3440 words
warnings: mentions of torture
final part to this series
and it wasn't good.
two shadows then appeared on the floor. the two people were at the top of the staircase mumbling to each other. they both begin to take their steps down the stairs. one being a lighter pair of feet that hurriedly tapped the floor while the other was a much slower heavier sounding walk.
"now, now, bellatrix. let's slow down. we'll have them here for a while. no need to rush." a proper yet deep voice calls out for the lady. you caught a small glimpse of her but you didn't know who she was.
"oh but, lucius. it is rude to keep our guests waiting." she says finally entering the dungeon. before she could take the last step she needed to that would reveal yourself, you laid back down and pretended to still be knocked out.
"no need to pretend, dear. we could hear the chains from up above." the male voice says much less stern than it had when talking to the female.
"no why don't you stand up and meet your soon to be family." the lady calls out almost sarcastically, whipping her wand out and placing her arm through the bars of your cell, casting a nonverbal spell to make you stand. you felt helpless, you'd never been under the control of someone's wand, and you were hoping you'd never have to be.
"who are you?" you say backing up as much as you could until the chain around your neck tightened.
"oh, that's right. how rude of me to keep you guessing." with a flick of the man's wand that he had pulled out of his cane dim lights were turned on. the small amount of lighting casted enough so you could make out the features of the people standing in front of you. the man's features were familiar, so were the woman's but less than the man's.
"lucius malfoy, darling. perhaps you recognize the name?"
you didn't know what to say so you kept quiet, but you looked at the pair with wide eyes.
"bellatrix lestrange." the woman says which makes her unruly hair bounce in all directions.
it finally hit you. draco's father and his aunt. but how was his aunt here? she's been locked away in azkaban for at least fourteen years.
"why am i here? how did you find me?" you croak out quietly. lucius dips his hand into his pocket before pulling out a piece of parchment with some writing on it.
"let me know if this rings a bell." he says, "hi y/n, we have a lot to we have a lot to talk about tonight. i'm sorry for pushing you away lately. but i promise to tell you all about it tonight, as it is getting worse. blah blah, hogsmeade with your friends. oh here we are, you and them may be able to help me out with my problem. i love you. draco. malfoy." the last two words, draco's name, were spoken through gritted teeth. almost like his own father hated saying it.
"i don't know where you got that." your voice says shakily.
"that's besides the point! the fact is that my little nephew who was destined to do phenomenal things for the dark lord himself doesn't want to anymore. because of you." bellatrix says raising her wand again once more.
"not yet, bellatrix. why don't we tell her about her little friends?"
"they are knocked out, just as you were, but they're out with a more powerful potion in hopes that they'll wake to your screams."
"w- what do you mean?"
bellatrix raises her wand and with out hesitation casts "crucio." you immediately fall to the ground and writhe in paining let out strangled screams. the pain that you were feeling was nothing compared to what you have ever felt before. once the pain subsides she casts it again multiplying the pain that you're feeling. at this point all you felt was pain nothing else. you couldn't even think. the screams that left your mouth were choked up because you could barely breathe. bellatrix stopped for a second trying to catch her own breath because she had been laughing at you out of enjoyment. meanwhile, harry was beginning to wake up along with ron.
