Chapter Eleven – Attacked By A Rat

Ginny woke up as the sun's harsh rays beat against her eyelids. Not wanting to get out of bed, let alone open her tired eyes Ginny snuggled up to the warmth besides her. When she felt something familiar to skin rub against her arms her eyes snapped open and the sleep that was keeping her mind fuzzy disappeared.

There, lying next to her was a sleeping man. His black hair and pale skin where shining in the morning sun. As she noticed Tom was naked, Ginny began to remember the events from last night. Suddenly feeling unclean Ginny jumped out of bed and ran to the shower, only to notice that she too had fallen asleep naked.

Turning the shower on hot, the water ran down her back and slowly soothed her. Grabbing the soap bar on the counter Ginny scrubbed her body till it became red. Even this though couldn't take back what see had done last night.

How come she had slept with him? The answer was obvious…she didn't want to die.

But why did she have to give in? Why did she react to his touches and in return touch him back?

Feeling utterly repulsed Ginny grabbed a towel and dried off. She hoped to high heavens that Tom was still asleep, thinking she could leave the room and avoid him until the embarrassment wore off.

It seemed luck wasn't on her side. When she left the warm bathroom she noticed something was wrong. The bed that once held Tom was now empty. It seemed that his clothing was still there, and she highly doubted he would leave naked. What would his death eaters think then?

So where was he?

Figuring he had somehow magically made a new pair of pants and a shirt appear out of thin air and had left, Ginny walked to her walk in closet to find an outfit that showed a very little amount of skin. Finding the perfect outfit that both covered her and was tasteful, Ginny threw down her towel and began to dress.

That was when she heard it. Footsteps where being quieted by the carpet, but they were still audible. Thinking it was best to act as if she couldn't hear him she put on her bra and panties. As the footsteps began to slow down she could feel breaths of air lightly hitting her skin. Still being ignorant she pulled on her pants and bent down for her top.

Went she was bent over a pair of hands grabbed her waist and pulled her backwards. Not expecting the sudden movement Ginny flailed her arms and let out a tiny scream. Her skin touched his bare chest and made her remember the night before. Wanting to forget what had happened she pushed herself away.

She turned around slowly while putting on her shirt, afraid of what he wanted. Surprise etched her face when she found Tom standing naked in front of her with a lustful look in his eyes.

Not liking his body language she tried to pass him and get into the bedroom. Tom on the other hand didn't want her out of his sight at the present moment.

"Why the rush?" He asked, knowing that she was trying to get as far away from him as she could.

"I believe you know the answer to that question." She ducked under his arms and began to stride to the door. "Now if you don't mind I'm going to get some fresh air."

"I do mind." He said while stepping to her side.

"Last night was amazing, wasn't it?" He huskily said.

"Don't remind me." Ginny said, as if the memory pained her.

Taking a step closer Tom stood right in front of Ginny. After a moments pause he moved even closer and slightly pushed his body against hers. He ran his hands down her face and towards her breasts. He could feel her shiver and knew that even though she hated what he was doing, a part of her craved more.

Wanting to play with her mind a little bit Tom moved even closer, pinning their bodies together. The feel of her breasts against his chest made him slightly moan. Not being able to contain himself he rolled his hips against her slowly. Feeling his erection grow he stepped back to show her the effect she had on him.

Ginny looked down to see his large member standing straight up, as if saying "hi". Looking away really quickly she blushed and tried to imagine something else.

Tom sensed her discomfort and decided to get back to the current situation.

"Don't deny the fact that you loved every minute of it." Tom whispered smartly.

"And what exactly lead you to that assumption?"

"Most women don't moan and beg for more when they are being forced to have sex. Gin, you were more then willing."

Glaring daggers at Tom Ginny walked briskly to the door, flung it open, and left.

Not knowing where she was going and not really giving a flying fuck, Ginny walked down corridors and secret passageways that she wouldn't remember how to excess again even if she tried her hardest. Finally realizing that she was close to the exit, her pace quickened. Just the thought of her garden with the flowers she could tend to made her day brighten.

For the second time that day Ginny heard footsteps behind her. Expecting it to be Tom once again she again pretended not to hear him. It wasn't until a hand wrapped around her mouth that the panic set it.

The rough hand covering her mouth was nothing like Tom's smooth ones. Her capturer was much shorter then the 6-foot 2 frame of her husband. Whoever was behind her had on a strong perfume that smelled of musk.

