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The Day I Did Snape-Complete!	By : Koolgirl18 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Ginny Views: 47180 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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This chapter contains intense non consensual sex. If you don’t want to see Ginny battered horribly then I suggest you skip this chapter and wait an extra week for a lighter chapter.

The day of Ginny’s initiation was very dark and gloomy. The snow from the sky wasn’t fluffy specks, but instead sharp bits of ice and slush.

Ginny threw up three times, even after taking her morning sickness potion.

She couldn’t even bring herself to go to breakfast. She didn’t have the stomach to deal with the two bitches downstairs.

After lunch, the same sad house elf that greeted her when she first showed up at the Manor delivered a piece of parchment to her.

She opened it and held back the tears that started to burn in her eyes when she recognized the spiky handwriting.

I will be picking you up at 10pm tonight.

Don’t put on any clothing. I’ll have a robe for you when I do show up.

Ginny traced the writing with her fingers. Now she knew how the girls in her dorm felt when they were rejected by a boy after dating them. Even though she knew she had

Lucius’ support it still hurt. She felt pathetic.

Sighing, Ginny went to lie on the bed to take a much needed nap.

Ginny awoke at 9:45pm. Her nerves really started to play with her while she unbuttoned her robes. When all of her clothing was finally on the floor, she sat on the bed with her hand on her bulging belly.

The magic soothed her tension away and replaced it with indifference. She didn’t quite know why she reacted the way she did but allowed the feelings to flow through her being.

Punctual as ever, Snape swept into Ginny’s room without even knocking. He looked at her naked form with disinterested eyes before handing her the robe.

She slipped it on and looked down on the ground waiting for his next command.

“When we make it to the Dark Lord, keep your head down until he calls you. Don’t show any reaction to his appearance. I’ll warn you right now. It’s horrid. When you’re talking to him, always refer to him as ‘my lord’. As for the right things to say to him … just pretend you are your older brother Percy and you shouldn’t go wrong,” Snape said everything as if he were lecturing in the classroom.

All Ginny could do was nod her head. She swallowed hard to fight the sick feeling returning to her stomach.

Snape held out a hand to her. She grabbed it and allowed herself to be carried to the Dark Lord.

They arrived in the heart of a forest that was somehow more sinister than the Forbidden Forest.

Their walk was silent. As they got closer, Ginny felt her stomach fill with dread. She wanted to run back to her bedroom at the Burrow and hide underneath the covers.

Her dad would comfort her and tell her that the bad men wouldn’t get her because they weren’t real. The reality that they were as real as could be was not a comforting thought for Ginny.

They were suddenly in front of a large cave and Ginny was forced to snap out of her fear. Snape led her inside. Ginny tried to push away the feeling of helplessness as they went further into the darkness.

They finally arrived in a big room, filled with hundreds of Death Eaters. All of them wore their masks and turned to watch Ginny and Snape walk toward the Dark Lord. Some hissed and other threw out vulgar statements of what they wanted to do to her.

Ginny managed to keep her face blank the whole time, not even flinching when some of the Death Eaters thought it was funny to take out their cocks and stroke them vulgarly in front of her.

They both finally made it to the front of the room. Ginny remembered Snape’s advice and kept her head down. She only caught a glimpse of Voldemort—no the Dark Lord she thought bitterly.

“Ah, finally, the new member I have been looking forward to seeing,”

Ginny was surprised at how normal he sounded. She always thought he would sound like an evil creature that was neither man nor animal. But instead, he voice was very soothing and deep.

She could see how he could still recruit new people even if he was horrid looking like Snape told her. She didn’t dare let her curiosity get the best of her and look up to get a glance. Curiosity did kill the cat after all.

“Yes my Lord. Ginevra has been very excited to become one of your followers. She will serve you in whatever way she can,” Snape said bowing in front of the large throne in the middle of the room.

“I will admit Severus that you have trained her very well,” Voldemort said with a slight sneer in his voice.

“Only the best for you my Lord,” Snape said.

Ginny found that she didn’t like a humble Snape. She loved when he was an asshole, it made for more interesting conversations and more passionate love making when he wasn’t being too stubborn.

“Come to me Ginevra,” Voldemort said, almost kindly.

