Chapter One

Ginny moaned as Harry bit into the flesh of her shoulder; digging her nails into his back. He moved higher to her neck and kissed lightly. There was a knock on the door, "Don't you dare answer it." Ginny gasped, pulling him back down to her. The knocking continued getting louder and Ginny grumbled, "What the bloody hell? Fine, go answer it."

"I'll just be a second." Harry promised, kissing her lips and throwing on a pair of pajama bottoms from the floor. It was Christmas break and Ginny and Harry had slipped away to be alone at number twelve Grimmauld Place.

The knocking got louder; Harry knew it was someone who knew the secret location, someone from the Order that knew he was there. That worried him more than anything seeing as most of the Order were Weasley's. He swung open the door and the portrait of Mistress Black started to scream.

Ron barged into the door and started to scream over her, "WHERE IS SHE?! WHAT THE BLOODY HELL HAVE YOU BEEN DOING?!"

"FILTH, BLOOD TRAITORS!!"

"GINNY GET DOWN HERE NOW!!" Ron screamed up the stairs.

"--MY HOUSE!!"

Harry pointed his wand to the portrait and closed the magical curtains. "Ron what's going on?"

"You and my sister are shacking up here aren't you? Look at you, half naked. GINNY!!"

Ginny came running downstairs in one of Harry's t-shirts, "Ron how did you know I was here?"

"Well you weren't at home and you weren't at Hogwarts… It was pretty obvious now wasn't it?"

"Ron we are both adults—"

"No you're not! Ginny is only sixteen."

"Nothing happened."

"Yet." Ron grabbed Ginny's arm, "Let's go get your things Ginny."

"Do Mum and Dad know?"

"No. They just think I'm coming to get you from school because you changed your mind. Now get dressed get your things and let's Apparate back to the Burrow," He looked at Harry, "Alone."

"Ron you are blowing things out of proportion."

"And I suppose I am imagining my sister's teeth marks all over your chest? And bruises on her thighs from Merlin only knows what."

"Your sister and I are in love…. And yes we were in my bed when you came, and yes these are her teeth marks but we haven't had sex and we won't until marriage."

"Marriage?"

Ginny jerked her arm out of Ron's grasp, putting her left hand in his face where a large diamond ring shined, "Yes marriage, and these bruises are from Quidditch practice you bloody git."

"We're going to be married after she is finished with school."

Ron shook his head, suddenly looking very tired, "I'm sorry… I like to overreact sometimes."

"We've noticed." Harry and Ginny said in unison.

"But I still don't like the fact you lied to the family Ginny, and that you were being physical. Even if you are engaged."

"Would you like to spend the night Ron?"

"Can I use your fireplace?"

"Sure."

Ron used the Floo Network to send a message to his parents that they were all at Grimmauld Place and would come to the Burrow in the morning.

When they arrived back at the Burrow Ginny and Harry announced their engagement. Ron chose not tell their parents what he really walked in on at Harry's house.

On Christmas morning Harry and Ron woke up to the smell of a wondrous breakfast at work. They ran downstairs together, ready for the day's festivities. Harry had gotten Ginny a ruby and gold necklace and Ron a new chess set. He himself had received socks, a sweater, from Ron a book on famous Quidditch players, and from Ginny a gold watch, "It's a family heirloom." She blushed, realizing how dingy it looked.

"It's brilliant." Harry kissed Ginny on the cheek.

They spent the rest of the day listening to a Christmas special on Mrs. Weasley's favorite radio station. Dinner was a feast as it always was at the Weasley's home.

Afterward, Harry and Ginny snuck off to the garden to be alone. They lay in the bed of flowers entwined in each other looking at the stars. Harry looked down at Ginny, the rise and fall of her chest as she breathed in sync with him, the necklace he had got her gleaming in the moonlight. Her flowery sent wafting up to tantalize his nostrils. He kissed the top of her head.

She looked up smiling. "What was that for?"

"Forever." Harry whispered, tightening the embrace. They drifted to sleep together right there keeping each other warm.

Ron, Harry and Ginny had returned back to school. Ron had a tendency to disappear for long periods of time, but Ginny and Harry were so absorbed in each other they never noticed. Nor did they notice the increasing absence of Hermione. Until one night when the group was doing homework and Harry was having difficulties on one of his essays.

"Where's Hermione Ron?"

"How should I know?" Ron answered irritably.

"Well seeing as you—"

"Hermione and I are just friends." Ron packed up his things and sulked away.

"Do you think they had a row?" Harry asked.

"Well it's quite obvious they have. I wonder where she is. I didn't see her go up to the dorms today." Ginny stood up and looked toward the passageway. "I'm going to go look for her."

"Be careful."

"Mhm." Ginny kissed Harry on the cheek and left, starting toward the library as that was the obvious place to look first. She wasn't in there. Ginny wandered the halls thinking of places for Hermione to go when she suddenly got the eerie feeling she was being followed. She stopped, "Who's there?" She called out. There was no answer. She looked up to see if it was Peeves playing a joke. There was nothing there, she looked behind her. There was a shadow. "Who's there?" She called out again.

The shadow started to move toward her, and finally he came into the light. It was Draco Malfoy. "M-Malfoy… what do you want?" Ginny mumbled nervously.

