Violated

"What the hell Pansy?"

Crabbe laughed and pulled the girl through the portrait into the Common Room. Goyle quickly followed, but he took a look back before he came in. He knew what Draco was like pissed, and he seemed like he didn't really want to leave me alone with him.

"Bye, Goyle," Draco ordered.

Goyle nodded and continued on. He gave me an I-feel-bad-for-you-look before he disappeared. I'm fucked and he knew it.

I wished Harry hadn't left me. I knew he wanted me to face Draco on my own, but I don't think he ever fully comprehended my problem with Draco. I can never win. All Harry had to do was tell Ginny they were over, I was better off fighting a Greyback.

"What's with you and Potter?" He asked me.

Silence. He look half-entertained, half-serial killer.

I looked at him and mustered all my courage. This wasn't going to end well no matter what I said, so being me I said the stupidest thing ever.

"I've liked him for awhile and apparently he liked me too. We just got together this weekend, it no big deal."

"No big deal?" He asked me with a terrifying voice. Draco gets angry on an hourly basis, but he looked like he would rip the world apart if he could, after ripping me and Harry first.

He grabbed my arm and started pulling me down the hallway, away from the Great Hall and deeper into the dungeons.

"What do you think you're doing? You have no right-"

"Shut up, whore."

He pushed me into an empty room. I looked around and realized it was a closet for Snape's old and worn cauldrons. The room was covered with them.

"You can't boss me around anymore. I'm sick of it."

He grabbed my face and slapped me.

"You belong to me. Why do you think you have the right to be with anyone else?"

"I don't belong to you," I spat. "I don't want you anymore and you made it perfectly clear you didn't want me."

He laughed at me. I felt myself break a little. I never understood why I always broke down around him. I thought I loved him. And a little bit of me did.

"I'll always have you Pansy. No one else could ever put up with you," he said as he took a step towards me. I froze, trying not to cry. "And you will always need me. Potter will just throw you out like trash anyway."

"Because you didn't?"

He pushed his body into me, pining me against a few of the cauldrons. He had his hands on my wrists and there was no way I could move. He brought his face up to mine and whispered in my ear.

"I want you too bad."

My body went into shock. He wants me? He still wants me?

"You know I would never do that. I have to have you, Pansy. I thought you would know that by now."

No, was all I could think. Not again. I'm not going through another round of begging and pleading and sex and anger and frustration.

"Well it's too late. Even if it wasn't for Harry, I...I can't tolerate this anymore." I tried to push him off of me with the little power I could muster in my situation. He didn't even budge.

I looked up into his eyes and he was smirking.

He let go of one of my hands, but I was still unable to do anything. It wasn't until after I saw he grabbed his wand that I screamed. But it was too late, he muttered a muting spell. Nothing came out when I tried to speak.

"Then he reached down and pulled up my skirt and pulled down my underwear. My free hand was pushing trying to push his hand away, but he was so strong. My panties fell to the floor and I was still struggling. He took my mouth with his and kissed me roughly. He always likes it rough and tears were falling down my face. He licked one of them with his tongue and I cried more.

I knew that I wasn't supposed to fight back, my uncle had taught me long about the rules. It makes it more painful. Your just suppose to take it. But for some reason I went against my years of training and put my all my strength into pushing him away. He shifted his body pining me with his shoulder.

It was going to happen, I knew it was. I could feel his cock pulsating against me, still in his pants. He undid his belt, dropped his pants and boxers. He took his face against me and pushed inside of me, and I couldn't even scream. I felt like I was being torn apart, he entered me with such power,I threw my hand back and knocked over a cauldron, breaking it.

"That's how you like it, isn't it?"

He started rocking back and forth, going deeper and deeper. I could barely breathe. It hurt worse and worse with every thrust. Tears fell down my neck. Draco was so large.

I started to black out from the pain. I looked down to see blood dripping down my leg. I had never wanted to cut myself so bad at the moment. Just to end it.

When I started going in and out, I heard a loud bang and a spark of colors. Draco came out of me and I was thrown to the ground, losing consciousness.