Snake Fang

by M.L. (OH SO FORMAL!!)

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A.N, (Dun dun dun!!!!)

Soo...you notice the change in the rating! OOOOOO LEMONN! D Well, this chapter deals with rape, so you might not want to read....

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"DUMBLEDOR!!!" The young, flustered Draco ran down the stairs out of Slytherin dorms. He clutched the little black book of Harrys in his hand. He had read the last page as it was being writen out. Not by Harry, but by Riddle himself.

'I will have Harry for myself.' it whispered, writting it across the page, in dark blood like ink.

Draco had to protect Harry. He had to..

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Pain. Thats all I knew. Pain as Riddle took all I ever had. My heart, my body, and my emotions.

"Stop it...please.." I muttered against his mouth. I whimpred, I shuddered as his hand reached down to undo my belt.

"I don't want this.." I cried, as he pulled his lips from mine. He kissed my neck. Nipped. Bit.

"Too bad.." he whispered against my neck, his breath tickling the irritated skin. Blood rolled from an esspecially deep bite that he forced on my lower neck. He began again, working his way down until my shirt got in the way. Tearing the worn, hand-me down shirt in half, worked nipped my shoulders, sending shivers down my spine. I bucked. I twisted. I turned. Anything to get away from this torture. I worked my way out from under him. I thanked the Gods I wasn't eating much, and therefor, thin enough to do this. I stood up, I went to run. He grabbed me, falling off the bed in a very un- dark lordly way.

He pulled me to the ground with him. His hand unbuttoned my trousers (haha, he said TROUSERS) and began to undress me..'

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"DUMBLEDOOOORRRRRR" Draco yelled. Of course, by now, yelling was far from needed. Pointless infact. Snape was already leading him to Dumbledore's office

"DUMBLEEEEE.." Draco began again when Snape clamped a cold hand over his mouth.

"Settle down, Mr Malfoy...were here already." Snape muttered.

"My my, Mr. Malfoy, what seems to be the problem?" Dumbledore asked. Draco, so worried, practicly threw the book at him, "Go on! Read it! READ IT!" Draco shouted.

"This is Mr. Potters Diary...why would I want to read it?" Dumbledore said, serious. He was giving Draco a look as if he suspected him of framing Harry.

"Tom Riddle, he writes about Tom Riddle being in his dreams." Draco gasped, not taking time to mention the fact that it also mentions him kissing Harry....

"DUMBLEDOR!" McGongal yelled, running up the stairs, "Ginny has gone MISSING!"

"Ginny!?" Dumbledor said, "If Harrys writting about Riddle..and Ginny is gone.." He didn't need to finish the sentence, they all thought they knew what was happening...but Draco.

"Lets go." Snape said, and the three stared down the stairs.

"NO! HES AFTER HARRY ! GINNY IS A DISTRACTION!" Draco yelled. But it was too late, they were gone...

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"Don't..." I muttered between gasps, growing short of breath. Of course it was too late. Riddle had already violated my santuary. Tears were flowing from my eyes as I listened to the rythmic, harsh breathing of my tormentor. The rythmic thrusts of his hips caused my own to rock in time with them.

"I hate you.." I managed to choke out.

"Now, now Potter, you can't tell me you're not enjoying this." Tom whispered, more of a hiss really, as he reached around to grab my 'member.'

I cried out, not in shock, but more in shame. I was hard... Riddle encircled it and ran his hand up and down, quick, and hard. It hurt. I felt dirty. Used. Although my body was enjoying the horriable torture Riddle unleashed upon it, my heart was aching....

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Later That Night:

Draco burst into Harry's dorm, gasping for breath.

"HARRY!" he yelled, "are you all r-" he stopped, spotting the crying Gryfndor on the gound.

"Harry.." he whispered, not noticing the fact that Harry was only clad in boxers, and the rest of his clothes were torn and tossed carlessly around the floor. He kneeled, putting a hand on Harry's bare shoulder. Harry shivered and pulled away.

"I'll kill whoever did this.." Draco growled, standing up. About to leave, Harry grabbed his hand.

"Please..don't leave me.." he said, looking up at Draco. "You said..You said you'd protect me.."

Draco looked down into Harrys teary eyes and smiled sympthaticly. "Of course Harry. I'll stay.." he said, "let me go get you pajamas.." (Aww...KAWAI!) Before Draco turned to Harrys trunk, Harry was sure he saw something in his eyes.

'Is that sympathy..or is it...love?' Harry thought, blushing before he shook the thought away. This was getting to complex...

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TO BE CONTINUED!!!!

Loser: Well Im not really good at Lemons...I feel stupid writting them...after all...sex just isn't my bag. I like humor..and pie....well, I know I promised a few Riddle wouldn't get to rape harry, but there were more that wanted it to happen so....GOMEN!