Gosh this took forever to write! I apologize to readers my desk broke so my mom wouldn't let anyone on the computer! It really sucked! But i do admit i was keeping it hostage for awhile. Anyways um i guess here it is. By the way reviews are nice.

"No."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Absolutely sure?"

"Yes Hermione I am absolutely, positively, completely, truly sure! Now if you would please stop asking me I would much appreciate it," Jolyn yelled as she and Hermione walked to D.A.D.A. Hermione had been hounding Jolyn for a week, constantly asking if she was alright because she seemed out of it. It was really starting to bother her.

"Ok sorry, I won't ask anymore," Hermione said quickly.

After Draco had left Jolyn sat in the tub for a long while before she tried to piece together her uniform. As she held together her clothes walking threw the hall a boy from Huffle Puff saw her and was trying to get Jo to the hospital wing but she kept refusing until she twisted her ankle. The boy had quickly caught her and carried her to Madam Pomfrey though she practically punched him in the face trying to get away.

Jolyn told them that she had snuck into the perfect's bathroom to bathe but had ended up falling in. When asked about her neck she said she had scratched herself. Madam Pomfrey wanted to do a complete check up, but Jolyn quickly made an excuse and ran out. Obviously her story made no sense.

"Oh Merlin they're at it again," Hermione sighed as they turned the corner. Jolyn looked up and saw Neville picking his things up from the floor just to have them thrown back to the floor by Draco and his little group.

Jolyn had down everything but skip classes to avoid Draco; coming in late, coming in early, running past him. She was on terms with what Draco had done, she most definitely didn't want that to happen, but she knew she had had it coming. Jolyn was just upset it happened like that, but what frustrated her more was that she was still attracted to Draco's looks.

"Why can't he just die and then everyone would be happy," Jo mumbled. She tried to go and sit near the door but Hermione kept walking until she was standing in front of Draco.

"'Mione! What are you doing? Get back here," she hissed.

"Leave him alone Malfoy!"

"What are you going to do about it, Granger?" He sneered.

"You're lucky I'm the one that caught you at it and not Harry or Ron."

"Oh please! What would weasel bee and Potter do to me?" he laughed.

Jolyn sighed and walked up to Neville helping him pick up his things, then standing behind Hermione. "I reckon he'd turn you into something worse then a ferret, you bloody wanker."

"Oh lookie here it's Jo, Jo," Draco spat at her. "Are you going to stand up for Granger and Longbottom?"

"They don't need me to stand up for them," she said threw an annoyed sigh, "they are perfectly capable of …oh I don't know punching you in the face and making you cry like a little girl. It wouldn't be the first time."

"You've got a lot of nerve talking to me like that after what happened last time," he hissed walking up to her. Jolyn took a step back and flinched before seeing Hermione's puzzled look.

"Last time? What happened last time? Did he do something to you?"

Jolyn stepped forward. "Of course he didn't. This bloke, and I use the term bloke loosely, could never lay a hand on me," she fibbed quickly.

Draco snorted. "If you don't remember I could show you again."

She quickly became unease and wanted to run away. Why had she stuck her nose into this?

"He's just saying that to make himself feel better."

Draco quickly walked to her face. "If you want I can reenact it all. I wouldn't mind making you make that facial expression again. I really liked it."

Jolyn's cheeks heated up and she started to back away. "I- I- I- don't know what your talking about."

"You're face was red, just like that," he purred. "But your eyes were closed tight and-"

"Stop lying," she cried out. Almost the whole class was waiting to go in and was now watching this scene. Draco grabbed her arm and pulled her closer.

"You were panting so hard and your heart was pounding against your chest," he almost whispered.

Tears started to prickle her eyes and her face was burning up. "Shut up!"

"Why don't you be a good girl and tell the whole school what happened," he smirked sinisterly. "Or I will just have to do it all again."

