Hermione’s eyes were cast down as she took a fortifying
breath. She knew she was safe here…He couldn’t get to her. “ I have welts and
cuts from where he beat me with his belt. I suppose….”
Snape stopped her from saying another word. “ I want you to
stay here. I need to go get something…I’ll be back soon. I want you to rest. I will help you. We need to have Madame Pomphrey
look at you first, when I get back…It’s going to be evidence.”
“ Will you stay? Until I fall asleep?”
Severus nodded and looked at her. “ Are you willing to tell
me what happened?”
Hermione flinched. “ Can you just use Leglimency?” She didn’t
want to be left alone. She was scared he would come for her. He had told her
not to leave this morning and she did. He was going to be furious when he saw
her again. She sighed as Severus nodded and her eyes closed as she recalled
last night.
Ron was livid with
her. He always was. She was too perfect. He threw back another swig of Ogden’s
and smiled darkly as the front door opened then closed. “ Get in here slut!” he
bellowed. He knew she wasn’t faithful, she couldn’t be…His beautiful, and
brilliant woman was being unfaithful…She had to be.
Hermione flinched at
the tone of his voice. She couldn’t imagine what she could have done this time.
Maybe it was because of Wednesday when she had to cancel their date due to the
student emergency that had arisen. There had been a horrible accident on the
quidditch pitch that afternoon during a practice session and she and Severus
both has to brew several different healing potions and elixers and help out
until all the injured were in stable condition. “ Ron, is everything alright?”
He spun around, his
mouth quirked in a cruel sneer. “ Why would everything be alright? You’re
fucking someone else behind my back…You not coming Wednesday shows that much.” He
snarled at her through clenched teeth.
Hermione stood her
ground while her courage was still there. “ I told you what happened, Ron.
There was a mass lightening strike on the quidditch pitch when the Hufflepuffs
were practicing. Poppy ran out of the potions she neede…” she explained again
before Ron backhanded her across the mouth.
“ I never told you to
speak bitch…” he ground out. “ You think you’re better than I am because you’re
so fucking smart….Because you’re a potions apprentice…I know you’re fucking
that greasy bat, and I won’t hear a word otherwise…” He picked her up by the
throat and slammed her against the wall. “ You know better than to talk back to
me…You’ve been disobeying me by continuing on with your studies…I’m sick of
waiting on you to finish your studies to marry you, witch. You will not leave
here tomorrow morning, and you will send an owl to McGonagall saying you’re
dropping out…”
“ No…” she choked out.
Her eyes closed when Ron roared and swung a fist at her face. She sputtered as
she fell to the floor. She tried to crawl away. She couldn’t take this anymore.
She had to get away from him and get help.
Ron grabbed her and
pinned her underneath him as his continued to rain his fists down on her. How
dare she deny him. He ripped her blouse and bra from her shoulders and Hermione
fought away from him again. Ron stood up and undid his belt and pulled it from
the loops of his pants. He doubled It over and pulled back. When he swung, he
relished in Hermione’s scream, and was pleased to see that she had a huge welt
on her back from it.
“ You will not leave..”
he said, swinging again. He smiled when it connected.
“NO! STOP! RON!” she
screamed as he continued whipping her. Sobs wracked her bodies and she finally
reached the door.
Ron threw the belt
away and grabbed her hair. He dragged her up the stairs, having to beat her
down to refresh his grip as he did and into his bedroom. He ripped off the rest
of her clothing and divestoed himself before she could recover.
Hermione’s eyes opened
just as Ron looked at her. “ Don’t…please Ron…I want to wait…please” she
whimpered.
Ron looked at her. “ I
don’t care…” And with that, he thrust into her hard. She was dry, but he didn’t
care. Her maidenhead took care of that.
Ron kept thrusting for
a few moments and stiffened as she kept screaming. She was too tight and he had
been denied so long that he came immediately. He smirked as he looked down at
his dick. “ Looks like you were telling the truth after all…” he said. And he
left to go back downstairs and drank himself to oblivion.
Hermione sobbed and
fell into an uneasy sleep. When five in the morning came, she woke up and
summoned her clothing. She repaired everything and dressed quickly, hurrying
from the little house as fast as she could and apparated.
Severus was grinding his teeth. He needed to go get the
auror’s for this. He would take care of Ronald Weasley first. He noticed that
Hermione was sobbing again and ran from the room. She was faster than she
looked and apparated away once she was off the grounds. Severus swore under his
breath and apparated to the ministry.
Harry was walking through the doors when Snape burst in,
calling for as many aurors that could be rounded up and that it was a dire
emergency. He went to the potions professor and looked at him. “ Excuse me,
Professor Snape. What happens to be the problem.”
Snape took one look at Harry and said. “ She’s going to kill
him if we don’t hurry…”
Harry and five other auror’s stormed through the floo at Ron’s
house. There were screams coming from upstairs. “ Dear gods, he wasn’t lying…He
really is beating her…” He flew up the stairs and broke down the door. Ron was
there, trying to wrestle Hermione out of her clothing as he was hitting her. He
turned as soon as Harry stormed in and brought his wand to the ready.
“ Get out of here, Harry…This is between me and her…” he
snarled.
Harry looked with unbelieving eyes at his best friend. “ How
could you? Hermione’s been nothing but faithful to you…We thought you were
happy together…”
“ Happy?” Ron sneered. “ How can I be happy when she’s so
fucking smart? I can’t keep up with her…But no one else is going to have her
and you’re not going to take me away from her either..” He turned his wand to
Hermione and readied to cast the killing curse.
Harry had to act fast or he would lose both of them. With
tears in his eyes, he cast the first curse on his lips.
“Avada Kedavra…” he said.
Ron hit the floor dead.
Hermione smiled as she ruffled her three year old son's curly hair. With the exception of his hair and his nose, he looked exactly like his father.
Snape walked up to the woman and gave her a soft smile as she played with their son. True to his word, he had taken the opportunity with Hermione and was married to her. Looking around, he put his scowl in place just in case if a student saw them. His smiles were for his family only after all.
A/N: Damn I hate my plot bunnies.... Hope you all enjoy this one!
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