Lost Innocence

Chapter: Five

Genre: Drama, Angst, General, Action. (Yes, it's pretty harsh.)

Rating: MATURE

Disclaimer: I do not own the lovely characters in this chapter.

A/N: THIS CHAPPIE IS MY FIRST FAVORITE OF THIS FIC. I freaking heart it. Nuff said.

Edited?: No. I decided not to edit it. Hate me for it.

Warnings: SS in a harsh manner. (YEAH! I said it! School Suspension… -sniggers- You're stupid if you believed that)

(A/N: I know already? Yep. Well, here's the thing. This is actually a warning. You might not want to read this chappie if you love Draco Malfoy or any of the Malfoys. –nods- Why? Read, or…urm…don't? Enjoy!)

Today is… what is the date exactly? I lost track yesterday, but who cares, right? All you need to know is the importance of today. What importance? I don't know. I just wanted to say something. Ha! Gotcha didn't I? I know did. Anyway, this day is like any other day at the Burrow. Get up, eat an amazing breakfast filled with love, do something, eat an amazing lunch filled with love, do something, eat a snack, eat an amazing dinner filled with love, maybe do something, and go to sleep. Oh wow. My schedule's busy.

"Ginny! Are you listening?" I jumped out of my trance.

"What? What did you say Ron?"

"I said," he leaned in closer, "You didn't have to go ballistic on me last night. I mean it's not my fault that Harry is ignoring you."

"Ignoring me? More like scared to talk to me. He's a bloody prat. That's what he is!" I yelled.

"Hey! Don't call my best friend a prat!"

"He is a prat because he has the same syndrome you have, I-don't-know-how-to-deal-with-a-girl-and-I'm-a-big-git syndrome. And-" I stopped arguing.

Something in my brain went off and my body began to act weird. Everything became blurry within a second. I couldn't hear anyone in the room yelling at me. All I could hear was, "Come here. You know where to go. Come here Weasley. To us."


My breathing started to become shallow when something was pushing me towards the door. I tried to fight it, but it was too strong. I ran out the door.

Out of breath, trying to catch a heartbeat, not one came. Hands on knees, in out, in out, is the breathing pattern I make. Trying to breathe, out of breath, how did I run that fast? I've never ran that fast in my life. Finally, catching a heartbeat, I stood up and looked around at my surroundings.

I heard birds chirping and things crawling on the ground. I was in the Burrow's mini woods. Or was it a forest? I never found out what it was, but I was there. And it looked like I was smack dab right in the middle of it.

I was in the middle of a large clearance with trees around me. I looked down and saw an enormous tree trunk with its top slanted. Whoever cut it down must've had bad cutting skills. It probably was my dad knowing him.

Suddenly, there were a series of pops circling me. I jumped at every single one that came. My breathing quickened. I started to get scared as I saw the faces that appeared around me. You'll never guess. Come on guess. If you guessed death eaters, you're right, but which ones? If you guessed the Malfoy clan along with Lestranges, then you're right, again. You're just the little genius today, aren't you?

I felt my knees go weak but they didn't give in. They were the only things that kept me from running back to the Burrow, wherever it was.

"Ah, Mrs. Weasley, it is a pleasure to see you again. I see you have grown into a lovely young lady. I now see what Potter sees. Not!" There were chuckles from all around.

"Wha – what? Aren't you supposed to be in Azkaban?" I asked Lucius Malfoy.

"Wha – what? Aren't you – aren't you… Ugh, you Weasleys…" Bellatrix said in a mimicking voice.

Only one thing I can say: You gotta do it better than that.

"I had helped, I guess you can say little Weasley," Lucius replied circling me, "but, that's not why we're here. We're here for business. Am I right or am I right?" They all agreed.

"So, to get right down to business: what is Potter planning? You are his girlfriend are you not?"

"Sorry, can't tell you that Malfoy."

"Oh, that's a bad choice to make Miss Weasley, because you see… Crucio!"

The spell flew towards me within a second. I didn't have time to react. I felt the excruciating pain go throughout my body. I screamed and the death eaters laughed. Lucius lifted the curse.

"Now, what was that again little girl?"

I coughed, "I meant, he didn't tell me anything when we were together."

"Oh, what was that Weasley? When you were? Don't tell me Scarhead dumped the number one most wanted girl in Hogwarts?" Draco Malfoy asked cockily.

I quickly look down, not wanting to make eye contact.

"Oh, so it is true Weaslette?" Lucius asked with curiosity.

"So, what if it is? It's really none of you bus -"

"Crucio! None of your back talk girl."

I squirmed under Bellatrix's spell. She lifted it.

"Say some again like that a face another painful cur-" She stopped in mid sentence, "Master is calling us. We have to go."

"No! We will not. We have to get some information!"

"No information is better than being late Malfoy!"

"Are you certain dear Bellatrix?"

