A.N: Hello lovelies! I'm back again! Whahaha! It has taken me quite a while to update anything! Such a naughty person I am ehehe. Nevermind here's the newest chapter and I must warn you this one is really, really twisted and a huge M rating. Warning: the following chapter may contain Rape, graphic voilence, Sex, Swear words and other things you may find offensive or a trigger. You have been for warned. That is all. The next should be up by the end of the week or beginning of next. Depends on how good my son is at having a lovely nap in the afternoon (got this full chapter typed during one of his naps last week) but you shall have another chapter before Christmas at the most. Happy Holidays everyone.

I can't wait for Fantastic Beasts & Where To Find Them (the movie) comes out.

DISCLAIMER: I STILL do not own Harry Potter or anything affiliated with Harry Potter. J.K. Rowling does. I only own my OC and the story line here within.

Chapter Six

The Attack

The taxi driver pulled up outside Assassin's and Amanda handed him a ten pound note before getting out, into the pouring rain with her trunk.

"Keep the change mate!"

"Thank you Miss! Merry Christmas!" He said then drove off up the street. Amanda turned at the corner and smiled at the pub before her. She dragged her trunk over to The Leaky Cauldron and entered.

"Ah, Miss Riddle. How are you?" Tom the barkeeper asked as she let go of her trunk.

"I'm fine, Tom. Is my room ready?"

"Of course. Room 14, Miss Riddle." He said, pointing his wand at the trunk, which vanished. "Is there anything you need, Miss?"

"Not just now, thank you Tom." She smiled and turned towards the pub's back door.

Amanda clutched the folds of her jacket as she walked down the Diagon Alley towards her favourite shop: Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. Fred yawned from the counter as she stepped over the threshold. Fred ran over, smiling and pulling her into a hug.

"Hello Fred." She sang, hugging him back while waving at George. "Hi George!"

"Hey, Riddle!" He replied happily.

Fred and Amanda climbed up the stairs to the twins' small apartment; it was usually clean for somewhere two men lived.

"Are you staying in Diagon Alley?" Fred asked pulling off his pink work robes and throwing them into a corner. "Want a cuppa?"

"Aye, go on then." She said, sitting on the red leather sofa as Fred poured her a cup of tea. He sat down beside her and smiled.

"I'd like to give you some advice."

"About?" She raised her eyebrow at him and he smiled at the innocent look on her face.

"Well... Ron, kinda, erm, told me about you and Harry...erm... to put it bluntly. You've been screwing Harry!" She laughed as he went on saying different ways of saying 'having sex'.

"Fred! We haven't!"

"But Ron -!"

"Has got the wrong end of the stick!"

"Oh. Okay. I'm gonna tell you anyway for when you and Harry eventually do... have sex. You've gotta be careful because I think neither of you are ready to have a baby right now. And - ."

"What? Fred? Go on!"

"I've just realised your t-shirt's wet!"

"So?"

"I can see through it!" He smiled as she looked down.

"Oh my god!" She shrieked.

"Here. Put my shirt on." He pulled off his lilac shirt and gave it to her. "Don't worry, I'm not gonna pounce on you!"

"At least turn the other way!" She said sternly, taking off her jacket. He turned away from her and Amanda pulled her wet t-shirt off then pulled on Fred's silk shirt. "You can look now."

He turned and gazed at her lustfully. Fred moved closer, his lips mere inches from her's. Their lips collided briefly...

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?" She yelled as Fred pulled away slightly, she stood and slapped him hard. "I have a boyfriend! He's, supposedly, your friend! You can't go around kissing anyone you want!"

"Why not? You do!"

"Because it's wrong! And I don't go around kissing anyone...except Harry!" She pulled on her jacket and turned on her heel. "I'll send this back later!" With that she stormed out and Fred sighed deeply.

Amanda slammed the door to Room 14 and threw herself down on the bed. She pulled off her jacket and threw it over the chair then took off Fred's silk shirt and dropped it on the floor.

CRACK!

Fred Apparated onto the bed beside her. She yelped in surprise and pulled the pillow over her chest.

"FRED! I'm not wearing anythin'!"

"Why'd you get so worked up over one kiss? Not that you could call that a kiss." He asked.

"Because I think you're cute!"

