Harry Potter: Hermione’s Journey: Chaper 1 – Broken

“She doesn’t even care if I get a little rough”, said Harry.
“Yeah well that’s your story mate, Luna won’t even let me go downtown if u know what I’m saying.” Replied Ron.

Hermione quickly increased her walking pace to leave the boys to their silly conversation about sex and girls. Her usual reaction when they did this was to just listen and not make any comments. She thought it was quite rude of them to talk about sex at age 16, let alone do it in front of her. She was going to save herself for when she was married.

Happy that the day was over and it was now the weekend, Hermione was planning to go for a relaxing bath in the prefects’ bathroom and then turn in early.

Harry would obviously be in bed with Romilda and Ron trying to get in Luna’s pants that night, so Hermione would keep to herself.

She wondered why the school was so empty as she walked up to the prefects’ bathroom, usually there were teachers having hushed discussions or occasionally Draco Malfoy and his cronies would be skulking around.

As she reached the bathroom door, Hermione thought she heard a hushed up laugh. She turned her head but there was nobody there.

“Grapes”, Hermione whispered, and the portrait swung open and she entered the bathroom.

As Hermione walked in she heard the portrait faintly close shut. She then let her hair down, which had been tied in a tight bun.

The candles in the bathroom were magically lighting up one by one as Hermione set down her towel. She was just about to get undressed when she saw a bright red light in the mirror in the far corner of the room. Just as she was about to turn around the stunning spell hit Hermione squarely in the back and she fell to the floor in a dazed sort of way…

SMACK – a stinging pain on the back of her left thigh woke Hermione. She slowly opened her eyes and her vision became clear. As Hermione took in the scene she nearly pissed herself from shock.

Standing in front of her was Draco Malfoy, his sleek blond hair glimmering in the candle light. He had a smug grin on his face and his pointed nose was only a few centimeters away from Hermione’s own.

Hermione tried to move backwards away from Malfoy but then realized that she couldn’t – her arms were raised above her head and tied with thick black rope to a long metal bar that was attached to the ceiling, the ropes that tied her arms were quite short and this caused Hermione to constantly be standing on the very tips of her toes.
As she noticed this and looked down, she realized that she was completely naked except for a satin red g-string.

“What the fuck is going on here Malfoy!?” shouted Hermione.

“Shut up you mudblood whore!” said a deep grunting voice from behind her. Hermione turned her head and received another shock as she saw the smiling face of Crabbe come out from behind her – it was him that slapped her thigh.

Hermione felt very embarrassed amidst her fear to have Crabbe’s dark eyes staring greedily at her exposed backside. At that moment there was an outbreak of laughter and Hermione saw that there were even more people in the room.

Sitting on large piles of books to her right was Pansy Parkinson and three other slytherin girls Hermione did not know. To Hermione’s left sitting on a broad shelf was Terry Boot, Michael Corner and on the lap of Goyle – Luna Lovegood.

When Hermione saw Luna she creamed out “Luna! Help me please!”
Luna merely giggled and then started making out with Goyle.

What was going on? Why was she, Hermione, smartest girl in the sixth year tied up in a room with high mountains of old junk and with this unlikely group of people who were all acting strange.

Just when Hermione thought that she could not be more shocked, she saw the Weasly twins behind Malfoy. Fred or George turned his head and smiled at Hermione, he was naked and there was a red-haired girl on her hands and knees sucking his cock while Fred or George was pumping into her from the back. The girl lifted her head with a faint popping sound and Hermione screamed as she saw Ginny Weasly bent over like a cheap slut.

“Oh don’t be so surprised Hermione, you know I take cock however I can get it –“ said Ginny, but she could not finish her sentence because the twin in front of her grabbed her by the hair and shoved her face back down on his prick.

Hermione was horrified, this could not be happening… yes, that was it, she was dreaming.