~!WARNING!~

Contains mentions of attempted rape. Please don't read if this will make you feel uncomfortable.

The sound of the camera going off was the only sound to be heard in the abandoned classroom I was currently sitting half naked in. I'd stopped struggling after they threatened to gag me. They'd already bound my wrists, so if I could keep at least one defence mechanism, I was going to fight for it, which apparently meant not fighting. The four boys giggled like children all crowding around the smartphones screen and looking at me then back to the phone then to me again. They wore dirty grins on their faces, horrid, predatory eyes and a stupidly smug look on each of their dumb-ass faces.

If you haven't figured it out yet, I'm about to have four of my classmates attempt to rape me. You might ask why I'm not freaking out and flailing around like a schoolgirl should, but that'll come up later.

One of the boys, the strongest looking one, began to move toward me, while to others, who were all scrawny as 18-year-olds could be, stood watching. One of them, I noticed, held an unreasonably long rope in their hand. The boy who stood in the middle, the tallest and obviously the leader of this whole fiasco, smirked and spoke.

"Now remember, (Name), if you even try to struggle, this picture will go all over the internet. You'll never be able to face your family or friends ever again." Ha said, holding his phone up to my face so I could see the image of myself. I looked helpless, propped against the wall near the teachers desk, my t-shirt was long discarded and I was left sitting, freezing in my black, lacy bra (it was the only one not in the wash ok?) and the dark green school skirt with white trim. I honestly don't know where my next words came from, but next thing I knew they were spilling out of my mouth.

"I don't know how you think that will work." They looked at me bewildered. "If you post that, everyone's just going to pity me, but you'll be the ones going to jail. I'd say 5 years at least. No one will hire you, because what kind of psychopath hires a rapist." The ringleaders face turned red in anger.

SLAP

My cheek stung from the blow. Tears began to form in the corners of my eyes, all of my bravery fell away like it took a swan dive off a cliff. I was too shocked to move, I sat completely frozen, not even my tears moved. I felt one of them, I'm not sure which, grab my shoulder and without thinking, let out an ear-splitting scream. The hand snapped back, obviously not expecting that. I only stopped when I heard a door smash open. All heads in the room snapped over to the new sound.

Mr. Ackerman stood in the doorway, assessing the situation within an instant and seemingly flying across the room, punching the kid closest to him square in the jaw. The strong kid, the ringleader and the remaining kid all moved to attack, but in a few seconds, were left laying on the floor. It was a bit of a blur, but I think what happened was Strong Kid tried to get him from behind so Mr. Ackerman swung around and kneed him in the stomach, the smaller kid tried to get him by throwing a punch, but he was hit with an uppercut, the sound of his teeth cracking together, while the Leader went for the knees, he jumped and kicked him in the chest. If I wasn't in the state I was in, I would have defiantly been applauding or something.

I vaguely saw Mr. Ackerman tying them up with the rope the first kid had been holding, but I was still in a state of shock. I heard footsteps walking toward me and saw a slender frame crouch down before me. A hand reached out and I flinched away. The hand immediately stopped and the body stood up and walked over to the tied up boys, kicking them in the head a bit and screaming obscenities.

"Levi?! What's happening? I heard screaming and- Oh my god. (Name) are you all right?" Hange, our science teacher, ran over to me but even though my brain was recognising people, my body would still push them away. Levi, who was finishing up the abuse of the four boys, turned over to the two of us.

"Hange, clean up this mess, call the police, just get these lowlife pieces of shit out of here."

Hange didn't answer, they just grabbed the ankle of two of them and dragged the tied up group out.

Mr. Ackerman sighed and turned back to me, but instead of reaching out for me again, he sat down about three meters away with his legs crossed. I was shivering, which must have been really obvious, as he stood up and slowly approached me, taking his suit jacket off and very gently dropping it around my shoulders before walking back and sitting how and where he was before.

We sat in silence for a good couple of minutes before I finally moved. Mr. Ackerman noticed, of corse, and looked up to see what I was doing. What he saw was my arms weakly stretched out in front of me, still bound from earlier. I could barely look at him, let alone speak, so I was thankful he got the gist of it from just that. He moved, very slowly, towards me, like approaching a startled animal, before looking me in the eyes and reaching out for my wrists. He undid the knot, which thankfully wasn't all that well tied, before moving back a little to give me more breathing room. We sat in silence for a few more moments, before I finally spoke up.

"Thank you."

My voice was lower than a whisper, but Mr. Ackerman has always had impeccable hearing and heard it anyway.

"No need to thank me, I'm just glad you're... unharmed." He said back. I knew what he paused for. Not hurt. I'm thankful he didn't use that term. I was still shaking but managed to tear my eyes from the floor to look at him. I don't know how a person reacts to this situation, but somehow I only wanted one thing. I continued to stare at him, trying desperately to get my message across, and somehow, he understood.

Levi stayed where he was, but his expression turned softer than I'd ever seen it before, and he held his arms out wide, inviting me into them. All my tears started flowing at once, and I moved quickly into his arms, so quickly that I just about knocked him over. He instantly hugged me close as I buried myself into his chest, bawling my eyes out.

"It's alright. It'll be ok. Those brats are going to get whats coming to them, don't you worry about that. It'll be ok. Shhh-shh-shh. You'll be alright. You're safe now, you're safe."

We sat like that, me crying and him comforting me, for the next half an hour until the police finally arrived. They went to Hange's office first, retrieving the still knocked out boys and then continued to where they found us. I was half asleep, purely from exhausting myself through crying, and Mr. Ackerman was still holding me. He gave them his statement and they tried to get mine, but I got all panicked again and Mr. Ackerman had to calm me back down.

Time passed and 6 months later, I graduated High School. I still had some issues with trusting men, but everyone was pretty supportive, which I was thankful for. Mr. Ackerman was still one of the only people I trusted. I didn't see him for a year or so after that but when I did... well, that's a story for another time.

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A/N: edit 30/08/18

Hi guys,

I'm sorry to do this to anyone who was hoping for more of this story, but the chapter that is up is the only one I plan on writing.

I wrote this a few years ago, and while I liked it then, I've come to realise more about the fact that the relationship wasn't healthy or morally correct. Adults should not be dating children, its called paedophilia for a reason. To be honest, I still enjoy rereading this story every now and again, so I won't take it down, but I also can't bring myself to write any more of it. I know it's a bit of a double standard, but this is fic-land and if you've ever written a fic like this one and come to regret it you might know what I mean.

Thank you for understanding and I hope you continue to enjoy my works.

Have a lovely day and best wishes xx

(This note is also added to the final chapter of the Snape x Huff!Student!Reader story)