Ginny kept her head down and walked to where Snape kneeled. She followed his lead and kneeled beside him.

“Hmm … yes very well trained indeed,” Voldemort said so that Ginny could only hear.

“Yes my Lord,” Ginny said quietly.

She realized he didn’t smell bad either like she thought he would. He smelled like peppermints and cinnamon. It was actually quite nice.

Ginny felt his cold finger lift her chin up to finally face him. Outwardly, she didn’t flinch at his appearance but inwardly she shuddered.

His appearance was as horrid as Snape said it would be. His skin was so pale, it was almost white.

His eyes were blacker than the deepest pits of hell. He had no nose and his lips were nonexistent. He gave her a creepy smile and began to shift through her thoughts.

Even with the brutal way he tore into her mind, Ginny managed to do what Snape taught her. She fed Voldemort images he wanted to see.

She didn’t know how long they stood there staring at each other, but Voldemort finally pulled away, smirking with satisfaction.

“Ah yes that’s where I remember you from. We did become good friends in my diary didn’t we?” he asked with a sneer.

“I fell in love with you that very moment my lord. It was then that I knew I couldn’t serve anyone but you,” Ginny lied fighting the urge to take it all back.

Voldemort cackled, squeezing Ginny’s face roughly.

“Yes, I do tend to have that effect on women,” he said giving a genuine smile.

Ginny fought the urge to shudder.

“It is my understanding that you’re pregnant with the Snape heirs?” he asked moving on to a different topic.

“Yes my Lord, you are right, as always. If I may be so bold to show you what my pregnancy has done for me?” Ginny asked putting her head down submissively.

“You have me curious now. Severus has told me a lot about your extra magic but I find myself unable to believe his claims. You have permission to show me,” Voldemort said.

Ginny hesitated for a moment before grabbing one of his cold hands and placing it on her belly. She felt the extra magic crackle from her belly and flow into his body.

Voldemort was in awe at first but then began to cackle loudly when he began to glow.

His hand, which had been cold at first, began to warm up and feel like a real human hand.

His skin had a little color added to it. Ginny was curious to know why Voldemort reacted the way he did to her magic but didn’t have time to ponder when Voldemort finally began to speak again.

“Perfect—I can’t have this kind of magic going away because of my follower’s lust for a new recruit,” he said, pushing her back to the ground so she would kneel next to Snape.

He waved a hand over Ginny. She felt a protective cushion go around her children which she was very thankful for.

Voldemort stood and walked down toward the middle of the room with a slight spring to his step. Ginny hoped that the display would ultimately mean good things for her.

“Ginevra Weasley has proven to me that she would be a perfect addition to this cause. One can never have too many spies or too much extra magic. Yet, she still has one last test to pass before she can take the mark,” Voldemort said with glee.

Ginny broke out into a cold sweat. No matter how much time she spent mentally preparing herself for the situation, she still became nervous and scared at the reality.

“It is nights like tonight where I reward my most loyal followers. Severus, you know where to take our lucky Miss Weasley,”

Snape grabbed Ginny roughly and led her down a long and step stone stair way into a pit.

The spot on the ground was simple. It was round and stone with candles decorating the outer edge. The air was cold and it smelled moldy.

Ginny remembered his instructions from the training and took off her robes. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth at the catcalls she heard from some of the men and laid down on the cold, hard ground to accept her fate. She already heard wet sounds hitting the ground around her and cringed at what the horrid liquid could possibly be.

“Well done Severus. I would let you be the first to initiate our beautiful new member but I find it unnecessary since you get to have her anytime you want,”

“Of course my Lord,” Snape murmured moving away from the sacrificial circle.

“Carrow! You’ve been a good fellow lately. I am very pleased with the way you’ve handled the attacks on the muggle homes. You get to taste her first,” Voldemort said going over to his throne to watch the show.

Ginny watched one Death Eater practically run from the crowd jet down the stairs. Ginny suddenly felt as if she were having an out of body experience. It was so surreal.

As the Death Eater stripped off his robes and mask, Ginny remembered something that Snape had told her after she broke down in the middle of his rape.