"Enough! Lucius, dear, she's right. We have to leave."

"No! I will not –"

"I will stay father." Draco spoke up with false bravery.

"What? Why Draco?"

"I have to do this mother. I have to make up for what I didn't do."

"What! No, no. Lucius talk some sense into your son."

Narcissa Malfoy looked from her husband to her son with sadness and anxiety in her eyes. She didn't Draco to stay. But, in the end, he did. All other death eaters popped out while Draco stayed.

I know you're wondering: Why didn't I run when they were talking, arguing, or whatever they were doing? Here's my answer: Piss off. I was in shock and still in an ounce of pain. Got it?

(A/N: Mmkay. I was going to let her ramble, but I decided to get down to the part where you're going to hate me. Shall we? YES WE SHOULD. Here it goes…)

"Well, Weaselbee, it seems that I am in charge now. So, what is Potter planning exactly?"

"Like I told your juvenile father, I don't know."

"How dare you, you piece of trash!"

Draco marched up to me and dragged me up to my feet by my hair. Once I was standing again, I tried to get out of his grip. There was no leeway. I squirmed and twisted and he just laughed until he was tired; then, he punched me in my stomach. I screeched an inhumanly screech. Draco then let go of me and put his heads to his ears. Check and mate. Nice plan, no?

"God, you're loud. I don't why you're loud though. No one can hear you from here."

"Oh, yeah? Are you sure? I can just scream again," and I did.

He again covered his ears and this time closed his eyes. This was my chance. I ran for it, but I didn't get far. There was a jerk on my arm that sent me backwards. And a drag of my hair sent me dragging back to the clearing. I screeched a little at the pain until I saw the tree stump. Draco let go of me and pulled me up.

"I'm tired of your games Weasley."

"Well, too…"

"Shut up! Shut up! You're stalling this process and I can't keep any longer. Now do what I say. Tell me everything you know. "

"No!"

He pulled me up and slammed me against the nearest tree, making me loose my breath. I finally caught it back, and instantly loosing it again. He was choking me while I grasped for air. He banged me against the tree again.

"Now, I'm going to ask you one more time. What do you know?"

"I can't…"

"Tell me!"

"I can't…"

"Tell me, now!"

"I can't breathe!"

I gathered all my strength and removed his hand from my throat and kicked him.

"I said I can't breathe you son of a bitch. And I'm not telling you anything. I don't know anything. I can't tell you."

He glared. He looked like he was searching for something, trying to see if I was telling the truth. When he saw it, he growled and charged at me. I easily ducked him and grabbed his wand from him as he stumbled. Can you say check and mate, again, dears?

When I finally had a grip on his wand and tripped him with a root that I made come out of the ground. I started to run, not paying attention to what I was doing. Within a second I had tripped and fell. And within another second I was sent back to the clearance. Oh goody.

I know what you're thinking right now, 'DID HE JUST USE WANDLESS MAGICE!??!?!' No, my children, he did not. I repeat, I started to run, not paying attention to what I was doing. Tada. That should've given you a hint that I dropped the wand. Didn't it? See! Now, let's go on with the scene and stop procrastinating.

I breathed quickly as if I just came out of a slight coma that was caused by my almost drowning. But, that wasn't the cause. The cause was the quickness, the swiftness of the spell that had caught my everlasting breath. It was the breath that could've helped my life at its most precious moment.

"Clever, but not clever enough. Now I'm tired of your bullshit Weasley, so I have to take matters into my on hands."

I just blinked at him. He just smirked and threw me across to the middle where I fell with an 'humph' on my back. He walked over to me and looked down at me. I tried to sit up and say something smart to him when I was forced back down.

He pointed his wand at me and said a spell in his head. I closed my eyes and braced for it. But there was no flash of green light, just a feeling of something chaining me to the ground. What the buck?

(A/N: What the buck is dedicated to my dear friend, Delu. (You might've heard of her? LULU I SAID IT. Ok. I'll stop interrupting, maybe.)

I opened my eyes and tried to get up but my hands we stuck to the ground and so were my legs. Oh great. He's a freak.

"Let me go, you bastard. Its way past your bedtime, don't you think? Isn't your master calling you to kiss his toes?"

"You bitch."

He flashed his wand at me and a searing pain went through my spine and sent what felt like slashes of knifes creating an X on my back. Was that possible at all? Did I even make sense at all? I screamed in spite of myself, even though I told myself not to. I didn't want to show another weakness, but I couldn't help it.

With another flick, I was hoisted into the air to his eye level. I tried to move then, but I was still in the body position I was on the ground. It was extremely weird. I felt… weightless. Was that even possible on the wonderful Earth? Magic plays with the laws of nature doesn't it? Merlin was freaking genius, was he not?

