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The End Is The Beginning Is The End	By : valkyrie136 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 52561 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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There were good people in the world. People who were so amazing that you often felt blessed simply to bask in their presence. These were the rarest kind of people, because few people were perfect, most straddling parts good and bad. But there was balance, and that…that was important.
And then there were others.
People Hermione always looked to for support and guidance. These were the people she was happy to call friend, or family. Ron…who always made her laugh.
And then…
Then there were truly foul people. The kind of people that made you wonder, as she was now, why they existed. How could god, if he existed, create so much beauty and so many wonderful things…and then let evil people exist.
People like Lucius Malfoy, who was more monster than man.
She was on her back, staring at the ceiling. Thinking these things.
Lucius was kneeling between her thighs, his hands clutching her ass cheeks, spreading them a little, and it hurt because his nails were cutting into her skin, breaking the surface. She knew there would be little cuts there, beneath the bruises.
His monstrous cock was leisurely thrusting in and out of her at a steady pace. At first it had hurt. Something, whether it was her insolence or his own foul mood, who knew, probably the former, it set him off.
After shearing off her hair he flipped her onto her back and slammed his dick inside of her.
It was an awful invasion, and she screamed in pain, even though she hadn’t wanted too…
Because he was sadistic, and she didn’t want to give him the satisfaction.
But after the first few agonizing, yes that was the only way to describe it, agonizing minutes, her body adjusted. Or went numb. It didn’t really matter.
She felt oddly…detached. Like she was here but wasn’t here.
It was the strangest sensation. She knew this was happening, but she felt like an observer watching it happen to somebody else.
Hermione’s gaze drifted down, towards Lucius, who was watching her. Bemused.
Leaning forward, the taught muscles of his stomach flexing, he whispered softly in her ear, ‘You look just like a doll. You’ve got nearly nine inches of pure blood dick in you and you don’t even have the decency to say ‘thank-you’. He laughed softly, averting his gaze, ‘But I know that underneath it all you’re just a greedy slut, hungry for the cum that only I can give.’
                He pulled back and smiled gently, thrusting a little faster, ‘I thought to myself, after our last discussion, ‘how is it you’ve been lying to everyone, pretending to be such a good girl’. And then I decided, yes, I decided that I would only be serving everyone’s interest if I showed them what you really are.’
                He leaned closer, so close that their lips almost touched, and for one wild minute she thought he was going to kiss her, the final violation.
                But what he did instead..was infinitely worse.
                ‘Don’t you think so, Mr. Potter?’
                Hermione turned sideways, and her eyes became wide as saucers.
                There was Harry.
                He was lead in cuffs, held by a masked guard.
                He looked awful, and he immediately tried to run at the bed.
                Hermione began to struggle, fighting in earnest to get Lucius off of her but he was so much stronger, and he pinned her down.
                ‘Please, stop, stop, oh god, Harry, Harry don’t look!’
                He was hissing, cursing, and Lucius abruptly pulled out of her.
                Hermione immediately tried to roll away but he was faster, and he looped his arms under her legs and jerked her towards him.
                ‘Ms. Granger, I want the truth out. Because you are truly a whore, greedy for cock. Lewd….’He ran his tongue up her thigh, grinning like a cat, ‘…and promisicious. A whore who does not hesitate to betray her friends for a few moments pleasure.’
                Hermione screamed, hurling curses at Malfoy, and as she turned to look at Harry, he was watching Hermione…
                With utter scorn.
                She wanted to defend herself—she was the victim!
                But Lucius began to lick her pussy…sliding up and down the folds, and she felt a flood of juices rain on his face. It was humiliating—embarassing—and he did not stop.
                He began to thrust his tongue in and out of her cunt, and she felt her hips move up to meet his thrusts of their own accord.
                No no I don’t want this…this isn’t me…
                Lucius looked up at her, his pupils dilated.
                Pleasure washed over her, and she panted. She tried to push him away, but she was too weak, it felt too good, and so she half sat up, watching him tongue-fuck her cunt, her fingers loosely digging into his shoulders.
                ‘Please…don’t…’ she begged in a small voice.
                And then his tongue touched her clitoris, and he begun to suck, loud slurping noises filling the room.
                Hermione was done.
                She went over the edge, waves of pleasure washing through her and her entire body convulsed.
                Turning, she looked at Harry. He looked at her as if she were disgusting.
                ‘So it is true,’ he spat, ‘You fucking bitch, I hope you’re happy. Happy with the same man who killed Ron. Rot in hell, Hermione.’
                Hermione was still, her entire body trembling as she cried into her hands. She didn’t see them lead Draco out, or see Lucius rest his hand on his elbow and caress her hip.
                ‘You know, he’s right…’ he said conversationally, as if they were discussing the weather, ‘it’s what you really are. So I can’t fathom why you are clinging to this last bit of imaginary honor. There’s no redemption for the likes of you. You should just tell me where the others are…and end your suffering.’
                Hermione barely heard Lucius. The pain---and humiliation—that he had inflicted her had reached new lows. She never knew that she could hurt this much, or hate this much, and she didn’t know if she hated Lucius for doing this to her or herself for letting it happen.
                ‘I can’t.’ She finally said. And then with more conviction, ‘I won’t. I won’t. You’ll have to kill me!’ And she burst into tears again, because she really didn’t want to die, and she had no idea why she was being so stubborn.
                ‘Stupid girl,’ Lucius said in a bored tone.
                And he was right.
                She really was stupid. Because she had no self-preservation, and if this continued, she would probably die.
                ‘If not even that will persuade you, then maybe my new toy will.’ He slowly stood, stroking his still engorged cock.
                He walked around the bed, leaving her unrestrained.
                She made no attempt to flee.
                She wouldn’t get very far, and it would only stall the inevitable.
                He waited, and Min came running in with a bag, and then quickly left, sparing Hermione not a singe glance.
                Lucius reached into the bag, and what he pulled out…
                Was enough to turn Hermione white.
                He truly means to kill me.
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