Denial is First Step to Acceptance

25. My Savior

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The next day, a Friday, the others had abandoned me once more after dinner. After I caught Sirius making out with a girl I found out he knew nothing about, and told him off, livid with anger, I walked through the empty corridor, and then I heard scuffling around me.

“Who’s there?” I said, my hands trembling as I reached for my wand. No answer.

I continued to walk, and after a bit, I relaxed and told myself I was hearing things. I turned onto a corner and was immediately seeing black. No, not Sirius, like, something covering me, so it’s all black.

“Argh!” I screamed, kicking and punching at the object.

“Ouch. Shut up.” A gruff male voice said. I stopped.

“Where are we going?” I said, feeling the floor slide beneath me.

“Here’s good enough, secluded.” The gruff voice said a smirk heard in his voice, and I was immediately pushed out of the blackness.

And immediately pushed against the wall. I looked up and saw Avery. I glared.

“What are you playing at, Avery?” I spat, small balls of flame came from my palm, which he didn’t notice. I had been trying to hold me feelings in and control the fire, as Dumbledore instructed. He smirked.

“Oh nothing. Just, a little alone time with you.” He said, his putrid breath hitting me. I cringed.

“I'm sorry, I like someone else.” I said, turning away from his breath.

“I don’t care, so shut up and show me your moves.” Avery said, eyeing my chest with a hungry look.

I realised what he was talking about and I tried to move as far back as possible, quickly remembering I was against the wall, and sighed in frustration. Avery, seeing me try to move away, pressed is body hard against mine and moved up slightly, sighing in a sick sort of way. I tried to move, but he locked my hands against the wall with his hand, continuously rubbing slightly against my body, smiling evilly.

“Wait ‘til the blood traitor Sirius hears that I got you first hot stuff.” He said maliciously, sighing every now and then.

“Get off me you idiot! You sick minded-” I said, but he pressed his dry and disgusting lips against mine, trying to force his slimy tongue through my lips.

I couldn’t move, hands locked against the wall by his, body pressed on the wall by his own, and head stuck from his forceful kissing. He leaned back, still moving his body across mine a little faster, and grinned, showing his yellow teeth. I spat at him. After a while my body began growing numb, and I felt bruises on my wrists. Then I heard a distant voice.

“Hey! What are you doing?!” a familiar but unfamiliar voice said. I tried to look past Avery’s big head, but the person was blocked from view.

“Go into another corridor! Can’t you see I'm busy?” Avery shouted. I tried to say something but his un-used rough hand covered mine, making my voice muffled.

“N-no! I can’t let you do this to her!” the voice said, and I squirmed, trying to get the hands off of me.

They started shooting spells one handedly, until finally, I got my arms free and tried to see who was saving me. Avery noticing, raised a fist, and before I could think, it collided into my head. But at that moment when Avery was distracted, my saviour shot Petrificus Totalus and the stinging hex at him quickly and chucked Avery’s wand a good ten metres away, before rushing up to me.