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Note: Mature content ahead.

Chapter 2

Ginny was jerked back to the present as the train was lurched to a sudden stop for the third time in the last hour. She could hear the Death Eaters- or as they were supposed to call them: General Assistants- tramping onto the train to do their 20 minute checkup on the students. This translated to anything from using the cruciatus curse on a student who looked them in the eye to harassing anyone they felt like. She no longer cared about what they did, and was apathetic as she continued to stare out the window.

A voice sounded through her compartment: "From now on all students aboard the Hogwarts express must line the halls during General Assistant checkups."

Ginny sighed resignedly, not wanting to move herself from her perch into the glaring suspicious eyes of other people. A thought crossed her mind: What would happen if she just…disappeared? She smirked inwardly. Ron would be very sad…yeah sad that he lost his personal punching bag. She laughed darkly, though it was for the first time in months.

A loud tap sounded on the door of her compartment. "Hey you! Funny girl!" She looked over to see a Blonde Death Ea- General Assistant ramming his fist into the wall to get her attention. "Get your funny ass into this hall right now!" He must've been yelling pretty loudly for her to have been able to hear him through the soundproof walls of the compartment.

As she slowly stood up, she saw his eyes rake over her body and grow dark with something….though with what she wasn't sure. She suddenly wished she had already changed into her robes versus staying in her jean mini-skirt and her tight-fitted button-up blouse. When she walked past him, she felt his hand roughly grip her arse for a fraction of a second, until she sped away to stand with the other fifth years.

The train-wide meeting was short, but when she was returning to her compartment, ignoring the glares of her fellow classmates, the blonde death eater from before was following her every move, a sort of animalistic expression on his face. She shuddered and hurried her pace along.

In her haste to get away from the blonde death eater, she had failed to notice a tall figure standing in front of her, so she ran into it face first, and took a few steps back out of surprise. "Watch where you're going." She looked up into the sneering face of her brother, and quickly ducked her head in order to pass around him.

"Whoa whoa whoa…not so fast there little one…" a strong hand gripped her arm painfully, and pulled her into a train compartment containing her brother, who looked bored, Seamus Finnegan and Dean Thomas. They all had looks of disgust on their faces, as their eyes looked her up and down.

"Look who's not a little girl any more…" Dean Thomas smirked as his eyes rested appreciatively upon her chest and arse.

The room became altogether too warm in that second; she had seen that look on him before. Ginny's eyes passed over quickly to the door, calculating in that second how possible an escape was: not very.

All at once, Dean and Seamus had stood up, and her brother had walked out, saying he would go look for the snack cart. In a split second, Seamus had her arms pinned behind her back, and Dean's hand pulled back and slapped her hard enough across the face to make her eyes water. "Dirty slut…walking around in such a short skirt…as if someone could ever want you." He sneered as Seamus's arms pulled back on her own almost painfully and she cried out. He slapped her again for making a noise. She knew the rules…she should know better.

She whimpered softly, and kept repeating to herself "it'll all be over soon…a few more minutes, and then its over…"

"I know what you want, you filthy traitor…" Dean practically screamed in her face as he slipped one of his knees in between her own legs, and pushed his lips to hers in a bruising kiss.

Ginny wanted to gag as he stuffed his tongue down her throat, and tried to scream, but it came out as a moan. Seamus took this as though she was actually enjoying herself, so he pulled his hand back and spanked her, then snaked his hand up under her skirt.

Ginny's eyes opened wide…it had never gone this far before. Pretty soon Dean had her shirt completely unbuttoned, and was beginning to unzip his own pants.

"Please…don't…" Ginny wanted to scream, but she had been silenced by a charm of Ron's invention.

At that moment, the door to the compartment flew open, revealing none other than Blaise Zabini, and standing a little behind him, Draco Malfoy.

"Well well well…what do we have here?" Blaise licked his lips in anticipation. "A few randy Gryffindors?" His eyes darted around to find Dean and Seamus quickly rezipping their pants, and Ginny with tears streaming down her face and holding her shirt to cover herself.

Ginny saw something flash in Draco's eyes when he barked out "Weasley…go back to your compartment. Seamus and Dean…go find a cold shower." The two horny boys glared at Ginny as they passed her, and she could see clearly in their eyes the message of Just wait till next time.

Blaise had been following them with his eyes the whole time, until he looked back to the quivering figure on the floor. He rolled his eyes, and said to Draco, only slightly sarcastically, "She's all yours." He walked off.

By this time, Ginny had managed to stand up and rebutton the majority of her shirt, as well as stop crying. Draco took one look at her, and Ginny saw something in his normally cold gray eyes that she hadn't seen in almost 4 months…sympathy. But it was gone in a flash, and his eyes went back to their usual unreadable and frigid state.

He said slowly, "You'd better get back to your compartment before they come back." Then walked away with the grace of a panther.

Ginny stared off after him for the briefest of moments, then hurried back to her compartment, just as he had suggested.