A/N: Finally, the long-awaited chapter 2 of THE RAPEFLUFF! Enjoy. Oh, and
we realized that we forgot a disclaimer in the 1st chapter...HP and all
it's wonderment are NOT OURS.
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Ginny woke up early the next day. She gingerly looked around to see if anyone else was up, to find all her dorm-mates fast asleep, not all in gracious sleep, though. She giggled when she saw Kelly Bing, her best friend snoring, drooling on her pillow and half-fallen from her bed. Ginny grabbed her robe and went to change in the bathroom.
Ginny soon emerged from the bathroom. She tiptoed down to the Griffindor commons room, careful not to wake anyone. As she reached the bottom of the spiral staircase, she tripped on an uneven stone. She pitched right into Harry's arms, who looked at her with a grin.
"Nice of you to drop in," he remarked, kissing her.
Ginny giggled. "I didn't 'drop in'. I meant to do that. I had cleverly strategized to fall straight into your arms, Mr. Potter, obviously" she said, trying hard to keep a straight face, but to no avail.
"Very well strategized, I might add," Harry added, his grin growing bigger.
"Oh no. No, no, no," Ginny said with a squeal, anticipating what was to come. Harry put her down on the ground and immediately began to tickle her. Ginny collapsed into a mound of giggling red hair. Harry took his opportunity to pick her up again and dump her on the couch. "Humph! This is an outra--" Ginny began, but had to stop when Harry lightly pressed his lips on hers. She stopped giggling immediately. Ginny leaned into the kiss, placing more pressure behind her lips. She wrapped her arm around Harry's neck, entwining her fingers in his hair.
"'Lo, all," Ron said with a yawn. "Oh, for all the bloody times for you two to be making out, it had to be in front of my virgin eyes right after I woke up from one of the best dreams I've had all year!"
Harry and Ginny didn't notice Ron, and continued with their 'make-out fest'. "Looks like you and Malfoy finally agree on something, disagreeing with their 'public displays of affection'" Hermione said, giggling.
Harry looked up. "You're really not one to talk, Ron. You and Hermione are almost as 'open' in your public displays of affection as we are."
"And I don't even want to know what your dream was," Ginny said. "Judging by the way you're holding Hermione, I don't even want to ask."
"Well look who decided to stop devouring my best friend and join in the conversation with the rest of us, not so hormone driven people," remarked Ron.
"Much to my discontent," said Harry.
Ron groaned, and threw up his hands. "C'mon, Ron," Hermione said, subtly motioning for him to go down to breakfast with her.
"Wait...Umph...UP!" Ginny said between kisses. "We're coming too...oh never mind, we'll be there soon"
***
15 minutes later, Harry and Ginny walked down to breakfast. "Nice of you to join us," Hermione joked. Ginny rolled her eyes and picked up a piece of toast. Suddenly Hedwig flew down and dropped an envelope on her lap. Ginny opened it and a ring fell out, along with a piece of paper.
'Dearest Ginny, I know you may be shocked and wondering why the hell I'm sending you a ring, well it's probably not what you're thinking.'
Ginny let out a sigh of relief, then continued to read the letter.
'This is not an engagement ring, it's a promise ring. It doesn't mean we are to be married, it is made for you to know that I love you, and you will never lose this ring as long as you return my love. I cast the spell on it to bring you comfort, not to make you anxious or scared of our future. I love you Ginny, with all my heart, -Harry'
"Aww!" Ginny said, tears of happiness running down her face. "That is so sweet!" She flung her arms around Harry. "I love you, too, you know..."
"You better for what I'm paying you" Harry said, jokingly.
Ginny giggled. "Well I do, I really truly do."
"Someone explain the note the ring, and the excited 'I do's to me this second or I can assure you, I will pass out!" Ron yelled.
"Chill, Ron, no one is getting married," Ginny insisted. "Harry just gave me a promise ring, you know, saying he loves me."
Ron looked extremely relieved--he was not looking forward to the day his little sister would get married. "Oh, well then. It's not like anybody didn't know he loved you."
Harry blushed. Draco, who was standing right behind them rolled his eyes. "Aww how cute, taking a step further in your love vows to each other, If you want to get laid, Potter, just tell her!"
Harry whirled around, drawing his wand. "No, Harry, don't, please." Ginny beseeched.
"So sweet." Draco said sarcastically.
"Ya know what Malfoy? I would be a little more grateful because I just prevented my boyfriend from kicking your arse, badly! I've tried to stay calm and ignore your comments, but this is enough, my temper is up!" Ginny shoved Malfoy back onto the table and drew her wand. "Tarantallagra!" she shouted. At the same moment Harry shouted "Rictusempra!". The result was quite disastrous--in Draco's case, at least. He was doubled over, laughing and wheezing, while his feet were dancing in time to unheard music.
Professor McGonagall quickly made her way up to Draco. "What happened here?" she asked, startled.
"Erm..." Ginny said, turning bright red.
"Miss Weasley, you will have detention tonight for....that." Professor McGonagall said, referring to Draco, who sent a smirk in Ginny's direction. "And Mr. Malfoy, because I believe you most likely did something to deserve those curses, you will be sharing Miss Weasley's detention."
