The Assistant

Severus Snape

TW: This is the chapter where s/a takes place so if you're sensitive to any of that skip to the next bold italic part!!

The next morning I awoke to the sunshine blinding me through the drapes, I check the time and it was 7:34 am. I knew Minerva liked to sleep in, so I decided to get some work done, I freshened up by washing my face, taking a hot shower, and brushing my teeth. As I got out of the shower I felt the cold air come over my body, goosebumps appeared on my soft skin. Sending chills through my body and down my spine, tears began running down my face as I remembered the last time I showered with Dawson.

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"You're beautiful y/n"

Dawson looked at you through the mirror and smiled while holding you in his arms, you smiled

"Thank you D.."

He proceeded to unwrap the towel off of you and began massaging your breasts gently,

"Dawson, please not right now,"

you whispered as you tried to remove his hands from your body,

"Mhm, just quickly please hun."

He mumbled while kissing your neck,

"Dawson I said no, now please get off of me."

You snapped, then he really wasn't stopping. He pinned you against the wall while kissing you, while you were giving him nothing in return. You tried to yell no but you couldn't because of him repeatedly kissing your lips. He then put the tip of his dick inside of you, no longer kissing you. Only giving you eyes full of anger and rage.

"Dawson please stop!!"

You screamed repeatedly while trying to get him off of you, but you were too small compared to him. He kept thrusting, causing you to bleed. You start crying and sitting there too tired to say no anymore. Once he was done with you he dropped you on the ground,

"God you're so pathetic y/n, you're my girlfriend you're supposed to please me."

You didn't look back at him, just stared in fear. He was never like this towards you, then he put on his clothes and came towards you,

"Awe, how cute. You're crying, I don't give a fuck."

Then he kissed you on the forehead, slammed the bathroom door, and left you, broken, scared, and lonely.

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After you cried for a bit, you then decided to go get ready. You didn't wanna dwell on it. So once again. You went and opened your black suitcase, unlocked the golden lock, and played out all of your clothes. You grabbed a sage green colored crewneck with "Minnesota 1858" embroidered on the front, that"s where Dawson grew up until he was 9 then he moved with his dad to Portland. You went there to meet his mom a couple of years ago during spring break and bought it at a gift shop. You put on a collared white t-shirt underneath, then but on a white tennis skirt, with your black Doc Martens, then you grabbed a book and walked out the door to get some iced coffee.

As you got into the main area of The Leaky Cauldron, you looked around the room when something well, someone caught your eye. You look at them for a bit, curious. It was a man, who had long black dark hair, black robes, and the darkest onyx brown eyes you've ever seen. They took your breath away, he sat alone at the bar, drinking some sort of tea. It looked to be black, suddenly he looked at you, and you caught his attention as you stood there almost frozen from how handsome the man was before you.