A/N: Ok so this is a repost of the first chapter. The first one was written from like 2 to 5 in the morning, but i was way tired at the end, and didn't even spell check it, so now i have, and grmmar checked it. Please if you read it, or have read it before, can you Review it? It just takes a second, or ten.
Summary: NL/BL. POV. The trio plus one Neville Longbottom, go to.. actually I don't know what they what they were thinking, must of taken some Essence of Insanity. Anyways, do to some... technical diffuculties, they're caught, and Neville finally gets his showdown with Bellatrix, but will it turn out the way he thought it would? Rape torture, etc... but not so graphic... not really...
Disclaimer: Doesn't that word say it all...
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The plan had gone terribly blotched. Even by my standards, he who you ask, well none other than Neville Longbottom. Yes, the plan had gone royally wrong. Fucked up, to be bloody honest. Not that it was my fault… for once. Hermione had tried to tell us that it wouldn't work. But you know boys, we never listen to reason, we just listened to the anger in our hearts.
Harry rushing to revenge his parents… and Cedric, Sirius of course, Dumbledore definitely… anyways he was in a rush to get revenge for his loved ones against Voldermort. Ron, he was in a rush to get Draco, he didn't care that Draco didn't have a choice; Draco had killed Percy, not Ron's favorite brother, but his brother just the same. He tried to act like it wasn't a big deal at the time, but Harry told me he was the same way when Scabbers died, putting on a brave face. And me, I wanted Bellatrix, to revenge my parents, and to get her back from 5th year. I'm a better wizard now, than I had ever been before.
Well, Hermione was right. I shudder to think where she's at right now. It's just us boys in our cell. As we got further into this castle, it was too easy. Hermione was trying to tell us it was a trap. We got ambushed. But we fought our way out of everything. Really. But then, he appeared. Voldermort.
Yeah, Harry wanted to go after him, he wouldn't listen to reason. We tried to tell him it wasn't worth it now; we'll get him next time. But Voldermort isn't the world's most evil sorcerer for nothing, he got into Harry's mind, and we couldn't let Harry stay by himself. By Harry falling into his trap, meant we all fell. Now we'd been stuck in here at least two days. No food, little water, and chained and gagged without wands. They keep taking Harry away, and bringing him back. The first time, he went off fighting, and resisting, they brought him back knocked out, and more beaten than before he left. The next time, they woke us in the middle of the night; before he even had a chance to struggle he was gone. When they brought him back, he was conscious… barely. We had been trying to communicate, ask him what had happened, but he didn't seem to be able to explain it. The last time, he was struggling again, but not like the first time, this time it was scared struggling. Ron and I had looked at each other in horror, just thinking about what might happen to him. Again, I shudder to think about Hermione, she's by herself. Harry won't look Ron and I in the eye anymore after that last excursion outside the cell.
It was a day after Harry's last excursion when a new voice came down to get him. A female… Bellatrix. I had done well when battling her, real well. In fact if escaping hadn't become the best option, I think I could've finished her. Anyways, she came and looked in the cell. She laughed her terrible laugh. The same one she laughed before she killed Sirius.
"Enjoying your stay?" She asked.
I wanted to rip her lips off her mouth and magic it to my ass, so she could kiss it. Instead I had to settle for giving her dirty looks.
"Aww, does little Longbottom want to say something to me?" She asked.
She took her wand out and gave it a little flick of her wrist. Whatever foul thing that was gagging me flew out my mouth. I started to scream, but my voice didn't work. It hadn't been used for 3 days. I regained myself and swallowed hard:
"Kiss my arse" I replied, struggling.
"Filthy mouth you have, I think perhaps, I should stuff it back up for you" She said.
She waved her wand and the foul thing was back. She looked at Ron, who was trying to say something also.
"Oh you want to say something also?" She asked looking at Ron.
The same flick of the wand for whatever was gagging Ron.
"What've you done to Harry, you ugly dis-" Ron started.
She cut him off by returning the gag.
"Oh, you want to know what happened to little baby Potter? Well, I can't take credit for any of that" She said annoyingly.
