Teddy frowned as he listened to her. She had been raped. He'd thought it himself before, but hearing her say it drove a sharp pain through him. His face crumpled as he looked back at her. He'd never been Imperiused, and although he knew he would fight it with every cell in his body if he was told to do anything that would hurt her, he didn't know if he'd really be able to resist it or not.
"What am I supposed to do?" he asked, a hint of desperation in his voice. "I can't stop picturing him with you... inside you. It makes me feel sick!" It wasn't her fault, he knew that, but it wasn't something he could get over that easily. He wanted to comfort her, but how could he touch her knowing someone else's hands had been all over her. Even though it was magic that had made her agree, he knew while it had been happening, she had been writhing and moaning in pleasure, her fingers clawing at the devil boy's skin the way she usually did to him. He nearly heaved just thinking about it then and there. Just because her mind hadn't been able to say no, it hadn't stopped her body saying yes. He gulped, looking down at the floor.