(Warning: Mild language...dark themes.)

Chapter Three:

Arms suddenly clamped onto her shoulders and forced her back against the wall. It made her head sting as she crashed into the stone. Ginny struggled but was finding it utterly useless. His hands wormed their way down her sides and held her hips in an agonizing sort of manner. It wasn't until she heard his voice was she truly terrified.

"You deserve me."

She couldn't believe her ears. He was so different from before; the voice was harsh and bitterly careless. This wasn't making any sense...why would he want to hurt her?

"Stop...please!" She cried and felt her body start to go tense with panic.

"Shut up..." He hissed before he bent down and licked her earlobe. Every emotion she had ever felt was swept away as his cold fingers touched her cheek.

His touch left her paralyzed. She shut her eyes as his free hand found something more pleasurable to touch. With his entire body weighing on her, she was stuck and he could touch her without worry she would escape.

One of his hands greedily covered her breast and squeezed. It wasn't until she attempted to pull away that his mouth closed upon hers. His kiss was rough and tormenting. She heard her clothing begin to rip.

A distant light flickered somewhere in the room; Severus Snape's eyes were as solidly black as a ravens wing. Anything good that was once inside that man was taken away by the darkness.

His teeth found her neck and tore at her flesh; it burned, stung and made her dizzy. Her blouse dropped from her shoulders as his hands left her for a few moments. The minutes ticked away in her head...the pieces of the puzzle were floating around her, but she couldn't grasp any to put them back together.

As everything fell from her waist, she felt her body convulse and she screamed. It was more painful in her dream with Tom...because this, this unearthly dark thing was happening. She knew from the start that it was him, but for some reason she couldn't bring herself to stop him. Her screams became increasingly louder as his thrusts became more intense. She sniffed the air and nearly gagged. She smelled disgusting. She smelled of rape.

Everything was growing fuzzier by the minute. She felt his body shudder as he released. Slowly she untangled her legs from his waist, legs she hadn't even realized she wrapped around that body until it was over.

She slumped to the cold floor, drenched completely in blood and semen from the thighs down. Sometime in between sobs and cries of pain she, threw up. Before she even had time to wipe her mouth she heard a spell being produced and the room lit up only momentarily. She heard Snape struggling and knew whoever else was here had used a binding spell. A dazed voice reached the young girl's ears and Ginny couldn't believe it...

"My God..." It was the same man.

She could hear him frantic for release as she sat terrified in the corner. One trembling hand held her forehead, the other was draping across her brought up knees. All of her soft crimson hair was matted and tangled; it lay in curly tendrils down over her knees. It covered most of the hand that supported her forehead. Across that brought up hand that was covered in mounds of long hair, lay a bloody nail mark. She hadn't remembered raising her hand to hit him, or that he dug his nails into her skin and dragged.

"I hate you Tom." She whispered very hoarsely under her breath.

Soft new air built up around her and she struggled to pick up her head. When she finally did she saw that medium length blonde hair and brown eyes mixed with gray were staring back at her. Once the man's head moved slightly, she saw that he was wearing glasses, and that the brown that was reflecting were her own eyes. Beyond the glass lenses were a pair of stony gray eyes.

"That was a real bastard thing to do...you should be fired." He spoke rationally but Ginny knew he was boiling deep inside.

"I-what are you talking about?" Snape's voice was raspy from somewhere in the room. Those gray eyes were strangled determined looking now.

"Drop the act. You raped Ginny Weasley. What the fuck is your deal? Not getting your kicks elsewhere so you've got to go after the purest thing here? That's sick."

"Miss Weasley? I would never..." Something seemed wrong with him.

To Ginny, it sounded as though Snape really didn't understand a damn thing that he was being accused of. Quickly, it all came together and Ginny found her voice.

"He didn't..." She realized that she was holding her rescuer's hand rather tightly.

"Christ...I caught him." He didn't drop her hand but he did sound frustrated.

"It was..."

"Tom." Both teens and even the old perverted man's ears picked up the sound of a new voice. It was a wise tone, full of knowledge. It was the voice of a man they all knew too well.

He swept over to Ginny and knelt beside her. During the minutes in between the fighting, the boy had covered her with his robes. For reasons unknown, Ginny gasped when this man touched her cheek.

"Take her to the hospital wing..."

"Yes sir." Ginny felt strong arms lift her and cradle her against a very nicely sculpted chest. As she was taken away she could hear Snape pleading and then doing something Ginny had never heard.