She gasped and put her free hand over her mouth as Fred pulled the pillow from her grasp. He kissed her softly, sitting over her hips as his hands passed over the curves of her body.

"This is so wrong!" She whispered, gazing into Fred's warm brown eyes.

"I don't think it is!" He breathed, pulling off his dark t-shirt. "Do you want me to stop?"

"No. Not really." He began to unzip his jeans. "Are you okay with me... being a virgin?"

"Let me prove it darling." He pulled down her loose jeans and threw them onto the floor. She pulled him into a passionate kiss as he slipped out of his jeans. Fred sat up and gently touched her body as he breathed hard, out of breath slightly.

"Are you sure about this?" He said as he pulled out a condom from his jeans pocket, she nodded as he lay over her again. "It might hurt at first." He said as he pulled down his boxer shorts.

"SURPRISE!"

Harry's face paled as Amanda and Fred turned their heads towards the door. Harry stared at her before turning to Fred.

"What the hell, Fred? You're meant to be my friend! How could you?" He glanced at Amanda again before walking out of the room and slamming the door shut. Fred and Amanda listened to him as he cried outside of the door.

"Where were we?" Fred leaned in for a kiss but Amanda stopped him. "What?"

"I can't do this!"

"But... fine!" He picked up his clothes and pulled up his boxer shorts. Amanda looked out of the window as he Disapparated. Harry opened the door and stepped inside as she pulled on Fred's forgotten shirt.

"So what does he have that I don't?" He said, his voice croaky from crying. "Is it... is it because he's a pure-blood?"

"Oh Harry! Not at all!"

"He must... how could you, do that with him?!"

"We weren't doing anything! You walked in before we could!" She yelled at him.

"Is that supposed to make me feel better?"

She sat up and looked at him, unable to put into words the thoughts in her head.

"He kissed me first!"

"It doesn't matter who kissed who first!" He sat down beside her with tears in his eyes. "You were gonna have sex with him! Why couldn't you have waited for me?" He held out the necklace that Draco had snapped off her neck. "I love you."

"I love you too! I - "

"No, you don't. You think you do but you don't. You..." He glanced at her. "You and me would've been doing what Fred and you were doing if you loved me!"

"But Harry! I didn't start this!"

"Really?" Harry asked as an insane idea formed in his mind. "Did you drink anything at Fred's?"

"A cup of tea, why?"

That bastard drugged her with a lust potion Harry thought, looking at Amanda again. "So Fred kissed you first?"

"Yea, I just got caught up in the heat of the moment!"

"He... tried it on first?" Harry said quietly.

"Yes. Harry, why are you asking me this like that?"

Harry stood and left the room. Amanda pulled on her jeans and boots before running after him.

Fred sighed and threw his clothes onto his bed before looking in the mirror.

BANG!

Fred slumped to the floor as blood pooled from the gash on his head. He opened his eyes an inch and saw a flash of blond hair before blacking out.

Ron, Hermione and Mrs Weasley looked up from the table as Harry rushed into the bar. He ran out into the little yard and off down Diagon Alley.

"Harry? Something wrong dear?" Mrs Weasley called after him as Amanda jumped the last few stairs and ran after Harry.

"Come on Hermione!" Ron said, hurrying after the pair.

"Where's Fred?" Harry said coldly to George as Amanda entered the shop.

"Upstairs." Harry pushed past him, Amanda tried to follow but her way was blocked by George. "What's going on?"

CRASH!

Amanda pushed past the red head and ran up the stairs, followed by George. Harry stood over Fred, who was bleeding badly on the floor.

"Oh my god! Harry! Fred, are you - "

"SHUT UP!" Harry shouted as George walked through the door. "Just... shut up!"

"Harry? What's going on?" George asked as Fred rubbed blood from his nose. "Fred?"

"Go on! Tell him!" Harry said, moving away from Fred. Fred mumbled something under his breath as Harry glared at him. "Sorry, didn't hear that?"

"I said I tried to sleep with Amanda..." His voice barely audible.

"Excuse me? But I still don't think I heard that!" Harry said, once again, towering over the fallen twin.

"I TRIED TO SLEEP WITH AMANDA!" Fred yelled as Ron and Hermione came into the room. George looked at Amanda, who sank onto the sofa.

