Piercing gaze

Peacock attack

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling not me. Good day.

Warning: There is an attempted sexual assault, if this is a trigger for anyone I would ask that they proceed with caution and look to skip that part if it is too much for you.

1992- Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher's room

It was dark. Her thoughts were muddled. Trying to sit up was found to be impossible and opening her eyes didn't alleviate the darkness.

Taking a minute to find her bearings, she lifted her arms to find something binding her wrists, trying to curl up she found her legs were tied down as well. Taking a deep breath, she tried to not panic and focus on getting out. From the rough scraping along her limbs, she thought she was tied down with rope. Knowing that she was blinking, that her eyes were open and yet no light was being seen. Vera figured that she was blindfolded.

What the bloody hell is going on in Hogwarts and why is it always her? First the troll and now trapped by unknown means. Her life is going great at the moment, thanks Fate.

She lied there, not making a sound and tried to stay calm. She wasn't going to call on Lord Death or Lady Magick just yet. She was grateful for their blessings, but she never wanted to be dependent and only use them for her own means. She thought back to what happened before she was knocked out.

She had spent the morning helping her sister and friends with their school work while working on her own. Then there were a few moments of leisurely reading her new runes book, while dreading the early evening hours that would mean she had to go to her detention.

She made it to the DADA classroom for her detention when she felt a strange magic in the air. Thinking and focusing on it, she now noticed that there was something perverted about the magic. It wasn't necessarily evil, like the darkest of magic that was used for malicious reason, but it wasn't good. Next, she was waking up here tied down and blind.

She decided the best thing to do would be to not struggle and try to gather magic to get out.

"What a beautiful girl." That voice! Usually it was flamboyant and trying to get everyone to love him. Now it was perverted and caused her hairs to stand on the back of her neck. His voice was almost slimy in perverted lust. "Even if you are a snake, my dear, you are simply exquisite." She felt the briefest of touches on her foot. She prayed to Death and Magick while building her magic to try and get out before this bastard tries to take what wasn't his.

She could feel herself get sick as his fingers continued to ghost over her skin. He started to palm her thighs, his hands were sweaty as they groped her body. She could feel tears leak from her eyes as his fingertips skimmed over the junction of her thighs though that was all he did before continuing on.

"I know you're awake, sweetling," his voice was sickening and caused her skin to crawl just as much as his touch did.

Knowing that she didn't have to keep still, pretending, she didn't stop her instinct to jerk away from his touch as he slid his hands over her stomach.

The cold air caused her nipples to harden so he had removed her bra as well. She was laid bare before a man that was not her mate of any kind. Mate! She wanted one of her mates to bet here to save her. only one was in the school that could actually help. The magic that she collected before she sent it out in pulses hoping to Severus' attention.

Lockhart's hands had stopped on her shoulders and she was briefly aware of him straddling her thighs.

"Calm down, darling," he tried to sooth her, "I'll be good to you. I've done this before and know how to make this good for the both of us."