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When A Dragon Breathes Fire

"Let him go."

"Anica," quickly shouting out the first name that popped into her mind, Ginny was glad at how equally quick the girl was to respond to her. The quicker they continued the game, the less she had to discuss her first time with her brothers. This might also save Harry's life. "Who was your best orgasm?"

The tears came; tears that only one other person in the room truly understood. Avoiding everyone's eyes, Anica tried to wipe the tears away, but they just kept falling like rain; rain that even an umbrella couldn't keep away. "Draco."

Once his name had escaped her lips, Anica jumped to her feet, running to her room. Draco looked at Hermione, who seemed more confused than hurt about this new information. The twins, who were trying to piece together the mystery, both saw the darkened stare that their older brother now had. Ginny shook her head, while Harry removed the bra he had been wearing the entire time. Blaise looked as shocked as Ron did. The confusion in his own face proved that this was news to even him. He knew that Draco and Anica had kept secrets from him, but he didn't know about this one. And by the tears the girl couldn't control, he could tell this was one that she had never wanted to be leaked. Seeing only the color red, Charlie didn't realize he was clenching his fist. His bitten fingernails were digging deeply into the palm of his hand, but he was too numbed. He couldn't feel the pain it was causing him. He could only feel the anger taking over his body.

"I'll erm…" standing up, Harry looked towards the stairs. He had been so used to taking the leadership role because of his past years at Hogwarts, that he instantly jumped to take care of this situation, "I'll just go talk to her, see how she's doing."

"No," continuing to stay seated, Charlie shook his head.

Once Hermione nodded her head at him, Draco sighed. "I'll talk to her. There's a reason behind it Char-"

"I'll talk to her," contemplating how quick this little person could be gone with just one swish of his wand, Charlie was still sitting.

"You don't understand how much she shouldn't be alone ri-"

"I said I'll talk to her," finally getting up, Charlie refused to look in Draco's direction, fearful that the blonde would be able to see his true intentions.

Sitting on the floor in her room, Anica still couldn't seem to control her tears. Such traitorous tears. She didn't regret that night with Draco, she even loved it. But she knew that no one would understand. The look in Charlie's eyes was still fresh in her mind. Betrayal! He felt betrayed. She didn't understand though. Why would he feel betrayed? It wasn't as if he felt anything for her. Right? Sure, the kiss they just shared felt right. It felt like he was the only person in the world who wouldn't hurt her. In that one moment in time, she finally found a place that she truly belongs. She belonged in his arms – the kiss told her so. Her mind started to race, causing her heart to have a chain reaction to it, also racing. So many thoughts were beginning to hurt her, making her hold her face in her hands. The tears fell through her fingers. Her thoughts were confusing her. One minute she was thinking that Charlie would never think of her in such a way, then the next she's thinking they were made for each other. She's learned from experience that Draco is the only person who would never hurt her, but in that one moment… she believed that Charlie was her protector. She cried harder as the betrayal in his ocean blue eyes returned to her vision once more.

"Anica!" jumping in her spot on the floor, Anica grew frightened at the harsh tone in his voice. "Muffliatio!" the hiss in his voice, as he silenced the room, scared the crying girl. Charlie didn't seem to notice.

"C-Charlie," the heaviness from the tears in her throat, made it difficult for her to speak. "I-I can ex-"

"You must think you're clever, don't you?" he asked, drawing in closer to her, tapping his wand against the palm of his hand. He still didn't notice Anica creeping away from him. "Hmm? Convincing all of us that Malfoy is nothing more than a brother to you, that the relationship you share is strictly platonic, that you're nothing more than best friends. But then what? You wait until we're all sleeping, so you and your little Death Eater can start shagging?"

"What?" his words were hurting, and they confused her even more. "No! Charlie, it isn't like that. Just let me tell you-"

"What would Sirius say if he knew how much of a slag his daughter really was?" he had her trapped now. She couldn't crawl anywhere else. Her back was against the bed, with Charlie's knees pressed against her face. Reaching down, he yanked her by her hair.

