Expecting Ginny

Every time I try and write this something goes wrong. One time my computer totally crashed and burned for no reason! I guess the computer is telling me that what I'm writing is crap! So I'm re-writing this again! for the 6th time. I hope you like this version.
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Severus Snape didn't know what to do as he fled from the Weasley home. He had tried to set things right but it just hadn't worked out. He had gone about it wrong. At least his mother hadn't been there to witness how stupid he had acted.

He was about to disapparate when he saw her staring at him. She was standing under a tree not that far from him.

"Mum?" he asked.

It had been so long since he had seen her. His father had killed any chance of contact after he moved out when he was 18. His father had been an utter asshole.

"Yes Severus," she said walking towards him. "It has been so long since we last saw each other. But now is not the time or place for catching up. I will say only one thing. I can not express how disappointed I am in you."

Snape couldn't even look his mother in the eye. She had no reason to be happy to him see. He had done a horrible thing and would proubly never forgive him for it.

"I do love you Severus," Elaine said walking closer to him. "Don't ever think I don't. I'm just so upset about the things you choose to do in your lifetime."

"I love you too Mum," he said in almost a whisper. "I wish I could take back the things I've done."

"There is a chance to redeem yourself," she said touching her son's shoulder. "Run for now. I'll figure out a way for you to be punished for you have done but still have a chance to improve yourself and prove you are indeed a good person deep down."

"Thank you mother," Severus said and with a loud crack was gone.

Elaine sighed and started to walk towards the house.

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Ginny walked in her room and jumped onto her bed. Tears began to flow out of her eyes. She pushed her face into the pillow and didn't bother to try to hold in her tears.

She was going to let him see the baby! She was calling him by his first name! She was acting as if the rape had been some normal sexual encounter! How could she have been so stupid?

After a long breath Ginny began to calm herself. She hadn't gotten the full mental effect of the rape because she had blocked it out. Seeing Snape had let the tiger out of it's cage so to speak.

She hadn't been being stupid.

The youngest Weasley brought up a hand to wipe the tears away from her face. She just had to be strong and everything would be fine. This lasted about five minutes before she burst into tears again.

Even though she had taken many baths and showers since to rape she suddenly felt as if he was on her again. She could almost smell him on her.

Ginny jumped up from her bed and dashed into the bathroom. After making sure the door was locked she started to undress. Snape had done that. She had taken her clothes off her.

She gave a little sob and turned on the shower. Once she had the temperature just right she jumped under the head. She warm water rained down on her and washed her clean.

Something about the water had always aroused her. Despite her sorrow she started to get wet. She started to get wet thinking about how Snape had tore her clothes from her, had tied her to his desk, and took advantage of her.

How could she get turned on by such memories? Maybe it was because they were the only sexual memories she had. Her first time had been rough and violent. Would that be the way she would want it for the rest of her life?

Ginny sobbed harder at the thought. She was confused. It felt like she was losing her mind. And even through all this she was still aroused.

She leaned against the shower and ran her hand down her growing stomach. Her hand came to rest between her legs. She opened the folds of her pussy and found her clit. She gave a cry as she flicked it.

Hot tears continued to come out of her eyes as she rubbed her clit hard. The pressure on her clit and the water hitting it reminded of her of Snape eating her out. He had been so raw and in change when he dove his tongue into her core.

She remembered how good it felt. She remembered how scared she had been. She remembered the powerful orgasm. She remembered how much she hated losing control.

A whimper escaped her lips as her body shook with orgasm. She kept fingering her clit until it was all over.

Crying loudly she sunk down the shower wall until she was flat on her ass. She was broken and lost with no clue which path, that fate had tossed her way, to take. All she knew was if she hadn't pregnant she would have been running for the razors.

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I know. Strange chapter but I'm glad I finally got it done. This was written to the song 'will you take whats left' so maybe you should read it listening to that. It might make it more intense.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r9NIImoYgv0 (for the song. it is a Hermione/snape video)

And for you who didn't get it the last line of this chapter is a suicide reference.

And of course if you notice errors please report them.