"Wait, redheads?!?"
"Oppsey..."
She tried floating away as if she really was ashamed at what she just said.
"You should go back to class, seeing as how you look all better."
"I'm not leaving till you tell me exactly what he did."
"Well, don't hold your breath..."
She flew past me and into the last stall, diving into the toilet and laughing hysterically as I was left there, not knowing what to say or how to react.
"Stupid ghost."
I said aloud, knowing she could hear me. I swung the door opened and walked out rather annoyed.
"I don't really wanna go back to class."
I said to myself. But I know that I should because, well, I might miss stuff that I can't make up. Or maybe Draco will accidentally spill some kind of acid in his lap and burn off his penis. Now that's something I would never miss. Now with a more boost in my step (and the image of Draco walking around with a sock in his pants to be a permanent replacement) I doddled off to class.
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What a put down, turns out there was no acid in sight in Potions, damn. After classes were finally over, I went to my dorm and just totally crashed. I was so tired and sick I just laid on my bed and passed out. It seemed only a couple minutes when I looked up at my nightstand and saw this cup of juice sitting there. I don't quite remember if it was there this morning but I decided to drink it anyway. I guess stupidity is a disease and I have the full-on version because right after the last drop was in my throat, I was gone. Everything went black. The last thing I heard was the light splash of glass cascading all over my floor as I dropped the cup. My head was spinning wildly, making me dizzy. Then, I slowly was swallowed my placid thoughts as my mind took over and my body was vulnerable.
@
A breeze whipped my face, caressing my cheeks and nose from the open window across my bed.
"Since when was that opened." I said to myself.
"Since I opened it. It was getting stuffy in here with all the heat between us."
I jumped right up, startled as I had ever been in my life.
"What the fuck are you doing in here?!?"
I said, hyperventilating eagerly.
"I just wanted to remind you how you know you like it."
Clutching my sheets close to my chest, I had to know. I lifted the sheet up, yeah, I was right. I looked around; my blouse was tossed about on the chair with my skirt.
I tried to hop out of the bed but as I did, I fell straight in the floor; my body hurt so bad.
"You know 'Mione, what I missed the most about our little encounter tonight?"
I glared at him.
"I really missed the way you used to moan so tantalizingly, without that, well, it was pretty hard. I'm surprised you didn't wake up in the middle of it."
"You bastard."
"Call me what you like but either way, I got you and you didn't even see it comin'. You probably thought I REALLY liked you but to tell you the truth Mudblood, I just wanted some."
He said without shame. What a little shit. I hope he dies.
"So I suppose you're the one that left the 'juice' on my nightstand."
"Right. You're a smart one."
He said, getting off my bed a walking towards me, petting my head like I was a dog. I shuttered from his touch and backed away from him.
"Relax 'Mione."
I shouldn't trust him, I can't, it's not even a question. No way was I going near him. I lifted myself up, trying to get to my clothes but he grabbed my hand and pulled me into his lap.
"What are you doing?"
I exclaimed.
"I just want a goodbye kiss."
He forced his lips onto mine, wrapping his arms around me so that I wouldn't move. He jabbed his tongue into my mouth as I tried with all my strength to pull away.
"Ahh...just what I needed. Thanks babe."
He let me go and I backed as far away from him as I could. He went into the bathroom, a few seconds later, I heard the water running in the shower.
"He's not the one that needs a shower, I'm the one that's full of filth."
I crawled to my bed and heaved myself up. I could barely stand. What did he do to me?
I plopped myself onto my bed and tried to remember anything that might have happened.
I turned onto my stomach, clutching my covers, trying so hard to remember anything.
I opened my eyes and my hands caught my utmost attention. I let go of the sheets.
My hands where stained in red blood.
AGHHHH! It's so disturbing to me, I don't want to do this to Hermione. Please review if ya know whats good for ya
"Oppsey..."
She tried floating away as if she really was ashamed at what she just said.
"You should go back to class, seeing as how you look all better."
"I'm not leaving till you tell me exactly what he did."
"Well, don't hold your breath..."
She flew past me and into the last stall, diving into the toilet and laughing hysterically as I was left there, not knowing what to say or how to react.
"Stupid ghost."
I said aloud, knowing she could hear me. I swung the door opened and walked out rather annoyed.
"I don't really wanna go back to class."
I said to myself. But I know that I should because, well, I might miss stuff that I can't make up. Or maybe Draco will accidentally spill some kind of acid in his lap and burn off his penis. Now that's something I would never miss. Now with a more boost in my step (and the image of Draco walking around with a sock in his pants to be a permanent replacement) I doddled off to class.
@
What a put down, turns out there was no acid in sight in Potions, damn. After classes were finally over, I went to my dorm and just totally crashed. I was so tired and sick I just laid on my bed and passed out. It seemed only a couple minutes when I looked up at my nightstand and saw this cup of juice sitting there. I don't quite remember if it was there this morning but I decided to drink it anyway. I guess stupidity is a disease and I have the full-on version because right after the last drop was in my throat, I was gone. Everything went black. The last thing I heard was the light splash of glass cascading all over my floor as I dropped the cup. My head was spinning wildly, making me dizzy. Then, I slowly was swallowed my placid thoughts as my mind took over and my body was vulnerable.
@
A breeze whipped my face, caressing my cheeks and nose from the open window across my bed.
"Since when was that opened." I said to myself.
"Since I opened it. It was getting stuffy in here with all the heat between us."
I jumped right up, startled as I had ever been in my life.
"What the fuck are you doing in here?!?"
I said, hyperventilating eagerly.
"I just wanted to remind you how you know you like it."
Clutching my sheets close to my chest, I had to know. I lifted the sheet up, yeah, I was right. I looked around; my blouse was tossed about on the chair with my skirt.
I tried to hop out of the bed but as I did, I fell straight in the floor; my body hurt so bad.
"You know 'Mione, what I missed the most about our little encounter tonight?"
I glared at him.
"I really missed the way you used to moan so tantalizingly, without that, well, it was pretty hard. I'm surprised you didn't wake up in the middle of it."
"You bastard."
"Call me what you like but either way, I got you and you didn't even see it comin'. You probably thought I REALLY liked you but to tell you the truth Mudblood, I just wanted some."
He said without shame. What a little shit. I hope he dies.
"So I suppose you're the one that left the 'juice' on my nightstand."
"Right. You're a smart one."
He said, getting off my bed a walking towards me, petting my head like I was a dog. I shuttered from his touch and backed away from him.
"Relax 'Mione."
I shouldn't trust him, I can't, it's not even a question. No way was I going near him. I lifted myself up, trying to get to my clothes but he grabbed my hand and pulled me into his lap.
"What are you doing?"
I exclaimed.
"I just want a goodbye kiss."
He forced his lips onto mine, wrapping his arms around me so that I wouldn't move. He jabbed his tongue into my mouth as I tried with all my strength to pull away.
"Ahh...just what I needed. Thanks babe."
He let me go and I backed as far away from him as I could. He went into the bathroom, a few seconds later, I heard the water running in the shower.
"He's not the one that needs a shower, I'm the one that's full of filth."
I crawled to my bed and heaved myself up. I could barely stand. What did he do to me?
I plopped myself onto my bed and tried to remember anything that might have happened.
I turned onto my stomach, clutching my covers, trying so hard to remember anything.
I opened my eyes and my hands caught my utmost attention. I let go of the sheets.
My hands where stained in red blood.
AGHHHH! It's so disturbing to me, I don't want to do this to Hermione. Please review if ya know whats good for ya