Trying to pull away, she grabbed onto his hand, "Ouch. Charlie you're really hurting me."

"I wonder," pressing his face in close against hers, he could feel the hot breath on his cheeks. Her tears were sticking to his face and her heart was slowing down. Tightening his grip on her hair, he yanked her head downwards, causing her to yelp out in pain. "Have you been shagging Zabini all this time too? Hmm? Let's see how much of a slag you really are, Anica! Have you been shagging both Malfoy and Zabini?" he could feel her struggling as she tried to pull away from him. She was suddenly quiet as a mouse now, causing his anger to heighten. Mistaking her paling face as her admittance to shagging both her best friends, he flew her onto the bed. "I bet you like it like this don't you, you whore! I bet you shagged them both at once too, didn't you?" when she didn't reply, he grabbed onto her throat. "Didn't you?"

Anica was too stunned to react. There was no shouting, no screaming for help, and no pleading for him to get off of her. Her eyes remained blank, staring into the deep ocean blue eyes. They were rough, resembling waves crashing on a rock. A storm was brewing, and the ocean was beginning to get rocky. There was a sound of a zipper being undone, and her shorts were tugged off from her. There was a moan above her, as a finger slowly began to caress her shaven skin. Her body shivered. His eyes finally left hers and looked down at her now exposed intimate parts. Dropping her head, she stared at the door; willing it to open. She knew it would be pointless to scream for help, he placed a spell on her room, he knew what he was going to do. He came in here with this purpose on his mind. Silently, she shouted out for Draco. Why wasn't he here? Draco was always there for her, but not now. She needed him right now, and he wasn't coming for her. She was alone.

"Let's see if you're as good as I often imagined," Anica's breath hitched as Charlie's lips began to explore her throat. Her mind was crying just as much as her eyes were; it wondered how it could be tricked so easily into believing that someone would never hurt her, by just one kiss. The kiss may have had sparks, but now it was dead. There was nothing safe about Charlie anymore. He was no longer compared to a protector, but he was now someone she wanted to hide from. In only mere minutes, she had gone from loving Charlie Weasley to fearing him. "Mmm," he moaned against her shirt, biting through the cotton fabric.

"Charlie, please," she managed to find her voice. It was weak, just as weak as her. If she hadn't felt the vibrations it caused while leaving her throat, she wouldn't have even known it came from herself. "Don't do this."

He could hear her. The fear reached his ears, but he was on a mission. He was hurt; she had betrayed him. All these weeks she had been playing it off as an innocent little girl: the beaten foster child who grew up knowing how to only trust a Malfoy. Now he understood why she trusted only Malfoy and why Zabini was so quick to give her a job when his brothers wouldn't – his brothers – a growl escaped him, forcing his fingers into her dryness as he thought about what would happen because his brothers didn't give her a job; she was probably shagging Zabini on their lunch break. Anica trembled beneath him, as he hooked his fingers inside of her. Moving his mouth back to her throat, he slowly began to nibble on her lightly but hard enough to make her wince out in pain. He started off with two fingers, no longer caring if he was too rough. He saw Malfoy nude, he knew she would be able to handle two fingers in the beginning. In went a third finger; she tried pulling away from him.

"No!" calling on every ounce of strength she had left in her, Anica tried to scream now, but it didn't work. Her scream sounded like a mouse sneaking past a cat. It was too quiet. She continued to lie still until she felt him enter her. Just as quickly as his fingers left her, she felt the hardened pressure being slammed between her legs. He was harsh with her, bringing her back to the reality of it all. "No," remembering how to move, she began to pound her hands against his chest. She refused to look up at him. His heavy panting was sickening, making her want to throw up. "Charlie, no. Please! Charlie, leave me alone. Charlie! Stop!" there was no pleasure in what he was doing. The harder she would try to punch him, or scratch at him, the more turned on he seemed to become. The tears were burning the corners of her eyes as they leaked out. Shutting her eyes, she silently pleaded with the man she no longer knew.

