Chapter 8: Party Disaster
Emily sipped wine from the expensive looking goblet in her gloved hand. She stood near an open window, enjoying the cool breeze as it traveled over her warm skin, and watched both children and adults socialize among each other. She spotted a few familiar faces from her House in school, and was able to compare their looks and personalities to those of their parents.
Emily thought back to her introduction to Regulus's mother, Walburga Black, and had observed Regulus closely while talking to his mother. He was like a different person, still polite, but more so. The way he spoke of her….
It was like I was a prize…A prize only won to please his mother.
Emily sighed and set her goblet down on the windowsill and gazed up at the half-moon high in the sky and the stars that twinkled around it. Although being invited to a party being hosted by one of the most influential pureblooded families was great for Emily's reputation, it didn't stop the feeling of loneliness to lift from her heart.
No matter how many people are in the same room…people like them will never give off the warm loving aura I want.
But what Emily wanted and what Emily needed were two completely different things.
Her need for power overpowered her want for love.
Emily didn't look away from the sky, even when a pair of arms wrapped tightly around her waist. She knew who it was, but couldn't help being somewhat annoyed that her purple dress robe was being wrinkled.
Her long black hair was in an elegant bun, leaving her skin bare for her assailant's warm breath to travel across her neck and ear. She shivered unconsciously and craned her neck to gaze up into the dark eyes of her boyfriend.
"What are you doing over here all alone?" Regulus asked.
"Thinking," she said honestly.
He rested his chin on her shoulder and kissed her neck, one hand slowly trailing up the curve of her side, arm, and neck to her face. In the process he turned Emily around to face him. She looked into his eyes when he tilted her head up and stroked her cheek gently.
"Only you would think during a party." He said in amusement.
She blinked slowly. There was something in Regulus's eyes that was confusing her. Usually she was able to read his eyes like a book, he was usually open around her, but now…his eyes looked guarded, as if he was hiding something and covering it up with other emotions.
"I was thinking about the party if it helps." She forced a small smile and looked at him questionably. "Are you all right? You seem different."
Regulus smirked. "I'm fine." He looked out the window and tightened his hold on her.
To anyone else it would seem as if he was just looking outside, but Emily knew he was avoiding her gaze. Everything seemed different about him. His eyes, touch, and even his voice. It was a pitch lower than it usually was.
His gaze returned to her suddenly and he smirked. "However, I think it would make me feel better if you were thinking of something more…" His voice lowered even further as he leaned closer. "Interesting."
She grabbed his hand and intertwined their fingers, and then trailed her other hand up his chest. "I was thinking of you also, if that helps."
"A bit," he smirked and got a predatory look in his eyes, but before he could say something she interrupted. "But I don't think I want to fulfill them in a room full of people."
She made a decision in a split second.
All sacrifices matter.
She leaned closer to him and made sure their lips were centimeters apart. "Is there somewhere more private we could go?"
A smirk formed on his face and lust entered his eyes. He leaned closer to her ear. "My room is free." He let go of her hand and gently turned her toward the stairs. "Up the stairs to the topmost landing, first door to your right. I'll meet you up there in five minutes."
She forced a seductive smile and made her way up the stairs, missing the emotions that passed through his eyes and the look he sent to someone standing near the stairs.
The new person smirked and followed Emily up the stairs at a slow pace.
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Emily gazed around Regulus's green and silver room, noting how clean it was with slight surprise.
Usually men are messy…Well, maybe it's just James.
She looked at her refection in the mirror by his bed and took her hair out of its bun, watching is fall gracefully over her shoulders and down her back. She stared at herself for a moment before sitting down on Regulus's bed nervously.
Emily stared blankly at the wall for a few minutes, suddenly more anxious than a moment before. She sighed and shook her head.
Okay…I'm about to have sex with Regulus, or, that's what I sort of implied…This may not be a good idea.
She sighed again and stood up abruptly.
Losing my virginity is not a good way to get me a better status in Slytherin…It'll make me a whore…Like Katrina.
She reached for the door handle, but jumped back when the door opened and Rabastan entered, grin on his face.
Emily placed a hand over her beating heart. "Rabastan, you startled me."
He smirked and closed the door behind him. "My apologies."
She watched as he closed it and hesitantly looked up at him. "I…wasn't expecting you."
"Expecting Regulus I presume." He said.
She nodded. "Yes, but you'll do for now."
