Chapter 3- Ron's Mistake

As Tiffani walked into the kitchen at Headquarters, she notice Dumbledore talking to a man that look familiar, but she doesn't remember from where.

"Ah, Miss Wells just the person we were talking about. I'm sure you know Professor Snape. He is head of the house of Slytherin and Hogwarts potion master."

Somehow Tiffani had a mix of emotions. She tried very hard to hide her emotions and she was always very good at that. She was associated with dark arts, you had to have a calm face at all times. Tiffani couldn't hide them now. The name Snape kinda hit a nerve and she didn't know why. But then she smiled when Dumbledore said potions. Her rule was to never smile in less with friends. That was what she was taught.

"I was just telling Professor Snape about your knack for potions."

"Yes sir, potion was totally my favorite class, then transfiguration."

"So tell me Miss Wells, what was the last successful potion you made? I just want to know where you stand in my potion classes." Snape asked.

"Oh, I understand. Hmm. The last successful potion I made was a weakness potion. "

"Ah very complex. I only know of one other student to do that at Hogwarts. I'll be sure to have you two partners for the year. I believe I will like you."

"Okay professor Snape, thank you. Can I talk to you about today professor Dumbledore?" Tiffani asked as she took out a small packet from her robes.

"Yes, what is it Tiffani?"

" I brought a necklace from Borgins and Bolts."

"Why were you in Knockturn Alley!?" Snape yelled at her pushing his chair out from underneath him. This made Tiffani take a few steps back, surprised.

"Igor always sent me there a lot. I know a lot of things. This necklace for example, kills anyone whose skin touches it. I believe that I know more about the dark side than the light. But I am willing to change that. I'm trying very hard not to fall to the dark side. Very hard indeed. I brought this necklace because I knew that who buys it, would give it to dark lord. I couldn't allow it." Tiffani practically hissed.

Snape sat back down at the table and was mumbling about 'this not suppose to be happening' and giving Dumbledore death glares.

"Oh and professor, I was invited to a tea invite at noon tomorrow by Narcissa at umm…there should be card stating where it at."

"Its at Malfoy Manor. I was also invited." Snape spoke up.

"Well then its settle. You will go to Malfoy Manor since you told Narcissa you would and Severus here will keep an eye out for you. I wouldn't tell your friends about this. They do not like the Malfoys. Talk to Draco, please. Remember to have fun. Sleep well tonight." Dumbledore said. This told Tiffani to go upstairs and calm down here friends, that were probably freaking out up there.

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"Hey guys, what's going on up here?" Tiffani asked as she walked into her room.

A/N- there are Tiffani thoughts. They look like this: 'blah blah blah'

'Hermione looks like she is about to have a nervous breakdown and trying to hide in a book. Harry and Ginny are snogging on my bed… gross. that's it! If they don't get off soon, I'm going freak!! I sleep there ya know. I don't want any unwelcome slobbery on my pillow, nasty. Ron looks like he had more than enough bottles of fire whiskey. Drunk.'

Before any one noticed she was there, Ron grabbed her at the wrist and pulled her in his room. He put a Silencio charm and locked the room up tight. He pushed her on his bed and grabbed her wand that was in her robes.

"Ron, what are doing?"

"Come on, baby. You know you want me." He slurred before his lips crash on her. She didn't kiss back. She could tell that he was getting pissed that she was not doing anything back.

"Ron, stop. Your smashed. Don't do anything that you will regret."

"Shut up, bitch! You don't know shit. Now fuck me before I make you."

"No, I refuse too. Now let go of me you pervert." That was what made Ron creaked. Next thing Tiffani remembered was Ron was on top of her pinning her to the bed. He had torn her robes and yanked her jeans off. This is when Tiffani knew she had to stop him and fast.

"Ron, STOP! Your hurting me. Please stop." Tiffani shouted and tried to push him away. But it was too late. Ron was already inside of her thrusting fast and hard. She could feel the trickle of blood coming out from inside her. Tears were forming in her eyes and all she could do was wait it out. She silently hummed to pass the time.