"I trust you won't tell anyone about this," standing near the bedroom door, Charlie zipped his pants back up. Looking back at the bed one last time, his heart ached. The realization of what he just did, only now struck him. Her pleas for him to stop haunted his ears. The struggle of her beneath him made his skin crawl, and the way she trembled in the fetal position on the center of her bed, had him wanting to just hold her in his arms – arms she just scratched at, trying to get away from him – promising everything would be okay. "Oh fuck," taking a step closer towards the bed, he watched as she rocked herself, muttering things he couldn't understand. "Anica, I'm so-"

"Sorry," the tear stricken voice finished for him. Refusing to look anywhere near him, she only nodded her head. There were several silent moments before she heard the click of her door.

Draco found her lying on the floor of her room, hidden beneath her bed. Freshly showered, and dressed in an oversized hoodie and sweats, Anica held her knees to her chest as tears stained her troubled looking face. He sighed. Even in her sleep, she couldn't catch a break. It's been four hours since Charlie came out from her room, and no one's seen him since. The twins came up, looking for her to talk about something, but they couldn't find her. He knew though. He knew all her hidden spots. They were only thirteen when she started taking a liking to sleeping under her bed. A few times when she slept at the Zabini Manor, Blaise would find her sleeping under his bed. She felt it was safe for her under the bed; the one place where monsters are known to haunt, but have yet to be found.

"Anica?"

Hearing his voice, Anica jerked her eyes open. Softened hurricane eyes were staring down at her. She didn't mean to fall asleep. "I was waiting for you," she admitted. "You took too long to find me."

"I'm sorry, love," groaning as he realized she wouldn't leave her safe spot just yet, Draco crawled his way under the bed towards her. "I figured you and Charlie would need some time to talk things over."

Her heart shattered. Of all the people to betray her, she never would have expected it from Draco. He was the one person who promised to never hurt her. "Y-you- you-"

"Also talked to Hermione," he grinned, nodding his head in agreement to something she wasn't even thinking about. Eleven years after knowing everything there is to know about the shaking girl in front of him, Draco finally couldn't tell that anything was wrong with her. "I didn't tell her everything of course. It's not my place to tell her, but we talked. She said that she understands. And guess what?"

He was still talking. He was happy, and smiling. Draco was smiling, and she was just raped. Her eyes searched his; crying out for help. Couldn't he see that she wasn't smiling? Didn't he know what happened to her? This was Draco – her Draco. He always knows. She continued to stare at him, waiting for him to realize what just happened to her, but he was still smiling. He had abandoned her. "Good for you guys," her tone was flat. "I just want to be alone, Draco."

"Anica?" he knew that tone in her voice. "What's wrong?" there seemed to be a light in her eyes at his question. "Did Charlie not understand?" and the light in her eyes were gone. "Just give him time, love. I give it a week before you guys are dating. Just like me and Hermione. Oh, and Blaise and Ron as well. This turned out to be a good game after all, eh?"

"Draco."

"Yes?"

He was still smiling. She had to blink back the fresh tears. "Can I just be alone now?"

"Draco told me you've been ignoring his letters," closing up the cash register, Blaise looked over at Anica. For a girl who wouldn't go anywhere without looking decent, she came to work dressed in long black jeans and a beige t-shirt that reached her thighs. It looked as if she hadn't brushed her hair in days.

Shrugging her shoulders, the said girl restocked the shelves. "I've just been busy."

"You haven't spoken to him since that day, Anica," when he didn't hear a reply, he sighed. "You wanna talk about it?"

Fear swept over her, but it left as quickly as it came. "How's Ron?"

"He's fine. And don't change the subject. Sirius told me how you don't leave your room unless you're at work. Did anything happen?" he saw the way she stopped moving. It looked as if she was holding her breath. "Did-" he sighed. "It's none of my business why you shagged Draco, but did you tell Charlie about it?" there was still no reply, but he could hear the hitch in her breath at the mention of the red head. He sighed again. "You'll be fine, love. It's been just one week; he'll learn to accept it. Just look at Draco and Hermione. She doesn't care what you two did. Charlie just needs a little more time."

