Sara D - Don't be silly, I'm sure your stories are just great!
Leila - LOL it has to end somewhere, I'm afraid! I don't want to end the fic though - I could keep this going forever!
VampireHunter - Oh... um. don't die! Please :-( Here, this chapter's just for you, hehe.
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The evening was spent in the dormitories, away from Harry. Ginny had been reading in bed all day. I decided not to tell her about Snape letting me off detention. I was sure Snape wouldn't appreciate me telling the school he had a soft spot. I brought some food up from the Great Hall for Ginny. I didn't even bother asking her to tell me what happened with Harry. Maybe I already knew, subconsciously. The next three hours passed quickly as we busied ourselves with reading, as our friends walked in and out of the dormitory freely without being noticed.
I looked over at Ginny, who was now fast asleep. The poor girl had red eyes from where she'd been crying silently. I sighed, put my book down and went to see who was in the common room. Most people were still up, as it was only 10pm. Pavarti and Lavender weren't anywhere to be seen, so I grit my teeth and made my way over to Harry, who was sitting with Ron.
"Hey 'Mione!" said Ron. "Ain't see you all day, where were you?" "Just upstairs." I avoided mentioning Ginny. I knew an evil spark would flash across Harry's eyes, and I didn't want to see.
Somehow I got myself into a game of chess with Ron, and won somehow. "I'm tired" was his lame excuse. Harry insisted he played the winner, so I was stuck with him. People filtered out of the common room as our chess game dragged on. It was torture. Harry's foot was rubbing against my inner leg but I couldn't do anything. Harry could easily deny it and I would be forever labelled the liar. I bit my lower lip and continued playing, trying to act normal and not letting Harry see I was ready to kill him.
"Right," Ron stood up, "I'm going to bed. See you in the morning guys." With that, several other people nodded and stood up to follow. What the hell was this? Some big plan to get me alone with Harry? I told myself when the chess game was finished I'd march straight to my room without a backwards glance. The only people left in the common room were me and Harry, and two people from the year below doing some last minute homework. When they got up to leave I panicked. Now there would be no one around! Harry looked at me over the rims of his glasses and carried on playing chess, though his foot still slid up and down my inner thigh. His foot rested between my legs for a while as he looked down at the chessboard thoughtfully. An evil smile spread across his face.
"Checkmate."
I sent a smile his way and stood up from the table, relieved to be able to get away. I spun on my heel and walked towards the girl's dorms. A firm hand gripped onto my wrists and another hand was clamped onto my shoulder and spun me round. I stood facing Harry, who had a wicked smile on his face. I opened my mouth to speak but Harry had pushed me hard against the wall. My back slammed against the wall and I close my eyes and bit hard on my lip. It would be over soon, I just had to get it over and done with. There was no way I could fight him, he had grown taller and stronger. Maybe I could talk him out of it, I thought.
"Harry, please."
A fist whacked against my jaw and made it numb. I wanted to sink down and let the world open up and swallow me whole. It was all a bit hazy, but I saw Harry taking his belt off. He ripped off my clothes in an animalistic manner and forced his way into me. It hurt me. He hurt me. He knew I was a virgin and he was purposefully being as rough and as hard as he could be. Tears rolled down my cheeks as he continued to thrust into me. I placed my hands on Harry's arms to push him away, but he grabbed my wrists and held them tightly above my head, against the wall. He had me trapped. My wrists were bruising. I cried out in pain and felt my wrist released as his fist met my stomach.
"Shut the fuck up." He said plainly. I still had a free hand, which I had to place on Harry's shoulder to steady myself. I needed to lie down, as I was on the verge of collapsing. My head fell forward and my hair covered my face. I didn't want Harry to see he was winning.
Suddenly I fell to the floor. I looked up through the hair that was covering my teary eyes. Harry was putting his belt back on, staring at me the whole time. I didn't move until Harry left the room. I grabbed my clothes and put them on again. I was in pain. I had to get out of the room, it smelled of him.
