Famous vs. Werewolf 2 - The Aftermath (A Novelette)

Kidnapped

Remus' POV

Married. I was married, to Raine, my imprint. My beautiful imprint.

We were sitting next to each other on a muggle plane on the way to Singapore for our Honeymoon, though not too much could happen since Raine is nine months pregnant now. We didn't know whether it was a boy or girl yet, though we all did know that Lily and James Potter would be the godparents.

There was rumbling outside and a flash of light, I shifted in my seat and pulled my sleeping wife closer to my side. Suddenly I felt weightless, and the muggles started screaming.

"Remus!" Raine yelled, having just woke up. "What do we do?!"

She looked genuinely scared. I took out my wand and buckled both our seat belts, curling my body around my wife's temporarily fragile one.

The plane went down.

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I opened my eyes and looked around. The muggles weren't moving. I unbuckled our seat belts and stood, Raine behind my outstretched wand. She quickly took hers out.

"Imperimenta!" a scream came from my right.

I deflected the spell wordlessly as more and more spells were thrown at the two of us.

We heard crackling laughter, belonging to Bellatrix. I gulped, we were surrounded by Death Eaters. Suddenly more spells were thrown at us. There must have been at least twenty of them. There was only two of us.

"Crucio!" I heard a scream come from Raine, and I turned to catch her fall- only to be hit with a body-binding curse. I yelled out for Raine to dissapperate, but it was too late as Lucious Malfoy grabbed her by the arm and dissapperated.

"RAINE!"

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Raine's POV

I groaned and opened my eyes, taking in my surroundings. I was in the middle of a pure white room, a mirror the size of a wall in front of me. I was tied to a simple wooden chair by my hands and feet.

I took a few deep, calming breaths and looked at my budging stomach. I bit my lip and wiggled my hands a little bit, only to find they couldn't move much.

The sound of a door opening behind me caused me to look into the mirror, my eyes immediately snapping to the reflection of Him.

Voldemort.

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I convulsed once again as I was cursed, Voldemort's laughing drowned out by my screams of agony. As far as I could tell, it was the second day of my capture.

He paused for a moment, thinking. I panted, sweating buckets from the torture.

"I wonder. Will the Order be more enraged if they found you dead, or alive?" he whispered hoarsely.

I continued to breathe deeply, before spitting the blood from my mouth onto the floor in front of him.

"Hm." he smiled a grotesque grin.

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