The teen just closes her eyes and tries to disassociate from the present, hoping it’ll end soon. Finally, Hermione hears Umbridge come to her release as she thrusts into her body one last time, lying on top of Hermione and breathing heavily. Finally learning that protesting makes things worse, Hermione has no choice but to nod and say, “Yes, Professor.”
“You may get dressed,” Umbridge commands as she sits at her desk. Her situation only becomes obvious when the meal comes to a close and she is summoned to the front of the room at the same time as the rest of the teachers and the students fourth year and below are asked to leave. “Professor, may I please come?” she pleads in as quiet a voice as she can, while still ensuring that her request was heard. Umbridge, not looking up from the assignments she’s grading, holds out a hand. In the hopes of alleviating the pain as much as possible, Hermione rushes through the lines as fast as she can, but with each new repetition of