Draco's mouth dropped but he quickly regained his composure and sent a menacing glare Ginny's way. When McGonagall had walked away he turned to her, "You know, little weasel, you weren't this bad before, in fact you were quite some help to the Dark Lord, but Potter's been a bad influence on you."
Ginny spun around, her face even redder than before. "You what, Malfoy? YOU KNOW WHAT? Never, ever, insult Harry in front of me!" she screamed, her palm making contact with Draco's face.
Draco sniggered, "Ooh, feisty. Down little weasel, down, I'm sure Potter doesn't want you to waste any of that energy on me." And with that he calmly walked away.
Ginny turned, trying to keep the tears from her eyes. Not looking where she was going, she ran straight into Harry. "Don't worry, Gin. Malfoy doesn't matter--he can't hurt you, or me" Harry said, wrapping his arms around her.
***
"Miss Weasley, you will be sorting ingredients and alphabetizing them backwards by the 5th to last letter, except for the 'P's and the 'M's, which will switch places. If the ingredient has less than 5 letters, the put it in another category alphabetized from N-Z, and then A-M.
"Mr. Malfoy, you will wash this one table," Snape said, pointing to a small table in the corner of the dungeon, "While chewing this stick of gum."
"What??" Ginny protested, stuttering at the unfairness of Snape's punishment.
"Is that not sufficiently challenging, Miss Weasley?" Snape asked, his eyes flashing. "Would you like me to add more to your punishment?"
"Yes, Professor," Draco said. "I do believe she is challenging your authority."
"No, no, no," Ginny stammered. "I was going to ask whether I should alphabetize aconite by aconite, monkshood, or wolfsbane."
"Divide it into 3 equal piles, and then alphabetize them accordingly. Now, get to work, both of you," Snape ordered, and walked away.
Draco smiled evilly. "You know, Weasley, you could be very attractive if you didn't constantly have bits of Potter all over your face."
Ginny smirked. "Was that a pathetic attempt to hit on me, Malfoy?"
"First of all, I don't make 'pathetic attempts'," Draco responded. "Second, I would never even think of hitting on a Weasley."
"Whatever, Malfoy. I have to go sort those ingredients by...whatever it was Snape said."
Draco laughed. "You're not going anywhere."
"Excuse me?"
"Does the little Weasel have a hearing problem? Oh, I get it...you can't hear me, your hair's too loud!"
"You know what I meant, Malfoy."
"Well, obviously you don't know what I meant." And then Draco did the unthinkable. He pulled Ginny into the corner and raped her. * Pulls Ginny into the corner and rapes her *
Ginny woke up early the next day. She gingerly looked around to see if anyone else was up, to find all her dorm-mates fast asleep, not all in gracious sleep, though. She giggled when she saw Kelly Bing, her best friend snoring, drooling on her pillow and half-fallen from her bed. Ginny grabbed her robe and went to change in the bathroom.
Ginny soon emerged from the bathroom. She tiptoed down to the Griffindor commons room, careful not to wake anyone. As she reached the bottom of the spiral staircase, she tripped on an uneven stone. She pitched right into Harry's arms, who looked at her with a grin.
"Nice of you to drop in," he remarked, kissing her.
Ginny giggled. "I didn't 'drop in'. I meant to do that. I had cleverly strategized to fall straight into your arms, Mr. Potter, obviously" she said, trying hard to keep a straight face, but to no avail.
"Very well strategized, I might add," Harry added, his grin growing bigger.
"Oh no. No, no, no," Ginny said with a squeal, anticipating what was to come. Harry put her down on the ground and immediately began to tickle her. Ginny collapsed into a mound of giggling red hair. Harry took his opportunity to pick her up again and dump her on the couch. "Humph! This is an outra--" Ginny began, but had to stop when Harry lightly pressed his lips on hers. She stopped giggling immediately. Ginny leaned into the kiss, placing more pressure behind her lips. She wrapped her arm around Harry's neck, entwining her fingers in his hair.
"'Lo, all," Ron said with a yawn. "Oh, for all the bloody times for you two to be making out, it had to be in front of my virgin eyes right after I woke up from one of the best dreams I've had all year!"
Harry and Ginny didn't notice Ron, and continued with their 'make-out fest'. "Looks like you and Malfoy finally agree on something, disagreeing with their 'public displays of affection'" Hermione said, giggling.
Harry looked up. "You're really not one to talk, Ron. You and Hermione are almost as 'open' in your public displays of affection as we are."
"And I don't even want to know what your dream was," Ginny said. "Judging by the way you're holding Hermione, I don't even want to ask."
"Well look who decided to stop devouring my best friend and join in the conversation with the rest of us, not so hormone driven people," remarked Ron.
"Much to my discontent," said Harry.
Ron groaned, and threw up his hands. "C'mon, Ron," Hermione said, subtly motioning for him to go down to breakfast with her.
