The Girl Who Fought | h.p |

Pain. Pain. Pain.

TW: Torture, sexual assault

"Oi!" Theo hissed. "Nox!"

"Fuck off," Nova murmured as she turned back in on herself to sleep. 

"Oh no, you don't!" Blaise hissed. "We did not break in here for you to be all moody!"

"Go away."

"We brought chocolate."

Nova didn't stir. She simply curled into herself more. 

Draco appeared through the doorway. He stopped short when he saw Blaise and Theo. 

"What the bloody hell are you doing here?" Draco demanded in a hiss as he locked the door. 

Both boys froze and turned around. Blaise's hair was still cut extremely short and his dark skin contrasted against Theo's pale skin. Theo's hair was unusually messy. They stood defensively in front of Nova. 

"Making sure she's alright," Theo growled. "Something you forgot to do."

"I'm here to heal her, you bloody wanker," Draco stated. "I suggest you move."

"Make us."

"Quit your fighting," Nova groaned as she slowly sat up. She winced as she moved. 

"Oh, my Merlin!" Blaise immediately kneeled next to Nova. 

Luckily, Nova was presented with new clothes. This meant the blood from her miscarriage was not there. Her hair was tied into a bun at the top of her head and her eyes were bloodshot. She had a black eye and a split lip. Bruises coated her skin. 

"You look like hell, Noxxy," Theo whispered. 

"Still look better than you," Nova attempted a smile but it was weak. "Hello, Dray."

"There's a reason my mother and I refused to leave when you offered," Draco stated as he knelt beside her. "We knew you'd get yourself captured. We're going to get you out."

"That's nice," Nova nodded. "But I'm not done."

"What the fuck do you mean you aren't done?" Blaise demanded. 

"Language," Nova reprimanded. 

"Hypocrite."

"Shut the fuck up."

"Language," Theo mocked. 

"I will slap you with a damn fish."

"Well . . .at least their friendship hasn't changed . . ." Regulus commented. 

Sirius was attempting to fight tears (and anger) at the mere sight of his daughter's condition. 

"What the bloody hell does she mean by 'I'm not done'?" Lily demanded. 

"You're going to get out of here," Draco stated. 

"I'll leave when I see fit," Nova said looking him in his grey eyes. They were similar to her father's, but they weren't the color of melted silver. They were an icy blue. 

Nova wanted to see her father's grey eyes again. She sought that comfort. 

"And when's that?" Theo demanded.

"Once I've got all the information I need."

"Fuck no!" Marlene and Lily yelled in unison. 

"You are leaving!" 

"We've been reporting back to the Order!" Blaise hissed. "You don't need to stay here!"

"But how much information are you actually getting?" Nova raised her bloodied eyebrow. "They come to me with everything. They want to know where Harry is, what he's doing, and who he's with. They also come to me for Order plans. They come to me for the location they need. Not to mention I hear the damn meetings. I'm at the perfect advantage point."