Dolasitas

Ginny Weasley did not return to the Slytherin common room after parting with Lexy Beaumont. Instead, she unconsciously headed towards the former Gryffindor dormitory, so absorbed was she in what she had just heard. Ginny knew that Remus was correct. If Voldemort was as keen as he seemed on promoting the Pureblood bloodlines, then she would indeed be a major target. Very few of the Pureblood families who did not support Voldemort had any surviving members; the MacMillan, Bones, Greengrass and Lovegood families were just a few examples.

“Miss Weasley, what are you doing here? Students are forbidden from the seventh floor corridor, as well you know,” said a silky voice behind her. Ginny spun and cursed silently.

“I apologise, Professor, I was not thinking.”

“Be that as it may, you will still come to my office in an hour’s time for detention.”

“Yes, sir,” she said resignedly.

“Oh, and Miss Weasley? Miss Beaumont asked me to inform you that she will be unable to meet you to study later as she has been taken to Hogsmeade.”

Ginny frowned; they had made no such arrangement. She realised that something must be wrong. Too late she realised that Snape’s eyes were staring into hers. She raised her Occlumency shields, but his eyes had already widened and an amused expression spread across his face.

“Oh, and Ginevra? Do not be late, for I will be keeping you… busy,” he finished with a smirk.

Snape stalked off, his robes billowing behind him as he went. As soon as he was out of eyesight, Ginny dashed back through the corridors to Remus Lupin’s office and hammered on the door. He pulled it open and she burst through.

“Ginny, what in Merlin’s name has happened in the twenty minutes since you left?” Remus asked, clearly concerned.

“Lexy,” she replied, trying to catch her breath. “Something’s happened, but I’m not sure exactly what, Snape told me that she asked him to let me know that she couldn’t meet me, but we hadn’t arranged to meet up, so something must have happened to her that she needed to let us know about…”

“Calm down, Ginny, and speak slowly. What exactly did Snape say?” Remus bit her lip, his eyes looking particularly downcast. Ginny was struck by how much older Remus looked compared to the wizard who had arrived in their lives only five years previously.

“He said she had been taken to Hogsmeade.”

“Out of the school?” Remus’ voice rose sharply in pitch. “Damn.”

Just then, a house elf Apparated into the office with a large popping sound. “Professor Lupin sir, I has a message for you,” the elf squeaked, wringing his hands nervously.

“Yes?” Remus snapped, not unkindly.

“Lord Malfoy sends his apologies, master, but he can’t come see sir after all today, he says an urgent situation has arisen.”

“Shit,” Remus and Ginny said in unison.

“Thank you, elf, you may go,” Remus said with a wave of his hand, and the elf looked relieved as he Disapparated away. “It seems that Malfoy has her, then.”

“What can we do, Remus?” Ginny asked anxiously. Despite barely knowing Lexy, Ginny felt a connection with the young woman, and could not leave her to suffer at the hands of Malfoy.

“I will go to Hogsmeade, and try to intercept them. If I am too late…” - Remus’ pause was filled with a pregnant silence as they both imagined what Lexy could already be going through – “then I will go directly to Malfoy Manor.”

“Let me know what happens, won’t you Remus? I have detention with Snape now, so I have to dash.” Ginny sighed. She wished she could have helped, but she realised there was nothing she could do.

“Snape? Be careful, Ginny, and keep your wits about you,” Remus said soberly. “I will send you a message later.”

Ginny left the office and slowly walked towards Snape’s office in the dungeons, her mind spinning. If Lexy had been taken by Lucius, then there could be little doubt what his intentions were, especially after what had been said in the Order meeting this morning. Certain as she was that the Order would do all they could to rescue her, they were somewhat limited these days. She jumped, startled, as she realised that she was outside Snape’s office already. Steeling her nerves, she knocked on the door and Snape opened it instantly.

“Your wand, Miss Weasley,” he demanded.

“My… what? Why?” she asked nervously.

“Firstly, Miss Weasley, because I have asked for it. That should be reason enough. However, as you so clearly require justification, your punishment for your transgression is to clean the cauldrons without magic. Thus, I ask for your wand.”

Grudgingly, she handed it over, and he instantly sealed the door shut behind her. Ginny looked around the room suspiciously. “Where are the cauldrons then, Professor?” she asked slowly.

“Through that door in the corner, Ginevra,” Snape replied, staring at her intensely.

