DISCLAIMER: JK Rowling owns Harry Potter, if I did I probably would be writing books not fanfic. Delilah is my own and the lyrice belong to the talented Dresden Dolls.

Draco paced nervously in the head boy and girl common room. He was thinking about Delilah.

What if he hurts her really bad? What am I supposed to do? He thought. How could anyone do something like that to her. She is so delicate and she breaks so easily.

Suddenly the room was filled with laughter. Draco whipped around.

"Malfoy." A bushy haired girl acknowledged him coldly. The brunette was with two boys, one red head with freckles and a boy with raven hair and brilliant emerald eyes.

"Mudblood." He responded in the same tone.

"Don't call her that!" The red head kid yelled.

"She can't hide from the truth, Weasel." Draco drawled.

"Shut up!" 'Wease'l replied

"Shut up? Is that all you have. Oh that's right you're a Weasley. Not a very bright bunch, you Weasleys. But I think you take the cake."

Then there was a knock at the entrance.

Hermoine turned around to see who it was. She opened the painting to find a petite, pale girl with shoulder length dark brown hair and big deep blue eyes. She had definitely been crying and her cheek was glowing crimson with a couple cuts.

"Is D-draco here?" The girl asked meekly.

Draco at once recognized the voice and pushed past Weasley to see her.

"Delilah." He said a hint of sadness in his voice. "Follow me."

Draco took her by the hand and led her to his room.

"Hey you can't just walk away!" Weasley yelled after him.

"Ron, let it go." The raven-haired boy told his friend.

When Delilah was allowed to leave she immediately went to the only person she could. Hurrying out of the Common Room she left the dungeons and walked through the halls until she got to a painting. She knocked lightly.

The painting swung open almost hitting her. Delilah was face to face with a girl she knew Draco hated.

"Is D-draco here?" She asked not recognizing her own voice.

Draco came to the entrance immediately.

"Delilah." He greeted her. "Follow me."

Draco took her by the hand and led her to his room.

"Hey you can't just walk away!" A red head boy yelled after him.

"Ron, let it go." The raven-haired boy told his friend.

Draco closed the door behind the two.

Delilah sat down on the bed.

"You'll never guess what he's done to me." Delilah said almost inaudibly.

"I think I have an idea. He was wearing his father's rings wasn't he?" Draco responded.

Delilah merely nodded her head.

Draco sighed as he pulled out his wand and sat down next to her. He then began healing her face.

"Delilah, you need to get away from him."

"No, it's my fault. It really is. I make him angry."

"Damn Delilah. You got to stop thinking that."

"What? The truth?

"You know it's not the truth."

"yes it is."

"No. Stay away from him."

"For the last time I love him."

This hurt Draco more than Delilah knew.

"If you keep taking him back you'll deserve what you get."

"I already do."

"Fuck."

"I'm going to go."

Delilah got up and before she left the room she thanked Draco.

you're an unrescuable schizo
or else you're on the rag
cause if you take him back
I'm going to lose my nerve
he's going to beat you like a pillow
you schizos never learn
and if you take him home
you'll get what you deserve

Three days later…

Delilah sat in the library waiting for Blaise. An hour after he had said he would be there he arrived.

"Hey, cutie." Blaise smiled and kissed Delilah on the cheek.

"Hi." Delilah smiled back.

"I have this awesome idea. Follow me." He told her cheerily.

Delilah kept smiling finally everything was going to be okay.

Blaise led her to an abandoned section in the library that was way far in the back.

Before she knew it, Blaise's lips came crashing down on her own.

Though Delilah felt awkward she went along with it as the kiss deepened and he pushed his tongue forcefully into her mouth. It almost made her want to gag. But she just kissed back.

Blaise's hands began to roam all over Delilah's body making her incredibly uncomfortable. Then they were up her pleated shirt. Delilah pulled away.

"Blaise, I thought I was ready but I realized I'm not." Delilah said. "I don't want to…you know."

"So now you don't like me?"

"It's not that."

"Well, it doesn't matter anyway."

Blaise pulled out his wand and performed a silencing charm on her.

Delilah squirmed as he pulled of her underwear.

Blaise pushed her up against the wall roughly.

He unzipped his pants and pushed them down along with his boxers.

"Remember you belong to me." Blaise whispered in her ear before forcing his way into her.

Delilah trembled with fear. Hot tears crept down Delilah's cheeks as she cried silently.

His thrust became more and more forceful until finally he came.

He pulled out of her and redid his pants he took the charm off Delilah and left her there in a heap on the floor.

A week later…

Blaise acted like nothing ever happened. But he never did rape Delilah since then. Things went back to normal.

It was after dinner and Delilah walked down to the dungeons wondering where Blaise had been.

"Incontaminatus" She offered the stone snake the password and the walked into the Slytherin Common Room.

To her disgust Pansy was in there on top of… Blaise?

Draco was right. She thought sadly to herself. This is it.

"Blaise." She said.

Pansy nearly jumped and turned around after detaching herself from Blaise. He looked up at her expressionless. Pansy simply got up and walked out.

"Blaise. I thought you loved me." She said emotionlessly.

"I do." Blaise replied.

"No. No, you don't" Delilah told him. "Draco was right."

"So now you're listening to that twit? He is a liar, Delilah."

"You're the liar." And then she finally said the words. "I'm breaking up with you. I'm done."

"I won't let you." Blaise approached her.

"Stay away from me." Delilah began trembling.

"You belong to me." He grabbed her wrist tightly.

"N-no I don't." Delilah stuttered, failing miserably at hiding her fear.

"YOU BELONG TO ME!" He shouted.

SMACK!

"Mister Zabini!" A voice boomed.

Out of the shadows appeared Dumbledore and Draco.

All of the sudden Delilah wasn't so scared anymore.

"Petrificus Totalus." Dumbledore pointed his wand at Blaise

Blaise stiffened and fell to the floor.

Dumbledore looked to Delilah.

"Don't worry, Miss Décor. He won't be bothering you anymore. He will be expelled immediately. Than you for notifying me of this unacceptable behavior Mister Malfoy." Dumbledore again pointed his wand as Blaise. "Wingardium Leviosa"

Blaise was floating mid air and Dumbledore walk away.

Delilah fell to the floor sobbing. Draco wrapped her in his arms and stroked her hair softly.

"It'll be okay." He told her lightly.

"No. Nobody will ever love me. I'm pathetic."

"That's not true." Draco replied. "I love you, Delilah."

Delilah looked up at him. Feeling safe for the first time in her life.

so don't cry Delilah
you're still alive Delilah
you need a ride Delilah?
let's see how fast this thing can go.

By the way…

Delilah Décor means delicate beauty.

The password incontaminatus means pure.

Review and let me know if I should bother doing a sequel.