Title: Trust and Betrayal
Author: Michelle
Rating: PG-13 (higher rating for abuse)
Disclaimer: I do not own anything except the plot. All characters are from the mind of JK Rowling. No money is being made from this and no copyright infringement is intended.
Summary: Harry's sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry will be one of trust and betrayal. Who should he trust? Who will betray him? Doing the easy thing and doing the right thing aren't as easy to choose between as one might think.
Chapter Three
Harry awoke back in Hermione's bedroom. Suddenly aware that he was lying in Hermione's bed he tried to sit up. `What's going on?' Harry thought trying to sit up again. He found that he couldn't. `Maybe it's just my muscles tensing up again.' Harry thought. He tried to open his eyes. He had absolutely no control of his body. It's like when your arm falls asleep and you can't move it no matter what. He tried to open his eyes or mouth but he couldn't. He felt someone sit down on the bed beside him.
"Snape - that horrible, slimy git!" Harry heard Hermione say to herself. "What the hell did he do to you, Harry?" She asked him but didn't expect him to reply. "What did he give you?" She asked him but still didn't expect him to reply. "Dumbledore will know about this. Why did I ever trust that…that…" Hermione trailed off.
`What? Snape was here? Why can't I move? Snape gave me something? Is that why I can't move?' A hundred thoughts raced through his head. He was brought back to reality when he heard a door slam downstairs. Harry felt Hermione get up off of the bed.
Harry opened one eye. `What? I didn't do that!' Harry thought frantically. `What is going on?' Harry thought. "I thought they'd never leave." Harry felt the words leave his mouth. `I didn't say that!' He thought. `Oh, no.' He saw Hermione turn around.
"Harry! You're okay!" She yelled running over to him and enveloping him in a huge hug. He pushed her off of him and she fell to the floor. Hermione scrambled up and looked at him clearly confused. Harry was panicking.
`What is doing this? This isn't me!' He thought. Then it hit him. `Snape.' He thought angrily. Hermione was looking at him shocked. She stood on guard for a moment. Harry smiled evilly at her.
"Harry?" Hermione said her voice shaking. "Harry, what's going on? Are you okay?" She asked. She looked scared.
`She's scared of me.' Harry thought sadly. `Hermione is scared of me.'
"Nothing's going on. I'm wonderful. In fact…" Harry felt his lips move as he trailed off. He whipped out his wand and pointed it at Hermione. Harry felt himself walk up to Hermione. Hermione looked scared. Really scared. He grabbed her wrists and slammed her against the wall. He had her wrists pinned up against the wall above her head. Hermione winced.
"Harry? What…" She looked at him nervously. "What's going on?" her eyes pleaded for him to explain to her.
Harry replied by pushing her harder into the wall and gripping her wrists harder making large bruises. Hermione was whimpering. Harry was breaking down inside. He leaned in and roughly kissed her. Harry stopped thinking.
There was a moment where Hermione was almost in shock but it quickly ended when he tasted blood. Hermione had bit down on his lip. He leaned in closer to her and pressed his body up against hers. "Don't tell me you've never thought about it…'Mione." He said whispering into her ear. Hermione's eyes widened. He still had her against the wall. He started to move his hand up her shirt. Hermione turned her head away from him hiding the shame on her face. "Don't like that, Mudblood?" Harry felt himself speak the words he thought would never come out of his mouth.
Hermione gasped and a muffled cry could be heard coming from her. She tried to move away from him but he was too strong.
`Hermione, no, I don't mean it! Do something. I don't mind. Get yourself away…I don't want to hurt you…' Harry tried desperately to contact her. Her eyes were red and blotchy when she turned to face him with an angry look on her face.
"No? Well, he could do better anyway." Harry grinned evilly. `Oh, God, oh ,no. Hermione, no. Don't cry. I don't mean it.' Harry thought praying to God he - whatever was controlling him wouldn't hurt her. He backed away a bit but still blocked the path to the door.
Hermione had tears streaming down her saddened yet determined face. "Harry, this isn't you. Whatever is bothering you; I - we can help." Hermione said trying to calm him down. "I want to help. We can get Lupin and Dumbledore. They can help you. Harry, why are you acting like this?" She asked desperately as she was backed into the corner.
"Stupid girl. You're boyfriend isn't here anymore." Harry felt himself burn with rage. There was nothing he could do.
Hermione pulled out her wand. "What - Who are you? What are you?' She asked. When he didn't answer she continued. "Whatever you are. What do you want?" Hermione said edging towards the door. Her cheeks were still tear-stained. "What did you do with Harry?" She asked advancing on him.
"Oh - Your precious Harry is here. He's just…incapable of pretty much everything right now." He said taking a deep breath and stretching. "As for what I want. There are a lot of things I want…" He trailed off. "Oh, I wanted a nice family. Maybe a house and white picket fence outside. No one wanted me… But enough of that… Let's start with ridding the world of filthy little mudbloods like you." He said his eyes now locked on Hermione. Inside Harry flinched. `Oh, God. What am - what is he going to do to her?' Harry thought frantically trying very hard to bring himself to the surface.
Harry felt himself point his wand at Hermione who was, again, backed into the corner. `Oh, God, no. I'll do anything. Stop!' Harry shouted inside. "Avada Ke- " Harry screamed and fell to the floor. He was breathing heavily, drained completely of magic and strength. He lay there for what felt like an eternity before he slowly sat up and rested on his elbows. "Oh, God, `Mione"' Harry said not able to look at her. "Oh, God."
Harry looked up at her. She was still in the corner. There was blood on her chin and she was still shaking. No one spoke. Hermione eyed the door. Harry started to get up and Hermione stepped back towards the wall again.
"Hermione - it's me." Harry said standing up. He tried to move closer to her but she pulled out her wand and pointed it at him. "Don't you dare come near me." She said narrowing her eyes. He didn't move closer to her but simply moved out of her way. Hermione gave one fleeting look before running out the door leaving Harry standing alone in her room.
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