Chapter 9

evelyn: Thanks for your idea, I would use it but it's not for revenge.

Lynn Rulez: Also thanks for you're the review, all the review I appreciated it.

Hawaiian-Rachael: Thanks for the review

Hermione-and-Ron-forever-to...: Thanks for the idea, I didn't get it, but it sounded good, if I did I would have used it, because it sounded real good.

13BlacKAnGELs: You know I always want you to be my beta reader, I just lost your e-mail address, but I found it, and I love your idea, it's really good, sorry I didn't use it I just couldn't put in writing

Seghen: You real funny, like that idea, but it's too early, don't u think.

Cheese: Your idea was the first one I tried to make into a story, but it didn't sound right, no matter how many times I kept redoing it.

ThIcc ChiCC'z DuZ it bESt: Changed your name huh, I like it; you know big girls are all that, even though I'm not really all that big, but I'm still big. And u know what u'r screen name is saying is nasty, unless it's not what I'm thinking, it's what it mean, u know. N-way, been e-mail u, and u ain't answering, whussup, u don't wanna talk 2 me nomore or u'r just neva had the chance. I just wanna know that's it, if we're still cool -n- all.

AN: Sorry I haven't written for a long time, it was because I was reading the new book, guess I messed up, I didn't know Dumbledore died, well what is done is done, huh, another reason, because I couldn't think of a revenge, I had people giving me ideas, and I didn't know how to make it into a story, sorry ya'll I liked ya ideas, but I was having serious writer's block, and I still have it, that's why to give me an idea, my cousin will write the next chapter, trust me she's a good writer. Oh yea, sorry but I decided since I can't find her revenge, I decided to leave for now, so maybe the next 3 chapters or more, it won't be her revenge, sorry to those who wanted a revenge. Ohh and thank you for all your reviews, keep reviewing if you want. My cousin is not the one who wrote this chapter, I did, cause I don't want anyone giving her props for what I did, aight. Cause I'm sick and tired of people doing that, her bitch self. SIKE, I'm playing I love my cousin, but I'm still the one that wrote this chapter. She will write Chapter 10, sooner than i would.

"My Rapist"

I always thought he hated me, always thought he saw me as a girl beneath him, a thong in his back, nothing but a female follower to Harry and Ron. Mrs. Know–it–all, like he started. Nobody ever called me Mrs. Know-it-all or mudblood until he started calling me that. Hell nobody ever called me anything unless he said it first. Before, I never got why everyone is scared of him, especially his friends, if you can call them that. They're more like his followers than his friends. He's always bossing them around, like they're nothing but little kids and they never say anything back, all because his family is rich and I bet they know more dark magic than Voldemort himself! All that involved even half of the male students, especially Muggle borns, hating him, unlike me. I've experienced insults, yelling, cursing and too many visits to the infirmary, but that never made me hate him. I didn't like him, but I never hated him. Those are 2 different things. Even when he and his father tried to kill Buckbeak, and I hit him, I didn't do that because I hated him, I did it because I was trying to knock some sense into that head of his. Sometimes I even defend him. When Harry and Ron try to jinx him, I always drag them away from him, telling them about the rules, which I know they're getting tired of hearing. After all I did for him, after I forced myself to like him a little, after I didn't rat him out about what he did to me, at the compartment or how he touched me the 1st day we were introduced to our new common room, he still had the intention to touch me, taking my virginity by force without even caring how it made me feel! That left me angry. It annoyed me, but it still didn't make me hate him. He left me alone for just 2 weeks in the beginning I was thinking of a payback, something that will make him regret what he did, I got 3 good ones in my mind, but I let it pass, since I thought that was the only time Malfoy will dare do that. I let everything pass, I forgot about the pain between my legs, I forgot about the way he touched me, my anger towards him, everything was forgotten, until that day, the day he repeated what he did. The day I cried my eyes out, trying to cry myself to sleep.

It all happened on Friday, in the middle of the night. When everyone was asleep, Crookshanks was asleep, I was asleep. Hell even the moon and all the animals in the forbidden forest were asleep. I also thought he was too. I never heard him come in, didn't hear his footstep, nothing, and I'm usually a light sleeper. The thing that woke me up, was something crawling itself on top of me. As soon as my eyes started lifting open, someone or should I say he-covered my eyes whispering something to my ears.

"Malfoy?" I asked trying to sound as angry and pissed off as I can be, but my eyes gave me away. Already, my eyes already started welling up, without him actually doing anything, and with his hands on my eyes, I know he could feel it, even though I was trying my best to hold it all back in.

"Malfoy" I asked for the second but still came no answer "Can't you talk, Malfoy?" I added raising my voice. "Malfoy!" I screamed, getting scared of him not answering me, he usually say something before he does anything "Malf-"

"Silencio" He said cutting me off, instantly the sound of my voice was gone.