They feed off of fear Miss Weasley. Never let them sense your fear

She looked at Carrow. He was a thin and ugly man with a sharp face, pointy teeth and a very erect, but small cock. He grinned evilly at her and fell to his knees. He pushed her thighs apart roughly and slammed his cock into her body without ceremony.

“I’ve always dreamed of fucking the Weasley daughter,” he said, his voice high and almost painful to listen to.

Ginny didn’t say anything and forced herself to keep her eyes open as Snape told her too.

It was easier said than done. Carrow was a very ugly man. His breath was horrid and he began to sweat after thirty seconds making her body wet with it. It was gross.

His thrust became particularly painful because she had failed to find a way to become wet for him. Ginny closed her eyes and thought about Lucius. She gave a smug smile as her body began to wet itself instantly at the thought.

“Oh fuck! You like that don’t you,” he asked, picking up this thrust. Ginny resisted the urge roll her eyes. She barely felt his cock moving inside of her. He didn’t seem to notice because he came with a shudder and fell on top of her.

The Death Eaters called out in a roar of thunderous noise at the sight. She felt the liquid falling on the ground and felt brave enough to look at it closely from where she laid. It was white, wet, and sticky. She realized it was semen and tried not to vomit on Carrow at the sight.

“A good show … short, but good,” Voldemort said sarcastically.

Carrow didn’t seem offended by the remark and rolled off of Ginny’s body with a satisfied smirk.

“Lestrange, you have also been doing very well for your master. I would like for you to go next,”

The second Death Eater had more dignity than Carrow did. He merely walked down the

stairs to where Ginny laid. He took off his mask and unbuttoned his robes without a care in the world.

Ginny admitted to herself that the man was very handsome. His hair was pitch black and his body well shaped, probably from years of exercise. His eyes were a beautiful shade of blue. And his cock was much bigger than Carrow’s.

“On your knees,” he commanded coldly, stroking himself with his thin fingers.

Ginny got on her knees and was forced to look up into the sea of Death Eaters, staring at her through their masks.

Lestrange spread her ass cheeks wide and pushed his cock deep into her puckered hole.

Ginny let out a scream of pain at the contact. There was nothing pleasurable about what he was doing to her. She felt as if her muscles were ripping apart.

She realized she was bleeding when she felt a liquid dribbling from where his cock was ripping her apart. The Death Eaters cheered like crazy at the sight of blood.

Break her open! Show her what it’s like to have a real man!

Ginny did everything she could to take her mind off of the blinding pain but couldn’t even use another fantasy to aid her. Instead, she bit her lips and scratched the stone floor with her fingers as Lestrange got deeper and rougher with his thrust.

“Take my cock you little slut,” Lestrange said maliciously gripping her hips so hard that they bruised.

He smacked her ass hard, making Ginny scream out in agony. She wanted him to be done! Each stroke felt like a knife was cutting into her rectum. It felt like an eternity before Lestrange came with shudder.

He gave her ass one last smack before pulling away from her.

“You always did have a way with the ladies Lestrange. She must have been enamored with your handsome face,” Voldemort said with obvious pleasure in his voice. He looked around at the crowd of Death Eaters again in deep thought.

“Who else has pleased me lately? Karkaroff, you have given me many useful new recruits from Durmstrang. You get to play with our new toy next,”

A very tall and thin Death Eater walked away from the crowd and made his way down the stairs. He wasn’t handsome but he was striking. He wore a goatee and looked down at Ginny with an evil sneer as he undressed.

Ginny was dizzy from pain and loss of blood. She could hear the cheers and shouts from the Death Eaters but it was all muffled. She was trying to keep her head on straight for the next person.

Ginny needed to feel in control of the situation once more.

“How do you want me?” she asked looking over her shoulder.

Karkaroff back handed her, causing her to fall on her back roughly from the blow.

“On your back bitch,” he said with a rough accent.

Ginny opened her legs without protest. Her entire lower regain was already swollen and battered. She prayed to god Karkaroff chose to fuck her pussy instead of trying her ass out once more.

He grabbed a fist full of Ginny’s hair before plunging deep into her core. Ginny let out a deep moan of pain and relief. She looked into Karkaroff’s eyes with determination and moved her hips into his. She would be damned if she let him call her a bitch and win.

The thrust became harder and rougher. She felt as if he were splitting her body into two.

