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Evil Never Looked So Good	By : kittycat Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 4390 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Evil Never Looked So Good By: Rosa Nicole

Chapter 5: Mine

A/N: :::Will be Draco's thoughts, and as always, // Will be Hermione's thoughts. Next chapter contains rape and is rated NC-17.

Hermione let the tears flow freely down her face. Draco wiped them off, gently. He never touched her like that before. Was there still some small amount of good left in hWhy Why wasn't he smiling like he always did when he was scaring her? What's was going on?

::Shit, it wasn't supposed to be like this! She's only mine. I don't want all these fucking deatheaters having control over her! And how do I know she's even crying because of me or Voldemort? I want to know that I'm the only one making her feel this way! What the fuck am I supposed to do?! I mean, Voldemort is in the fucking room! He wants me to do this. I can't say no to the Lord. I have to think of something. Shit, I don't want this to be a Crystal repeat.:::

"My Lord," Draco muttered humbly, "May I ask of you one favor?" Voldemort narrowed his eyes. Draco had thought of a good plan earlier, so he thought it fair to reward him. "Yes, what is young Draco?" "I ask your permission my Lord, to please, take the girl in my own bed." "Why? The floor never bothered you before?" "Please sir, she's crying. I swear to you, she will be a good and loyal follower. She won't let you down. I beg you my Lord, let me have her at Malfoy Manner. If we apparate now, and spend the day there, we could be back before Monday morning." //Draco is begging for me? I thought...//

"Well Draco, I suppose I can grant you that one request, since it will be her first time, am I correct?" A nod from Draco. "Yes my Lord." "But, I do trust that when you are ready, you will bring the girl back for a proper initiation?" "Of course my Lord." "Very well then. Here is a broom. You will have to fly out. It is impossible to apparate, since I had a protective charm against that spell put over the castle." Draco took a broom, helped Hermione on it, thanked Voldemort once more, and flew out without another word.

He didn't talk to her all the way to the Manner, even though she was clinging to him, and crying profusely. He didn't speak as he lead her through the doors, and halls, and up the stairs of his home. He brought Hermione to his bedroom, and locked the door, leaving her standing in the middle of a cold room, biting on her bottom lip, her face and hair soaked with tears. He used his wand to light a fire, and then walked over to her. Without a word, Draco slapped her across the face, sending her flying to the ground.

"You bitch. I had to beg in front of Voldemort. Do you know how it feels to beg in front of your father, and the people who are supposed to look up to you? How are they supposed to show me any respect now?! All because you were whining and crying. Now you are going to pay."

Hermione desperately wanted to remind him that she had done everything he told her. She didn't speak, or complain. She did everything. But she knew that there was no talking to him now. He was unbelievably angry.

"You should be on your hands and knees thanking me for not taking you in front of everyone! Do you even know how grateful you should be bitch? Get on your knees!" //I shouldn't be grateful. You shouldn't have taken me in the first place!// Hermione slowly pulled herself to her knees, and stared up at Draco, her large brown eyes pleading for forgiveness. But he was smiling. It wasn't a nice smile. It was the smile of someone who knew they were going to have fun at another's expense. An evil smile. "Please Draco, I-" Hermione stammered, but he cut her off with another slap. "Pull yourself up again," He ordered, "And don't speak."

Hermione lifted her weary body once again, and lowered her eyes. //Please don't let it hurt.// "Aww, is my poor little baby scared? Don't worry, Draco will take care of you." He grinned like mad, and told her to undress. Hermione played with the folds of her robe, but didn't remove it. "Take your clothes off now, or I will do it, and you will regret it." Hermione took a deep breath. //This is really happening. Oh Lord, I can't do this.// She let the large black robe fall from her shoulders, leaving her in a satin nightgown. The black underwear she was given from Pansy showed through the sheer material.

"Oh, sweet Hermione," he murmured, catching her around her tiny waist. "You don't know how long I've waited for this." Tears dripped down her face and into her mouth. Draco shoved his lips against hers, and probed with his tongue, licking her lips, and roughly massaging her mouth. She whimpered, and he pressed harder against her. "I want to see bruises on those pretty pink lips." He teased her with his teeth, and drew blood, which he quickly lapped up greedily. "Mmmm, you taste so good Hermione. I can't wait to taste all of you.