"Malfoy, Malfoy!" I kept screaming over and over again, but no matter how many times I said it, those words were never heard by anyone else. I kept yelling at him, yelling offense words, yelling for help, but I all I could hear was Crookshanks snoring, and his breathing. He leaned down whispering something to my ears. His hand left my eyes, finally letting me see and it went down my mouth covering it, like as if he was trying to shut me up. After a while he moved his hand from my mouth down to the right side of my neck, rubbing the mark he left on my neck from the prank he played on us this morning. And when I say us, I meant me, Harry, Ron and Neville. While he was doing that his lips was on the left side of my neck, licking my neck. I tried to scream but he covered my lips with his, taking that advantage in kissing, using his tongue to explore every inch in my mouth. After a while, he pulled away, moving back to my neck, licking it slowing, before pulling himself up to my ear.

"Relax Granger; I'm only here for one reason," he whispered, trying to open my nightgown. That made me start struggling harder than I did before.

"I'll make you want me," he added "More than I want you." Those words made me fight harder. I was hitting him harder than I've hit anything in my life, especially that head of his. He tried to stop me, but anytime he catches one of my hands, the other still hits something painful. My legs weren't keeping quiet either, they were kicking up and down, side to side making sure I hit some part of his body, particularly his leg.

He held both of my hands, moving his leg up a little so that my legs won't hit him, no matter how much I try. He bent down, smiling to me.

"What will you do now, granger?" he said before attacking my lips, forcing me to kiss him. I bit down on his tongue hard, like a dog biting his prey.

You know how a dog draws blood when it bites someone, that's exactly what I did. I made sure I didn't let go, till he was spilling blood, until it was running down my own lips. Even when he was still bleeding, I didn't let go till he pushed me away. Like I said I wouldn't let go until he decide to leave, because after he pushed me away, I used one of my free hands to pull his hair, while the other one kept punching him till he started bleeding. I may not be the best boxer in the whole world, but I still got a hard punch, and I mean a serious mean punch, in me. I kept hitting him in the same place and that's his nose and lips. Both of them were swollen, but his nose was bleeding more than his lips. I know I was hurting him, because anytime I hit him, he tightened his eyes harder. I was even scratching him sometimes, but that was no good. I wished Crookshanks was awake, because I would have used those claws of his, but there's no need, I don't need to wake him, for once I'm fighting off Malfoy without anyone's help. 'Check me out.' I thought to myself. For the first time, I'm really fighting someone in the wizarding world without Harry or Ron helping me. For once, I'm showing them how I really act in the Muggle world. This is my tomboy side fighting, and I swear I'm not stopping till Malfoy leaves me alone. This what I promised, I may not have a revenge plan (A.N: Sorry to those who wanted a revenge, I really am sorry) as I wanted, but I did say next time he tries this I won't let him go take me like that easily. His hand hands kept trying their best for me to stop. Hell he even asked me to, but I refused to stop. When I asked him to stop before, he never did. Now he wants me to listen to him-yeah right! Even in his predicament, he even had the nerve to insult me, calling me mudblood. That boiled my anger. I hit him so hard that he fell off the bed landing with his face, busting his already busted nose on the concrete. He got up quick holding his nose, but no matter how tight he was holding it, he was bleeding heavily, the blood rushing down like a waterfall. Well, not technically rushing down like a waterfall, but you know what I mean. His hands were covered in blood along with mine, which was numb from all that punching I did. I tried to sneak myself away without him noticing, now that I had the chance. I didn't even reach the end of the bed, when he said a spell that had me handcuff to the end of the headboard. He got up from the floor, still holding that nose of his; he must really be in pain because when he got near the bed, he sat down at the end, holding his bleeding nose, looking at me with those deadly eyes. I tried my best not to look at them, but he made sure our eyes met, and when I looked into his, I wished I never touched him, that I let him do what he came here to do and let me be. Any kind of feeling I saw in his eyes in the beginning of this night was gone, long gone. All I saw now was a cold deadly stare, if a look can kill, the way his looking at me, I would have been dead by now. A snake, tiger, lion, shark, all those deadly animals had more feelings in their eyes than he did now. I regretted ever standing up for myself. I started shaking. Hell I didn't care if he knows I'm scared, all I know is that I really need somebody's help. I don't care who, even if it's Dobby, all I know is I need somebody's help. I watched him pick up his wand, whispering another magic that wrapped his nose in a cast, any deep cut in him was covered in Band-Aid and the rest that was not really that much of a cut, healed instantly. Since the nurse is the only one who knows how to fix a bone, I guess he wants to go to her, after he was done. He dropped his wand, smirking quietly, crawling to where I was.

"Help," I screamed but nothing came out of my mouth, I still haven't gotten my voice.

"HELP!" I screamed hoping, maybe someone will hear me.

Another AN: My cousin kinda writes real nasty stories, like a freaky stories. That's why I call her a freak, and when I say freaky, I meant like nasty freaky, like sex, so maybe or maybe not, the next chapter will be nasty, but I swear she ain't gonna put something nasty, like dick, cock, clit, pussy etc. All those nasty words, she ain't gonna put in it, unless ya want it. Me, I don't like using them kind of words, but if ya want it, I guess I'll let her use it, but if ya don't want it, thank God, cause I would definitely make sure she doesn't use them. Thank you.