Hey everyone. I'm glad I've gotten so many reviews. Although, I'm not
writing this for reviews. I'm writing it to teach people about rape. When I
was younger I was molested and wished I had known more. It was the most
horrible thing I had ever been through and I thought I had actually done
something wrong. I hope maybe this story can help anyone who's been raped
or abused in way learn to cope with it, and learn they're not wrong for
being the victim. It's a long and hard process to recover. I wanted to talk
about the reviews I got:
marit, thank you for your review. I didn't know I had let that typo slip by. I'm glad you are enjoying the story.
Monika, I am glad you think my story is well written. This chapter actually talks more about the chance that she could be pregnant or have an STD.
kneh13, yes, Ginny is acting that way because of what just happened to her.
Sabacat, I'm glad to see you are enjoying my story and think I have written it well. Yes, rape's not to be taken lightly, but I think people need to learn more about it. Yes, Draco can be mean and cold hearted. The thing with his father in my story has pushed him to the edge. In the next chapters you'll see what other kinds of stuff he's been doing since his father got arrested.
Now, on to the next chapter.
Learning To Cope
Chapter 3
It was early in the morning when Ginny got up. A feeling of uncleanness washed over her. She felt as if Draco was still on her. She could feel him on her skin and inside of her. On her bed next to her was the ripped shirt and folded inside of it were the spoiled underwear she had been wearing when he. When he raped her. The pair he had cleaned himself off with. Ginny couldn't take the sight of the tainted clothes, she opened her a draw close to her and shoved them in there.
Out of sight, out of mind Ginny hoped as she got out of her bed and made her way to the bathroom, but she know it was an idle hope. Nothing could every make that horrible memory go away. Nothing.
Slowly, Ginny got undressed in the bathroom. She stood there for a moment. Her naked body felt cold. She looked down and inspected her body. "Funny, looks the same, but it's not. It will never be the same." Ginny thought.
She stepped into the shower and turned on the hot water. The water cascaded onto her. Wetting her hair and following down on to her body. Ginny picked up the soap and began to wash herself. She was scrubbing her skin with the soap. Trying to get Draco off of her. Trying to get clean again.
After thirty minutes of good scrubbing, Ginny's skin was red and the water was getting cold. She put down the soap and rinsed off. Turned off the water and grapped a towel. She wrapped the towel tightly around herself and got out of the shower and walked into her room. Everyone else was still asleep. Quickly, she put on a pair of sweat pant and a t-shirt. She put her robe on over it and zipped it close.
It was seven now. Two hours before she had class. Breakfast would be starting soon in the great hall. Ginny decided to go to the great hall. She wasn't really hungry but she didn't want to stay in her room with her thoughts. Maybe the sights and sounds of the usually noisy room would take her mind off of things.
Once inside she sat down next to Ron and Hermione. The plate in front of her began to fill with food. "How are you feeling?" Hermione asked her.
"Better," she lied and picked up her fork.
"That's good to hear," Ron commented before taking a sip of his pumpkin juice.
Ginny poked the eggs and sausages in front of her and said, "Hermione, I'm really sorry about the way I acted last night. You were just trying to help me, and I was acting stupid."
"Oh, Ginny. It's ok. I understand. Something bad happened to you and you were shocked. It's alright, really." Hermione said reassuringly.
Ginny smiled weakly. She was glad Hermione wasn't mad at her. She couldn't take anymore at this point. At that moment, Harry came running into the great hall. "There you are," he said looking at Ginny.
She grimaced as Harry looked at her. She hoped he wouldn't make a scene, or embarrass her by telling Ron and Hermione what she had done last night. "What do you want, Harry?" she asked calmly.
Harry was surprised. He thought she would surely been mad at him still. That she would have ignored him or yelled at him. He pushed his shock aside and said, "Ginny, Dumbledore wants to see you."
"Fine," Ginny said and got up. As she was making her way through the great hall she saw Draco. Their eyes made contact and he smirked wickedly at her. Ginny saw him lean over to Crabbe and whisper something. She started to cry and ran out of the room. There was nothing blocking her way, and she ran into Dumbledore's office. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying.
"Hello Miss.Weasley," he said as she entered the office.
"Good morning, sir," she said somberly sure she was in trouble.
"How are we feeling this morning?" he asked her.
"Fine, sir," Ginny lied.
"That is good to hear. One of your friends had told me, that you were not feeling too well yesterday evening." Dumbledore said noticing her red eyes.
"Oh, was it Harry?" Ginny asked.
"I don't think it matters who said it. What matter is if it's true, is it Miss.Weasley?" he asked her gently.
Ginny didn't speak she just nodded silently.
