Please just don't play with me My paper heart will bleed
This wait for destiny won't do
Be with me please I beseech you
Simple things, that make you run a-way
Catch you if I can
Tears fall, down your face
The taste, is something new
Something that I know
Moving on is, easiest when I am around you.
-All American Rejects "My Paper Heart"
(A/N) By the way..... I'm going to put a little bit of a song in the beginning of every chapter on here..... ok now to the story.....
Lightening illuminated the starless sky, as the thunder following it broke the silence. Hermione shivered, it was her first night back at Hogwarts, and her last year. No one was surprised that she'd made head girl, along with Harry as head boy.
"'Mione?" Harry broke into her thoughts.
"Hm? Oh sorry, just thinking," Hermione looked down at her watch and noticed it wasn't ticking, "What time is it? My watch isn't working," Harry looked down at his own watch, which he had received as a birthday present from Ginny and Ron.
"11:45, why? Are you tired?"
"Not really, but we do have to start classes tomorrow so I suggest we get some sleep,"
Harry frowned hearing this, he had insisted that they'd stay up really late and talk. That request had sort of made Hermione curious, because they had never stayed up on the first day back and talked.
"Oh, ok. G'night then," Harry got up off the couch in their mini common room and made his way to their rooms.
Hermione stayed curled up on the extremely comfortable, red couch. She didn't feel like getting up and walking to her new room, she'd just sleep on the couch; after all she did have a blanket and pillow. Everything in the common room was decorated for a Gryffindor. Two red couches with gold colored pillows, the table was reddish-brown with four matching chairs, the carpet was red, the walls were gold, and they even had a gold and red fireplace.
Why couldn't she of had this sort of luxury in the past six years? Frowning, Hermione brought the golden blanket up to her neck and closed her eyes, wanting sleep more than anything.
Six hours later Hermione was being waken up by someone.
"Harry, go back to bed I'm trying to sleep......"
"You wish it were Harry," a boy replied back.
"What the..... Ron?" Hermione opened her eyes. Her and Ron had gone out at the beginning of sixth year but Ron had broken up with her on the last day because he found out there was another guy.
"If you scream, I'll kill you. I'm not joking," Ron ripped her shirt off, and started kissing her all over.
"Ron please, stop! Stop! Don't do this!" Hermione pleaded but didn't scream, she had deeply taken in Ron's death threat.
"Give me one good reason why? You should be used to sex by now babe, after you fucked Justin," Ron ripped her shorts off and tried to take off her underwear.
"Why cant you just fricken move on? Are you so damn pathetic that you have to rape me to get revenge? And I was *going* to break up with you to go out with Justin but you were at Hogsmead!"
Hermione really was going to break up with Ron for Justin Finch- Fletchey, but Justin wanted to make love *right then* and told her that Ron wouldn't find out and she could break up with him once he got back from his trip to Hogsmead. Hermione agreed, but Ron came back early from his trip, and walked right in on them.
"Don't ever call me pathetic!" Ron glared at her.
"Well you're as pathetic as they get, Ron. You're so pathetic that-" Hermione couldn't finish her sentence, Ron slapped her as hard as he could.
"I TOLD you not to call me pathetic! Anything else you wish to say before I start?" Hermione brought her hand to her cheek as her eyes watered, but didn't say anything, "Guess not,"
Ron took off her bra and she was fully naked, she needed to find a way to make him stop, but she couldn't physically do anything because he was much stronger than her.
"Ron, I'm begging you, don't do this," Hermione desperately pleaded.
Ron smirked, enjoying her panic. He inserted himself in her, but was disappointed that she didn't wince or anything. *Oh yeah, that's right. She's already done this before because she's a fucking whore*. But the whole point of this was that she would feel pain, as much pain as he'd felt when he found her and Justin.
He started going faster and harder, which didn't much do anything but increase pleasure for Hermione, who wasn't one of those girls that sex hurts for them the first few times.
"You know this doesn't hurt, right?" Hermione wanted him to give up, but she knew he wouldn't. Ron let out an angry groan and started going as hard as he could. He finally got the reaction he wanted, Hermione shut her eyes real tight and gripped onto the couch to try and stop the pain.
"Now what were you saying?" Ron smirked as Hermione gripped the couch harder.
Qod: how was that? Btw. qod stands for queenofthedark. Which is me :D ok, review please, constructive criticism allowed, plz no flames!
