•°. *࿐ in which bee learns to love herself, and maybe a certain redhead.
tw/ contains violence, rape and abuse
this is the first fic i wrote so this is probably my worst writing
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(warning contains sexual assault)
STRESS BUBBLED in Bee's stomach when her dazzling green eyes spotted the clock. Her and Fred had ended up going way overtime and Bee only had half an hour until she was due to meet Roger.
Bee said goodbye to Fred before hurrying up the to her dorm to get ready. All of her roommates were downstairs having dinner so Bee had the room to herself to get ready.
Bee flicked through her closet, muttering "wrong, wrong, wrong" after every outfit. 'A special day deserves a special outfit' Bee thought to herself. 10 minutes later Bee had finally changed into an outfit she was happy with.
Bee wore a red tea dress that was just the right length, not too long but not too short. Bee quickly applied some basic natural makeup, curled her hair and dashed out the room, 5 minutes before she was due to meet Rodger.
When Bee had arrived at their meeting place Roger was frowning, staring at his watch.
"Your late." Roger's voice echoed down the corridor.
"I'm so sorry, I just lost track of time when I was studying" Bee apologised.
"With Weasley?" Roger questioned.
"Yeah" Bee looked up at her boyfriend. "So, to the kitchens." Bee linked arms with Roger and started to skip towards the kitchens.
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"I got the house elves to cook your favourite food" Roger grinned.
"Really?" Bee looked around excitedly.
"Yep, mac n cheese" Roger didn't see his girlfriends smile falter. Bee chose not to mention that her favourite food's lasagna not macaroni.
The date started to pass fairly fast, Roger did most of the talking.'But that's just his personality' Bee thought.
"So what's your plans for after Hogwarts?" Bee asked.
"I'll start at the ministry then work my way up to being head of the department of magical transportation." Roger said making Bee feel nervous, everyone had their full life planned out and Bee was suddenly realised that she had no clue what she wanted to do in the future.
"What about you?" Roger asked seeming uninterested.
"Um, I don't really know" Bee responded twiddling her hair round her bony finger.
"You don't know?" Roger raised his eyebrows.
The rest of the date progressed and before Bee knew it the clock struck nine and it was time to head back to their dorms.
"Oh, that's curfew, we should probably head back" Bee smiled at her boyfriend.
"Yeah, or you could come back to my dorm and we could hang out for a while" Roger beamed.
"Yeah sure."
The pair strolled up to Roger's dorm and Bee was surprised to find that none of his other roommates were there.
"Where's everyone else" Bee asked, thinking they'd be hanging out with his friends.
"Oh, they're away hanging out with some Slytherins." Roger lied choosing not to tell Bee that he had told them all to clear off for the night.
The pair sat down on the bed, talking for a while before they started to kiss. Roger slid his hand up Bee's thighs and under her dress.
Bee batted her boy friends hand away. "Look Roger I like you and everything but I'm not really comfortable with that" Bee gulped.
"It doesn't hurt Bee, just go with it" Roger kissed her neck. Bee tried to tell him to get off but he just climbed on top of her, making sure she was unable to get up.
Beatrice's first time was meant to be special, it was meant to be with some she loves. It wasn't meant to be like this. It wasn't meant to be rushed, it wasn't meant to be forced. It wasn't meant to be this.
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If anyone asks, tell them the bruises are from falling down the stairs" Roger grunted.
Bee left her boyfriends dorm at 10, she looked rough with her messy hair, smudged makeup and tears running down her face. As Bee rushed down the corridor she contemplated whether she was overreacting.
'Come on Bee, you're dating him, he's allowed to want things.' Bee thought to herself.
Beatrice reached the entrance to her common room before she paused. Bee couldn't go up there, she couldn't see her roommates. Mia would know what happened, and people couldn't find out.
Bee turned round and made her way to the bathroom, she cleaned herself up and covered the bruises in concealer.
When Bee arrived back at the dorm Mia was waiting up for her. The dark haired girl bombarded her friend with questions, Bee lied. Bee never used to be a liar.
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authors note -
so this originally wasn't meant to happen and i had a big plan written out but oops. it eez what it eez.
