𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 | Harry James Potter x Reader

YR 5 ☆•°~'* 23

A/N - One day early update at the request of one of the readers! 

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Harry slowly got to his feet, his legs trembling so badly they barely supported him. The prophecy was still miraculously unbroken in his left hand, his wand clutched tightly in his right. He looked around.

Eight Death Eaters were in the room. Six of them were holding Y/N, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Luna and Neville captive, all in a circle around the room. 

Bellatrix Lestrange was walking around them slowly, her eyes shifting from one captive to the other. 

Lucius Malfoy had his wand pointing straight at Harry.

'Potter, your race is run,' he drawled, pulling off his mask, 'now hand me the prophecy like a good boy.'

'Let - let the others go, and I'll give it to you!' said Harry desperately. 

A few of the Death Eaters laughed.

'You are not in a position to bargain, Potter,' said Lucius Malfoy, his pale face flushed with pleasure. 'Give me the prophecy, or watch your friends die.'

'DOBT GIB ID DO HIM, HARRY!' Neville shouted, writhing against the arms of the Death Eater restraining him.

'Quiet!' sneered Dolohov's voice through his mask.

'Harry, don't you dare,' said Y/N, staring right into Harry's eyes.

Bellatrix stopped in front of Y/N, looking her up and down as though a predator sizing up its prey. 

'If you valued your life, little L/N,' said Bellatrix, 'you'd keep quiet.'

'Shut the hell up!' snarled Y/N, trying to free herself. 'I could set you on fire until you shrivel up-'

She fought so hard against her captor's grip that the Death Eater shouted, 'Someone Stun her!'

'No, no, no,' said Bellatrix. She looked transported, alive with excitement as she glanced at Harry, then back at Y/N. 'No, since she thinks she's so tough, let's see how long she'll last before she cracks... unless Potter wants to give us the prophecy.'

'DON'T GIVE IT TO THEM, HARRY!' Y/N roared, this time stomping on the Death Eater's feet to be released.

Bellatrix raised her wand, a malicious smile on her face. Harry's heart dropped and the hand holding the prophecy shook.

'No-'

'Crucio!'

Y/N screamed, her legs drawn up to her chest so that the Death Eater restraining her was momentarily holding her off the ground. The Death Eater dropped her and she fell to the floor, twitching and screaming in agony.

'STOP IT!' Harry yelled, his heart shattering as he watched Y/N writhe on the floor.

Somehow, the pain was ten times worse than when Voldemort used the Cruciatus Curse on her a year ago. Her crimson strands of hair flickered in brightness, and they became just slightly duller in colour.

She could dimly hear the others shouting her name, crying for Bellatrix to stop. 

The thirty seconds of torture felt like days, days of being beaten and stabbed over and over...

'That was just a taster!' said Bellatrix, raising her wand so that Y/N's screams stopped as she lay on the ground, her fingers twitching and her chest rising up and down rapidly. 'Now, Potter, either give us the prophecy or watch your little girlfriend die the hard way!'