Chapter Thirteen
You Bitch I will get you for this.
"I've got you now bitch," a hard grip grabbed my arm and tightened around my bicep causing a sharp pain in my bicep, "and you're going to do everything I tell you too understand?" I struggled with the iron grip only to receive a sharp blow over the back of my head. "I told you not to move," the voice commanded, "Now you're going to take me back to your room you little slut and you're going to sexually gratify me." With a hard shove from behind, i led the way to our dorm praying that Malfoy would be there to help me but knowing in my heart he would not be there because if he were there he would have passed us already as there was only one way to our dorm. We eventually made it to the portrait of Mona Lisa all the while my attacker standing behind me but i knew from his voice who it was and what he wanted and i felt sick that i also knew how he was going to get it. I wished i was naive and stupid and did not know what was about to befall me. However, i knew. I had hoped that Mona could help but i knew that she was bound in this painting and could not move for what she had done to Da Vinci and now I was to befall almost a similar fate, as I too had no way out. He forced me pushing and shoving into my room and slammed the door shutting, locking and silencing it not letting go of his iron grip that only a seeker who had really worked out could attain. He grabbed my dress from behind ripping from my body and then i knew i really was in danger and only i could really save myself now. i pounded my fists against his hardened chest screaming for him to stop almost begging for him to leave me be but in my heart i knew he wouldn't listen desire controlled him now and i didn't know what to do to ease it except to take this cruel and unfair punishment that was to be dealt to me. I had made my bed now i had to lie in it. He took my fists i was using to fight him against him weakly as all of the fight in me was slowly but surely leaving and bound them tightly to my bed before slapping my face. Smiling he curled his hand into a fist and used it against me branding it into my face and like when my father had done this too me i had tried to hide inside myself but i was finding this a harder than it had once been for me. I prayed for unconsciousness but it would not come. Tears filled my eyes as fear filled my heart and i tried to kick at him to which he bound my legs to the bed after finally after much struggle removing my underwear.
"You're getting what you deserve mudblood," he spat into my bloodstained face as he climbed on top of me.
Alone you find yourself just hanging,
and to fill the hole you cling to all that seems,
to hide the little girl that crying,
underneath the rage that you let others see.
My obvious discomfort obviously brought him pleasure as he bit and chewed on my nipples making me cry out in pain to which he would punch me again until i had learned to be quiet only to start chewing on my sensitive skin.
Cause you're dancing dirt into the snow
while others look at you on show.
You're dancing dirt into the snow
while all around you people grow
And watch you bleed.
And watch you bleed.
I screamed in agony as he plunged himself into me forcefully not caring that with his forceful thrusts a piece of my delicate insides was tearing away and blood poured from my insides like they were my outsides. He bit and sucked on my skin till it bled all the while leaving me conscious to feel the pain and when ever i was near collapse he would bring me back by spitting in or slapping my face and body as he helped himself to me causing my blood to pour all over the bed.
So now you look at me, eyes wooden.
An anchor through your head; crimson for disguise.
An opal for a wound you carry,
heavy lights of pleading someone look at me.
"Harry stop please stop!" i cried out from beneath him.
"No fuck you bitch, you're getting what you deserve mudblood," he retorted laying now into my body leaving behind bruises like the numerous hickeys and bite marks over me. My insides were mere jelly now reduced to nothing my pride in tatters as i took his lie and fed it to myself clinging to it as my only hope of sanity this is what i deserve i told myself over again, this is what i deserve.
Cause you're dancing dirt into the snow
while others look at you on show.
You're dancing dirt into the snow
while all around you people grow
And watch you bleed.
And watch you bleed.
Finally, consciousness left me and i passed out as Potter finished himself off and climbed off of me.
The more you push through broken glass, the thicker it becomes.
And the more you turn on broken worlds, the sooner you will need.
The more you push through broken glass, the thicker it becomes.
And the more you turn on broken worlds, the sooner you will need
A gun.
Unfortunately consciousness reclaimed me with a feeling of warm water trickling down my face and body only to find Potter had spat in my face and on my body again for good measure he unbound my arms and my legs but i had no strength to avenge myself. I curled naked body into a small ball as he the sat on the bed beside me after he had tided himself up and none of the crime showed on his toned and what i once thought sexy body. He tilted my chin up making me look into his eyes.
"Say It mudblood tell me why this happened," He said wanting to rub salt into my fresh wounds.
"I am a mudblood slut and i deserved this," I replied my voice monotone but not letting him see how he had broken me.
"Good girl now you are not to tell a soul you hear me?" i nodded my head weakly and returned to my ball in the middle of my bed falling once again into unconsciousness.
Cause you're dancing dirt into the snow
while others look at you on show.
You're dancing dirt into the snow
while all around you people grow
All around me was blackness and I was standing alone in the sea of darkness a white dress clinging to my body pushed a breeze i couldn't feel my eyes closed peaceful as though asleep.
