A/N: Okay I updated sooner than I had planned on. I'm not sure when the next update will be because I am having some major problems on top of college. I would like to see lots of reviews to make me feel better, because, honestly, I feel pretty shitty. I haven't recieved a bad reviews yet, which makes me feel better, but I still want more reviews! Well I think thats abotu all I can come up with. Please review, good or bad, just review. I also am taking suggestions, becasue this is about as far as I have gotten so far. Enjoy!

Chapter 4

Ginny sat in her room that night. Her arm was freshly bleeding and she a couple brusies and a black eye. A couple people asked how she got the brusies and the black eye, she just said she tripped over herself. They believed it, not wanting to believe anything else. She out her knife back in the drawer in the table by her bed and pulled down her robe sleeve just as Hermione walked in. She looked at Ginny slightly confused.

"What happened to you?"

"I tripped over my legs walking up the stairs." Hermione bit her lip and raised an eyebrow.

"Really. Ron said you have gotten in a fight with Pasny." Hermione pursed her lips and looked seriously at Ginny. Ginny stood and started to make her way to the door, grabbing her bag on the way.

"I'm heading to the library. You know how I need to keep my grades up to graduate early. G'night." With that Ginny quickly left the room shutting the door. She sighed to herself. She really didn't want to go to the library, but she thought she might as well, she had no where else to go.

Ginny sat at a table by herself trying to concentrete on her potions book. When she finally got the into what she was reading she was chased out because the library was closing. She began to gather all her things, and reluctenly decided that she had no where to go but back to her dorm. As she was closing her bag Blaise Zabini walked up tp her.

"Hey. Come with me. I know a place where you can still study without interruptions." Well Ginny did know better than to go, but then again, it got her away from Hermione's crazy questions. So she followed him in silence. He began to led her towards the dungeons but then made a turn down an empty hall way she had never been in. It was rather dark because only a few candles lit it. Blaise stopped and bent down.

"Hey, Weasley girl, help me. I think something is stuck on my leg." She looked down, but couldn't really see anything because it was so dark. She put her bag down and kneeled down on the ground. She leaned closer to his leg to get a better look. He then knocked her over and she landed roughly on the ground with a small squeak. He climbed on top of her and she tried to push him off, but he was to strong for her. She was about to scream when he pushed his lips roughly on hers. He then made his down the her neck and began to roughly kiss and suck on it. As he did he removed her shirt. She began to feel tears fall down her cheeks. She tried to scream again, but this time Blaise just hit her hard across the face. He then took her bra with hand and ripped it off, lifting her of the ground and dropping her back down with a loud thud. He then began to move down towards her nipples. He kissed his way down to them and then roughly bit her nipple and she let out a little scream from pain. He slapped her again. She could feel him begin to get extremely hard through his pants as he pressed up against her. He cupped one breast and roughly rubbed it as he nibbled on the other one. He then worked his way down to her pants and pulled them off easily. He discarded them and then pulled off her panties and discarded them. He slowly removed his pants and then his boxers.

"Please don't. Please." He looked up at her, but this time didn't slap her.

"Virgin?" She slowly nodded looking fearful. He just smiled.

"Well then this will hurt a lot." She began to shake her head. He then moved closer to her and then shoved himself in her. She let out a scream from pain as he ripped her barrier. He slapped her as hard as he could. He pushed himself in her even harder making it at as painful for her as possible. She could feel tears pouring down her face and held back screams of pain. He pushed harder and faster until he finished and emptied himself inside of her. He then stood and slowly began to pull his boxers on when he heard someone coming. He then quickly put his pants on and ran down the hall and heard someone yelling after her him.

"Hey were are you going. You should be in your room. I'm head boy." He yelled and ran after but stopped suddenly when he saw her on the floor. He let out a panic gasp and picked her up. She was shaking, crying, and bleeding uncontrollably. He ran her to his room which was right down the hall. He laid the naked Weasley on his bed. He then ran out of his room and towards the Slytherin common room. He ran in and found Pansy sitting on the couch talking to Blaise. Blaise's face a was a little red and he seemed to be tired, but Draco paid no attention.

"Pansy, you have to come with me. Right now." She looked at him confused, but followed him anyways. Blaise smiled to himself and went off to bed as Pansy and Draco ran down the hall to his head boy dorm. He opened the door to his room and Pansy gasped when she saw the bleeding girl laying on Draco's bed. She went to the bathroom and walked out with a bunch of medical stuff and walked towards the bed. Draco walked over.

"What can I do to help?" Pansy turned around to look at him. She looked at him in complete honest.

"Draco you have to have emotions to care. You have to care to help someone. Sorry." She looked back down at Ginny and took out a bandages and before she set to work she stopped and looked at Draco again. He was walking out of the room.

"There's one thing you could do."

"I won't do anything to help the Weasly. Your lucky I got her here." He spat at her. Pansy looked taken back. She sighed and then spoke again.

"Well then do it for me." He rolled his eyes.

"Alright."

"Where's that nosy headgirl. What's her name. Um... the mudblood..."

"Granger? The only Headgirl."

"Whatever. Make sure she doesn't come in here under any circumstances. No one else needs to know about this." Draco shrugged and walked out to the common room leaving the girls alone. Pansy looked back down at the young girl. She was quietly sobbing, and obviously in a lot of pain. She began her work.

Hermione was sitting in the common room. Draco walked out and sat on the couch across from her. He put his legs up on the table. Hermione rolled her eyes and continued to read her book. Then she realized that he was alone. She had seen him run and then leave quickly. He then came back with Pansy, but yet, she was no where to be seen.

"Where's your girlfriend? Is she in the room touching herself because you left her?" Draco sneered at her.

"She's not my girlfriend, Granger."

"Oh really now. Then why is she in your room and your not?" Draco sat for a moment, trying to think of an answer. When he said nothing, Hermione chose to speak again. "She doing some deatheater thing in there isn't she? Or is it something against school rules?" She got up and made her way to his room. Draco jumped up running after her and jumped in front of her.

"No. You see... er.. she's having some... family problems and her room mates won't leave her alone. I said she could stay in my room." Hermione rolled her eyes. She knew that wasn't the truth. She walked back down to the couch and grabbed her book. She heard Draco let out a sigh and she walked up to her room. Before she went in she turned around, Draco was still standing there.

"Are you having family problems?" He looked at her. He thought she was trying to be nosy again.

"What would make you say that, mudblood?"

"Well since Parkinson is having family problems, I assumed you were."

"Your crazy, Granger. Just because a Slytherin has a family problem, doesn't mean we all do." She smiled at him and before walking in her door she said one last thing.

"Well I assumed you were having family problems along with her, seeing as she is your sister." She walked in her room and closed her door. Draco stood their with his mouth slightly open.