Fan Fiction ❯ Jordan Potter ❯ Chapter 3

Daimion winced as he sat down for breakfast later that morning, pain shooting through his body. Everything below his waist was nearly numb, making it hard for him to walk, sit or really do anything properly. He looked across his table, and the room, to see Jordan sitting with his house, laughing and totally unaware of what had happened to his Slytherin desire. Beside him sat Kalin, who was acting as if nothing had happened that morning.

"Hey Daimion, you ok?" someone asked. Daimion nodded a little and turned his attention to his food. He wasn't very hungry anymore. What Kalin had done to him felt like he no longer had insides. Just picking himself up off the floor had resulted in tearing himself even more. The walk to the bathroom had been a painful one. Blood had been running down his thighs by the time he entered the tiled room. When the water hit his skin he cried out in pain, thankful he had casted a silencing spell on the room. How no one had heard his screams that morning was a mystery, but Daimion suspected that Kalin had casted a silencing spell on the area around them.

Jordan looked up from his food to glance over at Daimion. He frowned some, seeing the other boy sitting as if someone had kicked his ass with a hot metal boot. Looking over to Kalin he gently nudged his friend.

"Hey Kal…what's wrong with Daimion?" he asked, obviously concerned for his dream boy. Kalin shrugged.

"I have no clue, and frankly I don't care. He's a jerk for what he did to you and what ever happened to him, he deserved it," Kalin said simply and turned back to his food. Jordan chewed his lip, still watching Daimion. I should go see if something's wrong…he thought as he stood up. Kalin looked at him funny but shrugged it off and kept eating. As he walked Jordan considered the fact that maybe Daimion had gotten himself a new lover… someone in his house who wouldn't let anyone know that they were together. His heart fell at the though of this and he turned away, walking from the Great Hall and towards the bathrooms.

Daimion looked up when he noticed Jordan walking over to him. I…I can tell him what happened. He figured. He'd listen to me…he'd understand But when he saw the dark haired boy turn and walk from the hall he sighed. He had never noticed the way Jordan's face fell while he was walking and only thought that maybe the boy really had given up on him. I have to talk to him He thought angrily and got to his feet, fighting back a whimper of pain the sudden movement caused. He never saw Kalin's eyes follow him from the room, he was concentrating on finding Jordan. Surely the boy would listen to him.

Kalin jumped from his seat and moved quickly after Daimion. The blonde boy was his now. He had marked him this morning. There was no way he was going to let Daimion get to Jordan. Daimion would tell Jordan what he had done that morning, and knowing Jordan, he would believe everything Malfoy said. Kalin wasn't going to let that happen and he broke into a sprint, chasing after the long haired boy.

"Hey Malfoy!" he yelled as he came up behind the Slytherin. Daimion froze and couldn't bring himself to look over his shoulder. He knew it was Kalin, he would never forget the older boys voice.

"You know better than to chase after him…pet," Kalin sneered and put his arms around Daimion's slender waist. Daimion clenched his eyes closed, body tense from the feeling. Hiding beneath Kalin's robes was the one weapon he was afraid of. The one he fell to only hours ago.

"Please…" he begged softly. "I wasn't going to talk to him…please don't punish me…" Tears of humiliation and fear slid down Daimion's cheeks as Kalin reached down and grabbed his limp member through his robes. There was no talking his way out of things when it came to Kalin, he knew that now. Ever so slowly the older boy massaged his length, bringing him to a full erection, as well as making himself hard. Kalin smirked against Daimion's soft skin and dragged him into a empty classroom. He sat down in one of the teachers chairs.

"Pants down and over my knees!" he barked. "You've been a bad pet!" Daimion quickly dropped his pants and laid himself over Kalin's knees. He cried out as each open handed slap burned through his already abused body. Kalin wouldn't stop until Daimion was begging him to stop, and the older boy knew that making Daimion beg wouldn't take very long. In a matter of moments the blonde was sobbing in pain and laying at Kalin's feet.

"Next time I won't be so easy on you," Kalin growled. "If you dare tell anyone what I did to you I'll make sure you won't be so lucky next time." He kicked the smaller boy hard in the ribs before walking out of the classroom, leaving Daimion laying on the floor, sobbing in pain.

Jordan blinked as he walked past what he thought was a empty classroom. He could hear sobbing inside. Not just any type of sobbing though, pain filled cries. Quickly he pushed open the door and peered around the room. What he saw made his stomach leap and tears come to his eyes. Laying on the floor was his beloved Daimion, bleeding and half naked. Jumping the desk in front of him Jordan rushed to Daimion's side and gently gathered the boy into his arms.

"Daimion? What happened to you?" he asked softly and brushed aside Daimion's bangs. The blonde could only stare at him, turquoise eyes filled with tears. In one word he summed up all of Jordan's fears.

"Rape…."

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Hmmm….Jordan knows what's happened to his lover now, but will Daimion go against Kalin's orders and tell Jordan what's happened to him? Oh will he simply tear himself from his angels arms and push this horrible things into some place in his mind? Review and read on to find out!