" What have I done?" he whispered as he snapped out of a deep thinking that could be referred also as a state of trance.

"This is not happening, what.oh god" he mumbled and leaned back in his bed, a headache was appearing and it sent fiery pains threw his already troubled head. He was alone in his dormitory, which he appreciated, the rest were at a party at the raven claws dormitory. They'd been there all night.

How could I have just done that? It must've been a dream, I would never. I would never. Ginny. he thought weakly. It's just a bad dream, it can't be true, it just can't! I couldn't do that, my body was merely a puppet being controlled of an other person but I was watching, oh I was watching he thought.

Ginny.Oh god. I just left her. she will tell everyone, EVERYONE! They'll send me to Azkaban, they will all hate me, Azkaban. the dementors. the torture. They'll all try to kill me, they will all.hate.me. He felt tears of pain and memory fill his eyes but yet. he It wasn't near the pain he'd felt when he had realised what he'd done to the unconscious Ginny lying beneath him.

He leaned his chin against his knees and wrapped his arms around them. He was now crying quietly.

Dear god. She has been already lately so ill and sad. and now. he thought as tears sprung free. Now I've destroyed her. I mutilated her. I've raped my lovers little sister. the sickness was overwhelming him. No! He thought. My. my ex lover's sister. Ron.

Oh god! Why did I even break up with him? I LOVE HIM he is my life! WHY did I... Ginny... He was now trembling. Am I insane? Maybe I've gone nuts, maybe somebody cursed me! Maybe I'm just.a monster. He thought.

"Why am I feeling suddenly so satisfied?" he whispered as the sick thought made throw up on his bed.

"Because you enjoyed it" He heard a voice say. He looked around in a sudden panic, he was crying and had been probably talking to him self, Oh god. who was it?

"Who."he tried to speak but his voice broke.

"Who is there? He whispered, standing up.

"Who do you think it is?" a familiar voice hissed, it sent shivers and a slight fear go threw him. "I am the one you depend on, I am the one who conquered the dark lord, I was the one who gave you courage to leave that Weasley fool. I am the best of us. Now. Who do you think it is?" the voice said and he felt a smile go threw him, it scared the shit out of him. What the hell is happening he thought?

" I. I don't understand. wha.." He tried but it all came in a weak mumble.

"Now I'm getting tired of your consciousness, it is merely an emotion, but I can make it go away, Harry. You do want it to go away?" The voice said in a soothing way that made Harry entirely calm.

"Yes." Harry whispered for the guilt was eating him up. The next thing he noticed that a smile appeared on his lips and that everything went black.

*

Ginny woke up in her bed, the first thing she noticed was the soaring pain. the pain. Tears now sprung free and they came as a flood.

The pain. she thought.

I feel so sick, what am I anymore?

I am used. Oh god! HARRY! The name went threw her head and a headache flushed threw her head, she was sure it would explode soon.

"Oh god" she whispered, she felt sweat running threw her face and body, the sweat getting mixed with the tears. She cried out and screamed but nobody was there, where were they?

Why am I alone? Alone. She thought and in the dizziness, fear found a hole and crept in.

Oh My.oh god.!

What if he. he... comes back..? And.. Nausea filled her stomach and she stumbled out of bed and threw up on the floor. The pain was now increasing between her legs and she yelped in a sudden pain and humiliation.

I need Draco she thought and stumbled forward, tears still leaking and mixing with the sweat that appeared constantly.

Ginny was feeling a rush of panic go threw her, something's wrong. Where is everyone, she looked around in the empty common room and felt fear yet flush threw her.

I must get out, I must be safe. I need someone. She thought as Harry's name was still going threw her head and the memory made her throw up again.

"I hate you Harry Potter" she mumbled and stumbled put of the painting and the lady looked worried at her.

*

"Dear" she asked after Ginny who stumbled blindly forward, "are you alright dear?" She asked but the only answer she got was a scared jump and a faster approach to go wherever she was supposed to go.