"Are you coming over for Harry's birthday next week?"

Blaise stared at her for a bit. She was moving again. Something was bothering her, but she wouldn't admit what it was. "Yes, I am. Ron's coming as well. Why don't you talk to Draco about it?"

"About what?" there was no doubt about it this time. The fear was emanating from her body as she turned to face her friend. "There's nothing to talk about," the squeak returned. "I'm fine Blaise. Perfectly fine."

"And Charlie?" he asked her. "How's Charlie?"

How's Charlie? How's the guy who raped her? Hmm… let's see. It's been a week since that horrendous game had forced out her truth, and since he's raped her. It's been a week since she actually ate a complete meal, and slept on her bed. It's been a week since she's been able to actually look at him. Sirius called her downstairs three nights before, wanting to talk to her about Harry's birthday coming up, and she saw Charlie was there. She managed to play off the trembling from the cold, but couldn't find herself able to look anywhere in his direction. He tried talking to her a couple of times; wanting to apologize, and make up excuses, but she couldn't trust him. She couldn't resist the urge to vomit every time she saw him. It was easier to just stay hidden beneath her bed when she wasn't at work.

And it wasn't as if she wanted to ignore Draco, it's just that he was the one who allowed Charlie to go to her room. If only Draco hadn't been so obsessed with Hermione, then he would have noticed the stench of forced sex on her sheets when he entered her room, he would have heard her screaming for help through the spelled door, and he would have known she was lying when she said she was fine. Her Draco would have never had left her alone when she asked him to. But he wasn't her Draco anymore. He belonged to Hermione. It wasn't as if she was jealous, because she wasn't. Draco had been in love with Hermione since their first year at Hogwarts, and she was happy for them. She was just hurt. It seemed like since Draco had Hermione now, she was left alone. Draco no longer knew when she was broken, and he would no longer protect her. Draco had Hermione now. He didn't need her.

"Anica," the glazed look in her eyes had been scaring Blaise for the past ten minutes. He asked her how Charlie was doing, and her face went blank. She was thinking hard about something, and it distracted her. "Anica, do you want me to get Draco for you? You need to talk. Whatever went on with you and Draco in the past, it's starting to affect your now. I'll owl him, and tell him to come here. You two can talk in the back if you want. No one can interrupt you."

"Let him go."

"But-"

"No," shaking her head, she forced out a smile. Luckily for her, Draco couldn't tell when her face was lying anymore. If he could, and he was here to witness this, he would yank her hair roughly for lying so much. "I told you I'm fine Blaise, just feeling a little under the weather. Charlie's-" choking back the sour tasting bile that just formed in her mouth, she continued, "He's fine as well. I've just been busy with work, and trying to help plan Harry's party for next week. No need to bother Draco with anything. Let him and Hermione be."

"Are you sure?" he allowed her to see that he didn't believe her. He didn't believe her, but he would accept it for now, only because her excuse had very valid pretense. "Cause I'm sure Hermione wouldn't mind. And I know Draco wants to talk to you. He misses you."

"Let him go."

A/N: Please don't hurt me(: I'm sorry it's so short and I ended this one how I did, but I haven't gone home since I uploaded last week's chapter. Luckily for me, I brought my laptop with me to my cousins so I could write this one, but Kalihi is lame, and no one has internet on this side ): and I didn't have much time to write because I'm spending all my time at football for my nephews, clubs for fundraisers, and scrubbing my cousin's house for an inspection. Also tomorrow is my friends funeral. I finally made it to my house for a couple of minutes, and I wanted to upload something for you guys for tonight! Maybe I'll upload another short chapter before next week Monday or Tuesday, just to make it up for you guys. If not, then I'll make next week's chapter really long(:

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