It burned harshly but she still had a mixture of pain and pleasure flowing through her body. Ginny was disgusted with herself as she was every time she got any type of pleasure from her rapes. She didn’t want to be climbing for her orgasm. She didn’t want to be shouting like a seagull every time her rapist did something to her.

But she also knew that showing her fear and disgust would fuel what most Death Eaters and Voldemort loved the most.

So instead of holding back, she let herself go. Even then, she felt more pain then pleasure with the brutal rape.

Death Eaters egged him on; shouting things that Ginny didn’t know was possible for a man and woman to do. Karkaroff’s eyes were dark and violent. He loved to have her hair in his hands and pulled at her hair every chance he had.

Ginny worked hard to make her mind go somewhere else. She thought about Snape and how he had bent her over the couch with her hair in his hands. His body had felt amazing.

Ginny’s pussy hugged Karkaroff’s body and became wet once again. The dark man above her groaned as she came a few seconds later. It was painful and completely unfulfilling. Yet, it gave her the desired result.

“So tight,” he managed to get out before shooting deep into her womb.

He gave Ginny’s hair once last pull before leaving her.

“Beautiful work as always Karkaroff,” Voldemort said folding his hands in his lap. Even though the Death Eaters hadn’t stopped shouting, the noise level did quiet down.

Ginny stared at the ceiling as Voldemort studied her thoughtfully. He really wanted to test her limits. He wanted to see how far he could push her before she was broken.

Almost every other woman that had been in her place before had begged to be killed when Lestrange had finished with them.

He glanced over the sea of eager Death Eaters. One with dark hair stood out to him. He remembered the favor a lowly Death Eater asked him. Voldemort smiled evilly. He could gain a favor from the man while playing with the red head’s mentality.

“Sebastian Snape, I believe you begged me to let you participate in this initiation. You can go enjoy our fuck toy next,” he said gleefully.

He looked up at Ginny again and was surprised to see her continue to stare at the ceiling.

He watched as Sebastian smirked at Severus.

Severus’ outward appearance didn’t change but the spark in his eyes was enough for Voldemort to know that the man did not this new development.

Sebastian Snape was walking on thin ground with the dark man. Even Voldemort knew better then to push Snape’s buttons and couldn’t wait to see what happened when the older brother messed with the younger brother’s territory.

Ginny registered what Voldemort said and felt her stomach start to crawl with disgust.

She never liked Sebastian. He was a creepy slime who seemed to believe that looking better then his younger brother meant he could have whoever he wanted.

Well Ginny refused to cower away from him. He could stick his cock in her and maybe even make her cum, but she would never be his.

Sebastian took off his clothing and kneeled between her legs.

“So we finally meet Ginevra, after two weeks of teasing me,” he said with a cocky smile.

“I find it sad that they only way you could get me to fuck you was to beg our Lord to let you,” Ginny said icily.

Sebastian narrowed his eyes and backhanded her against her cheek.

Ginny saw bright lights in front of her eyes as Sebastian mounted her and began to fuck her in the ass.

Her whole body burned with hot, unbearable pain once again. The only thing keeping her sane was keeping her mind on something else.

It was in that moment that Ginny forgave Snape for everything he did to her. Had Snape not trained her, she would have never been the same again. Draco had been right; Snape had been very easy on her. It was only pure will and training that stopped her from begging for Voldemort to kill her.

Sebastian bit at Ginny neck so hard she began to bleed. Ginny let out a hiss of pain and felt her first tears spill out her eyes but she refused to break.

“Is that the best you can do? Your brother always managed to make me cum even when he did bite me,” Ginny sneered through her tears.

Sebastian smacked her again making Ginny black out for a few seconds. He fucked her harder, biting and hitting every place he could find on her. Each blow was more painful then the next, but she couldn’t help but throw a smartass comment here and there for him to take.

It felt like forever, but Sebastian came inside of her with a loud grunt and a painful tug with her hair.

“I don’t see why I pined after you the way I did. You’re not even as tight as I thought you would be,” he said coldly standing.

“Maybe because you’re brother’s cock is bigger and thicker than yours will ever be,” Ginny taunted back.

Sebastian looked intent on giving Ginny more physical harm but was stopped when

Voldemort flicked his hand lazily to restrain him.

