Who do you turn to? | By : firefairy Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 5030 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Who do you turn to?
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be… *sob* characters belong to the goddess J. K. Rowling.
WARNINGS: This is rated for a reason, main warnings are ; Rape, Self harming and eventual smut. Some chapters may be very graphic. If you disagree with any of this then do not read. I do not wish to have this taken down because people did not take heed of the warnings.
Chapter one:
In the bath, the only place away from prying eyes and ears. She sat submerged in almost scalding water, trying to wash away the dirt, pain and memories. The heat of the water had helped the first and even the second time, but by the third she needed something more, a better way of relieving her problems. It came to her in the form of a blade.
She knew not to cut too deeply, or mark herself too much and especially not in obvious places as he would notice and punish her more. ‘Ha,’ she thought, ‘As if he doesn’t punish me enough.’ Lying backwards in the bath she thought back to the night it started.
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He had just come in from a night out with ‘The Lads’ completely drunk. She had been sitting in her room, reading a book. She heard the creak of the stairs, his rugged breathing and then the twist of her bedroom door handle.
“ ‘Mione, my own little ‘Mione,” he slurred, “Why are you still up and dressed at this time of night?” he stood in the doorway, watching her. Slowly she put the book down and stood up, grabbing her nightwear she turn to face him again.
“Excuse me then, I will change and go to bed. Goodnight.” she said quietly moving to shut the door. His hand shot out and grabbed her shoulder.
“I’m not going any where and neither are you my little Hermione,” he whispered pushing her back into her room and following her. “you can change in front of me princess, I’ve seen you all before haven’t I. I created you, there’s no shame in me seeing you.” his tone was gentle and caring, the one she remembered from her childhood, one that used to calm her, but now his eyes were full of lust.
“Daddy, you’re drunk, go to bed. We can forget about this and everything will be normal in the morning, ok?” she said quietly clutching her nightwear to her chest.
“I’m going to bed as soon as you change, I promise. I just want to want to see how you have grown up, there’s no harm in that is there love?” he stalked towards her and trapped her between the wall and himself. “There’s a good girl, now how about we get rid of your top.” quickly he pulled her t shirt off of her and flung it across the room, he lifted his hand to her stomach and gently caressed it. “ ‘Mione, you have lovely breasts,” he raised his hands a little and caressed them through her bra. He removed the rest of her clothing until she stood in front of him naked, holding her arms in front of her, trying to save some shred of dignity.
“Daddy please, don’t do this, please.” she begged him, tears streaming down her face. He grabbed her wrists and pulled her arms away from her body.
“I want you Hermione, I want to be your first, I was the person who created you. I will be the person to make you a woman. I love you more than any other man will, you are part of me and I am part of you. What is so wrong in me wanting to love you in more than just a fatherly way? Wanting to make love to you. I have seen what you have become my little princess, you’ve grown into a beautiful young lady, I can’t help wanting you for my own. I need to show you how much I love you, I want you to feel me inside you, to feel my love for you.” he pressed against her and whispered into her ear slowly, “I am going to have you whether you like it or not, I am going to have your innocence.”
“No, no, no, you can’t, please daddy, please don’t do this, please, I beg you, please.” she sobbed her eyes full of fear, staring straight into his. He raised his hand and slapped her across the face, a sharp smack resonated around the room.
“Do not fear me, do not beg, I am going to do this.” he said, slapping her again. He pulled his top off and then his trousers and pants, grabbing Hermione’s arm her dragged her over to the bed. “Lie down princess, this will only hurt a bit.” he soothed as he pushed her onto her back. She struggled and received another slap, he positioned himself at her entrance and roughly slammed into her, causing her to cry out in pain. He stopped her scream with a kiss and forced his tongue into her mouth. His hips began to rock into hers pulling slowly in then out, acting like a lover, taking it carefully. His cock sliding in and out of her, his pelvis pressing against her clit.
“Stop, please stop.” she cried out, tears leaking down her face. Suddenly he slammed into her, hard and fast, his cock sliding nearly all the way out before thrusting in again.
“That’s what you get for not appreciating the way that I love you.” he whispered harshly into her ear, before climaxing and leaving her alone in her bed.
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The memory still made her shudder in disgust, he never bothered to be gentle again. He’d just turn up in her room force himself on her and go again, all signs of love gone. She had tried to run away, but hadn’t got very far, he had taken her wand, her school equipment and just about every human right she had. The bathroom was the only sacred place she had. The one place that he wasn’t able to get to her, where she was able to rid him from her mind and relieve the pain.
She felt dirty and unwholesome, but had come to the conclusion that she deserved to, she had obviously done something terrible and so deserved to be punished. Her encounter with him last night came to mind and she withdrew her blade. Her one friend in the entire world, the only thing that could help her. Slowly she drew it across her skin, the inside of her left arm, tracing a pattern of pain from her shoulder down to her wrist. Pressing enough to draw blood, but avoiding all major veins. A small smile graced her lips as a few drops of her blood fell into the bath water. She revelled in the pain as a snake basks in the sunlight.
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