I could tell Ron was still trying to find out what happened to him. Harry was just looking up; fear was in his eyes the whole time Bellatrix was there.
"No, that was the Dark Lord of course, probably a few others; you know how we enjoy a good round of torture every now and then. And now it is your turn" She said too happily.
Ron looked shocked by this statement, and I could tell at least a pang of worry had to shoot through him… I know it shot through me.
"Don't worry Weasley, you're for Draco's amusement, I'm here for little Longbottom." She said as she pointed her wand at me.
I tensed up. Wouldn't you? I can feel the chains fall off me. The next thing I know, I feel myself still bound and gagged floating up, through the cell door she opened, up some steps, around some corners, until she stopped me at a door. I can imagine how Harry felt; I wasn't feeling so brave anymore. And he had to go through this three times. As she opened the door the room was completely dark. I didn't know whether I preferred it this way or not, to not know or know?
I stopped floating. The lights came on. I was in a room with all types of things I'd never seen in my life. Well, everything except the guillotine… not that that was comforting. I was still bound and gagged. She started to circle me, laughing at me, hissing me making rude comments.
"So, what do you think happens in here, hmm?" She asked.
"I heard Potter didn't last long, hope you realize that means you probably won't have a chance" She said.
"Well at least you had a chance, unlike your parents; I didn't give them a chance. I suppose you miss them? Then again you've never really known them have you?" She added.
I may have been scared, and wandless, and not have a chance in hell, but I wasn't going to float there and act like it. I tried everything I could to make it seem like she wasn't fazing me. I guess she got tired of it because the next thing I knew I was loose. I had fallen on the ground. My legs hadn't been used in three days they didn't support my weight, just like my throat hadn't supported my voice earlier. Didn't matter in a matter of seconds after being freed she had hit me with:
"Crucio" She said happily.
"Aaahhhh" I screamed.
What can I say, pain beyond pain? Like 1,000 Blast-Ended Skrewts stinging me, Undiluted Bubotter Pus being thrown in my face, none of it could describe it. But I knew this possibility might come. So even while I was in pain, I just tried to keep my mind steady. Not easy by the way. I didn't know if it was possible, but I was gonna try. Maybe it worked, maybe it didn't, but either way Bellatrix stopped a lot sooner than I thought she would.
"How did that feel, eh?" She asked in what could be considered an innocent voice.
"G-Great…" I said while breathing hard and twitching, "l-l-like a week's vay-vacation"… I finished, breathing hard still. I should mention that, becoming a better wizard meant a serious change in attitude. I still often stuttered. I just had better things to stutter back at people.
"You'll break you know? Crucio" She said again
"Aaaaaa" I screamed again.
Yes this went on for at least 10 minutes. I won't deny this was beginning to take its toll. But I was resigned to keep my mind steady, on anything. Yet, I could barely remember who I was actually…
"Yes, now I see it happening it's in the eyes you know? Not so cocky now are you? I told you even Potter broke down." She said smiling.
That did it; I remembered I had to be strong for Harry. No not on some slash type stuff people. I wanted to be strong for my parents, but that's what got us into this trouble in the first place, doing things for other people instead of ourselves. Not that we shouldn't do things that way, but those people weren't there now. I needed to hold on for those I could save, not the ones already lost.
"Ha-Harry'll b-b-be o-k-kay" I stuttered, still breathing hard.
"What was that? You're a lot stronger than I remember little Longbottom" She said.
I didn't know how to take a compliment from a Death Eater, so I just stayed quiet. She seemed to be looking at me, in strange way now. Almost like interest. Even though anything that wasn't the Cruciartus was a step up, I didn't like the look at all.
"Hmm, you're about 17 aren't you boy?" She asked, almost sounding as if she really cared.
I said nothing.
"Well answer me, do you enjoy feeling pain, it's a simple enough question" She barked.
I decided to answer, this was about surviving to live another day.
"Yes" I replied.
"Hmm, big for your age" She said simply.
"I-I G-G-Guess" This time stuttering, because her reply was unexpected.
"I mean big ears, big teeth, that sort of thing" She said with a smirk.
"Y-Y-You're one t-to t-t-talk..."
