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Hogwarts HQ	By : yeiko87 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 7049 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-The Lost
- 2-Found
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A/N: Sorry for the long wait!! Busy life, bleh :p But now the little plot bunnies are

bouncing around in my head, having finished eating their teeny tiny little carrots. Now

they eat my brains�*_*�erhrm�yeah�moving right along! anywho, ENJOY! Read!

Review! Eat cookies! *Thrusts a plate of cookies at you with a excessive enthusiasm!!!*

LOTS AND LOTS OF COOKIES! *Jiggles overflowing plate at you!* Yeah. Or�if

you�re dieting�or otherwise opposed to cookies�eat carrots�LOTS AND LOTS OF

CARROTS!!! *throws carrots at you!*

Severus: While it is a rather tempting idea to simply sit here and watch you lose your
mind----please note my sarcasm----

Me: *=-p*�*X-D*

Severus: �Charming.

A/N: ALSO, thank you for commenting if you did. I love getting comments. They make me

feel warm and fuzzy...whether they're good or bad...criticism is definitely always

appreciated, but dont flame...If you have some actual criticism, lemme have it!

Otherwise, the flames which ye throw I shall sticketh to thine faceth through burning

marshmallows...X_X...

*~~CHAPTER 2: Found~~*

�Impedimenta!�

Paralyzed mid-step, her body quickly toppled over, moved by her own momentum.
Mentally wincing, Hermione watched the rug rush up to meet her, before colliding face-
first with a small grunt.

Oh well this is lovely.

The position was strange and uncomfortable, forcing her face to be smushed into the

fluffy rug while her lower half stuck upward, balancing awkwardly on her bent knee and

the toes of her straightened leg.

Brilliant, Hermione. Bloody brilliant.

After moments of static silence, she heard thick cloth swish against itself; woolen pant

legs brushing against one another as the wearer strode slowly and deliberately across the

room. �Ms. Granger,� came a familiar drawl behind her, �I must say, I�m quite

disappointed�For your reputation as a witch, you really have very little common

sense�Incendio.� A small flame flickered brightly into existence beside her before

settling on the ceiling and gently illuminating the rest of the room. Turning her wide-

open eyes as far to the right as she could, she was still only able to see a dimly-lit pair of

newly-shined men�s shoes, and the smooth hem of fine black robes, slowly advancing

toward her paralyzed body. �I�m almost disappointed to have been able to catch you so

easily, little mudblood. I expected a bit more of a challenge�Levicorpus.� He pointed his

wand at her, the spell lifting her body into the air where he directed it to. This time opting

for silent magic, he pointed his wand to each of her limbs, magically rearranging her

position such that both knees were bent entirely and tucked underneath her, with her head

resting on her hands, facing the side of the room. Finally, he lowered her to the ground

once more. �Legilimens.� He took his time approaching her, chuckling softly as he

invaded her mind, watching her every thought, feeling, emotion�watching her strain her

eyes, trying to prepare herself for whatever he might be about to do... he saw her eyes flit

all across the room, back and forth, across and down, thinking and plotting. Escape.

When he was nary two paces away from her head, the feet stopped. Leaving her mind,

the blonde man bent his knees and crouched down beside her, pausing to watch her eyes

as she took in a bit more of his appearance.

He was clothed entirely in black, from his polished black shoes, all the way to the black

woolen Death Eater�s robes secured around his neck with a thick, woven silver chain and

clasp hanging just below his collarbone. The hood was pushed back, his hair in a

ponytail, and his arms were crossed and resting on his knees, the sleeves ending high

enough to reveal thick black gloves. The token silver snake head of his black staff, held

in his left hand, wickedly glinted at her. Though she could only see him easily from the

chest down, he noted horrified recognition in her eyes.

�Hm, yes, a little bit slow today, aren�t we Granger?� He drawled as he lazily removed

his leather gloves, placing them in a pocket within his robes. Taking her chin between his

thumb and three of his long, elegant fingers, he tilted her head to face him directly,

leaving his pinky to rest on her throat. Sliding his hand slowly down, he took a firm hold

of her throat�Not tightly enough to affect her airways, but tightly enough to get the

point across; He was in control. Hermione barely suppressed a shudder---which she

assured herself was out of fear---but could not deny the small jolt that went straight down

to her nether regions when his warm hand closed around her delicate neck.