He looked genuinely surprised and his smirk widened. "Really?"
Emily noticed the assumption he was making and quickly tried to walk around him. "Yes, can you tell Regulus that I'm leaving? Thanks."
Rabastan frowned and grabbed her wrist, pulling her to him. "What's the hurry? I just got here."
She tried to pull away, but he slammed her against the wall, holding her arms up above her head. Emily gasped as the wind was knocked out of her and stared up at him.
"Re…Regulus will…be here…any…any second." She gasped.
Rabastan smiled cruelly and leaned closer to Emily. He held both of her thin wrists with one hand while the other hiked up her robes until her legs were visible. One of his legs moved between her legs to force them to spread apart.
"No, he's not."
She tried to struggle out of his hold, glaring at him. "What…do you mean?"
"I mean…Regulus isn't coming up and he wasn't ever going to come up." He groaned when she accidentally rubbed against him when she tried to buck out of his hold. He grinned and ground into her, causing her to feel something she didn't want to think about.
He leaned closer. "I wouldn't do that if I were you. That is…unless you really want this."
She glared and shivered in disgust. "Nothing would make me want you. Why are you doing this?"
Rabastan nuzzled her cheek and whispered in her ear. "I told you…I'm curious about you and I'm more than willing to use this opportunity to figure you out."
Emily winced as her wrist began to ache from his tight hold. "What opportunity?"
He smirked and nibbled on her ear. "To take you since Regulus won't."
Emily let out a gasp of pain when he bit her ear. "W-Why wouldn't he…?"
He chuckled and looked into her eyes. "Didn't you know? Regulus doesn't want inexperienced girls, and I'm more than happy to help." He let go of her dress robe and his hand traveled over her cheek to her neck, his fingertips trailing down her collarbone softly. "I promise to make it more enjoyable for both of us if you just comply."
She glared, breaths coming in short gasps as fear bubbled up in her heart and growled at him.
"Get. Away. From. Me!"
Rabastan hungrily took in her panting form and his hand traveled down to her chest.
"No."
She tried to scream, but he covered her mouth with his and thrust his tongue into it, squeezing one of her breasts roughly. She protested against him, but her shouts only came out as muffled squeaks and screams. When she couldn't push him away she chose another tactic and bit his tongue, hard.
He let out a yell and pulled back, jumping back in the process.
Emily slid down the hardwood door and covered her legs with her robes with shaking hands.
Rabastan glared at her and grabbed her around the waist, picking her up. Emily struggled, trying to punch and claw at Rabastan anywhere she could reach, but he punched her in the gut, knocking the wind out of her again, and threw her on the bed, immediately climbing on top of her.
"You'll pay for that." He growled.
Emily tried to scream, but he grabbed Regulus's pillow and held it over her face. She screamed at the top of her lungs and clawed at the pillow, but he held it in place. Soon Emily became dizzy and her arms fell limply at her sides and she stopped struggling.
Rabastan moved the pillow and he stared down at her as her breath came in and out in soft shallow breaths. He leaned down and kissed her neck, one of his hands trailing up her leg, moving the hem of her dress robes higher up.
She tried to release another scream, but her breath had left her.
"No…stop…Please stop."
The room began to spin and she could no longer see straight. She heard Rabastan laugh while feeling and hearing the movement of cloth before falling into brief unconsciousness. When her eyes opened and her vision cleared again Rabastan had his robes off and was only in his boxers. She lifted her head a bit and saw her robes off also and she was only in her purple pants and bra.
Rabastan was taking full advantage of her vulnerable moment and ground against her.
She gasped in surprise and he looked at her, smirk forming. "You're finally awake." He slid further down her body and traced patterns on her stomach. "I didn't want to continue if you weren't awake, but I still had fun."
She tried to scream and move her arms with her returned strength, but found her wrists tied to the headboard of the bed with a rope and a piece of cloth in her mouth. Tears began to leak out of her eyes when he roughly squeezed her beasts through her bra.
She struggled even harder and pushed the cloth jammed down her throat out of her mouth and screamed.
"Stop! Ahhh! Please, someone, hel-"
Rabastan cursed and covered her mouth again, hands moving to her neck, strangling her.
She gasped and struggled harder. "Someone….help…me."
"No one's going to help you, just accept it." Rabastan growled.
Suddenly the door to Regulus's room banged open and an angry voice filled the room.
"GET OFF OF HER!"