"No!" she screamed before wrenching back her arm and punching him in the jaw. Jolyn, along with everyone else, was stunned at what she had done. But Draco, he looked at her and smirked showing his bloody teeth.

"What is going on here?" Professor Umbridge and Professor McGonnagal pushed there way threw the crowed of students and paused. "What happened?"

No one answered the question. McGonnagal looked at Hermione. "Granger, what happened here?"

Hermione was staring at Jolyn and it took her a few moments to answer. "Malfoy, I mean Draco was harassing Jolyn so she punched him," she said quietly.

"Violence is not permitted in this school Ms. Alvarado!" Umbridge scolded. "Detention!"

"Mr. Malfoy will be attending detention as well," McGonnagal added quickly. Umbridge turned to her.

"For what exactly, professor?"

"Harassing another student," she answered. "I will see you both in my office after dinner."

"I will handle the detention," Umbridge stated.

"If you don't mind, Dolores, I would like to handle this detention," and then she turned around before another word could be spoken.

Umbridge looked after the other women with loathing before turning to the tear shedding girl and bleeding boy. "Mr. Malfoy, go to the hospital wing and get that fixed, everyone else get inside for class."

Ron and Harry ran up to the group of students. "Bloody hell I thought we were going to be late." No one said anything in reply because they were all to busy whispering to one another. "Hermione what happened?"

"She punched Malfoy," she said blankly staring at Jolyn. Jolyn was staring at the spot Draco had been and tear were running down her cheeks quietly.

"Alright Jo," Ron said smiling.

"Then why is she crying," Harry whispered. Hermione didn't answer and walked over to the girl.

"Are you alright?" Jolyn just nodded and walked into class.

The rest of class Jo was quiet and didn't bother reading what she was supposed to or taking notes. She ignored notes that came to her or whispers to her. All the girl did was stare down at the scares on her right hand that said, I will not talk back to the Professor or the other one that said, I will do my work.

The rest of the day was just this. Jolyn hardly noticed herself walk into the transfiguration classroom after dinner. She didn't here when McGonnagal and Draco come into the room, or when McGonnagal had to run up to Dumbledore's office, or even when Draco scooted closer to her.

"That was a pretty good swing," he whispered in her ear. She was startled and scooted back quickly, her cheeks flushed.

Draco closed his eyes and groaned before smirking. "Stop doing that."

"I don't understand you," she whispered.

He stood and walked close to her. "What don't you understand?"

"What do you want from me?"

"I want you to admit that you liked what happened."

The girl tried to laugh sarcastically but it sounded like she was choking. "You…you… raped me. How could I have possibly enjoyed that?"

The blonde laughed loudly. "You can't rape the willing."

The girl looked Draco in the eyes, scowling. "You shut your fat mouth, that's a lie and you know it."

"You didn't really put up to much of a fight. In fact I would say it was half hearted. Like most girls, you tease and tease and tease but never fallow threw with your actions," he said reaching his hand up to her still purple bruised cheek. She flinched away and he laughed. "But you're different, not by much, but you are. You wanted to fallow threw but knew you shouldn't so you put up that pitiful fight.

"Speaking of which, how's your neck," he laughed.

"It's healing," she replied.

"Hmmm that's good."

Though the Slytherin was amused and cocky while speaking to the Gryffindor, his mind was buzzing around frantically. He thought after he had sex with Jolyn she would just be a stray thought in the back of his mind. But it had a reverse affect. Jolyn was the only thing he could think about, he wanted more of her. All he wanted was to slip inside of her again and again and again. It was almost worse then before.

"You're a pompous git," she mumbled.

"And you're a teasing insulting little slut," he shot back quickly.

The brunette shot out of her seat and scowled at the blonde. "You shut your mouth."

Draco slowly stood and got in her face. "You keep saying that but you never make me."

"If you don't be quiet I'll punch you again!"

"Oh please do! I like it rough, you don't even know how turned on I was," he smirked.

"Asshole!" she said lifting her hand to slap him. Suddenly the door opened and the two quickly sat.

