She had redone the test at least five different times. Each time it came out the same. She was going to be a mother. Ginny Weasely felt hot tears streaking silently down her pale face, as she thought of how this had come to be.
'NO!' she had said. She had been walking away from Potions after the other second years, when a dark figure had appeared from a side door. Nobody had heard her. 'NO!' she screamed again, but was silenced by a blow to the head. She had woken up an hour later in a side compartment of Snape's office. She was naked, and one of her feet was on a chain connected to the wall. 'That sick, horny, mother-fucking bastard!' she had thought to herself. Then he was in the room.
'AH! You are awake, my dear...' he had said, sliding out of his robes. He had taken her slowly, restraining her hands with his own. He had kept muttering, 'Lily... oh... Lily...' She could only imagine what THAT meant. He was torturing her. Killing her soul...
"GINNY!" Ron's voice came from the outside of the dormitory door.
"Wha?.. Oh... Sorry, Ron! Be right out!" was her stuttered reply. She dressed quickly, and came running out of her dormitory, and straight into Hermione, who Ron had sent on a 'reconosance mission' to get Ginny.
"Ginny! Where's the hurricane?!" Hermione said. Ginny smiled a forlorn smile, said "sorry," and they went down to get some breakfast.
* * *
Upon entering the Great Hall, they found, to Ginny's enormous relief, that everything was quite normal. Harry was seated accross from Ron, in the usual manner. Hermione moved to take the seat next to Ron, while Ginny sat timidly next to Harry. Harry looked at her with penetrating green eyes.
"Is something wrong, Gin?"
"No, Harry," she lied, "Just another test in Potions, is all."
"Ah!" said Harry knowingly, "Know how much everyone hates those."
He smiled, and that smile made Ginny forget for the moment, of her predicament.
'NO!' she had said. She had been walking away from Potions after the other second years, when a dark figure had appeared from a side door. Nobody had heard her. 'NO!' she screamed again, but was silenced by a blow to the head. She had woken up an hour later in a side compartment of Snape's office. She was naked, and one of her feet was on a chain connected to the wall. 'That sick, horny, mother-fucking bastard!' she had thought to herself. Then he was in the room.
'AH! You are awake, my dear...' he had said, sliding out of his robes. He had taken her slowly, restraining her hands with his own. He had kept muttering, 'Lily... oh... Lily...' She could only imagine what THAT meant. He was torturing her. Killing her soul...
"GINNY!" Ron's voice came from the outside of the dormitory door.
"Wha?.. Oh... Sorry, Ron! Be right out!" was her stuttered reply. She dressed quickly, and came running out of her dormitory, and straight into Hermione, who Ron had sent on a 'reconosance mission' to get Ginny.
"Ginny! Where's the hurricane?!" Hermione said. Ginny smiled a forlorn smile, said "sorry," and they went down to get some breakfast.
* * *
Upon entering the Great Hall, they found, to Ginny's enormous relief, that everything was quite normal. Harry was seated accross from Ron, in the usual manner. Hermione moved to take the seat next to Ron, while Ginny sat timidly next to Harry. Harry looked at her with penetrating green eyes.
"Is something wrong, Gin?"
"No, Harry," she lied, "Just another test in Potions, is all."
"Ah!" said Harry knowingly, "Know how much everyone hates those."
He smiled, and that smile made Ginny forget for the moment, of her predicament.