A/N: This is a story I've been working on in Dutch for quite a while now. It's 125 pages at this moment and I'm still writing it. As of last I started to think about translating it into English so it may get a bigger audience. I totally ignored the book six and seven, since I don't really like the entire war. I do make some faint references to the war and Voldemort being defeated however. Also, in the beginning of this story I make a couple of time jumps. Bare with me, once I have that solid base the story really takes off. I don't use a lot of magic in my stories, if you think it would be boring, please don't read. I only use magic when necessary.
Summary: I was rape. I'm pretty sure of it. Yes, all those years later I'm actually confused by my own memories, feelings and reactions. When his hand are moving all over my body, I forget about my job, my past and even my son… I don't know if this is what I want, need or desire but I can't run anywhere. He will find me now that the secret is out.
The Serpents Kiss
Chapter 1; Studying.
The sun was barely finding its way through the dirty windows of the library but was producing enough light for everyone to see little particles of dust flouting around. Normally the musky scent of old book was enough to make students leave the library but at this time it was abnormally busy in the library. Madame Pince was watching everyone like a hawk. Her glasses were balancing on the very tip of her nose and her lips were pursed so tightly that they were barely visible. It was very clear that she wasn't amused by the horde of students, even though she realized fully that they needed to study for their exams. At the very moment she could do nothing but except the crowd into her domain.
Everywhere in the library there were groups of students whispering behind their books, whom seemed to be plucked out of the shelves without thinking about it. In the far back of the library was a girl. Books seemed to be stacked around her like a fort, in a desperate attempt to block out the boys on the other side of the table.
A long braid slit over her shoulder as she bend over to turn a page. She sighed and crossed her legs. Her grey eyes were staring at the book, yet a frown had formed on her as the boys started snickering again. She had asked them to keep quiet a couple of times, but it had only resulted into them making mocking remarks regarding her person. Annoying Slytherins.
"Say Clear, there aren't any potions in that book to make you look any pretties." A voice rang through the small, secluded room and again the boys started laughing. The girl bare responded to the remark and only muttered: "What a shame, I really wanted to fix that terrible face of yours."
She had expected that her words wouldn't be audible but it turned very silent. Oh sure! The girl thought cynically. Bibi Clear, problem magnet has done it again. Why was it so complicated to just avoid these situations? Or at least keep her mouth shut? As a Ravenclaw she should know better. But no, she always had to have the last word.
Bibi half expected one of the boys to make a snarky remark, or that they would try to hex her. But that didn't happen. She sighed and turned another page as she glanced at her watch. Just a moment and then she would have to attend her next class but she wanted to finish this chapter and really hoped that the boys would remain silent.
As she turned her full attention back to her Potions book however, the boy she had spoken to seemed to realize that he in fact was not a fish. He took a deep breath, so that he would have enough fuel to launch a counterattack. Bibi made a few notes on a piece of parchment. She really didn't have the time to deal with those arrogant sons of bitches, but they of course didn't realize that at all. Why wasn't that surprising at all?
"How dare you speak back to me? Don't you have a brain at all? Stupid Ravenclaw!" Draco Malfoy, the uncrowned King of Slytherin asked. Within two paces he stood right next to Bibi and leaned over the girl as he looked at her, sneering. The blonde Ravenclaw looked back up at him, no emotion whatsoever on her face and slowly counted to ten. Her jaws remained clenched shut but that didn't seem to be received very well by the boy also. His upper lip curled upwards and his eyes narrowed dangerously but his arms remained calmly to his sides.
"Do you really believe that by learning and studying you will ever be as good as us?"He asked mockingly and a muscle under Bibi's eye started trembling. She was so angry! Of course the Slytherin noticed the immediately and he slowly crossed his arms as an arrogant smirk appeared on his face. Bibi understood that more insults would follow and continued to count to a hundred. This guy really didn't know when to shut up!
"You will always remain what you are Clear. Je aren't good enough to polish our boots. You are and always will be a foul, dirty mud…" The words were cut short just as Draco started to state profanities. Bibi had taken a thick dictionary and threw it straight into the face of the boy. He cried out in pain and covered his nose with his hands as Bibi shoved her books and things into her bag and hung it over her shoulder.
"If I were you, I would look up the meaning of the word you were about to say. Perhaps you would think twice before uttering such profanities," she hissed as she marched passed them.
"Ah bitch! You broke my nose!" Draco Malfoy moaned as Bibi passed Crabbe, Goyle and Zambini. For a moment she stood still and looked around at the Slytherin she hated so much. He had just taken his blood covered hand of his nose and the blonde girl looked at his face. His nose was straight as it had ever been and clearly wasn't broken. Draco Malfoy had always been such a baby and because of that she said frostily: "That would be a huge improvement." And walked away, her shoes making an angry sound on the floor. Perhaps he had learned his lesson now.
