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A few minutes later she felt herself trying to move, but she couldn't. She then heard a voice.
'Hermione!'
'Hermione!'
She slowly opened her eyes. She saw a blurred vision of five people. She focused in on them slowly. Lana, Draco, Pansy, Crabbe and Goyle. Her eyes widened when she saw Draco's arms tied above his head, attached to a steel hook low on the wall, he was still able to sit on the floor. His legs were bound by rope. Pansy sat atop them. Lana stood above Draco. She was tapping a wand rhytmically against the palm of her hand. Her eyes were filled with passion as she glared at Hermione.
'Draco!' Hermione cried. She was going to get up from her laying position and run over to him, but she was reminded she couldn't move. She looked around her and saw her hands were bound by rope, and being held tightly by Vincent Crabbe.
'Crabbe??' she asked confused. She then looked down and saw Gregory Goyle sitting at her feet. Her feet were not bound. She tried to move them, but she couldn't. 'They must have put a curse on my feet.' she thought. 'But why not bind them also?'
She saw a look of fear overcome Draco's face as Lana whispered something to him. She, too, suddenly became very frightened. She had never seen his face take that shape.
Lana walked over to Hermione and kneeled down to her.
'You took Draco from me. I want you to feel the pain, the humilation I was put through.' she sneered.
Pansy laughed.
'Draco...' Hermione called, 'What's going on?'
Draco was glaring at Goyle. 'Goyle, if you want to live...you let Hermione go...NOW.' he gritted though his teeth.
Goyle's face paled. He then looked over at Lana. She also scared him.
'C'mon, Goyle...' Draco coaxed, 'You don't want to do this. I know you don't want to do this to me.'
Goyle's face was afraid...but then it angered.
'You left us.' he spat.
Hermione then saw Goyle's hand move toward her. Her eyes widened with fear. His hand rested on her chest. Silent tears ran down the corners of her eyes.
His fingers grabbed the zipper on her sweatshirt and pulled down slowly. She was moving her upper body and trying to free her arms from Crabbe, but he was too strong. Her bra was shown. Both Crabbe and Goyle's eyes widened as they stared at her voluptuous breasts.
'STOP!' Draco cried, 'GODDAMNIT! STOP RIGHT NOW YOU FUCKERS!'
'Nicely put, Drakie.' Pansy smiled, 'Because that's exactly what they are about to do.'
Hermione suddenly looked at Draco in pain. Then her eyes went back to Goyle's.
She started to scream.
'NO!' she yelled, 'GET OFF OF ME!'
Goyle brushed his hand against the top of her breasts. Lana rolled her eyes and smacked in over the head with her wand.
'God damn, Goyle, contrary to what you may think, fucking isn't just touching her fucking breasts, now hurry and stick your shitty cock in her.'
'Lana, if you have one ounce of care for me in that fucked-up body of your's, you'll let Hermione go now.' Draco sneered.
Lana smiled and walked back over to him. She bent down, putting one of her knee's into Draco's groin. He winced at the immense pain.
'Oh, Draco...Draco...Draco...I do care for you, that's why I have to make you watch what a whore this filthy mudblood is, and show you she doesn't deserve you.'
Draco spit in her face. Her eyes widened, along with Pansy's. Lana lifted her hand and slapped Draco hard across the face. He took it like a man and didn't take his eyes off her. She glared into his angry fierce blue eyes.
'Fuck her.' she replied to Goyle, not taking her gaze from Draco.
'NOO!' Hermione screamed as Goyle ripped her sweats apart in one easy pull.
Draco yelled obscene curses at Goyle as he unzipped his pants.
Hermione was crying, she couldn't see, everything was a blur. She looked up into the shape that was Goyle.
'Please...' she begged softly, 'Please don't.'
He stared at the crying Hermione and suddenly felt a pit in his stomach. He got off her.
'WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!' Pansy and Lana yelled in sync.
'I can't.' Goyle said nervously, zipping his pants back up.
'WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN YOU CAN'T??' Lana demanded.
'I JUST CAN'T DO IT!' he yelled back.
He backed into a corner and sat.
'Crabbe, get on top of the mudblood...' Lana sighed angrily.
