⚠️𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗 𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕞, 𝕕𝕖𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟, 𝕒𝕟𝕩𝕚𝕖𝕥𝕪, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕖𝕩𝕦𝕒𝕝 𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕤𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥⚠️
I crept out of bed and walked the cold corridors of Hogwarts. My bare feet taking me outside. I was in seventh year and didn't want to be. I walked to the black lake without getting caught and sat by the edge with my wand in my hair. I sat by the cold black water and took deep breaths. At least this meant I would never have to see Andrew or Caleb again. The two bastards always picked on me- it just recently got physical. I ran my fingers along the cuts down my arms before getting up a little later. I walked around part of the lake before turning back and going back to the castle. I walked in praying not to get caught. I walked down the halls- not lost but in a daze. Having left my hoodie in my dorm I was a bit cold. I stood still as I heard footsteps approaching me. Students had gone missing this year. Petrified or left. I looked around as the steps approached. Soon I saw a one Gilderoy Lockheart.
"Well well we'll Miss l/n", he said in a tone I would rather he didn't. "What is a pretty girl like you doing out so late huh?" he asked as I looked for a way out keeping one hand on my wand. He reached forward and grabbed the ends of my hair making me back away.
"Sorry professor- just got lost", I lied. I backed into a wall as one of his hands pressed next to my head. I tried to move to the other side, but he put up another arm. Moving under was soon made impossible as he moved in my way. "Professor please let me go", I said not letting him see that he scared me.
"I think you'll enjoy this", he smirked evilly.
"Professor", I said in a firm voice praying for someone to hear me, "I'm asking for you to stop".
"And I'm ignoring you", he sang trying to kiss me as I bit my lips together as to not let him. He got to my neck and I tried to get away, but all attempts were in vain.
"Stop!" I screamed, "THIS ENDS NOW", I yelled again praying for someone to come. I heard faint footsteps, but said it was my imagination. "LOCKHEART STOP PLEASE", I begged. Then the footsteps became louder. He was distracted so I used the first spell that came to mind. I put my wand to my throat and screamed, "HELP PLEASE ANYONE!!!" it was so loud Lockheart fell to the ground holding his ears, the form of Snape rounded the corner and he bolted over to us, first looking to me and then to Lockheart. I was back up against a wall I now realized I had started to cry.
"What is this?" Snape asked in a sharp tone.
"Professor Lockheart he he", Lockheart got up and pinned me to the wall not seeing Snape in his daze.
"You filthy little slut", he roared pinning me.
"Gilderoy?" Snape questioned looming over him. Lockheart stopped dead. Slowly he turned before going into a frenzy.
"Severus- this is all a misunderstanding, a joke, tell him Y/N cmon", he said looking scared. Instead of explaining I broke down into tears and crumpled to the floor. I heard a shouting match commence and someone run down the hall. I had my hands over my ears as my body rocked. I heard more footsteps and McGonagall shouting something apparently dragging Lockheart by his collar.
𝕊𝕟𝕒𝕡𝕖 ℙ𝕆𝕍
I was at a loss with the girl crying before me- thankfully Minerva had the scum by the scruff and was dragging him. "What is this?" she asked harshly then stopping and going to Y/N trying to console her. I grabbed Lockheart and locked him in a nearby classroom. "Severus- she needs medical care look at her arms", she more or less commanded. "Take her to your room- let Pomona sleep we will take this to Albus", she said as Y/N stayed on the floor, "in the mean time I want to have a conversation with Mr.Lockheart", she shoved me towards Y/N and stormed off quickly to the classroom I had locked him in. I knelt down to about Y/N's current state in the floor. She had her hands pressed against her ears and was rocking with sobs.
