Title: Alive
Author: " Kitten Malfoy"
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this fic. They all belong to JKR. Also, I have never seen the procedure represented in this fic done. I have only researched it through school.
WARNING: THIS FIC CONTAINS A CONTROVERSIAL PROCEDURE! I ADVISE THOSE THAT THINK THEY MAY BE DISTURDED BY THINGS INVOLVED IN MEDICAL RESEARCH DEALING WITH ANIMAL TESTING PLEASE LEAVE. I DO NOT WANT TO OFFEND YOU. IF YOU ARE BOTHERED IMMENSELY BY THIS FIC OR EVEN IF YOU HAVE QUESTIONS ABOUT IT I W OULD PREFFER THAT YOU E-MAIL ME. Draco_FanNC17@yahoo.com
Author's Note: If wanted, there will be two more chapters to this fic. Let me know in the review section.
Summary: George waits for Fred outside a store visited frequently by the twins. The night brings out dangerous things and George winds up getting into a situation that he may not be able to escape.
George Weasley tapped his foot impatiently on the pavement. He had been waiting in the cold for nearly twenty minutes. Fred promised to be back as quickly as he could manage but George knew that bargaining with the shopkeeper was nearly impossible.
The nighttime sky was only entertaining enough to waste a few moments. There wasn't much to see. When George looked up all that was visible through the dark clouds was a faint glowing of the full moon. George shivered. He couldn't tell if it was from cold or the frightening silence of the street.
George glanced in the window of the sop and frowned. Fred was busy arguing with the middle-aged, overweight man that stood behind the counter.
"Damn." George whispered. It seemed like their plan was not going to work this time. For the past two years the twins had been sneaking out of their parents' house during their time home for Christmas. They would wait until the family was sound asleep and head off to the little shop where they often managed to sell whatever they could find that year that would have some value to it. It was always better than asking their parents for the money they needed and neither one of the twins were ready to sell anything but what they could scrape together.
George turned his back to the window and leaned against it. He breathed in deeply. His lungs were burning slightly from the icy air that had entered them. George was not bothered by it; once he got past the sting of the beginning of each breath it felt started to feel refreshing.
" Hm. Isn't this interesting?" The voice startled George. He had not heard anyone's footsteps.
" Who…oh." George stepped away from the man in front of him. George had no difficulty in recognizing the pale figure.
" You look familiar boy." Lucius Malfoy's eyes swept over George, sending shivers through the redhead's body. He did not like the way the man was looking at him. There was an almost hungry look to Lucius' eyes and a confident tone to his voice.
Lucius circled George slowly. George's body tensed. He prayed silently for Fred to hurry. George knew that if Lucius tried anything he wouldn't be able to fight him off. Lucius did not look much stronger than George but George was nearly frozen and felt very numb.
" You're a Weasley, aren't you?" George nodded, eyes following Lucius' every move. Lucius paused in front of George and grinned. " It's like an infestation." Lucius laughed.
George was confused by the comment. " What is?" He asked cautiously.
" Weasleys. You're everywhere. Like rats." Lucius laughed again. It was the laugh of a madman. George was terrified. He glanced around for some sort of way to escape but found it impossible. The only store open was the one Fred had gone into but the shopkeeper had locked the door when Fred went in. Running would be useless; George's legs wouldn't make it very far in their condition.
" Come with me." Lucius ordered, his voice low and deep. George followed him but continued to search for a way out of what was now a dangerous situation. Lucius led him behind the store and paused in front of a large open gate that was meant to close off the narrow space between the store and another small brick building.
Lucius turned quickly and slammed George against one of the buildings. George didn't have time to protest in any way. Lucius was laughing again, that cold and metallic sound that sent more shivers up George's spine.
" I come here to find ingredients and get distracted by a new toy." Lucius licked his lips. George squirmed in the older man's powerful grip but could not break free.
" What are you going to do to me?" George tried to keep his voice from shaking but the fear in him made it impossible.
" There is something that I have been simply dying to try for weeks now. You seem too be the only person I could get alone long enough to do it." George tried to scream but no sound would come out.
Lucius pulled George roughly away from the wall, tugging hard on the boy's arms. George heard a loud snap. Pain shot through his shoulders and chest. Lucius threw him onto the ground. George groaned as his body hit the cold, hard cement. His face stung and he was unable to move his arms. Lucius flipped George over and knelt beside him.
George was whimpering softly. Warm blood trickled down his cheek. Lucius touched the wound and brought his hand close to his face to examine the red liquid that now stained it.
" Ever hear of a vivisection? It's a lovely little muggle technique I read about not too long ago. Muggles certainly have an interesting way of torturing animals. It mainly means to cut while still alive. They call it animal experimentation for research. I've been longing to try some research of my own but animals get dull so quickly. I wonder how different a human heart looks while it beats." Lucius moved quickly, pinning George's legs with his own. George struggled to sit up but he was swiftly forced back down.
George couldn't believe what was going on. He refused to believe that anyone, even a man like Lucius Malfoy, would be sick enough to do something like that.
" First I'll have to get rid of these." Lucius opened George's coat and pushed the material out of his way. He gripped the top of George's sweater and tore it neatly down the center.
" Normally there would be something inserted into a spot on your spinal cord to prevent you from feeling any pain but I'd rather do it without that." Lucius reached into his pocket and pulled out something shiny and silver. George was terrified to think that Lucius carried something involved in what he was about to do in his pocket. George wondered if Lucius had gone out only to find someone to complete this task with.
George was able to see the object as Lucius brought it close to the redhead's face. " This is a razor. The only thing I could find to do this with. Now you start here." Lucius pressed the edge to the center of George's collarbone. George gasped in pain as the blade sank into his skin. Lucius had barely pressed the thing into him before he started to drag it slowly down.
" You see, what you do is first cut down the sternum. That's what I read." The razor reflected light across Lucius' face as it slid easily down George's chest. George screamed. The pain was unbearable. It stung and burned and the cold air made the feeling worse.
" I love it when they scream." Lucius mumbled. He licked his lips as he lifted the razor out of George's skin. George was panting and whimpering, the actions causing more pain to travel through him. George was smart enough not to squirm anymore.
" The animal lives for a few minutes once it is cut open. That way it is possible to see the internal organs working. But to make it easier to see I have to make two more cuts. This one starts here." Lucius pressed the blade into George's skin again, this time near his left shoulder. The blade began to smoothly slide across George's skin.
Suddenly Lucius pulled the razor away. " Damn!" He shouted as he dropped the blade. George could faintly hear hurried footsteps nearby. Lucius jumped to his feet and ran in the opposite direction of the quickly approaching stranger.
" George!" A voice echoed through where George lay. George was unable to move or speak. The pain was too strong and he was starting to get dizzy. It had not seemed like Lucius cut deeply but the blood was spreading around George's body on the ground. It slowly ran off of George's chest and abdomen.
" George! No! Please no." Someone knelt beside George. The voice was familiar. George's eyes were slowly closing, making it impossible for him to see who was next to him.
" Come on George! Open your eyes! Please open your eyes! Everything is going to be fine! Just open your eyes! It's me, Fred! Just open you eyes! George!" Fred was sobbing as he pulled George's body into his lap. " You're going to be fine. Just please open your eyes." George tried but could not find the strength. Breathing was using what he had left.
" No! You can't leave me like this. Not like this! Wake up! You can't leave. You promised you would never leave me like t his, remember? From womb to tomb, remember that?" Fred was rocking George gently.
George forced his eyes open. He never meant to leave Fred, especially not like this. Maybe Fred was right, maybe there was a way. Maybe everything would be fine after all.
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