Ginny sat on her bed crying in the beginning it had been for the money. The offer had come so long ago Lucious offering money for her to just accompany him places. She was a fine woman her hair had grown long and it spiraled down her back her body had grown as well filling out her waist and giving her a generous amount of bosom. Sometimes she did regret it selling herself for money she felt cheap unwanted but then again she felt rich and glamorous when she went out with Draco's father. She have to end it now she did not love him he was paying her a hundred gallons for every time she said it back. Something about young girls must get to him was her final thought before she went to her desk and wrote the letter.
Dear Mr.Malfoy,
I can no longer take part of your generous offer but want to think you for all you have given me.
Yours truly,
Ginny
Ron lead lavender up to the common room and pushed her onto the couch before climbing on top of her. He captured her lips in his own and let his tongue explore while his hands expertly undid the buttons of her blouse. He pulled the shirt part way opened and slipped his hands in feeling her breasts. She let out moan and slipped his shirt off too. She moved her hands along his chest and undid both there pants he roughly pulled her hips up and began to slide down her pants. His head jerked up as he heard a soft sniffle. He looked straight into Hermione's eyes which were tearing over he had never seen her hold much emotion about anything but studying but now all he saw was hurt filling her eyes. However, in a second, it was gone and so was she as she ran up the stairs to the girl's dorms.
Hermione shut the door behind her before falling to the floor in tears. Never before had she hurt so bad it felt like he had torn out her heart. How could he do that to her especially after the whole Harry thing. She quickly placed locking charms on the door and went over to her bed. She reached under her pillow and pulled out a knife she had always kept it there in fear of voldemort not that it would have done any good. She tried to steady her hands but she could not. She placed the knife on her arm and pressed down while pulling it along her skin. Blood came out leaving her in a calm zone she didn't feel anything but the pain in her arm she was free from tears as her body grew numb she quickly wrapped a loose bandage around her cut and feel asleep thinking about disappointment anger and betrayal well the cloth continued to turn red.