He picked her up and threw her onto the bed. Her small body hit the headboard, and Draco grinned at the sickening crack it made. "Good, good girl, you just lie still for me." Draco pulled out his knife and started to cut away at the skimpy sleep wear. She was left only in her black panties. Hermione's beautiful breasts were now open to his touch. He roughly squeezed them, pulling and pinching her delicate white skin. Unwillfully, Hermione cried out, and tried to pull away from the hands that were hurting her, and at the same time making her unbearably wet.

"Oh no baby! You get back here!" he shouted, and slammed her back onto the bed. Hermione knew that Draco was having the time of his life. Now that she had started trying to get away, he stopped treating her humanly. He slapped and pinched mercifully. His hands kneaded her breasts, and pulled her hair. He sucked and bit her thighs and hips. His tongue gagged her as he shoved it down her throat. Hermione was so exhausted, she could barely open her eyes, and he hadn't even penetrated her yet. Every time she tried to close them, he would slap and bite her awake. He started to push her legs apart, and she began to sob louder.

"I'm going to test how wet you are. Are you wet for Draco?" he whispered evilly, toying with the band of her panties, teasing her swollen folds with his hands, and finally plunging a finger inside her opening, and pumping in and out. "You like that slut, huh?" She shook her head. "GET YOUR FINGER OUT OF ME!!" :::Maybe there's some fight left in her after all.::: "Oh no? Well, maybe you'll like this!" He jammed another finger into her, and then a third. Jamming and pumping inside of her. Hermione's breathing turned ragged, and Draco knew she was almost ready to orgasm. "Come on whore! It looks like you love my fingers inside you after all!" He laughed as she orgasmed, and came all over his hand. //Why is my body reacting to him?//

Draco pulled his long slim fingers out of her, and brought them to his lips, licking and sucking off her slick juices. When he pressed his mouth against hers, she could taste the strange substance that was herself. "That's what you taste like," he whispered silkily in her ear. His hand roamed her almost naked body. He forcefully groped her breasts, and trailed his tongue down her flat stomach, leaving sticky trails of saliva. Draco pressed his tongue against her face, and mixed his spit with her tears. He tore off her black panties with his teeth, leaving Hermione frightened, and cowering under his massive form. He discarded his own robe now, and wearing nothing underneath, he pressed his arousal against her stomach, as his ground against her hips. His well toned body felt nice against her skin. Much nicer than the scratchy robe.

"What? You knew this was going to happen," Draco murmured, raking his nails across her back, leaving red welts, and even drawing his favorite substance, blood. //It hurts. He hurts me like no one else.// "Who do you belong to?" he demanded, positioning himself over her opening. "Draco Malfoy," she whispered shutting her eyes. "KEEP YOUR FUCKING EYES OPEN! WHO DO YOU BELONG TO?!" "Draco Malfoy!" she screamed, opening her eyes so wide it hurt. He stroked her cheek, and smashed his mouth into hers, just before plunging into her hot, warm opening. She screamed in overwhelming pain as he bashed through her barrier, gleefully watching the warm blood flow down her legs, and mix with her juices. "Oh yeah, you like that bitch?" Hermione screamed again as he pounded away inside her.

"If you don't keep your pretty little mouth shut, I'll cut your fucking voice box out," he whispered, putting his hands around her throat. The pressure and lack of oxygen felt strange, and even helped her to orgasm. She came to her climax and felt release before Draco, so he slapped her ass, and rammed into her until she begged for mercy. "Oh no, we're not stopping until I find release, and believe me, I can hold out for a damn long time." //So can I. I've come this far...// "Shit, shit," he muttered under his breathe, and increases his speed, if that was even possible at this point. Draco let out a long sigh as he released his seed into Hermione, and she gasped when he fell down on top of her, his muscular body slick with sweat.

After what seemed like an eternity, Hermione slowly rolled over to face him. "Draco," she uttered quietly, "If we would have stayed at the castle with....the Lord, what would have happened to me?" Draco smiled, and lazily cupped her breast with one hand. "You ever heard of a gang bang?"

A/N: I'm not good with details. Too much going on in sex to bother with them. Ahh, well....next chap coming soon.
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