TRIGGER WARNING: Sexual Assault. This chapter is EXTREMELY detailed on when where and people around when this happened. This was hard to write and extremely hard to read over. Please skip this chapter if you get triggered easily.
Links☟︎
https://www.rainn.org/about-national-sexual-assault-telephone-hotline
https://au.reachout.com/articles/what-is-sexual-assault
O N Y X D O L O H O V:
I was taught about fight or flight a few years ago. I don't remember who told me about it, but it's always in the back of my head when shit goes down.
Do I fight or flight?
I fight- now I fight
They never told me about freeze. It's completely normal to be in a shitty situation and...freeze. I was shamed for it. They asked me why I froze. Why didn't I fight or flight? I've learned to tune out their dissatisfaction with what I did in a moment of pure shock. I'm now shameless because I know it
Wasn't
My
Fucking
Fault.F L A S H B A C K:
June 5, 1991My hair sat in beautiful butterfly clips. I wore sweatpants and a tank top with thick straps. A birthday cake sat next to Draco and me. He couldn't wait to go to Hogwarts in two months; he practically jumped up and down in excitement when he received a letter from Professor McGonagall informing him that he had been accepted into Hogwarts.
I had a cone birthday hat sitting on my head and a smile on my face when Draco blew out his candle.
He immediately hugged me in glee while Ace (whose hair hadn't been dyed yet and kept its original red tent) sucked out her tongue in the way of mocking.
Narcissa had her hands cupped over her mouth while Lucius had his arm around the small of her back: both full of joy.
Party streamers and banners were decorating the bright Manor.
I would never imagine a world where the manor was dark, and Narcissa and Lucius didn't have the love every child reads about in fairytales. I can't imagine a life where Draco didn't have a smile on his face, or I stood in front of a mirror pressing against my stomach or seeing food and my brain automatically illuminating the scoreboard in which I keep up with my calorie intake.
It seemed impossible.
When the party was over, I went to the restroom to wash my face of the glitter while Severus took Ace outside to say goodbye to everyone at the party.
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E N Z O B U R K S H I R E;
(flashback)I walked down the hall as I heard whimpering coming from one of the many bathrooms In the manor.
I came back here to get Onyx upon Snape's request. I knocked on the door twice and heard no response except a pound against the wall and a whisper saying something along the lines of "shut up——tell anyone—-kill——"
I couldn't hear everything he said, but I made out some of it.
"Hello? Onyx, are you in there? Who is in there with you?" A loud pop came from inside the bathroom, along with a cry.
E N D O F F L A S H B A C K*
I would have fought, but I froze cause what else can an 11-year-old do?
If I were to meet face-to-face with the 36-year old that did this ever again, I would kill him. I promised myself that.
Enzo pinky promised me he would never tell anyone. Especially Draco.
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