here's chapter six

Here's where Jared enters the picture again, but not in a good way.

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What Happened That Night

It was September 1st and Melanie, Corynne, and Will spent the night of the start of term feast in the common room talking about what had happened to them before September.

"I have a feeling that I will have resurrect London," Melanie said as she ran her fingers through her black hair, "It's the story of my life."

"Maybe you won't have to," Will said movin from the couch down to the floor, "Just because Harry was your father doesn't mean you're meant to save the world. Your entire family is dead, but you've been able to save a large amount of people while going through all this shit. That to me is strong courage. And you have it."

"Thank Will," Melanie said hugging him tightly.

"Will, we have a date," Corynne said pointing to the clock. It was nine o'clock.

"Right, we can stay if you want," Will said, but Melanie shook her head.

"Go have date sex like you always do," Melanie laughed.

Corynne and Will smiled as they both hugged her.

"If you need us, call us alright?" Corynne asked hugging her.

"Thanks."

The clock chimed eleven o'clock and Melanie was in the common room by herself reading an advanced spell book. A half an hour later, she got up and noticed a rough patch on the floor. She put her book down and went over to the patch and rubbed her hand over it. She noticed it felt a little like the spikes on a cheese grater. She dismissed it, puzzled, and turned to go upstairs and jumped when she saw Jared.

"You left me wih the troll and Fluffy! How could you?" Melanie asked pissed off. Jared remained silent and started to advance on her. He moved closer to her until Melanie was literally up against a wall.

"Seriously move! I need to get some rest," Melanie said trying to get him out of the way, but Jared took her body, slammed her against the wall, and threw her onto the grated patch on the floor. He took out his wand and chained her wrists and ankles to the floor. She looked up and realized that Jared was taking off his belt and unzippering his jeans.

"HEL...!" Melanie tried to yell, but Jared silenced her with a charm. Now Melanie was quiet, crying, and begging to God to kill her. He was, now, on his knees trying to pull off her skirt, but she tried to fight him off. When she kneed him in the groin, she tried to escape, but it was no use. He was now breathing very heavily and he became extremely rough. He pulled her panties and climbed ontop of her.

"Let's see how this feels," he said inserting himself into Melanie. She cried harder than ever as her body moved back and forth with his. The grater that Melanie was lying on was cutting through her shirt and into her back. Melanie's body convulsed as chills ran up her spine and over the rest of the body. His skin, or whatever he was made out of, was so cold that she felt like her sindies were frozen.

An hour and a half later, Jared was putting his pants back on and Melanie was putting her underwear and her skirt on. She could not look at him; she now felt dead. Jared approahced her and kissed her neck.

"You tell anyone what happened," Jared said threateningly, "I will kill you. Do you understand?"

Melanie shook her head and he disappeared laughing. She now balled her eyes out, but quietly so no one would come down. She felt like she was no one and she wanted to tell someone, but who would she tell?

"Marco?" Melanie asked. She went outside in the courtyards and she tapped Marco Track on the shuolder. He turned around and stared at Melanie's sunken face. Marco had black hair, brown, he had broad shoudlers, a skinny waist, a huge muscular chest, ad thick arms and legs. He was every girl's dream guy.

"Hey Mel," he said in his deep voice, "Is everything alright?"

"Can we talk?"

"Yea sure," Marco said saying goodbye to his buddies and walking with Melanie. When they were far enough so no one could hear them, Melanie tried to tell Marco what happened almost two weeks.

"Something happened two weeks ago," Melanie said as she could feel her hands start to shake.

"What happened?" he asked suddenly concerned.

"Uh...I was raped," she said to Marco merely stared at her.

"What?" he asked studdering.

"I was raped," Melanie said as Marco grabbed her arm and lef her away from other students who were getting close to them and to a secluded area.

"Who else have you told?" he asked still stunned.

"You're the first," Melanie said as Marco's eyes grew wide enough to stretch to the back of his head.

"You haven't told Corynne or Will or Kyle for that matter?" Marco asked surprised.

"Kyle's not around anymore," Melanie said wiping her eyes, "And I just wanted to talk to someone who wouldn't judge me for what happened."

Marco smiled and enveloped Melanie in a huge hug, "I would never judge you."

Melanie looked into his huge big brown and said, "Thank you."

About three nights later, Melanie sat in front of the fire with her chin on her hands pondering how she was going to tell Will and Corynne about her attack.

"Are you alright?" Will asked sitting down next to her.

"Yea," Melanie lied, but as Will started to walk away from her she cracked, "WAIT! I have to tell you something."

"Ok," Will said stopping and sat back down, but before Melanie could tell him, Corynne came down and sat next to him.

"What are we talking about?" Corynne asked Will.

"Melanie was just about to tell me something," Will said as Corynne started to get up and leave, but Melanie suggested her to sit back down.

"I need to tell you both," Melanie said as she began to tell her story. For almost three hours, Will and Corynne cried, asked questions, and cried some more. Will and Corynne had wondered why Melanie was acting very weird over the past few days and now they knew why. Around ten o'clock, Will and Corynne and Melanie were fast asleep on the floor with their heads tilted back resting on the cusion of the couch, but while they were sleeping someone tapped on Melanie, Will, and Corynne on the shoulder. They all opened their eyes and found a spear sticking out of their chests.

Melanie woke up with her face hot and sweaty, on the floor just like in her horrific dream. Will and Corynne were by her side wondering wh yshe was screaming. She opened her eyes and her eyes went immediately to Marco.

"Are you alright?" he asked wiping her face with a damp cloth.

"Yea," she said trying to get to her feet. She staggered erect and wobbled a bit, but leveled out.

"Can I talk to Melanie alone?" Marco asked Will and Corynne. They smiled and lef hand in hand.

"What's up?"

"Mel, I'm worried about you," Marco said holding her hands, "Ever since that night you've been really weird. You've been ignoring your school, you've been ignoring your friends, you're having nightmares. Please tell me what's bothering you."

Melanie stayed silent.

"I want to help you," Marco said, but Melanie was silent. After a few minutes of silence, Marco gave up, "If you ever need my help, you know where I am."

Marco got up, kissed the top of her head, and headed toward the portrait hole until Melanie cried out.

"MARCO!"

Marco turned around.

"Don't leave me!" she pleaded. Marco walked back over to Melanie and threw his arms around her. She broke down in his arms, but Marco only hugged her tighter.

"Don't worry," he reassured her, "I'll never leave you."