Diary (Draco X Tom X Reader| love triangle)

~two~

Hello, this chapter has a mention of r@pe, I will put  a tw, but all it is is a short bit. Still, though, it is still triggering. 

I woke up the next morning, head absolutely pounding. How am I meant to win this duel thingy if I have a bad fucking head. What even happened last night...?

I looked around. This wasn't my dorm... 

I looked under the covers. I was fucking naked. Great, who have I done it with. The bathroom door was locked. The guy must be in there. I sat up and immediately began scanning the room for my clothes. In the corner of the room, a pair of leggings and my hoodie was there. I ran to them and quickly put them on.

As soon as I was changed, the bathroom door swung open. A random guy stepped out, and I raised my eyebrow. "Hello...?" he asked. 

"Oh, uhm, what happened?" I asked.

"How did you sleep?" he replied, completely ignoring my question. I grunted and walked out of the room. I rushed down the stairs to the girls' dorms. I found mine, my suitcase was at the front of the door. I opened it. The sweet blonde girl was in their. There was only two beds, so I assumed it was just us.

"Daphne Greengrass!" she winked, laughing at the same time.

"Piper Zabini," I smiled back.

"You got wasted. You had a fight with 'Pug'!" she chuckled.

I laughed, and face planted the bed. I lay there staring into the darkness of the green duvet, and suddenly flashbacks of the previous night came back.

~TRIGGER WARNING. R

"Please! Just stop, I don't want this!" I screamed, backing into a corner. The guy whom I saw earlier this morning smirked, and an evil glare glinted in the moonlight.

He stripped me, and stripped himself. He yanked me up and pushed me onto the bed.

~END OF TW~

I immediately opened my eyes, and tears fell down. He took advantage of me, and he didn't care about my consent. Daphne was now in the bathroom, so I brushed my hair and ran down to the common room. Tom was the only one there, early bird. He stared at me curiously. He scanned my cheeks then looked back to the door.

Fuck, I forgot to wipe the tears. It was early in the morning. Why were there so many people here? I sat down on the couch and brought my knees to my chest. I began crying into them, choked sobs escaping my lips. I felt hands on my shoulder, and looked up slightly. 

"What's wrong?" he asked. 

I ignored his question, and turned my head back into my knees. He shook my shoulders slightly, and I got up and began to walk out of the door. "Curfew." he muttered. I ignored him again, and opened the door. I walked down the dungeons, the cold air brushing my bare skin.

Fingerprints pressed against my body, but I was alone. I covered my mouth as more tears rolled down my cheeks. Why me? Why did it have to be anyone? I wouldn't even wish this against Pansy, and that's saying something. No, stop feeling emotional. I deserved it, it was my fault. I didn't stop him. I let him, drunk or not.