A/N: It's been a while. Sorry about that. Well, my classes are under way and they're not too difficult, but they are a lot of outside work. The play I am working on is almost finished so that should give me some free time to write. I am immediately beginning work on Rocky Horror, but the rehearsals aren't as frequent. Enjoy.

The story is going to take a dramatic turn. Whether or not you will like it, I'm completely unsure. Do not read if non-con bothers you...

Chapter 11: Property

It was growing cold early this year. It was October, yet snow had fallen more than once.

Ginny tried hard to avoid Harry, but it was becoming more and more difficult. After a freezing, snowy Quidditch practice, Harry stopped her. "Nice job today."

Ginny smiled. "Thanks, Harry. I couldn't feel my toes, but..."

"One would never know."

Ginny nodded, unsure of what to say. She grimaced, seeing the boy leaning in towards her. "We should head up to dinner!"

Harry pulled himself back and nodded after a moment. "Right."

Ginny nodded back and headed out of the Quidditch Pitch.

"So what do you think of Hermione's idea? Of me teaching the defense club?" Harry asked after a few minutes.

"It's absolutely brilliant," Ginny said, honestly. "With that stupid toad, Umbridge, running around, we'll never learn anything if we don't do it on our own."

Harry chuckled. "Too true," he said as they made their way into the Great Hall, still in uniform.

Ginny immediately looked up at the Head Table, making eye contact with Severus. He looked pissed. And Ginny knew it was because she was coming in with Harry. The man had probably noticed that the rest of the team had arrived a good ten minutes before. She bit her lip, diverting her eyes to the table as she sat down. She ate quietly as the Golden trio spoke about classes, quidditch, and plans to "talk" later in the Common Room.

Ginny excused herself with a fake yawn before dessert was served. She mad her way quickly out of the hall, glad Harry did not choose to follow. She hurried in the direction of Gryffindor tower, gasping when she ran right into Severus, quite literally.

"Ouch," she grimaced, rubbing her forehead.

Snape rolled his eyes. "What in Merlin's name are you trying to pull, Weasley?"

Ginny looked up at him, taken aback and confused. "What the bloody Hell are you talking about?"

"Coming into the hall with Potter? After everyone else on the team?" he growled. "People might think you're...together."

"And?" she asked.

Snape glared at her.

"Are you jealous?" she challenged.

Snape scoffed. "Like Hell am I jealous."

"Then why would it matter?" she asked.

"I..." For once, Severus was at a loss for words. He recovered quickly. "I do not take well to others playing with what his mine." His words were dangerous.

Ginny put on a brave face. "And who says I belong to you?" she demanded.

Suddenly, she found herself pressed dangerously up against the wall.

"You belong...to me."

Ginny shook slightly as his words caressed her ear. She was terrified, but at the same time, his words made her squirm with desire. He bit her earlobe roughly.

"Ow..." she grimaced, pushing him away. "I belong to no one." She ducked under his arm and begin to walk away.

Severus grabbed her arm and drug her down to the dungeons.

Ginny was, honestly, terrified. He was much stronger than her. Perhaps, she should have kept quiet.

Snape threw the door to his classroom open, slamming and warding it once he had pulled her through. He did the same to his office door and the door to his private rooms.

Ginny struggled in his grasp to get away. "Stop!" she demanded. This was different. Much different than the last time he had brought her down here. Her words has ignited something she wasn't sure she could put out.

Severus was furious. The witch belonged to him. And he would be sure of that. He ripped her Quidditch robes off easily, ignoring her cries for him to stop. After managing to get out of his own robes, he threw them to the floor before pushing Ginny onto his bed.

Ginny cried out in fear. "Stop!" This was a new side of him. Sure, he seemed intimidating at times, but she had never imagined he would do something like this. She pushed him away as he climbed on top of her. This could not be happening. And in the school where she was supposed to be safe.

Lips attacked her own and Ginny struggled, even biting the dark man's lips. He growled and divested all but her knickers, leaving her body mostly bare. Ginny cried out, attempting harder to push him away.

Severus divested his own shirt, pants, and shoes with wandless magic, leaving him in a pair of black boxers. "You. Are. Mine."

Ginny nodded. "Yes! Yes. I'm yours...please," she begged. "I'm sorry."

Severus shook his head. "Not good enough," he growled, shoving two fingers past her knickers and into her opening. She was bone dry and cried out in pain.

"Stop!" Ginny begged, pain encasing her, both physically and emotionally. "Please, Severus...I'm yours."

"There's only one way to be sure of that," he growled, stimulating her clit.

Ginny cursed herself as her body began to respond to his actions. She kicked weakly. "Not like this...I'm yours, but don't make our first time like this..."

She heard him growl as he pulled his boxers off and her knickers too. "No..." she sobbed weakly, tears covering her face. He was actually going to go through with this.

Severus removed his fingers and guided himself to her entrance, anger still encasing him. Potter would never touch her. She belonged to him. He repeated this over and over as he shoved his length roughly into her, vaguely hearing her cries of pain.

Ginny gasped and screamed out in pain as he broke through her maidenhead. "Stop!" she begged weakly. "Please, Severus."

This seemed to egg him on, and he moved faster within her, ignoring the fact that her maiden's blood and not arousal was what was making it easy for him to move within her passage.

"Mine!" He growled, slamming his length into her.

Ginny cried out, not bothering to struggle against him anymore. She heard his moans get louder and more intense, praying it would be over soon. It was.

Slamming roughly into her, Severus shook and growled as he came. "Mine..." he said forcefully.

Ginny could barely see him through the tears in her eyes, but she didn't miss the look of confusion and horror as they crossed his face.

"Fuck..."

A/N: That's where it's ending. Sorry if you hate it. Review either way. :)