McGonnagal walked in and the rest of detention was eerily silent.

Finally the students were let out and Jolyn was heading her way to the tower when she noticed Draco wasn't going to the dungeons, instead fallowing after with long strides.

"What are you doing,' she said walking faster.

"Fallowing you."

"Obviously."

"Obvious questions get obvious answers."

"I hate you."

"Isn't that a lie," he laughed. "You need me."

"For what?"

"I think you know what." She stopped and turned to him.

"No I don't believe I do," she seethed.

Draco smirked and walked closer, "For this." He quickly closed the gap between them and kissed her on the lips hungrily. Jolyn didn't think about it or command her body to react but it did. She eagerly kissed back, parting her lips and letting his tongue dominate hers quickly. She couldn't believe how aroused she had become in such a short time. Her arms snaked around his neck and pulled him closer. Draco grabbed her waist and began walking her backwards toward the wall before slamming her body against it with his own. Jolyn groaned in pain and in pleasure as she felt his erect member push into her stomach.

He gripped her shirt and ripped it open.

"Malfoy," she growled against his lips, "Stop ruining my clothes."

"I have no patience for buttons," he said ducking his head and kissing the soft flesh between her ear lobe and jaw. His hands wondered against her warm skin and she groaned.

"Your hands are still cold," she whimpered. Jolyn reached up to take his shirt off slowly but he grabbed her hands roughly causing her to yelp. The bruises were still there from last week.

It hit Draco that he had caused her pain last time, any normal person would have easily figured this out, but frankly he wasn't normal. His thoughts were saying he had hurt her and he was a horrid person for doing that and he would never want to hurt this beautiful creature ever again. In fact he wanted to make her feel pleasure. He quickly pushed down the thoughts and excused them. He only wanted to make her feel pleasure because if he only pleasured himself, Jolyn probably wouldn't be so willing next time. Or that's what he reasoned.

His hands quickly undid her skirt, letting it fall to the ground and he began leading a trail of peppered kisses along her skin down to her breasts. He quickly unclasped the bra from the back and began suckling her left nipple. She arched her back and moaned loudly.

"What are you doing," she asked bewildered.

In reply he bit her harshly and then licking in apology. Draco began kissing his cold lips down her warm flesh again till he arrived at the waist band of her silky white under garment. The boy quickly slid them down and began letting his fingers glide into her unteasingly. She moaned and bucked her hips as Draco's digits became increasingly wet. His rough thumb was rubbing the small knob above her entrance.

"Draco,' she breathed. "Stop, I- I- I'm so close."

"Sit down," he ordered and she quickly did. He kissed her again before moving away and smirking at her. She opened her mouth to say something but he quickly ducked his and kissed her inner thigh.

Jolyn groaned. "Wh- what are you doing?" She honestly didn't care what he was doing as long as he kept doing it. The Gryffindor laid herself on the floor slowly, Draco not stopping as his kisses traveled up. Without hesitating he parted her lips and Jolyn felt a smooth wet object glide against her.

It was by far the most pleasurable thing she had ever felt in her life and couldn't help but buck her hips and pant, "Draco don't stop!"

"Beg me," he murmured.

She didn't even hesitate as she quickly gasped, "Please Draco! Please don't stop!"

He licked her sex savagely letting his fingers once again enter and his other hand holding her hip down. The girl could feel something build up in her pelvis, and it was building quickly.

"Say my name," he whispered before continuing.

"Draco, Draco, Draco, Draco!"

What was this boy doing to her? Why was he doing this to her? Hadn't he been so cruel and demanding before? Hadn't he hurt her? Why was he being so giving? Why was he being so gentle? Why was he giving her so much pleasure?

Her mind couldn't ponder any more as her vision became bleary and she could every muscle in her body tighten. She gasped and moaned and arched her back, her cheeks flushed bright red. As she rode out her orgasm she groaned out, "Draco I need you."