“You have already gotten more than the men before you Sebastian. Time to give another man a turn,” Voldemort said in a bored tone.

Sebastian picked up his robes and turned to her with narrowed eyes.

“This isn’t over you conceited bitch. I’ll get you back,” he promised before walking down the steps.

“Lucius, you have pleased me immensely lately. Please, enjoy Ginevra,” Voldemort said after a few moments of thoughts.

Ginny tried not to let her relief show. He was what she needed.

Lucius walked to Ginny with a bored expression on his face.

He stripped his robes and kneeled over Ginny. His expression was blank but she knew how he really felt about her. She gave a slight nod to say that she was ready.

Lucius had been bigger than the four men before her so when he pushed his way inside of her pussy, she let out a hiss of pain.

“I’m sorry Ginevra,” he whispered into her ear before moving inside of her.

The strokes were fast, yet intense. Lucius was intent on giving her pleasure through the pain. Ginny felt his cock reaching to her G spot and she couldn’t help but moan out in the molten pleasure she got from his insistence.

She didn’t care that a bunch of Death Eaters were yelling vulgar things to her. All she wanted to do was reach her peak with Lucius.

She let the cries of pleasure ring in the cave, no longer mindful that she had an audience. Lucius was talented enough to make a woman forget.

It didn’t take long for her to finally orgasm rigidly on Lucius’ cock. She let out a hoarse scream before collapsing into a boneless mass on the ground covered with semen and blood.

He didn’t last much longer, coming right after she finished.

Lucius stood and pulled away from her without another glance but it didn’t hurt her.

Ginny wasn’t insulted—she knew that they would have their intimate moment later when he would bring her back to the Manor.

Ginny was tired and sore. She didn’t know if she would even be able to walk when Voldemort finally satisfied his sadistic humor in seeing her get fucked by his many Death Eaters.

“As always Lucius, you make initiation quite entertaining,” Voldemort said with a chuckle.

The Death Eaters all cheered in agreement. She could hear them all patting Lucius on the back for a job well done.

‘When will this be over?’ thought Ginny trying to breathe through the pain.

“Ah yes Remus, I almost forgot all about you. This is your first meeting and I want you to feel as much a part of the group as everyone else. Please, enjoy Ginevra,”

Ginny wanted to throw up when she heard Remus come from Voldemort’s thin lips.

When did Remus join the Death Eaters?

She closed her eyes and allowed the tears to fall from beneath her eye lids without restraint. It was hard enough fucking people you didn’t know, enemies and even lovers.

But to make a kind man like Remus fuck her brutally was a low blow—even for Voldemort.

Remus quietly made his way to Ginny. He didn’t even look at her body as he undressed himself for everyone to see.

Ginny gave him a small, discreet simile when he kneeled on his knees. He didn’t smile back. Ginny didn’t blame him. One couldn’t be too careful with the Dark Lord around.

He turned her roughly so that she was on her hands and knees again. He grabbed a handful of hair, making her back arch painfully.

“I’m so sorry,” he whispered faintly in her ear.

Ginny had already forgiven him before the apology. Remus slammed into her ass roughly.

Ginny screeched as Remus pounded mercilessly into her body. He was the most ruthless one out of all the men she had (and that was saying a lot). His super natural werewolf strength made each thrust more painful than the last.

His cock was almost as thick as Snape’s she was sure, but she couldn’t be certain since her ass was close to being swollen shut.

The one mercy she got from him was a fast climax. He pulled away roughly and left her kneeling without a word.

“I think that’s quite enough for the night. Come to my throne Miss Weasley. Severus, help her,” Voldemort said sounding bored.

Ginny wanted to cry tears of relief that it was finally over but she knew she needed to say strong.

Before Snape could reach her, she stood shakily. She walked toward the stairs and almost screamed out in agony. She burned everywhere.

She felt the Death Eater’s semen run down her thighs and make a small puddle on the floor. She didn’t care. She wanted to get her Dark Mark and sleep.

When Snape made it to her, he was very gentle in handling her body. They slowly made their way to the Dark Lord’s throne. Ginny tried to breathe through the pain and completely ignored the vulgar calls of the Death Eaters.

