Bright

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TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of r*pe and other forms of abuse. Reader discretion is advised.

Also, sorry for the abnormally short chapter, I plan for the next chapter to be a lot longer than what this one is.

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The month was almost up and throughout the last few days, Elle lost more and more control over the situation with Adrian. The more that Elle tuned him out the angrier he got. He forced her to participate in their rendez-vous now, much to Elle's dismay. During their times together, he would give her little gifts at the end, so that he could make it clear that she was his, and to remind her that she had no say.

Blaise caught on to the trophy giving and would ask Elle to explain where each one came from. He would ask her what Adrian would say and do to her, and how it made her feel. He sort of became her therapist. She hated how overbearing he was, but she knew he meant well, and she knew that nothing she would say could stop Blaise's intrusion on her forced sex life. This made her anxious in some ways, but she had to remind herself that he is keeping her secret and she agreed to his terms.

Draco remained watchful over her from a distance, but just enough to know that he was always there. He would snap at anyone who would belittle or degrade her in any way. Especially their teammates. Draco would catch Bletchley making off handed remarks at the girl and he would grow angrier by the second. But he never did anything about it. He let Adrian handle that, because he could not end up on the wrong side of a newly angry Adrian Pucey.

Draco used to think fondly of Pucey, until he started shagging his best friend and making it to where she spent all of her time with him. Flint would get angry with Pucey if he lashed out at any team members... especially Elle. He had a lot of older brother instincts when it came to Elle, because he didn't have any siblings of his own. He had to protect someone and she was the perfect target. One of the best Slytherin chasers, not better than Flint himself... obviously.

The team had a good quidditch practice, leaving Flint stunned by the team's growth since the beginning of the season. They had their big match against Gryffindor coming up the next day, and they have been preparing for the moment since their game with Hufflepuff. The school decided to hold practice games throughout fourth year to keep their skills up and polished. That meant that Potter was out, and so was Diggory. As far as Slytherin was concerned, their entire competition was removed thanks to the tournament.

After a few more laps around the pitch, Flint called for the end of practice and the group decided to hit their respective showers, leaving Elle to her own devices. She decided to take this time to pamper herself before the big game. She was going to take a nice, warm, long shower before her time with Adrian. She hoped that he wasn't too brutal tonight because they needed her for their impending match with Gryffindor the next afternoon.

Meanwhile, in the boys locker room, the boys were all hyping each other's skills up before their big game, spewing testosterone in all of their words and actions.

"Draco, you've gotten better as a seeker! Maybe you'll be the reason we actually win a game for once!" Blaise called out in a joking manner, sending all of the boys howling with laughter.

"Oh, come off it, Blaise. You know the only reason you score goals is because of Elle."

"OOOOOOOOOOO" came to a chorus of boys after Draco's snide comment.

"Well, she is as good a chaser as she is a submissive whore." Adrian said smugly.

All of the boys stopped mid-hollar to look at Adrian. Adrian continued his business as if he never said anything until he looked up and saw Blaise storming at him at colossal speeds.