Rape(one-shot)
Discliamer: the cahraters are owned by jk rowling
A/N: R for implications of rape
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Granger angrily scrubbed her skin, willing the feeling of his lips on them to vanish.
She didn't bother avoiding the long gashes. She scrubbed at them, thinking maybe they will peel off her skin. The result was the water she was soaking in turned into a sickly shade of red.
She didn't mind the physical pain she felt right now. The pain she felt inside was more intense. It was overlapping the physical one.
She felt tears trickle down her cheeks. She angrly wiped them with her bloody and soapy arm.
Blood was flowing freely now, the bubbles on the tub also turning red.
The brown strands of her hair floated on the blood red water. She remembered him burying his hands in her hair. She never knew there would come a time when she would hate every inch of herself. She let out a strangled sort of cry as she buried her hands in her hair and pulled them out of her scalp.
She lay there in the water silently for a moment. Her head throbbing and her swollen lips open with gasps of shuddering breath.
His hard lips covered hers. It muffled her cries of pain as he entered her forcefully.
She slowly and tentatively reached down to her crotch. She felt the swollen flesh there from his merciless thusts. She pulled her fingers away as she hit a sensitive spot that rocked her body with pain.
She had been sleeping peacefully on her private quarters she got as a head girl, when he entered.
He left after he was done with her, leaving her in her own bed gasping, bloody, and crying.
She was feeling dizzy. The ceiling of the bathroom was sharp one second and blurry the next.
I'm sorry, she prayed. I can't and couldn't live this down. Tears trickled down her unseeing eyes. Her brain was growing numb.
She held her breath, fighting the intense urge to exhale then take in another life giving air. Slowly, she let herself sink down to the water. Forgive me for I had stopped breathing hours ago after he did this to me.
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Malfoy stood behind the headmaster, he looked at the scene in front of him. They had found her body here by the end of the day. They had her out of the tub the minute they found her.
Her body lay limp on Potter's hand as Weasley stood behind his friend, his tall body shaking with grief. Potter had wrapped her body with his own robe. Strands of her long brown locks were scattered on the tiled floor.
It was bringing him pleasure to see the golden boy bawl his eyes out.
He smirked inside, as he remembered what it felt like to be inside her. Who knew he would have felt something entirely different. He had ignored her cries and pleas. He left her naked on her bed, leaving it up to her to decide her next move would be.
He was quite disappointed when she didn't fight back the way he had expected her to.
Dumbledore looked at him. He retained his placid expression. Inside he was laughing truimphantly, there was nothing that could point to him.
"Do you know something about this?" the weak old man asked somberly.
He shook his blond head. "No sir, I'm afraid I know nothing." He bowed his head in mock grief and dejection.
Inside he was rejoicing at the way things turned out.
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A/N: sorry... guess its the weather. There's a super typhoon rampaging about now in the philippines. So naturally that means no classes!! yipee!!!!!
kitty the weather affected and sickly