"Would you care to talk about it? Your friends are concerned and so am I." Dumbledore said tenderly.
Ginny thought for a moment and said, "If I tell you, will you promise not tell my mother?"
"I can not promise you that, but if I feel it is not my place to tell her so, I won't," Dumbledore said hoping she wasn't in trouble.
Ginny looked down and said, "I don't know where to start."
"Anywhere you feel comfortable starting Miss. Weasley." Dumbledore said.
"I don't feel comfortable starting anywhere," Ginny said honestly.
"Sometimes, certain things don't feel as bad if you talk about them," Dumbledore said softly.
Ginny sighed and said, "Yesterday, me, my brother, Harry, and Hermione were sitting outside after class. We were eating crisps and joking as we did our homework. We had been sitting there for an hour. Well, the others finished before me and got up to leave. I told them I'd be there in a minute. They went inside as I finished my homework. I finished and put my notebook on top of my other books. I got up and my robe was wrinkled. I smoothed it with my hand. Then, Draco Malfoy came over to me."
"Go on, " Dumbledore prodded gently.
"I don't know why, but I got scared. I just. I just sensed something was wrong. He got real close to me and saw that I was afraid. He said, "What's wrong, red? See the big bad wolf?" I got really scared. I tried to run away, but before I could move he---" Ginny stopped speaking and started to cry.
Dumbledore looked over at her as she cried and shaked. "It will be alright. Maybe talking about what he did will make you feel better," he said.
Ginny continued to cry and shake as she said, "Before I could get away, he hit me off the head with a bottle. It hurt and it gave me a cut on my forehead. It hurt so bad I felt dizzy. He grabbed me by the arm and dragged me behind a tree. He ripped off my robe. Then my shirt. I told him if he stopped I wouldn't tell nobody, and he said, "You better not tell anyone what I did. It would kill your poor fat mother." Then he took off my bra and touched my nipples. He kicked my legs apart and touched my skirt. He lifted it up and took off my panties. He dropped my skirt. I thought maybe he was done, but I was wrong. Next, he took off his robe. Then, he unzipped his pants and pulled out his penis. I wanted to say stop, but I couldn't. I was too ashamed and scared. He pushed his penis inside of me hard. It hurt. He stopped. He felt I was a virgin and said, "Were you a virgin, Ginny? Were you saving it for Potter?" Then, he thrusted forward hard. That really hurt. He started to thrust in and out. It got faster and harder. It last for about five minutes. He shot semen in me and pulled out. He wiped himself off on my shirt. He zipped up and put his robe back on. He looked at me and said I deserved it."
Dumbledore looked at her wide-eyed. The twinkle was no longer in his blue eyes. "Oh, Ginny. I am so sorry that happened to you," he said.
"Dumbledore?" Ginny asked softly.
"Yes?" he answered.
"Will you tell my mom what happened? I don't want her to know." Ginny said.
"No, I don't think it's my place to tell her," Dumbledore replied.
"Thank you and may I ask you one more thing?" Ginny asked.
"Of course," Dumbledore replied.
Ginny looked down and said, "Did I deserve what he did to me?"
Dumbledore blinked and said, "Ginny, no one deserves to be raped. You did nothing wrong. Mr. Malfoy is the wrong doer here. Speaking of which, if you choose to, you can get him into a lot of trouble."
"Trouble?" Ginny asked confused.
"According to school code, if you choose to report what he did, you can get him expelled from Hogwarts. It may be best if the sight of him unnerves you, but if you choose to you will go to trial. Which means there is a possibility he could end up joining his father in Azkaban." Dumbledore said.
"No, I don't want anyone else knowing what he did to me," Ginny said.
"Understandable," Dumbledore replied.
Dumbledore opened up his desk draw and pulled out his wand. He got up and Ginny watch him. With his wand, he opened up a high cabinet. From it he brought fourth a silver rectangular case with a small circular dent in the middle. "Please your finger here," he said pointing to the dent.
Ginny placed her finger there and felt a small prick. "Ouch!" she cried and brought her finger up. She looked at her finger. There was a tiny spot of blood on it.
"Sorry for the pain, but this is necessary. You see you were a pure virgin. No worry of infection, disease, or pregnancy. Now, you may have all three, but I highly doubt it. The test results will be back by tomorrow evening," Dumbledore said.
"Thank you for running the test," Ginny said.
"You're very welcome. Now, if you need to talk, feel free to visit my office any time. The password is chocolate frogs. Also," he sat down and opened another one of his desk drawers and brought out a glowing card, "if you don't feel up to classes just yet show this to your teachers when you go back to class. I'd recommend taking two or three days off from them. Maybe a week," he said handing her the card.
