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Authors Notes: Okay, this is slightly dark but I have had this idea in my head for ages and this is what I came up with.
Violation
Chapter One
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She whimpered he was hurting her. She felt her whole body being violated, used and abused. She couldn't scream, he would hurt her more; there was nothing she could do to protect herself. Wasn't he supposed to love her and respect her wished? Wasn't he supposed to be the one she could always go to in times of need? He tied her hands up and left her tied to a tree. She was scared, who knew the horrors that lurked in this place?
Draco wanted to get away; he wanted to run away from everything. But he knew he couldn't he knew that if he did he would be showing his weakness. His deepest, darkest fear. He heard crying, someone was crying while he was out in the middle of the dark. Who was it? Then he saw her, her back pressed to a tree her body as close to the ground as possible. She wore nothing and had the signs of bruises beginning to appear, her body shook as she drew in a breath. Hurriedly he took off his cloak, he walked briskly towards the girl. Gently he swung his cloak over her fragile body, she looked up at him, immediately he saw fear in her eyes. He knew who it was but that didn't matter, not now. He urged her up with no words just looks of understanding. He guessed what had happened, he felt nothing but sympathy, he knew what it was like to be abused, and he knew what it was like to be hurt. He was unsure of wether or not to touch her. He had no idea about how she felt about him helping her.
She had no intentions of doing this on her own. Quickly she snuggled deeper and deeper into the cloak that Draco had given then she needed to feel safe. Draco felt the girls head cuddle into his chest. Swiftly he picked her up, her body hanging limp from his muscular arms. He briskly made his way back to the castle, and straight to the infirmary. He laid her on a white bed. Now her bruises were even more obvious against the pristine white sheets. Madam Pomfrey quickly made her way over to her bed, her face turned white with shock. Angrily she turned to Draco, he shook his head to answer the unspoken question. He hadn't caused this girl that pain, he could never bring himself to hurting someone or something so vulnerable.
Authors Notes:
So it was short, what are you going to do? I will write soon, I hope!
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