Purity Stollen
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
2,643
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Purity Stollen
<Disclaimer: Fiction. I make no money from this, and it is not real.
The poem I have decided to use is titled \"Your Purity\" (i wrote it Aug 24, 1999.)>>
~*Perfect angel, all shallow and pale.*~
~*You thought you\'d forever own me.*~
~*You called me your purity, and do so still.*~
~*But you stole my own away from me.*~
Ginny tossed in the bed, yawning as her frail arms stretched above her head. Another restless night. She knew that the dark circles would be under her eyes once again today, but that seemed to be the normal. A flick of her wand and they would be gone for a few hours at the lest. She had to find a way out of the torment she was finding herself in night after night. She rolled over in her bed and allowed her feet to land on the chilled floor, another forceful wake up call, it seemed. The shock of the cold hardwood floor sent shivers up her long, well sculptured legs. She jerked her bare feet up and curled her knees to her chest, wincing as she noticed the bruises on her upper thighs, Finger prints. again. She groaned and finially found the courage to face the day, starting with breakfast.
~*Your gothic style agaisnt my pure white,*~
~*I do believe you stole my innocent forever.*~
~*I let my hair fall as i looked up at you,*~
~*Those golden locks laying on my cheek playfully once more*~
She braved breakfast and classes with forced will. The night lay ahead of her once more, another night of sneaking out and hoping she wasn\'t caught. And as the time came, she did what she knew was needed for her family\'s protection, fiancially at the lest.She slipped her cloak over her shoulders and pulled her hood up over her head. She then took the invisibilty cloak he had given her and slipped it over her. Making her way down the stairs, she slipped from the portrait and continued down the corriders to the grounds, wondering when the day would happen that the two of them were caught and she was either free or damned. didnt matter, her soul was already so.
~*Your finger tips tracing my my cheeks*~
~*That tainted carrass I hold dear to me,*~
~*Those fateful words when you saud you loved me...*~
~*Wasn\'t it funny how i folded and cried?*~
She saw him under a tree near the forest. A wisp of air brushed past her lips as she exhaled. Making her way there, She slipped the invisibily cloak off as his fingers took her face in a strong grasp, lips pressed agaisnt hers with a firery passion she couldn\'t denie was returned as the stirring in her body began once more. Her arms wrapped around his neck as their kiss broke away, the wetness he left from his tongue lingered on her neck as the wind kissed the area he just left, she was not even shocked as her shirt quickly found itself open, her lack of bra causing that pale face infront of her to smile with a corrupt sort of longing before plastering itself to her breasts, first one and then the other, suckling, licking and swirling his tongue around her nipples, his teeth softly pulling the tender area, her shirt falling backwards over her shoulder and onto the ground. She wasnt even area that somewhere between her pants for air, her fingers had managed to allow his shirt to follow hers, crumpled at their feet.
~*That day you forced yourself upon me, i thought I would die..*~
~*Yet, wasn\'t funny how i caved and how quickly I forgave you.*~
~*The very next day, I pulled you to my naked flesh,*~
~*I would of given it all willingly, If only you had asked.*~
Another moan slipped from her lips as her body was pulled up, skirt hiked way above her waist, his pants had long hit the ground as his pulsing erection ran along the lenght of her inner thigh, their lips pressed together, tongues dancing the tango as he once more plunged his huge penis inside that hot, moist tight entrance of hers, screams of passion and pleasure erupting from her lips from the entrance along, that feelinhg of bliss lingering, waiting for eruption as he pulled out just to slam back in, the tree behind her scratching her back from the bark with each thrust as she found herself pushed into it harder, the pain adding to the pleasure as his hands grasped her ass tightly, holding her to better aim the lenght inside of her, to feel her completely to hilt.
~*And I love you deeply, even today. Two years later.*~
~*My heart lay bare with you told me goodbye.*~
~*As you told me that you needed me, *~
~*Inside I felt like shit and wanted to die.*~
She lay in bed that night, pain lingering between her legs still. She wondered if she would ever be free of this obligation. She knew her father\'s job would last one more night at lest. She wondered if, being free, she wouldn\'t stil return to the edge of the grounds every night in hoping for her knight to appear and teach her another leason of survival. The feel of his fingers as he wiped the tears from her cheeks always left her as pleased as the sex itself. His long golden locks stuck to his sweaty face always left a smile upon her lips as she tasted the lovenly-sweet taste of his graceful neck. And as her fingers bottoned up the front of his black robes, she longed for the next night, when they would be sprawed across the ground,gledgled with her own sheaded garments.
