Harry's POV
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"Now get out of here, whore." Cedric spat, shoving me off the bed.

Tears ran down my face as I scrambled to get my clothes, putting them on quickly. It was difficult to do with my broken wrist, so he hit me again to hurry me up. "Hurry up!"

I quickly got my wand out, casting a spell on his to see if there were any spells that make him act this way.

Nothing.

He was doing this out of his own free will.

"What?" He hissed. "You think that there's hope I'm under imperio?" He smiled. "I'm not. I'm just using you, you whore."

He pushed me against the wall, giving me a hard kiss. "From now on, you're my bitch. Tell anyone about me fucking you, and I'll kill that little whore offspring inside of you." He hissed, punching me in the stomach.

I cried out and scrambled out of his room, terrified