"You what?" Ron said thickly to his brother. "You tried to rape -"

"No, he didn't try to rape me... I wanted to... I didn't think." Amanda said through her hands.

"You slipped her a lust potion though, didn't you Fred?" Harry snarled at him.

"No! I would never do such a thing!" The red head replied. "I wanted her cause she's hot! I would never drug a woman!"

"Well, that may be true, but y'know, that must mean you two really fancy each other, so... I think you two deserve each other because I... I can't stand to look at you any more!" Harry ran from the apartment. Hermione glared at her, looking like she wanted to hit both Amanda and Fred.

"Hermione, take Amanda back to The Leaky Cauldron, please." Amanda stood up and walked over to the door. "Ron... go find Harry."

Amanda, Ron and Hermione reached the bottom of the stairs in silence. Ron turned to Amanda and punched her, knocking her to the ground. She gazed up at him in shock.

"Stay away from Harry, me and my family! I don't want to know you anymore!" He left the shop and Hermione helped Amanda to her feet before slapping her across the face.

"Go back to Malfoy where you belong!" Hermione said darkly as she left to find Ron and Harry.

Amanda climbed the stairs to her room, feeling more alone than she could ever remember in her entire life. She opened the door to her room and flicked on the light as she pulled off Fred's shirt and closed the door. Amanda lay down on the bed and buried her face into the pillow.

"What did they say after I left?"

She jumped as Harry stepped out of the deep shadows.

"Just leave me alone Harry." Amanda said as her stomach touched the silky duvet cover. "Go away please."

"No, I won't leave."

"What do you want?"

"Answers."

"Oh." She replied and felt the bed go down under Harry's weight. "Right well..."

"If... if I hadn't walked in... would you still have... you know with Fred?"

"I don't know." She rolled onto her side and looked at her, now ex, boyfriend. "I might of, I dunno. But it wouldn't have felt the way you make me feel."

"Who hit you?" He put the tips of his fingers on her cheek and she winced in pain.

"Ron and Hermione. They said I've got to stay away from you and Ron's family." He went over to the small sink in the corner, ran a cloth under the cold tap for a few minutes before wringing it out. He walked back to the bed and placed the cloth against her cheek. "Ow!"

"Just keep that there for a while."

"Thanks Harry." She sat up and began to cry. He put his hand on her cheek and wiped away her tears.

"Don't cry." He kissed her softly on the lips. "It's alright." He kissed her again then pulled back to look at her. "You've got no top on..." She threw the cloth into the sink from the bed before pulling Harry's face to her's. "I can see your - "

"Shh! Just kiss me Harry." She pulled him down on top of her, he stared at her and kissed her. He pulled his tshirt over his head. Amanda kissed his collar bone while he unzipped his jeans. He was soon in nothing but his boxer shorts and jumped off the bed before locking the door.

"We don't want any uninvited guests!" He lay down on top of her very carefully and unzipped her jeans and threw them on the floor. He fumbled around under his boxer shorts as he put on a condom before straddling her hips and pulling off his boxers. "You sure?"

She nodded and they kissed again as he pulled down her underwear. He pulled her legs around his hips before slowly entering her.

"Ow!" She moaned in pain as he moved in and out.

"You okay?" He asked, his face an inch above her's.

"Yea... first time hurts a little, right?"

"Yea... but I'm no expert!" He moaned.

"Oh god!" She whispered suddenly, Harry smiled against her collarbone. "Oh my god!"

"You like that babe?" He kissed her over and over again when he began to feel as if some one was watching him. Harry looked at Amanda's face, her expression was not one of enjoyment. "Amanda? You okay?"

"Nice arse Harry!" Fred's voice came from behind them. Harry turned his head to see the elder Weasley twin standing near the door. "Can I join in?"

"Harry!" Amanda's voice, which was usually full of attitude, was filled with fear. Harry sat up and pulled the blanket over his girlfriend and turned once more towards Fred. "Harry I'm scared!" She felt him leave her body and pulled the blanket even more tightly around her as Harry pulled on his jeans. Fred gave her a quick glance before turning to Harry.

"Is it my turn?"

"NO! GET OUT!"

"But Harry... you said I was welcome to her, you said we deserved each - "

SMACK!