Oblivious, Ginny walked towards the door and opened it to reveal Snape’s private quarters. Horrified, she spun around, but Snape was too fast and pushed her through the door. “Let me out, you bastard!” she yelled.

“Scream all you want, Ginevra. No-one will hear you, and I find it rather arousing, I must confess.” Snape moved closer to her, backing her up against the wall. “Remove your robes.”

“Never – there is nothing you can say that will make me give myself to you,” she vowed, stamping her foot.

“Really? I do so love a challenge. However, I fear this one will prove to be very short-lived. Ginevra, how much use do you think Lucius Malfoy will have for a woman he knows to be spying on him?”

Wordlessly, Ginny stared up at him, but her eyes betrayed her horror.

“That’s right, my little lioness, I saw in your mind earlier that Miss Beaumont has been inducted into the pitiful remnants of the Order. You are correct in your assumption that she has been taken by Lucius to be his wife, and so long as she is sensible, she can have a pleasant life with him. However, one word from me, and all she will be is a breeding mare for him, to be raped and toyed with by him and his… friends… as he sees fit. Surely you would not wish that for your friend?”

“Of course not, as you well know.”

“Then humour me, Ginevra, and I will keep your silence. Divesto!” he said suddenly, pointing his wand at her. Her clothing disappeared, and she was stood before him naked. She refused to cover herself, and stared into his eyes, hoping hers did not betray the terror she felt.

Snape hissed softly as he looked up and down her body. “Beautiful, Ginevra. I can twist and turn you exactly as I please, but there is still plenty of you there to fuck. Are you a virgin, Miss Weasley?”

“No,” she said proudly, tossing her head. “Harry was my first, and I thank Merlin that I gave myself to the man I love, rather than wait and have you steal my virginity from me.”

“It matters not to me. In fact, I prefer it this way – I can be as rough as I like to be without having to take any care for you.” Snape laughed as he saw the fear in her eyes, and the laugh chilled her to the bones. Suddenly, the laughter stopped, and he pointed his wand at himself, his clothes following Ginny’s. His cock was already swollen and erect, and Ginny looked at it worriedly. Surely that was abnormally long?

Her Gryffindor courage returned to her, and she held her head high. “Do as you will – just know that I will never desire you in the way that you so clearly desire me.”

He ignored her. “Prepare yourself, Ginevra, this will hurt.” With no further warning, Snape grasped her tightly and thrust into her, fully sheathing himself inside her. Ginny wailed against her will as she adjusted to his size inside her. She was right to be fearful, it seemed.

Snape shuddered as he began to move, thrusting deep and hard into her. “How does it feel, Ginevra?” he whispered in her ear. She did not answer; merely let a tear spill out of her eye. He cursed, and twisted her arm behind her back. “I asked you a question!” he roared.

“It hurts,” she mumbled quietly, her chest heaving.

Snape withdrew. “Bend over the bed, Ginevra,” he spat. She did so, and he held her tightly around the waist as he buried himself within her again. Roughly, he caressed her breasts, pinching the hardened nipples before moving one hand further down to manipulate her clitoris. “You will enjoy me, whether you want to or not, Ginevra,” Snape murmured. Expertly, he flicked his fingers over her clitoris, and despite herself Ginny moaned and bucked back against him.

“That’s it, beautiful, let go.” Snape increased the speed of his manipulations and tore an orgasm from Ginny, enjoying hearing her scream. Feeling her writhe against him served to bring his own orgasm closer and he increased the pace of his thrusts. His grip around her tightened painfully and Ginny desperately longed for him to finish so she could escape this agony. Finally, he shuddered deeply and came, exploding inside her as he filled her with his seed.

Snape withdrew and turned her around before reaching for his wand. “Scourgify!” he said, pointing at her and cleaning off the external signs of what had happened.

“Your robes and wand you will find by the door, Ginevra. You needn’t expect that this will be the only time your services will be required; if you wish to keep your friend safe, you will do well to come here promptly. Rest assured, you escaped lightly this time. Next time you visit me, I shall be giving you a much more thorough workout.” Snape turned and disappeared into the bathroom.

Ginny stared after him for a few seconds before bolting to the door, redressing and running back to her dormitory, where she lay sobbing on her bed until she fell asleep.


A/N Please, please review! Those of you who write yourselves know how much it means to an author. Apologies for ignoring Lexy this chapter, but in chapter four we shall discover exactly what it is that Lucius is planning for her.