Things got weirder within the next minute as Draco came closer to me. His eyes were softer this time. He licked his lips voraciously as if he was hungry for the one thing he'd been waiting his whole life for. My eyes widen in fear as the next thing that was fabricating in my head became true. His lips crushed against mine.

I gasped against his lips. He smiled against mine. He continued to kiss me without my response. I couldn't do anything to stop him as he started to kiss down my neck. I just stood there in invisible chains in midair with my eyes closed and teeth biting my lips. He stopped and looked at me. He leaned in and whispered in my ear, "You know, I've always loved you secretly. Pansy is nothing to me. You mean everything to me, secretly, of course."

A whimper escaped my lips. I felt like I was in a situation that I will never get out of any time soon. I knew what was coming next, something that will never escape my memory. Something tragic that will write sins instead of the tragedies the little authors in my head are supposed to write.

After kissing me with a little suckling, Draco did another swish of his wand and I was back on the ground. I felt the invisible chains that bounded my body slackened and I could move my legs a little. I wonder why? Not.

I licked my lips. They seemed to have become chapped since the last time I talked. I braced myself for what was about to happen next and closed my eyes. I hear movements that made my heartbeat quicken. I sneaked a peak and saw Draco on top of me.

'HOLY SHIT! Oh crap. Oh God. Oh gods. Please help. I can't do anything. I'm hoping you'll help me. Yes…? Maybe…?' I though stupidly.

I closed my eyes once again. I felt tears well up behind my lids. I knew that most likely that no one was going to answer my silent calling, my silent entreaty. But, I decided to be vigilant with my ears as my feeling was taken over by my harasser's lips which I hardly felt. I then realized that my feeling was almost gone. I opened my eyes a little and slightly looked to the side. Everything was a blur.

With the slight consciousness I had left, I thought about what might be causing me to loose my sight and I thought about the torture I just went through and the escaping I tried to make successful. The only thing I could feel was the thing I was hoping I couldn't feel, the loosing of my innocence.

(A/N: Okay, I know one of you just peed in your pants when you read that, didn't you?)

I could feel him planting kisses on my neck, sucking my skin like it was delicious instead of dirty. I could feel his hand slowly go up to my shirt finally making it to the item he was searching for and unclasping it.

(A/N: …What's that's smell? Do one of you just poo in your pants? Ew. Nasty. Just kidding. )

I bit my bottom lip trying to stay quiet as the rapist unbuttoned my jeans and slid them down my legs, then sliding down my underwear. I squeezed my eyes tight, not wanting see a not a pinch of light coming through my lids, scared that I might see what he was doing to me.

I felt him feel me, touch me, caress me. The wet kisses sounding as they left my body, his fingers flowing smoothly over my skin, the flesh upon flesh as he went into me, I felt it all. The tears were pouring down my cheeks by now. I only felt the pain going through me. I wanted someone to save me. I wanted the main person who saves everyone to save me.

'Harry, please save me. I know you can hear me. You can hear everyone. I want you to save me like you did back in my first year. Harry? Can you hear me? Please save me…'

I was on the brink of becoming unconscious when he stopped. He had climaxed and came into me. I stifled a slight groan. He got up and dressed the both of us with a flick of his wand and unchained me. I could now stand up and move around. Thank goodness.

I looked at my spirit's assassin, wanting to attack him, call him names that a sailor wouldn't even say. I wanted to kill him. I wanted to torture him. I saw in his yes he didn't regret it. He smirked, and popped out, leaving me alone. I felt another tear come down.

"He didn't save me," I said silently.

I sat there in my blood puddle and looked at the sun beginning to set. I didn't care if it blinded me with its light, I just wanted it to guide me and it did.


I arrived at the Burrow, slowly, like my journey there. For some reason, the magical barrier let me in. It was like it knew that I needed help, that I needed my family and comfort. I thought about it as I weakly tried to pound on the back door that was known as the kitchen door.

No one answered to my weak knocking, as gently as I could; I turned the doorknob and entered. At first there was chattering and then silence. I saw their fright stricken faces and my eyesight went into a blur. Everything did.

I felt so ashamed. I ran, got tortured, and raped. I was defenseless, and defended myself weakly. I hated myself. I hated the person that was supposed to save me and didn't. I think its bullshit how this day turned out and how I will remember it.

My knees finally gave out from under me and I fell unto them. I felt someone try to lift me up and I fell into them. I heard my mum screams and the callings of my name. I saw a faint face as I faded into darkness. I saw a light within the dark place and saw Harry's face. I whispered, "Harry?"

The face shook his head and said no. I shut my eyes purposely. I wanted the face to be gone. I wanted the other realm to take me. I wanted what I wanted, but I couldn't get it like the way I wanted what I wanted to save me.

(A/N: What if I say FIN next? Would you be p.issed as hell if I did? Well, I'm not. Just wanted to ask. That's the end of the chapter buddies. Enjoy? You didn't? Oh well. I loved it.)


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