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Alice smiled as she slipped her nightshirt on and went downstairs to see her husband Frank making dinner. Neville was with his grandma, Frank's mother, for the night, and she and Frank were planning on spending a relaxing night together.
"Hey, babe," she whispered in his ear from behind as she slipped her arms around his waist. "What're you making?" Frank smiled as he twisted around to kiss her.
"Ravioli," he said pleasantly, pulling away to place it in the oven.
"Mmmm," Alice said, puling her husband closer and kissing his lower lip, while lifting her leg to his waist seductively, "Think we have some time?" she asked him, her eyes sparkling.
"Yup," Frank muttered as they kissed each other madly. He fell on the coach and Alice lay on top of him.
"I love you," she whispered in his ear before kissing his neck.
"I love you too, Ali," he replied, running his hands through her hair and along her back. She moved to his mouth, inviting herself in when they heard a bang and the door flew open. Alice shrieked in surprise and fell off him.
They both looked up to see four masked people, who they instantly recognized as You-Know-Who's followers. Laughing maniacally, one of them took of her mask. "Ohhhhh I think we disturbed the two icle lovers," the one they recognized as Bellatrix Black mock-crooned. Harsh laughter erupted from the others.
Alice exchanged a look with Frank. Both of them had left their wands in the kitchen. Getting to her feet slowly along with Frank they stood erupt.
"What? Nothing to defend yourselves?" laughed a masculine voice from underneath his mask, "CRUCIO!" He pointed his wand at them.
Alice screamed, but Frank wasn't quite as affected. He tried to make a mad dash for his wand, but was knocked over by another one of the deatheaters.
"Pity, pity," laughed Bellatrix cruelly, pointing her own wand at Frank and whispering delightedly, "Crucio!" She laughed as he squirmed in pain. "Now, Frank," she said, saying his name with venom, "Tell me where the Dark Lord is."
"B-but," Frank started desperately, "J-Ja- I mean the Harry- the spell backfired and killed him!"
"KILLED THE DARK LORD?" Bellatrix replied with a high voice, "A baby couldn't have killed him, you idiot! It's a lie! A scam!"
"What he says is true!" Alice protested, getting up, tears running down her face. All she could think about now was making sure she and Frank survived. She couldn't imagine Neville being taken care of by Frank's mother! It wouldn't be right! He had to be taken care of by her, Alice Longbottom!
One of the male deatheaters growled, slapping her in the face. "Crucio!" he exclaimed, torturing her further.
"Leave her alone!" yelled Frank trying to get to her, but he was stopped by another's cruciatos curse. He screamed. And she screamed. Pain coursed through their veins. Pain more than anything they had ever experienced. Bellatrix laughed maniacally, and joined in on Alice's torture, while the last death eater laughed even harder and crucioed Frank. They didn't stop. The pain seemed to never end.
The death eaters left them there on the floor. And when they were found, with Frank's fingers stretched out just far enough to brush Alice's arm, the ravioli wasn't the only thing way over-done.