The fat lady's eyes started to moisten and she wondered why the poor little girl wasn't attending class.

* "Draco" she cried as her legs gave in to the pain and she fell on her knees, she was already in the dungeons and she had no idea how she'd gotten there.

She felt so lost, so alone.

"Draco" she almost screamed, the pain was so. Horrible and she felt the grief growing in her chest.

"Oh my god." she whispered to herself. "He doesn't want...me anymore... I'm spoiled, I'm. "she couldn't speak anymore cause she noticed the blood that had stained her legs and it was like her dream would come threw. In an other way of course but she didn't care. The only thing she cared about was that Harry.Had raped her. Tears appeared again as pictures flashed threw her head and she felt sick again.

"DRACO!" She screamed and cried on the cold floor, rocking forward and backward trying to ease the pain between her legs and in her heart.

"DRACO! HELP ME! God. help meee." she cried and screamed at the same time.

She heard footsteps coming closer to her but it didn't matter who saw her now in her state, she was used and spoiled. And she wouldn't get the love she needed from Draco. The love she had longed for.

All she could do was to let the person carry her away; she couldn't even look him or her in the face. The pain was too much. The humiliation was worse. But the love she probably had lost, it was unbearable.

*

Poor girl, he thought. There is only little Poppy can do to her to make her feel better, and it was only the flesh wounds she could mend.

Not the ones that hurt the most.

My consciousness is killing me.

Should I get the person she is crying for in her sleep or should I spare him from the pain that would be before him.

Should I try to make her feel better, retrieve her some comfort or should I spare her from a possible rejection from him.

I'm not sure if he is strong enough.

This hurts me. This hurts me hard.

But I'm sure he couldn't handle it, I'm almost sure he'd brake and leave her.

This is the decision that's been left in my hands, the responsibility I should cope with.

Oh poor little girl, I'd do anything to go back in time to save you from this pain.

I'd stay with you day and night if I could give you the comfort you need.

But it's not my fatherly love you need and crave. It's the one you need from Draco.

But it's my responsibility to act after my opinion, and I know you respect it.

You were such a perfect student, you could've been a potions mistress, that I am certain with.

The only thing I now hope for, is that you'd find the energy, the life source from Draco, and at least find a reason to live.

So now I'm off to fetch one of my favourite pupils from my own house, and maybe destroy his life.

* Draco looked at the pale face that was twisted in a pained grimace. It was strange that she even could have a sort of nightmare, if even a calm one, when she had received an dreamless potion.

But Severus had merely stated that she'd gone threw.a lot.

Oh my Gin... Oh god... Who had done this? He thought as anger went threw her and clouded the grief; it was relieving for a moment.

Those dreams have already tortured her to the edge, and now. This?

Tears appeared yet again; as they had so many times this hour after Severus had emotionless informed that he had they had business to attend.

Business, how cold he thought. But it was the only right to do infront of the entire House.

He brushed a couple of hair locks from her yes as she'd begun to twitch a little. Draco got startled that she calmed down by merely the touch of his hand against her forehead. Draco smiled.

She knew it was him.

He knew that he could've moved her carefully and placed himself beside her; given the comfort she so obviously needed and could receive from him. But he couldn't.

He couldn't.

The contact of his hand against her head was already tearing him apart, sending tortured feelings threw him. He didn't know where they came from or why they came but he knew it would be hell if he'd lie beside her. And that he feared it tore him even more. He couldn't even give some relief to the person he'd been sure he'd die for.

What was happening to him, what is happening?

Tears filled his eyes as pictures flashed threw his head, mostly of her dead, or her screaming, but he held his hand in the same place for he knew that he couldn't betray her more then he'd already done and for her sake he would handle it.

Ginny... please help me get threw this. I need to feel that steady love that I felt before.

I don't want to feel that I am living lie.

*

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