~*You handed me your cross as you pinned it to me.*~
~*You held the razor as I made the cut.*~
~*Wasn\'t it you who called the hospital that night?*~
~*I lay there bleeding, my heart dead.*~
~*And as you kissed me farewell once more, *~
~*did you look back and even wonder if i lived?
~*I doubt it, I failed you., Your purity had fallen.*~
~*And as i lay in my corrupt love, the blood dripping still-*~
~*I attempted to cover my scars of innocence.*~
Months had passed in a blurr of cum and screams, thrills of passion. She didn\'t know how she would deal with the next night everytime she returned to bed, the painfilly sex getting worse everytime. Then one night, a few years later, Voldemorts defeat had settled the Wizarding world to peace. And he didn\'t show. She recieved the owl from his son, Draco\'s elegant handwriting causing the tears that burned her eyes so wickedly. \"Father will recieve the kiss tomorrow night, at the stroke of midnight. Your soul is now yours to deal with\" She had known for a long time that Draco was one of the good, why she had not turned to his shoulder had always been in the back of her mind. She wanted the bad. But now, even in freedom, she was captive to a craving, an addiction. And as she lay in the bathtub in the famale dorms, She leaned back in the water that was a touch to hot. The knife causing a deep cut, pain more then she realized it would be. And the blood mingled with the water, swirling helplessly as it could not stop. She shut her eyes, seeing his face, his smirk, sneer.. the tenderness in his eyes that she had always imagined there. And she allowed one tear to fall before darkness overtook her, once again. In the end, her soul was still lost.
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I wish i could continue this story somehow.. but she\'s kind of dead. Maybe i could write another story off of a poem, what do you guys think? please review!!
Chapter two in the process of being wrote. Leave a message to let me know if you would like it to be a follow up, or how she met Lucius. II\'m torn myself, but everyone seems to want me to write another chapter.
The poem I have decided to use is titled \"Your Purity\" (i wrote it Aug 24, 1999.)>>
~*Perfect angel, all shallow and pale.*~
~*You thought you\'d forever own me.*~
~*You called me your purity, and do so still.*~
~*But you stole my own away from me.*~
Ginny tossed in the bed, yawning as her frail arms stretched above her head. Another restless night. She knew that the dark circles would be under her eyes once again today, but that seemed to be the normal. A flick of her wand and they would be gone for a few hours at the lest. She had to find a way out of the torment she was finding herself in night after night. She rolled over in her bed and allowed her feet to land on the chilled floor, another forceful wake up call, it seemed. The shock of the cold hardwood floor sent shivers up her long, well sculptured legs. She jerked her bare feet up and curled her knees to her chest, wincing as she noticed the bruises on her upper thighs, Finger prints. again. She groaned and finially found the courage to face the day, starting with breakfast.
~*Your gothic style agaisnt my pure white,*~
~*I do believe you stole my innocent forever.*~
~*I let my hair fall as i looked up at you,*~
~*Those golden locks laying on my cheek playfully once more*~
She braved breakfast and classes with forced will. The night lay ahead of her once more, another night of sneaking out and hoping she wasn\'t caught. And as the time came, she did what she knew was needed for her family\'s protection, fiancially at the lest.She slipped her cloak over her shoulders and pulled her hood up over her head. She then took the invisibilty cloak he had given her and slipped it over her. Making her way down the stairs, she slipped from the portrait and continued down the corriders to the grounds, wondering when the day would happen that the two of them were caught and she was either free or damned. didnt matter, her soul was already so.
