cw: this chapter contains graphic scenes of sexual assault and torture.
September, 1981
"Wakey, wakey, our little muddy muddy mudblood" Bella's voice taunted pulling me from my numbing slumber.
It had been months. No one had found me yet. Soon we fitted into a reasonably painful routine. Bella and her selection of death eathers would show up every three days a d torture me for information.
They eventual stopped asking questions and just spent the rest of the day torturing me for sport. Lately she's been bringing down new recruits to use me as a test dummy to master their curses.
"Morning Bella, still a physchopathic bitch today?" I asked tauntingly. My attitude only earned me a slap across the face, which I'd deem as a win.
"Oh little muddy whore, we've decided to try a new punishment for you today, see if it will loosen your tongue" she laughed, pinching my cheeks tights as she held my face centimeters from heres before she leaned in a whispered in my ear "let's see why my traitorous cousin keeps you around shall we?"
Pulling away she walked backwards until she was leaning against the wall of my room with a demented smirk on her face. A whole appeared in the wall and the lestrange brothers walked in, cruel and twisted smiles graced their faces.
"See my wittle muddy, the dark Lord has decided to gift you to us as a reward, so we're going to have a little... fun" and with a flick of her wand a felt my hands tied tight behind me and a blindfold took away my sight.
There laughs caused chills to rush down my spin whatever this new game they're playing is I don't like it.
I couldn't prepare myself, I didn't know what was coming at me or when.
Once I felt their hands on me my skin was crawling. They ripped my dress, causingbme to gasp as rush of cold air hit my chest. Causing me to tremble.
"You just have to tell us where your filthy sister and her spawn are hiding and ill stop them" bella taunted. He voice further away.
"Even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you" I replied attempting to sound strong but my voice quivered as rabastan and rodolphus groped and pulled at me.
"You sure about that poppet" one of them said, their breath dancing acrossed my shoulder.
"I can see why Black liked you, your rather easy on tbe eyes for a mudblood" the other brother laughed as he grasped by breast in a bruising grip causing me to whimper.
Right now I'd rather had them crucio me.
"GO TO HELL" I screamed, spitting hoping to catch one of them when I felt
My skirt had been hitched up and my knickers were gone, vanished with magic leaving me exposed. I wanted to fight but one of the other had a deathgrip on my arms keeping me firmly in place. When I heard breathing behind me, the hands on my arms squeezed tighter. Id tears welding in my eyes as i realised it was two people breathing. Warm, humid breath on bare skin as someone far too close examined every inch of me. Playing close attention to every helplessly exposed private spot.A whimper caught in my troat.
"Where are the potters?" Bella screamed, she sounded hysterical.
"F-fuck you" I whimpered, shaking with a jolt of panic, as I felt unwelcome pressure against both exposed thresholds and jerked involuntarily forward with surprise at the invasion- only for strange, cold hands to immediately grasp my hips from infront of me as I collided with a hard chest and yank them back hard, stilling them till I could hardly move.
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