Ginny took the card and said, "Thank you for all of your help. I do feel a little better now that I've told someone."
"You're welcome, Ginny. Don't forget to come tomorrow evening," he said.
"I won't, " Ginny said and left.
marit, thank you for your review. I didn't know I had let that typo slip by. I'm glad you are enjoying the story.
Monika, I am glad you think my story is well written. This chapter actually talks more about the chance that she could be pregnant or have an STD.
kneh13, yes, Ginny is acting that way because of what just happened to her.
Sabacat, I'm glad to see you are enjoying my story and think I have written it well. Yes, rape's not to be taken lightly, but I think people need to learn more about it. Yes, Draco can be mean and cold hearted. The thing with his father in my story has pushed him to the edge. In the next chapters you'll see what other kinds of stuff he's been doing since his father got arrested.
Now, on to the next chapter.
Learning To Cope
Chapter 3
It was early in the morning when Ginny got up. A feeling of uncleanness washed over her. She felt as if Draco was still on her. She could feel him on her skin and inside of her. On her bed next to her was the ripped shirt and folded inside of it were the spoiled underwear she had been wearing when he. When he raped her. The pair he had cleaned himself off with. Ginny couldn't take the sight of the tainted clothes, she opened her a draw close to her and shoved them in there.
Out of sight, out of mind Ginny hoped as she got out of her bed and made her way to the bathroom, but she know it was an idle hope. Nothing could every make that horrible memory go away. Nothing.
Slowly, Ginny got undressed in the bathroom. She stood there for a moment. Her naked body felt cold. She looked down and inspected her body. "Funny, looks the same, but it's not. It will never be the same." Ginny thought.
She stepped into the shower and turned on the hot water. The water cascaded onto her. Wetting her hair and following down on to her body. Ginny picked up the soap and began to wash herself. She was scrubbing her skin with the soap. Trying to get Draco off of her. Trying to get clean again.
After thirty minutes of good scrubbing, Ginny's skin was red and the water was getting cold. She put down the soap and rinsed off. Turned off the water and grapped a towel. She wrapped the towel tightly around herself and got out of the shower and walked into her room. Everyone else was still asleep. Quickly, she put on a pair of sweat pant and a t-shirt. She put her robe on over it and zipped it close.
It was seven now. Two hours before she had class. Breakfast would be starting soon in the great hall. Ginny decided to go to the great hall. She wasn't really hungry but she didn't want to stay in her room with her thoughts. Maybe the sights and sounds of the usually noisy room would take her mind off of things.
Once inside she sat down next to Ron and Hermione. The plate in front of her began to fill with food. "How are you feeling?" Hermione asked her.
"Better," she lied and picked up her fork.
"That's good to hear," Ron commented before taking a sip of his pumpkin juice.
Ginny poked the eggs and sausages in front of her and said, "Hermione, I'm really sorry about the way I acted last night. You were just trying to help me, and I was acting stupid."
"Oh, Ginny. It's ok. I understand. Something bad happened to you and you were shocked. It's alright, really." Hermione said reassuringly.
Ginny smiled weakly. She was glad Hermione wasn't mad at her. She couldn't take anymore at this point. At that moment, Harry came running into the great hall. "There you are," he said looking at Ginny.
She grimaced as Harry looked at her. She hoped he wouldn't make a scene, or embarrass her by telling Ron and Hermione what she had done last night. "What do you want, Harry?" she asked calmly.
Harry was surprised. He thought she would surely been mad at him still. That she would have ignored him or yelled at him. He pushed his shock aside and said, "Ginny, Dumbledore wants to see you."
"Fine," Ginny said and got up. As she was making her way through the great hall she saw Draco. Their eyes made contact and he smirked wickedly at her. Ginny saw him lean over to Crabbe and whisper something. She started to cry and ran out of the room. There was nothing blocking her way, and she ran into Dumbledore's office. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying.
"Hello Miss.Weasley," he said as she entered the office.
"Good morning, sir," she said somberly sure she was in trouble.
"How are we feeling this morning?" he asked her.
"Fine, sir," Ginny lied.
"That is good to hear. One of your friends had told me, that you were not feeling too well yesterday evening." Dumbledore said noticing her red eyes.
"Oh, was it Harry?" Ginny asked.
"I don't think it matters who said it. What matter is if it's true, is it Miss.Weasley?" he asked her gently.
Ginny didn't speak she just nodded silently.
"Would you care to talk about it? Your friends are concerned and so am I." Dumbledore said tenderly.
Ginny thought for a moment and said, "If I tell you, will you promise not tell my mother?"