Fred hit the floor with his lip broken. He stood up and pulled out his wand.

"That was NOT very nice!" He rammed Harry into the wall and Harry slid down it, knocked out cold.

"HARRY!" Amanda shrieked as Fred moved towards her, Harry remained still. Fred pulled off the blanket and forced her to lay down. "Fred! Get off me!"

"But you're so wet and ready! Harry would never know!" He sat down on her hips and unzipped his jeans as she began to pound him with her fists. He let them hit his chest before hitting her back and pinning her arms down. "Don't fight me, girl! You can't win!"

"GET OFF HER!"

Harry grabbed Fred and pulled him off her, he stood in front of her as she hurriedly dressed in the dimly lit room. Harry glared at Fred in anger.

"Harry, he's not right." She whispered, looking into Fred's eyes; the warmth and softness that was there earlier that day had been replaced by a cold, dead look. "Harry..."

"Go and get George, quick!" He opened the door and she dashed down the corridor and down the stairs. Amanda ran into Ron and the breath was knocked from her.

"Where's Harry?" He said taking hold of her shoulders.

"He's in my room with your insane brother!"

"What?"

"Fred, he's gone crazy! He tried to -"

"LIAR!"

"GO AND SEE FOR YOURSELF!" She yelled at him, her fists balled.

"Amanda? Ron?" George appeared behind Ron. "Is that Harry's tshirt you're wearing?"

"Huh? Yea... George, you gotta come quick! Fred's, he has gone nuts!"

Ron let her go and raced up the stairs behind George and Amanda. She opened the door and gasped; Harry was on the floor with blood dripping from his mouth.

"Harry!"

"I thought you'd bring them!" Fred glanced at them stood in the doorway. "What did you tell them? I had gone nuts or... that I found Harry and you having sex?" He licked his bloody lips as she blushed a deep pink; Ron looked at Harry, who nodded to his unspoken question. "EXPELLIARMUS!" Fred pointed his wand at his brothers, sending them crashing into the hallway; knocking them down for a few minutes. "See ya Potter!"

He magicked Harry out of the room and he fell into Ron and George, who fell to the floor again. Fred pointed his wand at Amanda and smiled wickedly. "Accio Amanda!" She flew into his open arms as he picked up a book from the pile on the floor. "PORTUS!"

"NO!"

The book glowed for a second as Fred forced her to touch it.

"HARRY!" She screamed and struggled against Fred. Harry scrambled to his feet and ran towards them...

But he was a second too late as her hand touched the Portkey.

"HARRY! HELP ME!"

Fred kissed her cheek softly. "Bye Potter!"

Amanda felt a jerk behind her navel and her feet left the ground. Her body swirled in the darkness then came to a sudden stop and her knees went weak.

"We're home!" Fred called happily.

"LET ME GO!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. He picked her up and slammed her onto the bed. "Fred... let me go! Please let me go!" She whimpered as he tied her hands to the bed frame before straggling her hips.

"I'm not that blood traitor!"

She screamed as Fred became Draco Malfoy. He smiled as she tried in vain to free herself.

"Oh my god! Dragon... let me go please!"

"Not just yet... first, I want - " Her body shook as he leaned closer to her and whispered in her ear. "You, so bad!"

He sat up and ripped her tshirt in two and his face lit up as he roughly rubbed her exposed flesh.

"How do you like it?" He licked his lips as he looked at her face. "Rough or slow? Or maybe a bit of both?" He asked pulling down her black, baggy jeans.

"I HATE YOU DRAGON!" She snarled as she tried to sit up. She, then, realised that they were in Draco's bedroom. "You brought me to the manor?!"

"Yea, my parents are out and we're home alone!"

She could smell alcohol on his breath as he began to kiss her neck. Pain ripped through her body as he forced himself on her. She began to cry and he hit her hard.

"SHUT UP! YOU NEVER CRIED WHEN YOU WERE SHAGGING POTTER!"

"I WANTED HIM! I DON'T WANT YOU!" She spat at him and he bit her so hard that he drew blood. "AHH!"

She felt blood dripping from his bite as she closed her eyes and pretended that it was not happening. Yet she knew it was as his sloppy, drunken kisses continued to touch her collarbone...