Title: Missing
Chapter Title: What's in the Past
Rating: R for graphic violence and disturbing sexual scenes.
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WARNING: again this is major angst. This chapter is going to be the harshest so far, as we 
are going back in Ginny’s mind and will be switching from present to past a lot. I do hope 
its easier to keep up! There will be sexual acts mentioned (suggested and somewhat 
explained) in here so im rating this R. This goes through what Ginny encountered and 
is nowhere near happy lala land, so brace yourself or wait for the next chapter to read.

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	Ginny tried not to skip down the hallway, the ever present grin on her face. Not 
only had she made Gryffindor, but Harry Potter…THE Harry Potter had talked to her and 
even smiled at her. She’d never felt so good in all her life. Moving up the stairs into 
the girls dormitory, she sat on her bed and dumped out her cauldron to go through her 
things, her eyes moving quickly over the items, then coming to a stop on the small book, 
her brows furrowing in confusion. She hadn’t gotten this book had she?
	The book was an odd shade of brown, the corners wrinkled and torn as though 
worn by time. The page ends were yellowed by time, their paper crinkled. Her delicate 
fingers reached out, running along the top of the book, a strange pull grabbing at the 
pit of her stomach. Ginny…. 


*present*


         Ginny’s eyes blurred slightly in her hazy, dazed view of the world. Her body felt exhausted; 
her mind ready to shut down at a moments notice. She could hardly think without it hurting 
somewhere, her heart now being the target as she stared back into Draco Malfoy’s eyes, 
his deep ice haunting her into telling her tale. She had sworn, she’d never tell. Noone wanted 
to know, no one cared to know and now sat her brother’s worst enemy in front of her, 
practically begging her to tell him, to confide. She knew she shouldn’t. It was wrong…
	Her eyes closed for a moment, a rouge tear straying down her cheek before she 
opened them again, meeting his gaze and knew that she was going to tell him…..


*past*


	Ginny tossed and turned in her bed, her head flipping side to side, her hair flying 
across her face and the stark white of the pillow as the voice echoed in her head, calling 
her name, telling her things, hinting at acts she knew were wrong, things she knew would 
hurt. 
	“no…no…goway…no..please…” she hissed in her sleep, then sat up quickly, her eyes 
opening and darting around the room. Her dormmates were all fast asleep, their breathing 
a constant reminder that she was not alone. Yet still in the darkness she could hear him, 
feel him. His face, his hands..all around her!
	Ginny…..
	“Go away!” she whispered, her hands clasping her head, shaking it silently as if 
trying to rid him by force. 
	Ginny……come to me, Ginny…..come…… the voice hissed.
	Unable to control herself, her limbs moved of their own accord. She cried out as she 
was pulled from the bed, her body moving forcefully towards the door. She briefly saw one of 
her dorm mates look up and blink tiredly, then lay back down and fall to sleep. She wanted 
to cry out, to scream. ‘Help! Help me! For the love of God, someone! Help me!’ she desperately 
tried to move her lips to scream, to yell, but nothing came out save a small squeak, 
quieter than that of a mouse.
	Ginny closed her eyes as she was pulled out of the Gryffindor tower, then down out 
of the common room and into the hallway, her bare feet soaking in the cold of the stone 
floors. Were there no teachers??? No prefects roaming the halls at all?? Where was everyone!?
	Her heels scraped defiantly against the breach of stone, scraping the bottom of 
her foot until it pained her, forcing her to lift her feet as she walked down the coridoors 
and past the paintings and statues to a room down in the dungeons, down in a bathroom, down 
to the sink where she knew what she would be forced to do. 
	The voice spoke once again in a language she didn’t recognize and she looked helplessly 
around as she jumped down the long dark tunnel to the depths below.

	“Wealsey…Ginny?”


*present*


	Ginny snapped her head back up, her mind whirling. “Wha….” She breathed, shaking 
her head again. “No..I can’t. It hurts….” She said quietly and felt hands move up her skin, 
her arms tingling until he pulled her into his embrace. 
	“Please. Trust me, I’m asking you to trust me, to tell me. I need to know..” she 
heard Draco say quietly.
	Ginny pondered his words for nearly five minutes. Trust Draco Malfoy? Trust her 
enemy…no. Her brother’s enemy. The only person that had ever helped her? The only person 
that had ever asked her what had happened and had saved her? Trust the man that now held 
her as though she would break in his arms and fall to pieces all across the floor?
	She looked up into his eyes again and searched them, taking a deep breath in, 
her lungs rumbling with emotion. 
	“Okay.”


