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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
7,890
Reviews:
7
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.
the beginning of the end
Tom’s POV
I walked into my study her face still in my head. I put my fingers to my mouth to taste her virgin essence. The pure ones are always the best. But now I had to stop thinking of her and get to business. Usually I would have my way with these little girls and discard of them immediately but I had made up my mind to keep her with me. She would be very useful to me and also to have one of my greatest enemy’s best friend moaning my name beneath me would be the joy of a lifetime.
I sat down on the closest chair to me and fantasized about a certain red haired goddess. Honestly, I was surprised she was a virgin for someone with great beauty like hers should have been hit more than once. Who was he saving herself for? I quickly pushed the idea aside and was determined to get to work but her face kept interrupting my thoughts.
It took every ounce of willpower and resistance to stop me from barging into her room and fucking her senseless. I had to wait until the time was right. I wanted her to feel every ounce of pain I could cause her.
I had to wait but how much of an impatient person I was.
‘Tomorrow,’ I said to myself. ‘I’ve broken her today so until tomorrow.’
Virginia’s POV
I had to escape NOW! But how? He could have sent one of his goons out there to look after me. There was no way out of this room or this place he calls a home. I started to cry thinking of my family I left behind. Would I ever see them again? I cried for hours and all that crying left me empty, weak, and tired. I laid down on the bed and slept my thoughts still on what Tom was planning on doing to me.
Nobody’s POV
Ginny woke up to the sight of the sun coming from the open window. It was beautiful day outside which made her angry. The day had no right to be cheerful when she was not. She sighed and stretched her arms over her head lightly brought them down. But one of her arms hit something hard and breathing. She stiffened and turned around to see who it was and wishing it wasn’t who she thought it was. Somebody really hated her up in heaven.
Tom was watching her slep for about fifteen minutes still admiring how beautiful she was. Her hair was out of the bun and was all over her pillow making little rivers of fire. Her neck was bare and was teasing him mercilessly to taste the skin but he couldn’t. He didn’t want her awake. Not yet anyway. He soon felt her awaken and he saw her stretch her slender arms. She didn’t know he was there until she hit him with her arm lightly.
“Good morning beautiful,” Tom said with a smirk on his face “how did you sleep?”
Ginny backed away from his end of the bed wide eyed and scared. What would he do to her now? She didn’t own her wand anymore for he ordered all the slave wands destroyed so she couldn’t defend herself.
“Why don’t you have breakfast with me today?” Tom ordered. It would happen even if she said yes or not. Ginyy was about to decline but her stomach growled with hunger so she nodded timidly.
“Good.” Tom said and smiled. He got out of the bed and made a swishing motion with his wand. A gown appeared on the bed just where he was seconds ago.
“Wear this before you come downstairs. I have some friends to introduce you to so I want to show you off.”
Tom walked out the room to let her get ready for the so called breakfast event. Ginny stared at the dress for a long time. It was black and felft silky in her fingers. She sighed to herself thinking of her fate. She cleaned herself quickly with a little basin of water on the window sill and then put on the dress which she made her gasp in surprise and horror.
The straps were tied around her neck and the front was barely covering her chest which a slit that went down her front until it reached a few inches below her stomach. The dress clung to her alluringly and showed more skin than it covered. If she were going to meet someone she loved she would love this dress but to meet Tom in it made her shake in digust and terror. But she had to do it. It was the only way she could find a way out of the house of hell.
She got into the shoes he left with the dress which were also back and went downstairs to meet the devil himself.
I walked into my study her face still in my head. I put my fingers to my mouth to taste her virgin essence. The pure ones are always the best. But now I had to stop thinking of her and get to business. Usually I would have my way with these little girls and discard of them immediately but I had made up my mind to keep her with me. She would be very useful to me and also to have one of my greatest enemy’s best friend moaning my name beneath me would be the joy of a lifetime.
I sat down on the closest chair to me and fantasized about a certain red haired goddess. Honestly, I was surprised she was a virgin for someone with great beauty like hers should have been hit more than once. Who was he saving herself for? I quickly pushed the idea aside and was determined to get to work but her face kept interrupting my thoughts.
It took every ounce of willpower and resistance to stop me from barging into her room and fucking her senseless. I had to wait until the time was right. I wanted her to feel every ounce of pain I could cause her.
I had to wait but how much of an impatient person I was.
‘Tomorrow,’ I said to myself. ‘I’ve broken her today so until tomorrow.’
Virginia’s POV
I had to escape NOW! But how? He could have sent one of his goons out there to look after me. There was no way out of this room or this place he calls a home. I started to cry thinking of my family I left behind. Would I ever see them again? I cried for hours and all that crying left me empty, weak, and tired. I laid down on the bed and slept my thoughts still on what Tom was planning on doing to me.
Nobody’s POV
Ginny woke up to the sight of the sun coming from the open window. It was beautiful day outside which made her angry. The day had no right to be cheerful when she was not. She sighed and stretched her arms over her head lightly brought them down. But one of her arms hit something hard and breathing. She stiffened and turned around to see who it was and wishing it wasn’t who she thought it was. Somebody really hated her up in heaven.
Tom was watching her slep for about fifteen minutes still admiring how beautiful she was. Her hair was out of the bun and was all over her pillow making little rivers of fire. Her neck was bare and was teasing him mercilessly to taste the skin but he couldn’t. He didn’t want her awake. Not yet anyway. He soon felt her awaken and he saw her stretch her slender arms. She didn’t know he was there until she hit him with her arm lightly.
“Good morning beautiful,” Tom said with a smirk on his face “how did you sleep?”
Ginny backed away from his end of the bed wide eyed and scared. What would he do to her now? She didn’t own her wand anymore for he ordered all the slave wands destroyed so she couldn’t defend herself.
“Why don’t you have breakfast with me today?” Tom ordered. It would happen even if she said yes or not. Ginyy was about to decline but her stomach growled with hunger so she nodded timidly.
“Good.” Tom said and smiled. He got out of the bed and made a swishing motion with his wand. A gown appeared on the bed just where he was seconds ago.
“Wear this before you come downstairs. I have some friends to introduce you to so I want to show you off.”
Tom walked out the room to let her get ready for the so called breakfast event. Ginny stared at the dress for a long time. It was black and felft silky in her fingers. She sighed to herself thinking of her fate. She cleaned herself quickly with a little basin of water on the window sill and then put on the dress which she made her gasp in surprise and horror.
The straps were tied around her neck and the front was barely covering her chest which a slit that went down her front until it reached a few inches below her stomach. The dress clung to her alluringly and showed more skin than it covered. If she were going to meet someone she loved she would love this dress but to meet Tom in it made her shake in digust and terror. But she had to do it. It was the only way she could find a way out of the house of hell.
She got into the shoes he left with the dress which were also back and went downstairs to meet the devil himself.