The man behind her had cut off her air supply buy smothering her mouth and nose. As air left her Ginny began to fit back. She bite down on his hand and drew blood, she successfully kicked him in the shin, and she elbowed him numerous times, but he still didn't let go.

Becoming hysterical, knowing that soon she wouldn't have air left, Ginny took her hands and grabbed at the mans face. Her long manicured nails that had been specially done for her wedding were still long and sharp. Cutting into his flesh he finally released her, letting out a string of profanities.

Thinking fast Ginny started to run to the kitchen, knowing that a servant or house elf was to keep guard there in case of an emergency. While rounding a corner she dared a look back at her attacker, only to see a mousy looking man charging after her.

Picking up her pace Ginny sprinted the last few yards to the kitchen doors and when close enough flung them open. Yelling for help she noticed that no one was coming to her aid. It seemed that the guard had taken a break, perhaps never even shown up.

The feeling of being trapped set in and the panic started to escalate. By now she had run out of adrenalin, making her senses weak and slow. As she searched the room for a weapon of a hiding place the doors once again were thrown open.

There in the doorway stood Peter Pettigrew, a mousy man. He had always been a lowly deatheater and in Ginny's mind, a scumbag. Now he stood close to her and the lights hanging off the ceiling lighted his features. His front teeth were large like a rats, his fingernails long and encrusted with dirt, he was going bald and had beady eyes that were black like his soul.

Time seemed to slow down in those few seconds that it took for him to cross the room to where she stood. Her breath quickened and her heartbeat became rapid. She was scared stiff yet needed to move. No matter what she tried to do or told her body, she remained rooted to the spot.

And now, Peter stood next to her and slide his arm around her waist, pulling her to him. Ginny was disturbed by the man at her side and tried to yank herself away from him, but for a man of his size he was surprising strong.

"Mrs. Riddle, " he wheezed, "I believe you know who I am."

"How could I forget such a low life like you, you filthy rat." And with that she spit at him.

A flash of anger passed his face before he spun Ginny around and pinned her to the wall. He took a handful of her shirt and pulled her off the ground, making her hover a few inches from the floor

"What have you done to the guard?"

"Whatever do you mean?"

"Don't pretend to be innocent, I know you did something to ensure they wouldn't barge in –"

She was cut off as Peter said, "Barge in on what? Surly you aren't talking about this chat we are having."

When Ginny kept her mouth shut and didn't reply to his jab he went on.

"Tonight, I am the guard."

Hearing this her eyes grew as the prospect of being saved flew out the window. No one was going to come. She was all alone.

"I can see why my master picked you to be his Dark Queen." He said while releasing her, letting her fall to the ground. "Your quite pretty."

Letting his hand slide down her check Ginny pulled away and yelled, "Don't you dare touch me!"

"Oh, feisty." He said with a large grin. "I like a challenge."

Once again Ginny was violated as his hand swept across her chest. Peter, knowing no one was going to come and change shifts with him for another two hours decided to have his way with her. He grabbed her breasts roughly and later ripped off her shirt.

Closing her eyes tight, hoping for it all to be over with Ginny found herself saying, 'Tom, please save me!'

Almost immediately Peter was kicked off of her. She opened her eyes to see Tom standing over his quivering follower. Peter's voice rang threw the room as he begged forgiveness.

"Your highness, please, have mercy. She tempted me with her beauty and power. I tried to resist but she persisted."

Not believing the bullshit the man was saying Ginny thought, 'God I hope he doesn't believe him. Nothing could be farther from the truth.'

Tom also seemed to see though Peter's lies and set him off after cursing him with a few select spells and yelling at him, threatening him with death the next time he was in a room with his wife.

As soon as he was gone Ginny felt safe and for unexpected reasons ran to Tom and started to cry on his shoulder. She couldn't comprehend that she had almost be raped by a man twice her age. It all seemed like a nightmare.

When Tom wrapped his arms around her Ginny sighed and let her problems leave her, feeling as if Tom was taking them away.

"Gin, are you okay?" Tom asked in a concerned voice.

"He didn't get what he came for, if that's what you want to know. I really don't want to talk about it now."

"I wish you would, it will help."

"Later Tom. Right now all I want is to be in my room, under the covers. Will you please come with me? I don't think I could bear to be alone right now."

"I will stay for only a while, until you fall asleep."

"That will do."

And the two walked down the hall in a comfortable silence to their room, where the two got in bed and fell asleep, Ginny with her head on his lap and Tom smiling with his hand entangled in her hair.