"Wait...Umph...UP!" Ginny said between kisses. "We're coming too...oh never mind, we'll be there soon"
***
15 minutes later, Harry and Ginny walked down to breakfast. "Nice of you to join us," Hermione joked. Ginny rolled her eyes and picked up a piece of toast. Suddenly Hedwig flew down and dropped an envelope on her lap. Ginny opened it and a ring fell out, along with a piece of paper.
'Dearest Ginny, I know you may be shocked and wondering why the hell I'm sending you a ring, well it's probably not what you're thinking.'
Ginny let out a sigh of relief, then continued to read the letter.
'This is not an engagement ring, it's a promise ring. It doesn't mean we are to be married, it is made for you to know that I love you, and you will never lose this ring as long as you return my love. I cast the spell on it to bring you comfort, not to make you anxious or scared of our future. I love you Ginny, with all my heart, -Harry'
"Aww!" Ginny said, tears of happiness running down her face. "That is so sweet!" She flung her arms around Harry. "I love you, too, you know..."
"You better for what I'm paying you" Harry said, jokingly.
Ginny giggled. "Well I do, I really truly do."
"Someone explain the note the ring, and the excited 'I do's to me this second or I can assure you, I will pass out!" Ron yelled.
"Chill, Ron, no one is getting married," Ginny insisted. "Harry just gave me a promise ring, you know, saying he loves me."
Ron looked extremely relieved--he was not looking forward to the day his little sister would get married. "Oh, well then. It's not like anybody didn't know he loved you."
Harry blushed. Draco, who was standing right behind them rolled his eyes. "Aww how cute, taking a step further in your love vows to each other, If you want to get laid, Potter, just tell her!"
Harry whirled around, drawing his wand. "No, Harry, don't, please." Ginny beseeched.
"So sweet." Draco said sarcastically.
"Ya know what Malfoy? I would be a little more grateful because I just prevented my boyfriend from kicking your arse, badly! I've tried to stay calm and ignore your comments, but this is enough, my temper is up!" Ginny shoved Malfoy back onto the table and drew her wand. "Tarantallagra!" she shouted. At the same moment Harry shouted "Rictusempra!". The result was quite disastrous--in Draco's case, at least. He was doubled over, laughing and wheezing, while his feet were dancing in time to unheard music.
Professor McGonagall quickly made her way up to Draco. "What happened here?" she asked, startled.
"Erm..." Ginny said, turning bright red.
"Miss Weasley, you will have detention tonight for....that." Professor McGonagall said, referring to Draco, who sent a smirk in Ginny's direction. "And Mr. Malfoy, because I believe you most likely did something to deserve those curses, you will be sharing Miss Weasley's detention."
Draco's mouth dropped but he quickly regained his composure and sent a menacing glare Ginny's way. When McGonagall had walked away he turned to her, "You know, little weasel, you weren't this bad before, in fact you were quite some help to the Dark Lord, but Potter's been a bad influence on you."
Ginny spun around, her face even redder than before. "You what, Malfoy? YOU KNOW WHAT? Never, ever, insult Harry in front of me!" she screamed, her palm making contact with Draco's face.
Draco sniggered, "Ooh, feisty. Down little weasel, down, I'm sure Potter doesn't want you to waste any of that energy on me." And with that he calmly walked away.
Ginny turned, trying to keep the tears from her eyes. Not looking where she was going, she ran straight into Harry. "Don't worry, Gin. Malfoy doesn't matter--he can't hurt you, or me" Harry said, wrapping his arms around her.
***
"Miss Weasley, you will be sorting ingredients and alphabetizing them backwards by the 5th to last letter, except for the 'P's and the 'M's, which will switch places. If the ingredient has less than 5 letters, the put it in another category alphabetized from N-Z, and then A-M.
"Mr. Malfoy, you will wash this one table," Snape said, pointing to a small table in the corner of the dungeon, "While chewing this stick of gum."
"What??" Ginny protested, stuttering at the unfairness of Snape's punishment.
"Is that not sufficiently challenging, Miss Weasley?" Snape asked, his eyes flashing. "Would you like me to add more to your punishment?"
"Yes, Professor," Draco said. "I do believe she is challenging your authority."
"No, no, no," Ginny stammered. "I was going to ask whether I should alphabetize aconite by aconite, monkshood, or wolfsbane."
"Divide it into 3 equal piles, and then alphabetize them accordingly. Now, get to work, both of you," Snape ordered, and walked away.
Draco smiled evilly. "You know, Weasley, you could be very attractive if you didn't constantly have bits of Potter all over your face."
Ginny smirked. "Was that a pathetic attempt to hit on me, Malfoy?"
"First of all, I don't make 'pathetic attempts'," Draco responded. "Second, I would never even think of hitting on a Weasley."
"Whatever, Malfoy. I have to go sort those ingredients by...whatever it was Snape said."
Draco laughed. "You're not going anywhere."
"Excuse me?"
"Does the little Weasel have a hearing problem? Oh, I get it...you can't hear me, your hair's too loud!"
"You know what I meant, Malfoy."
"Well, obviously you don't know what I meant." And then Draco did the unthinkable. He pulled Ginny into the corner and raped her. * Pulls Ginny into the corner and rapes her *