"Help!" i cried but my lips never moved this cry came form within. "Help!" i called even louder now and more frantic, "Help!" i kept screaming all the while knowing no one would hear me, as I was not even speaking. I put my hands to my stomach and began clawing at my own flesh. Then i felt a hand reach into my chest and squeeze my heart. "Help!" i cried one last time and then there was nothing but darkness once more. Just me and my old friend the darkness.
Malfoy threw his jacket onto the couch and rolled himself a joint as he made his way to the rose garden to contemplate his situation. He really wanted to talk to me but knew that i was not alone from the sounds he heard that disgusted him of loud moaning and groaning which he knew was her and Potter. What he did not know that those sounds were a by-product of the charm that had been cast earlier and so he thought he knew what was going on in that room and all of his courage had left him. He looked up as the door to my room slammed and out walked a smiling Potter who was fixing his pants and lighting a cigarette. Malfoy felt white-hot rage replace all of his emotions. That whore had slept with Potter while he had poured his heart to her! He had tried to hard and had lost her to Harry Potter. Now he simply felt sick, disgusted and depleted. Potter noticed Malfoy sitting by himself and the two men who both fought for me one my body and the other my heart conversed.
"Good lay," he rubbed in knowing he had heard the noises made by his silencing charm.
"Yeah but i got to fuck her as a virgin, I'm sure the tight virgin i got to fuck was better than the loose slut she is now." Harry laughed at this nodding his head.
"True true, well I'm outta here you know how it is wham bam thank you mam, don't like to stick around while she sleeps like a baby." He waved as he walked out of the rose garden, through the common room and out past the portrait of Mona Lisa giving her a wink as he went.
Draco sat in the rose garden a few moments longer deciding to see if i really was sleeping like a baby. He stood outside my door contemplating if he really should go in or not he heard a soft groan and started to leave when he heard the sound of soft crying.
"Help! Draco Help!" he heard me whimper the sounds of my dream coming to life on my lips, as my lips did not move in my dream.
"Draco!" he scoffed, "didn't potter do it for her?" He instantly felt guilty and decided to go see what it was that i had wanted. He cracked the door open but he was not prepared for the sight that would meet his eyes. He rushed to my side eager to help my unconscious ball of flesh and blood. He ran his hand over my bruised and battered body tears falling from his eyes as he saw the bruises about my legs knowing full well where they had come from seeing them before on his sister.
"Oh Magnolia what has that beast done to do?" he asked the silence now that my groans and cries has ceased. My eyes fluttered open at his words to find Malfoy wit his hands on my body my skin burning as someone had doused me in gasoline and set me alight.
"What did you do to me you bastard?" i croaked my voice hoarse and my memory temporarily erased. He jumped at the sound of my voice his voice a picture of perfect innocence that i did not buy.
"Hermoine i swear i didn't touch you!"
"You make me sick you bastard get away from me!" i hissed my voice cold and emotionless though inside my heart was broken into millions of tiny pieces i closed off my right to emotion. Then my mind did a strange thing and the memories flooded back to me.
"Say It mudblood tell me why this happened," He said wanting to rub salt into my fresh wounds.
"I am a mudblood slut and i deserved this," I replied my voice monotone but not letting him see how he had broken me.
"Good girl now you are not to tell a soul you hear me?"
I've seen you hanging 'round
This darkness where I'm bound
And this black hole I've dug for me
And silently within with hands touching skin
The shock breaks my disease
And I can breathe
I groaned in terror reliving the ordeal over and over again in my mind tears escaped my brave face i had been trying to hold together. I felt warm arms wrap around me and i felt safe just sobbing in his arms.
And all of your weight
And all you dream
Falls on me, it falls on me
And your beautiful sky
And the light you bring
Falls on me, it falls on me
I screamed beating into his chest as he just held me tight and let me scream tears falling from his face for the sister he couldn't save.
Your faith like the pain
Draws me in again
She washes all my wounds for me
The darkness in my veins
I never could explain
And I wonder if you ever see
Will you still believe
I quickly ran out of energy and could no longer beat his chest as he held me to his chest his tears falling onto my blood matted hair and we just sat there two lost souls crying from pain betrayal and the loss of innocence.
And all of your weight
And all you dream
Falls on me, it falls on me
And your beautiful sky
And the light you bring
Falls on me, it falls on me
Am I that strong
To carry on
I might save my life
I might save our world
Would you save me?
"Hermoine, I'm so sorry," he whispered to me, "I promise i will bring you justice to you for what Potter did to you." He kissed my forehead as i fell asleep in my lap and he moved my head onto the pillow covering me with the doona and slipping quietly out of the room locking it after him.
And all of your weight
And all you dream
Falls on me, it falls on me
And your beautiful sky
And the light you bring
Falls on me, it falls on me