This wait for destiny won't do
Be with me please I beseech you
Simple things, that make you run a-way
Catch you if I can
Tears fall, down your face
The taste, is something new
Something that I know
Moving on is, easiest when I am around you.
-All American Rejects "My Paper Heart"
(A/N) By the way..... I'm going to put a little bit of a song in the beginning of every chapter on here..... ok now to the story.....
Lightening illuminated the starless sky, as the thunder following it broke the silence. Hermione shivered, it was her first night back at Hogwarts, and her last year. No one was surprised that she'd made head girl, along with Harry as head boy.
"'Mione?" Harry broke into her thoughts.
"Hm? Oh sorry, just thinking," Hermione looked down at her watch and noticed it wasn't ticking, "What time is it? My watch isn't working," Harry looked down at his own watch, which he had received as a birthday present from Ginny and Ron.
"11:45, why? Are you tired?"
"Not really, but we do have to start classes tomorrow so I suggest we get some sleep,"
Harry frowned hearing this, he had insisted that they'd stay up really late and talk. That request had sort of made Hermione curious, because they had never stayed up on the first day back and talked.
"Oh, ok. G'night then," Harry got up off the couch in their mini common room and made his way to their rooms.
Hermione stayed curled up on the extremely comfortable, red couch. She didn't feel like getting up and walking to her new room, she'd just sleep on the couch; after all she did have a blanket and pillow. Everything in the common room was decorated for a Gryffindor. Two red couches with gold colored pillows, the table was reddish-brown with four matching chairs, the carpet was red, the walls were gold, and they even had a gold and red fireplace.
Why couldn't she of had this sort of luxury in the past six years? Frowning, Hermione brought the golden blanket up to her neck and closed her eyes, wanting sleep more than anything.
Six hours later Hermione was being waken up by someone.
"Harry, go back to bed I'm trying to sleep......"
"You wish it were Harry," a boy replied back.
"What the..... Ron?" Hermione opened her eyes. Her and Ron had gone out at the beginning of sixth year but Ron had broken up with her on the last day because he found out there was another guy.
"If you scream, I'll kill you. I'm not joking," Ron ripped her shirt off, and started kissing her all over.
"Ron please, stop! Stop! Don't do this!" Hermione pleaded but didn't scream, she had deeply taken in Ron's death threat.
"Give me one good reason why? You should be used to sex by now babe, after you fucked Justin," Ron ripped her shorts off and tried to take off her underwear.
"Why cant you just fricken move on? Are you so damn pathetic that you have to rape me to get revenge? And I was *going* to break up with you to go out with Justin but you were at Hogsmead!"
Hermione really was going to break up with Ron for Justin Finch- Fletchey, but Justin wanted to make love *right then* and told her that Ron wouldn't find out and she could break up with him once he got back from his trip to Hogsmead. Hermione agreed, but Ron came back early from his trip, and walked right in on them.
"Don't ever call me pathetic!" Ron glared at her.
"Well you're as pathetic as they get, Ron. You're so pathetic that-" Hermione couldn't finish her sentence, Ron slapped her as hard as he could.
"I TOLD you not to call me pathetic! Anything else you wish to say before I start?" Hermione brought her hand to her cheek as her eyes watered, but didn't say anything, "Guess not,"
Ron took off her bra and she was fully naked, she needed to find a way to make him stop, but she couldn't physically do anything because he was much stronger than her.
"Ron, I'm begging you, don't do this," Hermione desperately pleaded.
Ron smirked, enjoying her panic. He inserted himself in her, but was disappointed that she didn't wince or anything. *Oh yeah, that's right. She's already done this before because she's a fucking whore*. But the whole point of this was that she would feel pain, as much pain as he'd felt when he found her and Justin.
He started going faster and harder, which didn't much do anything but increase pleasure for Hermione, who wasn't one of those girls that sex hurts for them the first few times.
"You know this doesn't hurt, right?" Hermione wanted him to give up, but she knew he wouldn't. Ron let out an angry groan and started going as hard as he could. He finally got the reaction he wanted, Hermione shut her eyes real tight and gripped onto the couch to try and stop the pain.
"Now what were you saying?" Ron smirked as Hermione gripped the couch harder.
Qod: how was that? Btw. qod stands for queenofthedark. Which is me :D ok, review please, constructive criticism allowed, plz no flames!