*Happy Valentine's Day, Fanfic readers/writers! Here's the next chapter to 'Black as My Heart' & I'd like to take the time to thank each and every one of you for reviewing/favoriting/alerting both me and this story! It's been such an honor to be recognized for such a creative but difficult story and I'd like to announce at this time that this story is nearing its' end. I'd say there are four or less many chapters to go. As much as I'd love to go on forever with this story, all good things have to come to an end and I respect you all enough to alert you to this sad fact. So with that said, here's the next chapter!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own 'The Twilight Saga' or 'Harry Potter' or any of the characters with the exception of Livvy Wilde who is my own creation. Both fabulous series belong to the really awesome Mrs. Rowling and Mrs. Meyer.
WARNING: For the younger readers, there is a rape in this chapter. I'll mark that portion of the chapter in both Italics and parentheses so if you are uncomfortable with scenes of that nature, you can skip ahead.
Livvy was scrubbing at a brass trophy with polisher, her tiny nose scrunched up at the smell of the polisher, when she heard a clattering sound behind her. She turned around, thinking that it was Filch coming to complain that she wasn't putting much effort into cleaning that trophy. The Trophy Room was dimly lit by the fire in the brackets on the walls, casting a lot of the room in shadow.
She stared now into the shadows, feeling a sense of dread as she slowly stood and pulled her wand out of her back pocket. No sooner had she gotten her wand free of her pocket had she been slammed into the opposing wall. The wand dropped from her hand and rolled out of sight. She looked up in terror at the face of Fenrir Greyback, a werewolf and her rapist.
His lips drew back over yellowed and crooked teeth that didn't look human in the slightest. His eyes were pitch black within a face that looked wolfish. Although Jacob's eyes were also black, they didn't hold the menace that Fenrir's eyes did. He smelled like blood and sweat and those two smells brought back memories of the night Livvy's family died.
"What are you doing here?" Livvy gasped, her voice squeaking on the last word. She never expected Fenrir to confront her on school grounds. After all, he was sided with Voldemort and none of Voldemort's allies were allowed in Hogwarts.
"The Malfoy boy seems to be doing his mission. What of you, Livvy?" sneered Fenrir and Livvy cringed at the way his lips twisted her name.
She decided to feign ignorance in the hope that he wouldn't suspect her of anything. "My mission is under way. I plan on killing the Potter boy and the American werewolf once I finish with my 'detention'".
Livvy prayed he would accept her story but then Fenrir smiled sickeningly, menacingly, bringing back memories of when he was raping her with that same smile on his horrifying face. "Liar", was all he snarled then he was digging his claw like fingers into her hair, snapping her head back and slamming it into the wall.
(Livvy momentarily saw stars before he threw her away from him. She landed on the stone floor on her back, hard. Then she scrambled up and tried to crawl away from Fenrir, but he grabbed a hold of the back of her shirt and dragged her back to him. Livvy was about to let out a scream when Fenrir clasped one hand over her mouth while the other ripped open the front of her shirt.)
(Livvy tried not to feel anything while Fenrir's hand ravaged her breasts. This was how it was going to start: he was going to fiddle with her breasts first, then move down low, where his hand will paw at her, attempting to caress but scratching and probing instead. Livvy knew this from experience. That night five years ago wasn't the first or the last time Fenrir raped her.)
(He threw her down on the stone floor, smashing her nose and causing it to break and bleed. He kept her pinned face down on the floor while he ripped her trousers off, taking the underwear with them. Livvy prayed for strength while Fenrir forced his way inside her. The pain from Fenrir raping her was nothing compared to the first time. The first time he raped her, Livvy thought her entire body was coming apart from the pain.)
(For thirty agonizing minutes, Fenrir had his way with her.) Then when he was finished, he rolled her over forcefully and leered down at her. Livvy was half tempted to spit in his face but knew that all that would get her was a punch to the jaw. The nose was easy to repair, a broken jaw not so much.
"You better do your mission, Livvy, if you do not wish for me to make another appearance and the next time I come to you, I won't just rape you. I'll murder you, like I had murdered your family", threatened Fenrir and then he vanished. He had Teleported right out of Hogwarts.
Livvy got to her feet, swaying just the tiniest bit. Then she got to work fixing her nose and her shredded clothes, trying all the while not to think or feel. The pain between her legs and in her nose was a reminder of her incompetence.
She should've just killed Harry and Jacob! Then Fenrir wouldn't…No, she had to stop thinking like a little girl. No matter if she did her mission or not, Fenrir would still rape her. This incident was proof enough that she couldn't escape the agony, torment, and humiliation. This was her life now. She could expect nothing more or less than this.
She finished polishing the trophies, took whatever compliment Filch could dish out for her-which wasn't much of anything-, and trudged along the empty halls, making for the Gryffindor Common Room.
She knew what she had to do…
* What is Livvy going to do? Will she kill Harry and Jacob? Or will she do something else? Find out in our next chapter!