Hogwarts Legacy : A Sixth Year Continuation

Chapter Thirty-Four: Halloween III

*TW : TORTURE, SA, BLOOD, VIOLENCE

I often wondered what my breaking point would be mentally, or if I even had one. Marvolo scared me, Ruby had been able to intimidate me, Sebastian pulled at my heartstrings. Nothing had broken me yet, my walls remained strong, my thoughts protected. What would it take? For me to give in? For walls to crumble? For everything I've worked toward to fall at my feet?

Maybe I was finally going to find out the answer to that question.

Where was my wand? I scrambled around in the light from the green fire, I'd need to be able to at least see it to summon it over to me, Luka extinguished the light from the mantle with a flick of his wrist, leaving us in darkness, only the light from the stars and moon behind Sebastian head allowed me to have any sort of vision at all.

"Now now, lets not jump to conclusions Kitty, this doesn't need to be painful, you just need to let me in and this will all be over." Luka whispered in the dark, I could hardly make him out in the sudden blackness of the dormitory, the white angel wings were illuminated behind him by the light from the window.

I heard a scuffling behind me and Luka suddenly changed direction toward Sebastian who seemed to be struggling to get out of his chair.
"You will stay there, Sebastian Sallow." Luka said firmly, holding Sallows shoulders still. His control over him seemed more powerful when he gave him direct commands, and Sebastian re stiffened sitting perfectly in his seat, unmoving. A tear rolled down his cheek.

I took the opportunity to whisper "Lumos" to my self and I saw my wand flicker on the floor beside the bedpost, just as I crawled across the bed to grab it I felt strong hands seize my ankles behind me and drag me backward to where I had been lying. I didn't let my eyes leave the flickering light on the floor, but just as Luka flipped me onto my back the light died.

He flicked his wand carelessly again and my wrists were suddenly tightened to the bedposts one either side of me, stretching my short arms out to their limit.

I kicked my legs wildly, refusing to cry. I would not let myself. Not in front of him. He sat on top of my bare thighs, forcing them into the mattress and sighed. He was acting as if he were beginning a household chore that he had been putting off for weeks.

"Now.." he began softly pulling something from his pocket. I could hardly make out what it was, not until he clicked whatever it was open and the metal glinted in the light of the moon. It was the ring box he had presented me with a week ago. The beautiful gold and diamond ring that he had wanted me to take as a gift. The one he had gotten when in Italy visiting his father. The jeweller.

"This was made with you in mind, mi amore. Very ungrateful to reject my present. It's incredibly valuable, father and I spent days pouring over it just for you.."

He pulled the ring from the box, examining its glinting stones.

"I think it will fit perfectly, shall we try it on?"

"If you think that's going on my finger you're mad." I spat, wrestling against the charms that held me to the bed.

He chuckled in the dark, his body crawling upwards until his face was above my own, the light casting terrifying shadows over his features. My heart was ready to escape my chest, I felt like I would die from how fast it was beating. I was incredibly conscious that my black knickers still lay torn on the floor, leaving me exposed right where Luka was leaning.

"I'm sorry angel, I misspoke. We are putting it on. You don't have a choice unfortunately...of course once its on and you don't like the colours or metal we can easily fix that..." his eyes flicking down at the green gem in the centre of the band.