*past*


	A grin spread over his letcherous face, his smile grim and dangerous as he looked 
down at her, his hair becoming unkempt, his eyes darkening around her. She could feel 
his hands on her, gripping her tightly, his fingernails digging into her back, 
her shoulders, her arms, her small bared breasts before him. She cried out in pain as 
he clenched them hard, the blood gathering there, then rushing away as her nerves screamed 
out to her. Tears streaked down her cheeks as she cried, squirming around him, trying to 
find purchase with her heels against the cold stone floor to push away from him, her feet 
only slipping away, falling from her in a betrayal unnamed. Her finger tips tried to grab 
at him, only to be pushed back by an invisible force, getting stronger and rougher every try 
she made. She screamed out loudly and watched the frown cross his face, hoping for a 
moment he would see his error, see what he’d been doing to her and stop.
	“That’s really not making this much more enjoyable everytime you try to burst my 
ears out!” she shouted into her ear, making her head ring with pain. She whimpered and turned 
her head away, crying openly. 
	His fingers moved roughly against her, his nails scraping as they moved down and 
pushed roughly up inside of her. Ginny cried out, feeling parts of her tear in pain. He 
twisted his hand, increasing the pain inside her body. 
	Wasn’t this supposed to be nice? When this happened eventually, wasn’t this supposed 
to be something she cherished? Something she loved and with someone she wanted to be with 
forever? What had happened to him? To her? Why had he changed so much? 
	She closed her eyes, trying to remember when she first met him, when he first called 
her to him. He’d been so kind, listening to her talk about Harry and her brother, about how 
much she liked him, about her problems and her family and how she had no friends yet, but 
looked forward to making them. He’d seemed so nice, smiled at the right points, chuckled 
with her giggles, acting as though he cared for her so deeply….
	She could feel him move between her legs now and knew that that was all a lie, this 
was a different man, this was someone she never knew, it couldn’t be the same Tom she’d know, 
the same Tom that had listened to her endlessly, who had laughed with her. Cried with her, 
held her when she needed it and given her advice. But it was. This man was the same horrible 
man who was doing these things to her. The very same man who was now planning to take the 
one thing from her that she had cherished most…


*present*


	She stared into Draco’s eyes, searching them for a moment. “He…” she gulped and 
took another breath, feeling his hands moving against her back soothingly, nothing like 
Tom’s.
	“He raped me.” she said quietly.
	

*past*


	Tom laughed as she cried out, screamed out as he invaded her in a way she’d never 
known and never wanted to know again. All she could feel was pain, all she could breath 
was pain. The air no longer existed, the laughter no longer existed. There was no sun, no 
breath, no Earth, no Moon. There was no Harry, no Ron, no family or friends, there was 
noone, there was nothing. Only pain; always pain.  
	He was hurting her in a way she’d never imagined, pain coursing through every 
vein of her body, her mind shutting down at a rapid pace. And the only thing she could think…
	Noone’s coming for me….noone is coming for me….


*present*


	Draco’s breathing hitched as his suspicions were confirmed. “Gods…” he whispered 
and felt her pull back. Ginny looked up at him again, scooting back from him, her eyes 
watering. “If you think he stopped there, your wrong. The raping was only the first step.” 
She hissed at him, her anger mixing with her pain as the memories invaded her mind, spilling 
forth in a waterfall of torture. Draco’s brows furrowed as she lifted her gown, 
uncaring of the fact that she only had her simple cotton panties on underneight, a long 
pink scar staining her nearly perfect milky skin. Her stomach clenched and the entire scar, 
from rib to belly button crunched and moved with her. Draco gulped hard, slamming his eyes 
shut for a second or two before opening them and reaching out, looking at her for 
approval before his fingertips grazed against her deeped skin. He exhaled hard, all of 
the air he’d once had leaving him.