Finally, Ginny was forced to kneel down in front of Lord Voldemort once again. Her knees were numb and she knew they were bleeding heavily from the stone floor.

“Do you promise to be loyal and serve your lord for the rest of your life?” Voldemort asked.

“Yes my Lord. Forever and always,” Ginny said hoarsely.

“Give me your arm,”

Ginny stretched out her arm. She felt the tip of his wand bite into her skin. He whispered a complex spell. Ginny’s arm went numb before she felt a raw burn in her flesh. She whimpered in pain but kept her arm in place.

She didn’t know how long her flesh burned but she could smell it. She wanted to throw up at the sour smell but put her free hand over her mouth to stop.

The mind numbing pain finally stopped. When Voldemort let go of her arm, she felt a dull throbbing. She looked down at the black tattoo, a skull with a large snake making itself home.

She felt as if she were looking at someone else’s arm, not her own. Ginny was officially a Death Eater.

She suddenly felt empty inside.

“Your duties are to spy on Potter. You will also be given the title of being your lord’s new mistress,”

Ginny shuddered. He was so ugly, but she figured if she could take Carrow then Voldemort couldn’t be much worse.

“I am not worthy to serve you my lord,” Ginny murmured.

“But my Lord! I thought that was my job,” a female called from the large crowd of Death Eaters.

Voldemort let out a sigh and pointed his wand at the woman.

“Crucio—really Bella, I need a stronger woman to attend to my needs. Ginevra has taken my most brutal Death Eaters and managed to still walk to me. You can’t take me anymore,”

Voldemort held the curse for quite a while before letting the screeching woman up from it.

“Look at me Ginevra,”

Ginny looked up into his eyes through her puffy brown ones.

He ran a finger down her cheek and stared at her, yet he wasn’t sifting through her thoughts.

“I will be calling for you soon,” he said quietly so only she could hear.

“Yes my lord,”

“Go home, I’m sure you’re tired and you need to heal from tonight. I expect you to be ready to attend to me in three days,”

“But my Lord, if I may be so bold to point out that I will not be able to come here all the time once I return to Hogwarts. The old fool will start to get suspicious,” Ginny said trembling despite not wanting to.

“Then bring your schedule when you come next time and I will only call you when you won’t be missed,” he said drawing his hands away from her face.

“Yes my lord,” Ginny said submissively.

“You are all dismissed. Leave. Now.”

Ginny felt Snape grab her arm and help her up. Instead of letting her walk, he carried her out the cave. Each step caused a sharp and jarring pain to go through Ginny’s body.

“Severus, wait! Let me bring her back to Malfoy Manor. I will be able to care for her adequately,” Lucius said running to catch up with Snape’s long strides.

“Yes, in more ways than one I’ve noticed,” Snape said bitterly.

“Look, Ginny needs to feel loved right now. If you can’t pull your head out of your arse tonight and show her some affection then she shouldn’t go with you,” Lucius said through gritted teeth.

“And you think you can show her love? You don’t even show that to your wife,” Snape said with a snort.

“Leave my marriage out of this. Ginevra feels loved in my arms. I want her to have that when she’s no longer shell shocked by this whole night. I know you won’t give it to her,”

Ginny listened to the whole conversation in a half conscious state. She really wanted to go with Lucius but she loved how Snape fought for her.

“I have what she needs at Snape Manor. Did you forget that I’m a potion’s master?” he asked insulted.

“You treat her like she’s nothing more than a whore. Even though you give her physical health, I know you will fail miserably at giving her the emotional healing that she needs And besides, your brother wants to get her back for the things she said when he was raping her. You can’t protect her in a home full of people who hate her,” Lucius pointed out.

Snape fell silent for a long time before shifting Ginny and passing her into Lucius’ arms.

“I’ll be over tonight to bring her some healing potions,” he said quietly.

Lucius nodded and turned to leave before Snape stopped him.

“Take care of her … despite my treatment of her, she still means a lot to me,” he said quietly.

Lucius looked at Snape with a bit of surprise at the confession before nodding and disappearing with a pop.

he still means a lot to me,” he said quietly.

Lucius looked at Snape with a bit of surprise at the confession before nodding and disappearing with a pop.
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