Leila - LOL it has to end somewhere, I'm afraid! I don't want to end the fic though - I could keep this going forever!
VampireHunter - Oh... um. don't die! Please :-( Here, this chapter's just for you, hehe.
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The evening was spent in the dormitories, away from Harry. Ginny had been reading in bed all day. I decided not to tell her about Snape letting me off detention. I was sure Snape wouldn't appreciate me telling the school he had a soft spot. I brought some food up from the Great Hall for Ginny. I didn't even bother asking her to tell me what happened with Harry. Maybe I already knew, subconsciously. The next three hours passed quickly as we busied ourselves with reading, as our friends walked in and out of the dormitory freely without being noticed.
I looked over at Ginny, who was now fast asleep. The poor girl had red eyes from where she'd been crying silently. I sighed, put my book down and went to see who was in the common room. Most people were still up, as it was only 10pm. Pavarti and Lavender weren't anywhere to be seen, so I grit my teeth and made my way over to Harry, who was sitting with Ron.
"Hey 'Mione!" said Ron. "Ain't see you all day, where were you?" "Just upstairs." I avoided mentioning Ginny. I knew an evil spark would flash across Harry's eyes, and I didn't want to see.
Somehow I got myself into a game of chess with Ron, and won somehow. "I'm tired" was his lame excuse. Harry insisted he played the winner, so I was stuck with him. People filtered out of the common room as our chess game dragged on. It was torture. Harry's foot was rubbing against my inner leg but I couldn't do anything. Harry could easily deny it and I would be forever labelled the liar. I bit my lower lip and continued playing, trying to act normal and not letting Harry see I was ready to kill him.
"Right," Ron stood up, "I'm going to bed. See you in the morning guys." With that, several other people nodded and stood up to follow. What the hell was this? Some big plan to get me alone with Harry? I told myself when the chess game was finished I'd march straight to my room without a backwards glance. The only people left in the common room were me and Harry, and two people from the year below doing some last minute homework. When they got up to leave I panicked. Now there would be no one around! Harry looked at me over the rims of his glasses and carried on playing chess, though his foot still slid up and down my inner thigh. His foot rested between my legs for a while as he looked down at the chessboard thoughtfully. An evil smile spread across his face.
"Checkmate."
I sent a smile his way and stood up from the table, relieved to be able to get away. I spun on my heel and walked towards the girl's dorms. A firm hand gripped onto my wrists and another hand was clamped onto my shoulder and spun me round. I stood facing Harry, who had a wicked smile on his face. I opened my mouth to speak but Harry had pushed me hard against the wall. My back slammed against the wall and I close my eyes and bit hard on my lip. It would be over soon, I just had to get it over and done with. There was no way I could fight him, he had grown taller and stronger. Maybe I could talk him out of it, I thought.
"Harry, please."
A fist whacked against my jaw and made it numb. I wanted to sink down and let the world open up and swallow me whole. It was all a bit hazy, but I saw Harry taking his belt off. He ripped off my clothes in an animalistic manner and forced his way into me. It hurt me. He hurt me. He knew I was a virgin and he was purposefully being as rough and as hard as he could be. Tears rolled down my cheeks as he continued to thrust into me. I placed my hands on Harry's arms to push him away, but he grabbed my wrists and held them tightly above my head, against the wall. He had me trapped. My wrists were bruising. I cried out in pain and felt my wrist released as his fist met my stomach.
"Shut the fuck up." He said plainly. I still had a free hand, which I had to place on Harry's shoulder to steady myself. I needed to lie down, as I was on the verge of collapsing. My head fell forward and my hair covered my face. I didn't want Harry to see he was winning.
Suddenly I fell to the floor. I looked up through the hair that was covering my teary eyes. Harry was putting his belt back on, staring at me the whole time. I didn't move until Harry left the room. I grabbed my clothes and put them on again. I was in pain. I had to get out of the room, it smelled of him.