Malfoy continued to come closer, stopping inches from Ginny, "You." He said simply, pushing her against the wall. He grabbed her hands and held them above her head, biting down on her neck. She let out a scream. He took out his wand and silenced her. Pinning her again, kissing her. Her face showed disgust and as much as she screamed no sound came out. His hand slid up her shirt touching her flesh. Ginny could feel it crawling under his fingers. She felt sick to her stomach, wanting nothing more than to puke all over his smug little face she struggled with him, trying to push him away, it was no use.

He ripped her skirt off, pushing her to the floor; she started to silently weep, shaking violently from the nausea of his touch and the desperate desire to scream out. For someone to find them, anyone.

When he finally climaxed Ginny cringed, her body had done that to him. He got up "I beat him didn't I?" He laughed and walked away. Ginny lay there for what felt like hours, finally able to cry as hard as she could. Hiccupping she got up, making her way back to the common room limping.

When she entered the common room all was quiet. Everyone had gone to bed. She felt angry. Angry that no one was there to help her, angry that this had happened to her. Why her? Malfoy had said he beat him, beat Harry? Beat Harry at being with her, but why would Malfoy care if he beat Harry?

She went and took a shower, trying to scrub him away. But she could still feel him; his touch, his kiss. She scrubbed her skin raw and bleeding. When she had cleaned her self as much as she could she walked up to the boy's dormitory, knocking gently on Harry and Ron's door. Harry answered, "Ginny what's wrong? Where'd you go?"

Ginny was crying, "I…I went to go look for Hermione…"

"What happened Hon?" Ginny collapsed into Harry's arms shaking violently, "RON!! Ron go get Madam Pomfrey." Harry looked down; there was a dark stain on Ginny's pajama pants.

Ron woke up with a jolt, "What's going on?"

"I don't know something is wrong with Ginny, she's bleeding. Please go get Madam Pomfrey!!"

Ginny was lying in a hospital wing bed, asleep. She had passed out by the time Madam Pomfrey and Ron had returned. "What happened to her Harry?" Ron was crying and holding her hand.

"I don't know… I don't know." That's all Harry had been able to say when they asked what happened. What had happened? What was wrong? The love of his life was sick and he couldn't help, he felt dumb, useless, and most of all lost. What if she died? He couldn't… wouldn't live without her.

She started to move, fluttering her eyes, Ron jumped up, "Ginny?"

"No… Don't…" She mumbled, twisting away from Ron's touch kicking and shaking.

"Madam Pomfrey!!" Harry called, unable to do anything else. Madam Pomfrey came rushing in, she tilted another sleeping drought down Ginny's throat and Ginny instantly relaxed, falling asleep again.

"What could have possibly happened to her?" Ron cried.

Just then Hermione came bursting through the Hospital Wing doors, "Harry, Ron I am so sorry!!" She cried, hugging them both, "It's all my fault… she was looking for me."

"You know what happened?" Harry asked shocked.

"…Well… You don't?"

"No!! Hermione please tell me!!"

"Well… I don't know if it's true but there is a rumor going around that Malfoy… that he… Well, raped Ginny."

"What?!" Both Harry and Ron stood up.

"But it can't be true… the professors would have done something about it by now."

"Oh it's true." Madam Pomfrey interjected, "She has bruises everywhere, a heavy discharge, and when you first came in she was bleeding pretty badly. She definitely had sex. I can't quite tell if it was consensual or not because she was a virgin and there is always a lot of tearing the first time."

"Well it can't be consensual, we didn't have sex!" Harry exclaimed.

"We'll get professor Snape to perform legillimens. Hermione will you go get him?"

"Yes Madam Pomfrey." Hermione ran down the corridor to Professor Snape's office. When she got there she knocked frantically.

"What is it Miss Granger?" Snape answered angrily.

"Madam Pomfrey needs you in the Hospital Wing. She needs you to perform legillimens."

Snape closed his door behind him, walking with Hermione toward the hospital wing, "For what?"

"Ginny Weasley, she showed up at Harry and Ron's dorm unable to speak and then she started shaking violently. Now she's in the hospital wing under a heavy sleeping draught and every time she wakes up she starts kicking and screaming. Madam Pomfrey says there is evidence that she was… that she might have been…"

"You mean someone raped the poor girl?" Snape's snide manor had evaporated. He looked genuinely concerned.

"We think so. There is also a rumor going around that it was Malfoy. He's been spreading it."

Snape looked shocked, when they arrived at the Hospital Wing he rushed over to Ginny, taking her cold hand and concentrating. After a couple minutes he snatched his hand away from hers like it had burned him and looked up at the four eager faces in front of him, "I am so sorry… It's true. Draco has raped Miss Weasley… and I had to relive it with her. It was horrible."

"What is going to happen now? To Draco I mean." Hermione asked.

"He'll be expelled; he'll have to go in front of the Wizengamot. He might receive the Dementor's Kiss. This is a very heinous crime in any world. Even ours..."

"Dementor's Kiss? The bastard doesn't even have a soul to suck out!" Ron shouted.

"Please Ron." Hermione touched his arm, trying to calm him down.