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"What did you do this time Mister Malfoy?" The stern voice of Madame Pomfrey sounded through the infirmary. She was looking at the blonde boy in front of her, her hands firmly planted on her hips. He was looking royally pissed as he pressed a spotted handkerchief to his nose.
"I didn't do anything! Some barracuda from Ravenclaw through a book in my face!" The boy growled as the elder woman took the handkerchief from his nose and took a better look at the injured body part.
"I believe it very unlikely that someone from the proud house of Ravenclaw would throw a book at you without a good reason," the woman answered at calm tone as she carefully touched the bloody nose. Draco hissed and leaned backwards to keep his face out of the Mediwitch's reach. He grunted something that wasn't worth repeating and sarcastically said: "You should know as no other that some people are just plain sadistic by nature."
Poppy Pomfrey refused to answer to that insinuation, the boy just didn't know any better. His nose wasn't broken, there was a little tear in the bone but nothing serious. It was painful, but not broken. Of course she could fix it with one wave of her wand, but that could result in a little bump on his nose. With one as fain as Draco Malfoy, that just wouldn't do. He would go straight through the roof. So he would have to do with a splint for about four weeks. Just a she opened her mouth to give Draco the bad news, there was a knock on the door.
"Madame Pomfrey? I have the Potions that you've asked Professor Snape for. We just finished making them. It's taking a lot longer due to the pressure of the finals," a girl said softly and Poppy could hear how she closed the door behind her.
"Just a moment Miss Clear, I will be right with you. I just need to put a splint on Mister Malfoy's nose."
"You are going to do what?!" Draco hooted and he could see a grin appear on Bibi's face as he looked over Madame Pomfrey' shoulder.
"Can't you fix it with magic?" He asked bewildered and Bibi would almost feel sorry for him. Almost.
"Sure I can fix it with magic Mister Malfoy but seeing as there would be a bump on your nose afterwards, I thought you would prefer a splint. You will need to wear it for about four weeks. Come back in two weeks for a checkup and I really advise you to stay away from that very dangerous Ravenclaw."
A small smile appeared on the elder woman's face as she spoke and Draco crossed his arms.
"That is going to be very difficult. She' standing right here in the infirmary," he muttered as the Mediwitch found the splint in a drawer and he could see her eyes grow big. She obviously hadn't expect him to rat her out, how naive of her.
Madame Pomfrey had not seen that one coming either. She didn't seem to think the blonde teenager able to do such a thing, because she whisked around in a swirl of robed to look at the Ravenclaw. The plastic splint was still in her hands as she looked at Bibi, searching for the truth.
"Did you really do that Miss Clear?" She asked, clearly shocked and Bibi looked down.
"Yes Madame Pomfrey, I did hit Mister Malfoy in the face with a book," she started, seemingly not able to look at the Mediwitch. Draco looked at the elder woman with a look of triumph and by doing that he totally missed the daring look that had appeared on Bibi's face. "Right before Professor Snape and I danced the Tango during Potions class."
There was a silence in the infirmary. A silence in which Poppy Pomfrey was fighting not to burst out in laughter and Draco was looking at the girl with his mouth open. For a moment he could clearly picture the head of his house dancing with the seventh year student. The next moment however, it occurred to him that she was bluntly lying to someone employed by the school, and that person could laugh about it!
"You little liar!" Draco hissed, venom very obvious in his tone and sprayed blood all over the floor in front of him. Bibi didn't seem to be impressed in the least en merely crossed her arms as she looked at the Slytherin.
"It's obvious that at least one of us is lying." She said calmly, like she didn't have a think to worry about and clearly forgot to mention who of them was lying.
"Mister Malfoy, as I told you before, it seems very unlikely to me that a Ravenclaw would throw a book in your face and this particular Ravenclaw would do no such thing."Madame Pomfrey said with a small gesture of the hand in Bibi's direction when she was sure that she wouldn't burst out in laughter.
"Miss Clear has been my student for quite a while now so that she may enter the shortened training for Healers. In this business we don't harm people and Bibi fully realizes that." She said it at a very calm tone as she cleaned Draco's nosed and preformed a spell to stop the bleeding. After that she started to put the splint on the boy's nose and kept elaborating.
"Of course Professor Snape is totally aware of this ambition and seeing as a Healer needs to know far more than a Mediwich, he has agreed to learn Bibi how she can brew certain medical potions. By learning and studying one can only improve one's qualities, even more then some people believe Mister Malfoy. Hogwarts tries to give everyone the best opportunities they can possibly offer, just not everyone grabs that opportunity."
Behind Madame Pomfrey's back Bibi stuck out her tongue at Draco and turned her back to him to start putting away the Potions. One day he would start to realize in which matter society really functioned but Bibi realized that this probably wasn't the last time that someone would throw the truth in his face…
