The Girl Named Purple

It's a Trap

Ron, Harry, and Purple waited outside of the library of prophecies. It was night time, but the library was so bright and golden that it lit up the sky. They knew that Tom was inside because in front of the Library were two suspicious men, when who happened to be the man who pretended to be professor moody last year.
"Alright, ready?" Harry asked. Ron nodded.
Ron and Harry looked at Purple. Purples heart was beating harder than ever, her stomach was hurting from all the nervousness, but despite that, she assured them.
Purple walked down to the library and went toward the back where she thought no one would find her, then a man around the age of 17 came behind her. She gasped.
"He's expecting you." Said the man.
Purple knew exactly who he was talking about and even though she wanted to run away now, she knew she couldn't because she had to stick to the plan for Harry.
The man led her to the front of the library as she passed by the two men in front who made no eye contact with her as though waiting for something. The man led her in through the door where she saw Tom standing in the back of the room, his eyes sharper than a dagger. Tom was happy too see Purple, but had a look of eagerness. He then sent the other man outside of the room. Now Purple and Tom were the only ones in the library.
"I'm glad you made it, I was almost worried you wouldn't show." Said Tom in a weirdly polite way.
"What are you talking about Tom?" Purple was confused.
"You and your friends plan to steal the memory."
Purple acted like she didn't know what he was talking about.
"Oh don't you play those games with me."
"I'm not playing any games, I've just, come to read some books, yeh." Purple said making sure what she was saying made sense.
"Oh, well then go ahead." Tom excused her pleasantly, but Purple knew he hadn't been fooled. So she walk to a couple of books in the shelf toward the back. She saw that there was an exit door to the left, if she acted fast she might be able to leave and warn Harry and Ron that is was a trap. As she picked up her feet to make a run for it they were pushed to the floor by some source and her body was flung against the bookshelf, she struggled trying to move as her hands were handcuffed to both sides of her waist.. Oh no. This is what she feared would happen, the thing Harry and Ron said she would not have to fear.
"Thought you could run away that fast?" Tom laughed.
Purple stood shaking, scared of what was going to happen next.
Tom walked toward her with the intense lust in his eyes and grabbed her by the waist as he pulled it toward him. His lips were no more than a centimeter away from Purples she breathed very hard where as he barely breathed at all. Tom worked his hands up her body when he reached his face, it was as smooth as a babies bottom. He then softly put his lips on her lips and began to suck on them. Purple stood not knowing what to do, she couldn't move and even if she had the power to move, she still might have stood still in shock. Tom then began to suck on the side of her neck as he grunted with pleasure. As he sucked on her neck he moved his body around pushing it into hers.
Harry and Ron suddenly burst into the room. How did they get in if there was supposed to be security outside? Tom got off of Purple as the two men who had been gard outside when Purple came walked through the door and disarmed Harry and Ron from their wands. They then took them into handcuffs.
"It was a trap you guys! The memory isn't even here!"
"Be quiet!" Yelled Tom and then he roughly grabbed Purple's hair and yanked it toward him where he kissed her vigorously. Purple squealed.
"Stop it!." Harry yelled at the top of his lungs
For some reason obeying, Tom stopped and Purple gasp for air. "Alright take em away boys." The men took Harry and Ron away as they yelled. "Purple! Purple! Purple!"
Purple didn't yell back. She was still afraid and in shock.
Once Harry and Ron had left, Tom took the handcuffs off of Purple and grabbed her by the wrist leading her away.