Destiny- Drinny

57- Punishments

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This chapter contains rape, so if you don't want to read it I'll do this for the bad parts ————

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Sitting in the empty classroom, Ginny dreaded the hours ahead. It was her fourth detention with the Carrows, and she had no idea of how many more were to come. Her last three sessions had been as if she was in hell. Unforgivable curses had been thrown, one after the other- the constant attack leaving her on the ground for hours, wishing for death. Ginny was certain the following detention would be the same.

Every time the two nutcases left the room, Ginny would be laying on the floor in a pool of her own sweat and blood. On the last three of her detentions, she managed to pick herself up and drag her exhausted feet back up to the common room. However, her first detention with the Carrows had been so excruciatingly painful, Ginny was still on the floor as the sun began to rise. If it wasn't for Neville and Luna, who brought her to the hospital, she would have spent the entire day on the floor.

As much as the pain hurt her, Ginny knew she had to stay head strong and show the people there was still hope. The entire school knew Ginny Weasley was notorious for disobeying the Carrows, and most of them knew of her detentions, but only a small hand full of Ginny's close friends knew of the pain that was inflicted on her by the punishments.

Although Ginny knew she'd have to tell Draco at one point, she could never build the courage to tell him. Not only was it almost impossible for them to speak in secret meetings, but she didn't want to see him. The scars on her body, pale skin and bags under her eyes would immediately alert Draco if her abuse, and she knew he'd want to put an end to it.

She knew he'd force her to stop stepping out of line, and persuade her to keep her head down, but Ginny didn't want that. She needed to show Hogwarts that Voldemort wasn't right, and Harry would win. She needed to keep hope, and if this was the way to give people hope, then she'd do it again and again.

As her mind drifted towards Draco and his safe embrace, she realised something.

What if she could get Draco to work as a double agent and help the DA and the Order? That way, when Harry wins, Draco won't be punished like all the other death eaters. And on top of that, the DA could probably slip out of some detentions.

As the wooden door creaked open, Ginny held her arms, tight around her body, as she braced herself for the torture to come.

"Miss Weasley." Snarled the wizard, walking into the room. "My sister has been detained thanks to your friend, Mr Longbottom. Caused quite a scene in his charms class." Amycus spoke, walking to the front of the classroom to stand in front of her desk.

He smiled, his coal black teeth revealed through his parted lips. Ginny shivered in her seat.

"This detention is going to be fairly different compared to your other previous sessions." He snarled, placing both hands on her desk, and leaning down, his toxic breath fanning over Ginny's face. "It has come to my attention that a pure bloods blood is valuable to the Dark Lord, so, perhaps we should focus on... keeping the pure blood line running." He snarled, making his evil grin grow.

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"What?" Ginny breathed in a gasp, unbelieving his words.

"And that's pardon, Weasley!" Amycus yelled, swishing his wand up, as Ginny was elevated into the air.

Her limbs were spread like a starfish, and her mouth was clamped open as painful screams were let out. A sharp pain erupted from her chest, moving out to the rest of her body like waves. As the pain became too much, Ginny's vision faded, her mind blank.

Amycus moved his wand down as Ginny's limp body moved closer towards the floor. An evil glint twinkled in his eye as he lowered her onto the grand teachers desk. As she settled onto the wooden desk, cluttered with papers, he put his wand away, and began his stalk towards her lifeless body.

As he reached the table, he began to take off his belt, while scanning his hungry eyes over the unconscious witches body. After removing the belt, he began unbuttoning her shirt, and soon her plain black bra was revealed.

He licked his lips.

Moving down, Amycus grabbed them bottom of her shirt and yanked it over her matching pants. As he admired her underwear, he hardly noticed her head move slightly.

Pulling the garment off, the wizard stared at her privates for a while. As he became distracted, Ginny's vision began to come back.

Staring at the classroom ceiling, Ginny wondered which lesson she had fallen asleep in. It couldn't be transfiguration, since Ginny sat right in front of McGonagal- she knew she would never be able to fall asleep in front of her. It wouldn't be care of magical creatures, since that was a practical lesson.

As the sound of a zip met her ears, Ginny remembered where she was. Looking down, Ginny's eyes widened as she saw Amycus Carrow, standing between her legs, pulling his flies down.

Screaming, Ginny yanked her legs up and propelled them forward into Amycus' chest, causing him to fly back into the second row of desks. As he lay on the floor, Ginny took the opportunity to hop off the desk, her skirt falling down, and bolt it out of the classroom, pulling up her knickers as she ran.

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As tears crept into her eyes, Ginny stormed down the halls, as she buttoned her shirt back up. Turning the corner, Ginny could hear hear his yelling become fainter. As she looked behind her to check he wasn't following, she crashed into something and fell to the floor.

"Hey- what are you doing out of bed? Thirty points from-" but before the person could finish their sentence, their wand light hit Ginny's tear stained face. "Ginny?"

"Blaise?"

"Gin, what are you doing out of bed?" He asked, but storming footsteps turned their attention to another hall.

"Hide me." She begged, and before Blaise could protest, the desperation in her eyes stopped him.

"O-okay." He said, then grabbed her hand, and ran with her to the dungeons, making sure she wasn't seen by any of his house mates.

Securing her in one of the smaller rooms, he locked the door behind him, before addressing the situation at hand.

"Gin, what happened?"

Before he could turn around, she already collapsed into his arms into a fit of sobs.

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