you were mine

sixteen - marcus flint

I'm reading my book, leaning against a tree like a cliche, when Marcus Flint, an already-graduated Slytherin, walks up to me, "Annabell Fawn, take a look at you." he smirks at me and I laugh awkwardly, turning my head to look for anyone else.

"Hi, Marcus, what are you doing here?"

"Catching up with some old friends, not much to do once you leave this place. You've--grown up--haven't you. The last time I saw you, you were only just coming here." he says and slides down beside me on the tree. I sigh as I try to scoot away some. Marcus and I had never really gotten along, I always thought he was dirty and scrooge-looking.

"Yea, been a while." I breathe out as I look around for someone.

"How have you been? I know you had been really close with Malfoy. I just got done talking to him. How are you two? You a thing now, or what?" he snarls and I shake my head, "No, we were never like that."

He nods, placing a hand on my thigh and I take a breath, trying to pull away from him, "I should really get going, Marcus. It was nice seeing you."

His hand squeezes my thigh and I gasp as I look at him, "We were just getting to know each other, Annabelle, don't be disrespectful." he laughs and I shake my head, trying to plead with him to let me go.

"So, tell me about your life right now. What's it like? Any boyfriends with that new body of yours? I heard you got pretty plastered at the first ball the other week." his hand slides up my thigh and I shake my head, trying to pull away as my skirt rides up.

"Please, Marcus. Just let me go. I won't even tell anyone we talked."

"Answer the question, Anna." his hand goes farther

I gulp, "Um, yeah I had a couple of drinks, not too much though." I shrug.

"So innocent, Anna. Tell me, have you even had sex yet?" his hand is under my skirt and my breathing is shaky as I pray for someone to help me. I can't pull away, his grip on my thigh is only getting tighter.

"Marcus. Please stop." I plead and he smirks, "Come on, Anna, aren't you curious about how an older guy could treat you? With so much experience?" I feel his pinky slide under my underwear and a tear rolls down my face. He smirks as he leans his face closer, I can feel his breath on my skin as he kisses my cheek. His finger glides farther into my underwear.

"Get off of me, Marcus," I say, trying to sneak my other hand beside me where my wand was laying. I carefully slide it into my hand and take a breath as I lift it, "Stupefy!" Marcus knocks back and lets out a groan as his hand slides out from under my skirt. I grab my things and run off from the tree.

I can't catch my breath and my vision is blurry from the tears threatening to roll down my face. I run into the Slytherin common room and let out a breath, praying Marcus doesn't know the password anymore. Tears stream down my face as I make it inside and I can't seem to fill my lungs with air. I curse as I see Draco and Theo sitting on the couch together talking. Draco looks at me and is immediately standing, "What happened, Belle, what's wrong?"

Theo stands up and walks to me grabbing my things from me and setting them on the table. I look back at the door and then back at Draco, not being able to form words. I feel like my heart is going to fall out of my chest. My hands wave as I try to fan myself, suddenly feeling like it's a thousand degrees. I gulp, trying to get the extra amount of saliva that has seemed to form out of my way so maybe I can speak.

Draco grabs my hands and lowers them, looking me straight in the eye and I burst into tears. "Belle, breathe. Tell us what happened." I shake my head and Theo lets out a breath beside me, rubbing my back with his hand.

"Anna, look at me, please." Theo pleads and I raise my head to look at him, still struggling to catch my breath as I glance back at the door. My hands are shaking even being held by Draco's. I think my entire body is shaking.

"He-" I start but my breathing takes over again. Draco squeezes my hand and I look at him, "He what, Anna? Who did what?"

"M--I didn't--he just--" I shake my head as I turn around to watch the door. All I can think about is him walking in here.

"What the fuck happened?" Draco looks at me, his eyes are darker now as he looks at the door with me. Theo just continues to rub my back.

I take a breath and turn my head back to Draco, "He touched me and I told him to stop. I begged him to stop. I told him I didn't even want to talk to him, but he kept holding me down and then he kept moving his hand, and then he ki--he kissed my cheek and he put his hand--and I was so scared, I couldn't move." my hands are shaking even more now as I try not to stumble on my words. Draco's jaw tightens as he looks at Theo, "Who, Anna?" Theo breathes out.

I gasp again as tears continue to build up, "Who the fuck did it, Belle?" Draco's voice is harsher now as he lets go of my hands.

"M-Marcus. Marcus Flint. He--I don't even know what he was here."

"I'm going to fucking kill him." Draco spits as he walks out of the door. I break down into Theo's arms as he wraps one hand in my hair and the other on my back.

"It's okay, Anna. You're okay. I'm so sorry." he whispers and he plants a kiss on my head. I sob into Theo's chest as my entire body continues to shake. I feel dirty. I feel disgusting. I feel as if I'm walking trash now.