Oops! I hadn't meant to say that. Not at all, but she didn't respond with Crucio, she seemed agitated though.
"I think you need something else to break your spirit" She said with an evil gleam in her eye.
She started looking around the room. Now I'd done it. None of these machines looked like a Weasley Wizard product, you know something fun. You may be wondering my location at this exact moment. I mean, I know I was in some type of torture chamber, but I mean me physically. I was still lying on the floor. So as she started to walk closer to me, a fleeting thought of trying something came to mind. But I realized, lack of leg use, and a bunch of Crucio's had my legs practically useless. Plus, she still had a wand, which she was very capable with. And really, that's only reason I didn't stop what happened next.
When she finally got next to me, she bent down and kissed me. Naturally when I realized what was happening I attempted to move away. I did. I spit. A lot. A death eater had kissed me. The Death Eater who had all but killed my parents at that. I wanted to cut out my tongue; Snape could have it for potions.
She smiled and laughed that terrible laugh.
"Well, well, well, seems there is a way to get to you, this is gonna be fun" She said devilishly.
"C-C-Crucio" I stuttered.
"What was that?" She said, genuinely confused.
"C-Crucio, p-please" I said in a begging voice.
"Begging for Crucio now are we? Ha ha! No that didn't seem to make the same impression as that kiss. Let's see what else I can do?" She said.
Yeah you read right. I would rather sit through 100 Crucio's than let Bellatrix Lestrange touch me like that. Never. But I wouldn't have a choice. I can only describe the next events, as the most tragic things that could happen in my life… scratch that, any man's life.
"Imperio" She said, flicking her wand in my direction.
I was standing up against my will. I felt my hands tie back up behind my back. She walked over just as slowly as the first time. And let me tell you, watching her coming towards me was definitely torture. Her lips pressed against mine. I know why my lips were chapped, and dry, what was her excuse, I don't know. Same for breath, I threw up in my mouth. She laughed and made me swallow it back down. She continued to kiss me. Eventually, using her tongue. I was trying to resist both the curse and the tongue, but to no avail. The Imperio was causing that blissful feeling, while the kiss was causing that nauseous feeling; it seems it's sort of hard to resist both at the same time.
She stopped kissing me, and I thought "thank Merlin." But she wasn't done. No, not by a long shot. She began to take her filthy hands and take off my shirt. She smirked. Now I'm no Harry or Ron in the lean bodies department, but hanging out with them definitely toned me up a little. I wished I was a fat slob. She let her hands roam freely up and down my chest.
"Enjoying are we?" She said with a grin.
She kept running her hands up and down my chest, stopping to touch one of my erect nipples. It was cold, I couldn't help it. She put her mouth on one of them. Another shudder ran up my spine. Not from the cold, but from disgust. The bliss feeling is still kicking my ass. She works her way down. Now I was really trying to fight. I guess she realized, and said 'Imperio' again. More bliss. I couldn't look down because I was forced to stay standing straight. Not that I wanted too.
"So let's see if anything else is big on you shall we little Long-"
She had stopped mid-sentence. I had no idea why. I did know that she had managed to move my pants and underwear below my knees. She stood up and was now looking at me with interest again… actually it was more like hunger.
"You know Longbottom; you may have your uses" She said with a smirk.
I didn't like the sound of that. And I continued to wish it wasn't so cold. I shuddered and she seemed to take that as an invitation:
"Cold? I know something that'll warm you right up" She said before dipping down.
I had a feeling she wasn't talking about butterbeer. The next thing I know Bellatrix Lestrange's mouth was on… me. I could feel her mouth… doing whatever it was doing. It was definitely warm, alright. Couldn't believe this was happening, I wanted to run away and hide in a corner, but all I could do was stand there stuck in that feeling of bliss. And I knew it had nothing to do with the Imperius this time.
She went on like that for like 10 minutes. When she was standing in front of my face again, wiping her mouth, she kissed me. It tasted funny. I threw up in my mouth again. She made me swallow it, again.
I thought that was it. Wasn't it enough torture that the person who made my parents crazy had just given me a thoroughly good blow job, and I enjoyed it? Nope.
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