*past*


	Ginny had given up the struggle once she knew there was no way out. Once she knew that 
no one was coming to get her, she stopped squirming against her binds. This apparently made 
Tom mad. 
	“Given up have you? Well, I like the struggle, Red, so if you won’t squirm on 
your terms…” he grinned evilly, his malice shining through in his smirk, “you’ll do it on 
mine.” He moved forward, hands behind his back, watching Ginny’s limp body hang from 
the rusted chains he’d put her in. Her wrists were cut and bruised, but blessedly numb 
from the pain that would have accompanied her shackling.  Her eyes were red and 
swollen from crying, her lips puffed from his harsh kisses, her tongue dry and salty from 
her screams. She could no longer move without the pain being there, no longer think without 
the pain. Gone was the cold of the stone behind her, her back to torn and chaffed from the 
ground hours ago. 
	Hours…minutes..how long had she been gone? How long had it been since anyone had 
checked for her? Had anyone checked for her?
	Tom moved forward, malice in his eyes, glinting at her as he pulled his hands 
from behind his back, a long sharp piece of metal in one, ragged and torn and in the other 
his wand. He had a habit of repairing a spot after he damaged it, then going back and treating 
it with the same punishment he’d given it before. Now he chuckled at her sharp intake of breath.
	“Please…Tom-“
	His hand came down hard on her face, landing a blow that made her head snap to the 
side, her neck popping painfully. He gripped her chin roughly and jerked her head back towards 
his, his face coming inches from hers. “Little Ginny, what have I told you? Don’t address me so 
anymore. That is no longer my name. I’m not your Tom anymore, I’m your master now.” He hissed 
and slapped her again before roughly taking her lips with his own, his tongue pushing its way 
into her mouth, salving her dryness with his saliva.  She could taste the blood seeping into 
her mouth as her lips cracked and split again against his lips. His teeth ground against hers 
roughly, then he was gone, pulling back and bringing his hand down again, only this time, not 
to her face, but to her stomach. His fists bruised her ribs and stomach time and time again, 
yelling at her to cry out, to move, to try and get away, and when she did he’d only laugh 
sinisterly and hit her harder. 
	“Oh, little Ginny, my little Ginny, you are such a good pet.” He grinned, slipping 
to his knees. “Now your mine. I will own you Ginny. I’ve taken your virginity, I’ve taken 
your mind and your will, now I will mark you and someday…someday Ginny…I will take your 
soul.” He hissed into her ear as he slid down, his knees landing on the cold ground. He 
yanked her shirt up and tucked it over her head, laughing at her humiliation. “Stupid 
little girl. And all you wanted was a friend.” He laughed louder and brought the metal 
scrap down, the blade digging into her soft peach flesh, her scream echoing through the 
Chamber, only to be silenced by the thick walls around them.


*present*


	“He laughed the entire time.” She said quietly as Draco traced his fingers 
over the long mark, ending at the belly button, his finger brushing against it briefly before 
she yanked her gown back down. “He didn’t give a damn about me. He pretended to be my friend, 
and then he did this. Over and over again, he never stopped. He cut me sixteen times before 
Harry came to get me.” she moved towards Draco, her eyes shimmering. “Sixteen! Do you know 
how long it takes to cut someone even once??” she cried out. “I thought that thinking of 
something else would help, but he never let me forget, he never let my mind wonder. He 
made me pay attention to him and if I even looked away, he’d hit me so hard, I’d see sparks 
in my eyes for half an hour!”
	Draco’s own eyes started to tear, his emotions flaring out of the control he’d 
had before as the images came flying to his head. He was sure none of them were even close the 
the pain she’d suffered, but they were enough to wrench his heart.
	His hands moved back up and he grabbed her suddenly, pulling her into his embrace. 
“I’m sorry…” he whispered. “If I’d know…” he left it open, his words crackling in his throat as 
he tried to get them out.
	Ginny’s breathing increased as he held her, her emotions coming back to her as well, 
her eyes watering under the pressure. Her arms shot out suddenly and grabbed onto his back, 
hugging herself to him, her face pressing into his chest as she cried. And as she cried she 
could have sworn she heard him as well, small soft noises escaping his throat as he cried 
with her, her pain no longer ignored or forgotten.


*past*


	She grunted as Tom slapped her across her head again, the pain dulling down to near 
nothing now. “You think you’re going to win, just because your precious little Harry is 
coming to save you? Think again you little bitch! Once I’m through with him, I’m going to 
have more fun with you. Who knows maybe I’ll keep you forever.” He laughed as she winced at the 
though, then his head snapped up. “Ah, our guest comes this way!” he laughed again and 
pushed her, his hand gripping tightly against one of her arms, bruising through the robes he’d 
placed on her earlier. 
	Moving to the center of the Chamber, he pushed her roughly, throwing her to the 
ground, her head knocking against the freezing ground, pain lacing behind her eyes. He 
chuckled and moved past her, kicking her once in the head as her vision swirled and grew dark, 
then faded to black.



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