He wept.

As light filtered through the hall, Ginny looked up at who was carrying her. Panic seized her and then something like relief calmed her nerves. He was donned in black, with a green pendant necklace dangled from his neck. It swung back and forth, Ginny followed it with her eyes before she shut them. The dizziness was overwhelming her.

"Did you like my little present? Wasn't he nice?"

"You bastard." Slowly he cupped her chin and pulled her forward. His red eyes flashed and his lips drew back to expose his teeth as he snarled.

"Language Ginevra."

"Let me go." She didn't struggle against him. She knew better.

"You will never be the same as you were...on the seventh month at precisely Midnight you will be mine."

"Never."

"You won't have a choice. You will not be able to face the only man who can help you...because you will always remember what he did."

"What you did..."

"What did you see when you opened your eyes?" His voice was mockingly soft.

"Him." Her voice was small with fright. She couldn't stop it from coming.

"He will be in your nightmares just like me. Forever he will hound you."

"He's a good man."

"He was good Ginny. But you turned him with your purity and vulnerability."

"No...you hurt him!"

Concerned eyes locked with hers and he frowned. Draco Malfoy started at her while sitting quietly by her bedside in a chair provided by the nurse.

"I-I'm sorry."

"He's really getting to you isn't he?" His voice was calm and soft. Ginny blinked and shook her head.

"This is worse...he used someone else to hurt me."

"How do you feel?"

"Where is he?" She changed the subject quickly. She didn't want to talk about what had just occurred. Not with him.

"With the Headmaster. He claims he doesn't remember doing what he did to you. Dumbledore seems to believe him. Though, there was more talk about you then anything. Something else happened to you, didn't it?" His voice was frightening and it took her by surprise. When she didn't answer he continued.

"It was very fortunate that I happened by. I thought at first it was just two Slytherins breaking the rules. But something told me to go inside. And so I went. I saw a dark figure in black manhandling a girl. It took me a while to realize what was going on. When I did...I grew angry. I could have killed him, and I would have. I saw the look in your eyes when I saved you...and I knew that you didn't want me to hurt him. Your head is probably overrun with speculation about me, as I thought it might have been. It's simply that, and believe it or not, that I am not my father. After he got caught my fifth year I realized how easily I would be...because I am not nearly as strong as him."

He breathed out a sigh before looking at Ginny. Her hair was combed away from her face but the bruises on her cheeks were still noticeable. She fidgeted a bit and suddenly held his cloak in her outstretched hand. She was frowning and her eyes were glistening with tears.

"Keep it...just think of it as the only good memory to come out of this whole mess. I should be letting you rest...try and have a nice evening, eh?" His eyes shone with sincerity as Ginny watched him. Suddenly she grasped his shirt sleeve and pulled him back.

"Don't leave me alone tonight." She whispered and he smiled tenderly.

"I was just going to get another chair to support my feet. I was planning to stay." The corners of his mouth twitched unexpectedly and he ran a hand through his hair; the front of it fell in thin strands past his eyes, the back crawled to the middle of his neck.

"I owe you a lot. You saved my life. Thank you." She yawned and put her head back onto the pillow. Something is different about him...he's watching out for me.

"Just get better. We'll talk later about pay back." She saw a trace of his trademark smirk and she laughed softly.

"So...you can laugh? It's comforting. But I really should let you get some—sleep." His voice drifted off as he stared at her; she was curled up with her eyes shut. Crimson waves covered her face in stripes all the way to her elbows.

"You're an extraordinary person...smart, brave and strong....even for a Weasley." He whispered and bent down to kiss her temple. She stirred lightly and as he pulled back, he saw something that seemed to make her worth staying with.

A smile.

(Author's Note: Wasn't that a happy chapter? Finally Draco is brought into the story. I know it was almost odd how it happened, what with him being so nice and all. But it's like he said, he isn't his father. Things can change. Poor Snape...and that part about him being a 'perverted old man' was just too funny to pass up. But really...poor Ginny! Things just won't stop for her, will they? Oh and if you think it's bad now...just wait until later, I have plans for everyone ::smirks:: So go review and comment and stuff. I know that the third chapter is kind of early for everything to unravel and things to go dark...but oh well! It's my story! ::sticks tongue out at freakishly odd and angered reviewers:: Don't worry, there will be more fun with each chapter! ::looks around:: This is just the tip of the iceberg, folks.)