Summary: It was at night, when the world was still and quiet and pitch black, that the memories came. Unwanted, unwelcome, unrelenting. And she was the only thing that could make them go away.
Rating/Warnings: Mentions of canon torture, possible dub-con
Word Count: 351
Author's Note: Written for the Porn Battle XV (The Ides of Porn) on dreamwidth, based on the prompts hate, night, terror, quiet
The boys would give her looks of pity, stumble over words that were meant to sound encouraging but did no such thing. Pansy never even tried.
Kristine | Puff