He just shook his head frightened.
'NO?' she asked outraged.
He shook his head again.
'GET ON HER NOW!' she yelled.
His eyes widened and he scooted down to Hermione's legs. He sat in between her legs.
Hermione looked at him pleadingly.
'Sorry.' he muttered.
He unzipped.
Hermione acted quickly, she pulled her bound arms fast infront of her, hands in a tight fist. She hit Crabbe in the chest and he fell backward cursing.
Lana and Pansy acted quickly, too. They both jumped up and Pansy sat on Hermione's hands, while Lana pounced on Hermione's stomach. Hermione suddenly couldn't breath evenly. The wind was knocked out of her.
'Bitch.' Crabbe muttered as he went to the corner with Goyle rubbing his chest.
'You flithy slut.' Lana spat in Hermione's face.
Lana looked back at Draco. He was attempting to free his legs, unsuccessfully. He then realized Lana was staring at him.
'How could you pick this bitch before me??' she asked him angrily. 'She's not pretty at all.'
'She's beautiful.' he sneered, 'More beautiful than you can even dream of being.'
She was filled with hatred. No one has ever said that to her. Lana Triton. No mudblood would be prettier than her.
'Is that so?' she asked.
She turned back to look down at Hermione. She took a deep breath and with all her might, rose her fist back and sent it flying into Hermione's face.
'HERMIONE!' Draco yelled.
Pansy's face created a shocked expression.
'Lana!!' Pansy cried.
Hermione started to cry. Blood poured out from her nose. It made a trail into her mouth. Hermione started to gag and choke from the hot liquid.
'PANSY!' Draco cried, PLEASE! She'll die!'
Pansy's face dropped. She looked down at Hermione. The noises she was making made her wince.
'Not so beautiful anymore IS SHE?!' Lana yelled.
'Lana...' Pansy muttered.
'Mudblood's face won't even be recognizable now Draco-baby!' Lana cried.
'Lana...' Pansy muttered again.
'WHAT?' Lana yelled turning toward Pansy.
'Get off of her.'
'What??'
'She's choking!' Pansy cried.
She panicked and let go of Hermione's hands. Her arms just dropped to the floor. Hermione kept coughing as blood drained into her mouth, it occasionally was spat up by Hermione coughing. Pansy backed away from Hermione.
'You're going to kill her!' Pansy cried at Lana.
Lana looked down at Hermione. Hermione's face was turning blue. Lana suddenly felt a pain in her stomach and she jumped of Hermione and watched in horror AS Hermione gagged.
'PLEASE!' Draco yelling, tears streaming down his face, 'PLEASE LET ME GO! SOMEONE HELP HER! LET ME GO SO I CAN HELP HER!!'
Crabbe and Goyle quickly got up and started to run over to Draco.
'Stay where you are.' Lana growled.
They stopped dead in their tracks.
'But, she'll die.' Goyle mumbled.
'If you let Draco go, he'll tell Dumbledore...' she snapped.
'I WON'T I PROMISE!' Draco cried, 'JUST LET ME HELP HERMIONE!'
'He lies.' Lana sneered.
Inside, Pansy was thinking about Draco. She kept putting herself in his position, and pictured that Hermione was him. She's die if she watched him die. She hated Hermione, but her love for Draco was stronger. She suddenly jumped up and ran over to Draco.
'NO!' Lana cried.
Pansy didn't stop or slow down. She grabbed a wand and cried, 'Diffindo' to Draco's ropes at his hands and feet.
As soon as he was free he ran over to Hermione.
'Vincent, Greg, hold Lana!' Draco yelled. Crabbe and Goyle's hearts seered. Their once great leader finally called them by their first names. They both quickly grabbed hold of Lana. She screamed profanities at every one in the room.
Draco lifted Hermione into a standing position and did the only thing he remembered Hermione telling him about Muggle remedies. The Heimlich Manuver. He didn't have his wand, he couldn't do much else at the moment.
Blood emitted from Hermione's mouth. Her gagging sounds increased, a good sign of life. After a few pumps into her torso, she was coughing.
Draco laid her on the bed gently, his tears falling to her face. He began to untie the ropes that bound her hands.
