He kissed me as he dragged me into the cupboard. With one hand he took off his shirt and pulled down his trousers. I tied to push him away but he cast incarcerous spell and bound my arms to my sides. My marked arm continued to bleed and throb. I began to feel queasy from blood loss, my whole arm was stained red.

Malfoy then began to undress me. His hand still covered my mouth so screaming was useless. He forced me to the floor. He reached under my skirt and pulled down my tights and panties.

He raped me. With one hand over my mouth, and the other on my breast. He kissed my neck and whispered in my ear, "Don't fight it, Jordaens," again his voice was demonic sounding.

I could barely move, I couldn'd shout, and I feared I would soon loose conciousness. There had to be comething I could do. Then it hit me. I could always sence Harry, always out of nowhere. Maybe if I concentrated hard enough I could contact him. I did so. I tried to make as clear a connection as I could. 'Oh Harry if you can hear me please help!'

I thought. I knew it worked as I sensed him coming closer. It seemed like forever before the door cracked open. Harry stopped for a second shocked. He then grew angry,

"GET THE HELL AWAY FROM HER" Malfoy sneered and apparated out of the room before Harry could cast the spell. I sat up, trembling. I was dressed except for my tights and sweater. Harry rushed to my side and held me. I was crying, but I couldn't move or speak, even though I was now unbound. I felt in a daze almost. My neck twisted like a snake and I had a vision.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * In the vision, Voldemort sent Malfoy to attack me, it was him who is responsible for my mark. "If you do this I will help you get what you desire. As my followers are loyal to me, I am loyal to them in return." Said Voldemort.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It was him, Malfoy is responsible for this mark. The Dark Lord ordered him to do this to get to me. This mark was a way to strengthen the connection between the two of us. By now I had lost so much blood that I knew I would pass out any second.

"H-harry, it was him," I said though tears.

"What?" said Harry.

"V-Voldemort, trying o control me... the... dark mark. Harry looked at my arm and saw the blood, he grew alarmed.

"Jess. Jessica, look at me" Itried to but I began to lose consiousness, I hear Harry's voice fade. "Jess, Jess...Jeeessssss..."