As he watched the slight flush spread across her face and down her neck, he smirked and

looked over her body before turning a piercing gaze into her eyes once more. �Hm, yes, I

think I�ll enjoy having my fun with you�� Repositioning her head so that her gaze was

only of the side of the room once more, he rose and walked away from her, coat-hooks

emerging from one of the stone walls as he approached it. Her eyes grew wide upon

recognition of his words.

Fun?...it sounded like he was talking about---...Oh Merlin�please tell me I heard

wrong...He can�t possibly want to----with me---NoW??---wait! This just isn�t fair! I�ve

nev----------

�Oh, for goodness sake Granger,� another familiar voice halted her ranting �your

thoughts are so bloody loud it�s hard not to hear them.� She flushed hotly as a younger

blond man stepped within her sight, wearing similar black attire. He walked over to the

metal box in the center of the room, turning away from her to reach inside of it.

�Oh, and for the record�� He turned around to face her, smirking, shackles in hand.

�Yes, I�we plan to use every inch of skin on your filthy little mudblood body for all it�s

worth---� He stopped here, and snickered, brushing a few strands of his smooth blonde

hair away from his face. �Which, coincidentally, isn�t very much��

Coincidentally, I am also going to kill you once I------

�Once you what?� Lucius, now sans his Death Eater�s robe, wizard�s robe, and stiff white

collared shirt, turned to face her. �Please, do go on, girl�� Both he and Draco stopped

and waited, knowing that she couldn�t say anything. �Once again, Miss Granger, I

question your common sense�Draco.� he gestured. His son approached him, handing

him the chains and shackles before he began to disrobe as well, placing his clothing on a

new set of coat hooks protruding from the wall. Lifting his wand once more, Lucius

shifted Hermione�s position again while she stayed on the ground. She felt her head shift

to face the floor, while her arms stretched out completely on the ground directly in front

of her. Lifting her hips towards the ceiling and arching her back, he bent her legs at a

ninety-degree angle before bringing her knees closer to her elbows. He walked back over

to Hermione and knelt down once more beside her as Draco finished removing his cloak,

wizard robes and silk shirt. As Draco knelt down on the opposite side of her, he took out

his wand. Peering into her mind, he was surprised to see images of the three of them

flashing in and out of her thoughts as she tried to remain calm.

Oh---Bloody Hell, Of all of the fetishes or deviances that I could've possibly been left with,

why does this have to be the one??

Draco laughed cruelly at her embarrassment. "I think the little mudblood likes us,

Father..." Draco chose this point to take a piece of the chain hanging off from the

shackles and slowly trail the cold metal up the back of one of her exposed white thighs.

"Or maybe..." he continued, "she just likes to be dominated." Hermione shuddered and

closed her eyes, bidding away the brand new surge of vivid images flooding her

mind�Failing miserably as the chain came closer and closer to her heated sex, she gave

in to the images, feeling herself already having grown noticeably wet. A strong pair of

hands then gruffly shoved her knees apart, taking her by surprise and revealing the

growing wet spot at her sensitive core. Her face burning with humiliation, she struggled

desperately against the spell holding her in place, but to no avail. She nearly forgot where

she was and had to stifle a small whimper when a warm, wet tongue on each of her

spread thighs replaced the chain in its path towards her center, both barely coming within

two inches of her panty-line before abruptly ending their contact with her.

�And you can�t pretend that you don�t want it.�

She mentally froze, her flush spreading further across her skin as he dipped a bare hand

between her thighs, running his fingers down her dampened womanhood on either side of

her swelling clit, her panties the only barrier between him and her heated skin. Sliding his

fingers back up the same way, he pressed into the flesh above her clit and spread her lips,

increasing the tension on her already swollen pip. Suddenly, the contact ceased, but not

before she felt the synchronized click of four cold metal shackles locking around each of

her limbs. The growing haze in her mind was suddenly gone.

Fuck.

�Now the fun begins.�

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Author: Yay my first mini-lemon ^_^ There will most likely be a lot more in the next

chapter...whenever I get around to writing that...heh...As the story goes on, I plan

for this to get pretty violent..so be forewarned...(fyi, it might not get violent for

a little while though.....but ya never know! ^-^) :D...

P.S. Anywho, I do *not* have a beta, so reviews really are greatly appreciated.
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