' I need help. I hate Ron. I loathe him to the deepest of all hells. He deserves to die. I wish I could tell my father about this. The only fatherly figure I met so far, is definitely professor Snape. He was the only to seem like he care that I was in Dark Art inspired alley. Oh, dear god. Please make Ron stop . I don't think I can take anymore. I can't cry in front of him. I can't show him that he can overpower me. I need to be more careful. I think I'm going to be sick.'

When Ron was finished, he quickly fell asleep with Tiffani under him. She pushed him off her with all the strength she had left when she knew that he was in a deep sleep. She fell off the bed. She tried to stand up, but was too weak. She crawled to the corner of the room and grabbed her wand. Tiffani crawled out of the room and made it too hers. She saw Hermione was slightly dozing off in the reading chair. Tiffani tried to crawl to her bed but didn't make it. She fell limp in the middle of the floor. Last thing she remember was a high pitched squeal from her best friend before she blacked out.

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When Tiffani woke up, she saw that she was in her bed and that it was about 2:00am. She remembered what happen the day before. When she looked around her room, she saw Hermione and professor Snape sitting at the end of the bed.

"What happened?" Tiffani said sitting up. Snape was the only one who notice she was talking. Hermione fell asleep sitting up.

"You tell me." he asked as he went to sit next to her.

"Hmm… I remember talking to you then coming up here. Rom grabbed me and pulled me to his room…oh god! I can't believe him!" she got up so fast and grabbed her wand, but before she could leave, Snape grabbed her wrist and saw bruises of fingerprints from the night before.

"Let me go!" Snape dropped her arm instantly, with a look of shock. Hermione finally woke up.

"What's going on?"

"RONALD WEASLEY RAPED ME!" Hermione went as pale as ghost as she watched Tiffani run in Ron's room. Snape just stood there in complete shock, looking pissed off.

"Professor, you have to stop her. You don't know her as well as I do. She is liable to kill him. Stop her before it's to late." This finally caught Snapes attention.

"Granger go to your room. Tiffani! Don't do anything rash!" Snape shout after her as he ran to Ron's room. When he got there, he found the door charmed shut. A simple Alohomora wouldn't work. He could barely make out the conversation that was going on it there.

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RON'S ROOM

Tiffani stood over her now worst enemy, her former best friend. If looks could kill he would be dead in a second. She had her wand pointed at him and a malicious grin on her face, like she was planning something dreadful. And she was. She poke him on his side and he slowly stirred awake.

"Hello Ronald, have a good night?"

"Yea, the best- Tiffani is that you?" He obviously hasn't fully awoken yet.

"Yes, why it is me Ronald."

"Did we really fuck last night?" he was smiling to himself. When Tiffani saw this, she slapped him so hard that he will be bruise till Christmas.

"What was that for?!" he said gripping his face.

"I'm going to correct you. We did not 'fuck'. let me define "fucking" for you. 'Fucking-verb, when both man and woman willingly make love. The key word here is willingly Ronald."

"You are not accusing me of rape, are you?!" he was furious. He pushed her into the wall. She stupefied him before he could touch her again. She started circling him, just to piss him off and it did.

"I had many plans for payback, but I decided that worst for now is totally the wrath of Molly Weasley. Remember Ron, you took my last thing of innocence rudely and I will never forgive you." she smiled at him, sending chills up him spine. She finally left the room and walked into Snape.

"What did you do to him?"

"I just told him the consequences of his actions. Which I think the worst one for now is the wrath of Molly Weasley. Ronald now knows his mistake and will have to pay for it don't you agree, professor?"

"Yes." He could tell that she was just like him in more ways than one. Like father, like daughter. He smiled at this thought.

"Now, if don't mind, I need some sleep. I'm sure you were the one to help cure me and i thank you greatly. Well I'm just tired and a little sore. I need to rest for the party today. We are still going right?" She secretly wanted to see Draco again, but never would admit it.

"Yes, if you still want to."

"Yes, I do. I will see you later." She walked to her room and saw that Snape most of sent Hermione to bed. Her head hit the pillow and she was gone like a light.