~*Your finger tips tracing my my cheeks*~
~*That tainted carrass I hold dear to me,*~
~*Those fateful words when you saud you loved me...*~
~*Wasn\'t it funny how i folded and cried?*~
She saw him under a tree near the forest. A wisp of air brushed past her lips as she exhaled. Making her way there, She slipped the invisibily cloak off as his fingers took her face in a strong grasp, lips pressed agaisnt hers with a firery passion she couldn\'t denie was returned as the stirring in her body began once more. Her arms wrapped around his neck as their kiss broke away, the wetness he left from his tongue lingered on her neck as the wind kissed the area he just left, she was not even shocked as her shirt quickly found itself open, her lack of bra causing that pale face infront of her to smile with a corrupt sort of longing before plastering itself to her breasts, first one and then the other, suckling, licking and swirling his tongue around her nipples, his teeth softly pulling the tender area, her shirt falling backwards over her shoulder and onto the ground. She wasnt even area that somewhere between her pants for air, her fingers had managed to allow his shirt to follow hers, crumpled at their feet.
~*That day you forced yourself upon me, i thought I would die..*~
~*Yet, wasn\'t funny how i caved and how quickly I forgave you.*~
~*The very next day, I pulled you to my naked flesh,*~
~*I would of given it all willingly, If only you had asked.*~
Another moan slipped from her lips as her body was pulled up, skirt hiked way above her waist, his pants had long hit the ground as his pulsing erection ran along the lenght of her inner thigh, their lips pressed together, tongues dancing the tango as he once more plunged his huge penis inside that hot, moist tight entrance of hers, screams of passion and pleasure erupting from her lips from the entrance along, that feelinhg of bliss lingering, waiting for eruption as he pulled out just to slam back in, the tree behind her scratching her back from the bark with each thrust as she found herself pushed into it harder, the pain adding to the pleasure as his hands grasped her ass tightly, holding her to better aim the lenght inside of her, to feel her completely to hilt.
~*And I love you deeply, even today. Two years later.*~
~*My heart lay bare with you told me goodbye.*~
~*As you told me that you needed me, *~
~*Inside I felt like shit and wanted to die.*~
She lay in bed that night, pain lingering between her legs still. She wondered if she would ever be free of this obligation. She knew her father\'s job would last one more night at lest. She wondered if, being free, she wouldn\'t stil return to the edge of the grounds every night in hoping for her knight to appear and teach her another leason of survival. The feel of his fingers as he wiped the tears from her cheeks always left her as pleased as the sex itself. His long golden locks stuck to his sweaty face always left a smile upon her lips as she tasted the lovenly-sweet taste of his graceful neck. And as her fingers bottoned up the front of his black robes, she longed for the next night, when they would be sprawed across the ground,gledgled with her own sheaded garments.
~*You handed me your cross as you pinned it to me.*~
~*You held the razor as I made the cut.*~
~*Wasn\'t it you who called the hospital that night?*~
~*I lay there bleeding, my heart dead.*~
~*And as you kissed me farewell once more, *~
~*did you look back and even wonder if i lived?
~*I doubt it, I failed you., Your purity had fallen.*~
~*And as i lay in my corrupt love, the blood dripping still-*~
~*I attempted to cover my scars of innocence.*~
Months had passed in a blurr of cum and screams, thrills of passion. She didn\'t know how she would deal with the next night everytime she returned to bed, the painfilly sex getting worse everytime. Then one night, a few years later, Voldemorts defeat had settled the Wizarding world to peace. And he didn\'t show. She recieved the owl from his son, Draco\'s elegant handwriting causing the tears that burned her eyes so wickedly. \"Father will recieve the kiss tomorrow night, at the stroke of midnight. Your soul is now yours to deal with\" She had known for a long time that Draco was one of the good, why she had not turned to his shoulder had always been in the back of her mind. She wanted the bad. But now, even in freedom, she was captive to a craving, an addiction. And as she lay in the bathtub in the famale dorms, She leaned back in the water that was a touch to hot. The knife causing a deep cut, pain more then she realized it would be. And the blood mingled with the water, swirling helplessly as it could not stop. She shut her eyes, seeing his face, his smirk, sneer.. the tenderness in his eyes that she had always imagined there. And she allowed one tear to fall before darkness overtook her, once again. In the end, her soul was still lost.
***********
I wish i could continue this story somehow.. but she\'s kind of dead. Maybe i could write another story off of a poem, what do you guys think? please review!!
Chapter two in the process of being wrote. Leave a message to let me know if you would like it to be a follow up, or how she met Lucius. II\'m torn myself, but everyone seems to want me to write another chapter.