"I can not promise you that, but if I feel it is not my place to tell her so, I won't," Dumbledore said hoping she wasn't in trouble.
Ginny looked down and said, "I don't know where to start."
"Anywhere you feel comfortable starting Miss. Weasley." Dumbledore said.
"I don't feel comfortable starting anywhere," Ginny said honestly.
"Sometimes, certain things don't feel as bad if you talk about them," Dumbledore said softly.
Ginny sighed and said, "Yesterday, me, my brother, Harry, and Hermione were sitting outside after class. We were eating crisps and joking as we did our homework. We had been sitting there for an hour. Well, the others finished before me and got up to leave. I told them I'd be there in a minute. They went inside as I finished my homework. I finished and put my notebook on top of my other books. I got up and my robe was wrinkled. I smoothed it with my hand. Then, Draco Malfoy came over to me."
"Go on, " Dumbledore prodded gently.
"I don't know why, but I got scared. I just. I just sensed something was wrong. He got real close to me and saw that I was afraid. He said, "What's wrong, red? See the big bad wolf?" I got really scared. I tried to run away, but before I could move he---" Ginny stopped speaking and started to cry.
Dumbledore looked over at her as she cried and shaked. "It will be alright. Maybe talking about what he did will make you feel better," he said.
Ginny continued to cry and shake as she said, "Before I could get away, he hit me off the head with a bottle. It hurt and it gave me a cut on my forehead. It hurt so bad I felt dizzy. He grabbed me by the arm and dragged me behind a tree. He ripped off my robe. Then my shirt. I told him if he stopped I wouldn't tell nobody, and he said, "You better not tell anyone what I did. It would kill your poor fat mother." Then he took off my bra and touched my nipples. He kicked my legs apart and touched my skirt. He lifted it up and took off my panties. He dropped my skirt. I thought maybe he was done, but I was wrong. Next, he took off his robe. Then, he unzipped his pants and pulled out his penis. I wanted to say stop, but I couldn't. I was too ashamed and scared. He pushed his penis inside of me hard. It hurt. He stopped. He felt I was a virgin and said, "Were you a virgin, Ginny? Were you saving it for Potter?" Then, he thrusted forward hard. That really hurt. He started to thrust in and out. It got faster and harder. It last for about five minutes. He shot semen in me and pulled out. He wiped himself off on my shirt. He zipped up and put his robe back on. He looked at me and said I deserved it."
Dumbledore looked at her wide-eyed. The twinkle was no longer in his blue eyes. "Oh, Ginny. I am so sorry that happened to you," he said.
"Dumbledore?" Ginny asked softly.
"Yes?" he answered.
"Will you tell my mom what happened? I don't want her to know." Ginny said.
"No, I don't think it's my place to tell her," Dumbledore replied.
"Thank you and may I ask you one more thing?" Ginny asked.
"Of course," Dumbledore replied.
Ginny looked down and said, "Did I deserve what he did to me?"
Dumbledore blinked and said, "Ginny, no one deserves to be raped. You did nothing wrong. Mr. Malfoy is the wrong doer here. Speaking of which, if you choose to, you can get him into a lot of trouble."
"Trouble?" Ginny asked confused.
"According to school code, if you choose to report what he did, you can get him expelled from Hogwarts. It may be best if the sight of him unnerves you, but if you choose to you will go to trial. Which means there is a possibility he could end up joining his father in Azkaban." Dumbledore said.
"No, I don't want anyone else knowing what he did to me," Ginny said.
"Understandable," Dumbledore replied.
Dumbledore opened up his desk draw and pulled out his wand. He got up and Ginny watch him. With his wand, he opened up a high cabinet. From it he brought fourth a silver rectangular case with a small circular dent in the middle. "Please your finger here," he said pointing to the dent.
Ginny placed her finger there and felt a small prick. "Ouch!" she cried and brought her finger up. She looked at her finger. There was a tiny spot of blood on it.
"Sorry for the pain, but this is necessary. You see you were a pure virgin. No worry of infection, disease, or pregnancy. Now, you may have all three, but I highly doubt it. The test results will be back by tomorrow evening," Dumbledore said.
"Thank you for running the test," Ginny said.
"You're very welcome. Now, if you need to talk, feel free to visit my office any time. The password is chocolate frogs. Also," he sat down and opened another one of his desk drawers and brought out a glowing card, "if you don't feel up to classes just yet show this to your teachers when you go back to class. I'd recommend taking two or three days off from them. Maybe a week," he said handing her the card.
Ginny took the card and said, "Thank you for all of your help. I do feel a little better now that I've told someone."
"You're welcome, Ginny. Don't forget to come tomorrow evening," he said.
"I won't, " Ginny said and left.