Pansy suddenly snapped out of her daze and used her wand to stop the immovable spell on Hermione's feet.
Hermione's eyes were foggy and weren't really focusing on anything. She didn't speak. She just coughed. Blood was still seeping from her nostrils. Color slowly started to come back to Hermione’s face.
'Pansy, please go get Pomfrey.' Draco begged, barely audible.
She nodded and ran out of the room.
Lana still screamed.
Crabbe put a silencing spell on her and then Goyle said 'Stupefy.' Lana was stunned and fell from their arms.
'Could you guys go out into the common room to make sure the students to come in here?' Draco asked, still barely able to talk.
They both nodded and left the room.
Draco looked down at Hermione. Her face was cut and her nose, most likely broken. He ran to the bathroom and wet a wash towel. He lifted Hermione's head and let the blood run into the cold towel. She still was just staring off.
'Oh, Hermione...' he whispered.
Her eyes began to move, her pupils decreased. She moved them to Draco's face. Tears then fell from them.
He tried to smile, but he failed, instead more tears fell. His free hand caressed the side of her face.
He then zipped her sweatshirt up and pulled his bedsheet around her bare legs. Her shredded pants lay on the floor.
'I'm sorry.' he said softly.
She tried to talk, but it was too dry. Dry with blood.
Then Pomfrey ran in with a crying Pansy.
'Oh my god...' she sighed.
Dumbledore and Snape were not far behind.
Snape turned to Pansy.
'How did this happen??' he demanded.
Pansy couldn't respond. Her crying overtook her body.
Dumbledore walked over to the shaking Hermione. He picked her up.
'Follow us to the hospital ward, young Malfoy.' Dumbledore spoke.
They walked through the Slytherin common room. Silence overcame them as they watched. Pomfrey ran out, followed by Snape, then Dumbledore carrying the bleeding Hermione, and on his tail was a distressed and crying Draco Malfoy. It was a sight.
The students then turned to Crabbe and Goyle for answers. They decided the nervous-breakdown Pansy wouldn't be any help.
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Hermione was placed on one of the beds.
Pomfrey grabbed a wand and pointed it to Hermione's nose.
'Occitan.' she said.
She then grabbed a bottle of skeleton grow from her large cupboards.
'Drink.' she said handing it to Hermione.
Hermione took it and drank it reluctantly. She almost threw-up from the putrid taste.
McGonagall then entered the room.
'What has happened??' she asked.
'We're still trying to figure that out.' Snape scoffed.
'Mr. Malfoy, can you tell us?' McGonagall asked.
He nodded, but no words came from his mouth. He just stared at Hermione as Pomfrey lectured her about the taste. The attempt of the rape kept going through his mind. Then the punch from Lana repeated in his mind over and over.
'She's lost a lot of blood. I'll need to have to insert more blood into her through IV's before she loses more. It's a wonder she hasn't passed out yet!' Pomfrey cried running about, attaching tubes to machines.
A half hour passed. An IV was in Hermione, pumping blood into her slowly. Draco sat next to Hermione, holding her hand.
The teachers tried to ask them both what happened, but neither would speak. Not a word. They didn't speak to each other, they didn't speak to the teachers. They just looked at each other.
'Perhaps, we should interrogate the students that were in the common room. We should ask Miss Parkinson. Maybe she's done crying now.' Dumbledore suggested.
The teachers nodded and followed Dumbledore out of the room.
'That skeleton grow potion works over night, Miss Granger. It's going to hurt. Your face will feel as if it's tightening.'
Hermione nodded, but said nothing.
Madame Pomfrey left the room.
'Why did that happen?' Hermione asked Draco softly. 'Why did they do it?'
'I don't know.' he said as he stared at her.
She turned her face from him.
'Don't look at me, Draco. I must be so ugly.'
He sat up on the bed close to her.
'No...' he said shaking his head smiling, 'You are so beautiful.'
Hermione laid back on her pillow. Draco laid on the small bed with her, his head on her soft chest.
Hermione moved her fingers softly through his hair.
He laid there, listening to the steady beat of her heart. He was never so thankful to hear a heart beat so evenly.
They both quickly fell asleep in each other's arms.
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