Ginny's Story
A/N:Just to say that this is my first fanfic so please be at least a little lenient with any mistakes I make!
Disclaimer:I do not own any of these characters unless stated otherwise they are all the marvellous J.K. Rowling's
Chapter 1: The Rape
Hearing hurried footsteps behind me, I stopped for a minute to turn around. No sooner had I stopped than I felt a sense of danger and I found my-self on the floor at the edge of the forest, among the leaves with a wand pressed against my throat.
"Don't scream" A menacing voice in my ear demanded "Or else"
Not wanting to know what else meant, I stayed quiet praying all the while that whoever it was would get bored and go back up to the castle soon, leaving me alone.
The boy; who was a student judging by his uniform; directed me; still at wand point; to stand up against the nearest tree. As I was doing this I noticed his face or rather - not being able to see it - his balaclava.
"Now, Remove your robes and stop that silly snivelling!" He barked his orders at me with a sense of power as if he was used to feeling important and in charge.
He began removing my underwear, and although I had been aware of it for a while now I knew I couldn't hide from realisation any longer: He was about to rape me.
All of a sudden I felt a searing pain and would have cried out had it not been for the wand that was still pressed against my throat and the threat of 'or else' happening.
His breathing was growing steadily heavier, his face more sweaty and his grip tighter as he pinned me against the tree.
I was trying not to notice what was going on around me, to separate myself from the torture that was being placed upon me, of the fumbling grip of my rapist as he carried out his torment in the seclusion and silence of the forbidden forest.
Then all of a sudden it just stopped as if some invisible force was acting against him. He threw my robes at me, righted himself, and left me to fix myself and make my way up to the castle, all the while I was becoming gradually angrier at both myself for allowing it to happen and at him for doing it to me.
As I walked through the grounds I kept looking over my shoulder, scared that he would come back.
Finally I reached the castle and let out a sigh of relief at the thought of being somewhere safe were no one could harm me. My journey to the common room was a quiet one, with no one seeing or speaking to me, I just prayed that this good fortune would last as I wasn't feeling up to the grilling I was bound to receive of Ron as to why I was out of the castle so late on my own, and the sight of Harry at which I was likely to burst into tears and breakdown. I just had to make it to my dormitory unseen.
Once there I closed the four-poster curtain around my bed and broke down. Letting the enormity of what had just happened wash over me.