My Pet Mudblood

Familiar Faces

"Didn't know a floor could be so comfy"

You awoke to a familiar figure; a former member of Slytherin.

Blaise Zabini.

His presence was overwhelming as his strong hands buckled against his black suit. Eyes firmly examining every part  of you , as if you were a piece of meat . Your lips began to quiver as he paced towards you; it was humiliating enough to be held hostage by Malfoy, but to now have the man who used to copy your papers look down upon you was degrading.

"Speak up y/n or would you rather I forced you to?"

Limbs turned into jelly as you struggled to answer.

"Why are you here?" you muttered.

The figure kneeled down beside you.

"I'm here to take you to your new cage"

It wasn't long until his hands traced along the length of your thighs, anticipating your reaction. Were you still the same uptight teachers pet? He wanted to find out. Teasing you in such a scenario was irresistible to him.

"Time sure does fly"

You could feel your eyes glaze over with anger.

"I'd sooner be dead than your house elf , touch me again and you'll regret it!"

His mouth curled into a devious smile , giving the same cocky expression as he did back in Hogwarts.

"I hope you keep the same energy for tonight , you'll need it."

He led you through a dark chamber. The Malfoy dungeon was similar to the Hogwarts maze and trying to escape would test even Mad eyes sanity .

One cell quickly took your interest . Two slender arms dangled through the bars and as you got closer you could finally tell who they belonged to.

"Fred? Fred!"

The red-haired boy that was once full of life looked up towards you, unsure if it was another hallucination . Once he recognised you, his eyes shot up like fireworks; as if this was all just a dream.

"Y/n! Oh Merlin I thought you were dead!"

Although not the reunion you wished to have had with your beloved friend, at least now you knew he was alive .

"I thought you were too! What happened to the others are they okay?"

"They are safe" he said with a weak smile.

"Which is exactly why we have this fool in a cell, Bellatrix won't hesitate to drive him insane if that means we'll return them to Voldemort. Now keep moving if you want him to stay alive" Blaise ordered whilst pushing you ahead with his wand. You glanced at Fred with kind eyes , trying to comfort him in any way you could before leaving .

"You'll be delighted to know that Draco doesn't want your pretty looks to go to waste. A room with actual windows should keep you from wasting away like your Weasley friend "

You bit down on any remark from leaving your mouth. If you gained Draco's trust enough for him to let his guard down you could get yourself and Fred out of there. All you needed was a plan.

You were led to a bedroom, an upgrade from the cell you spent so many months in. Upon your bed was a white silk dress, a singular red rose and a note which read: "Sorry for capturing your boyfriend. It's better he's in the cells . That way he won't be able to hear you scream tonight".