Title: Two Broken Souls
Author: OCDdegrassi
Pairing: Petunia/Barty Jr.
Rating: T
Warnings: Sexual Content, AU, Language, Torture/BDSM, Alcohol, Unhealthy Relationship
Note: These were all written for the "5 Drabbles Competition: Round 5." The warnings are for the entire story. The drabbles go in order, but they can also stand alone. The prompt for this drabble was whiskey.
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Barty only intended to bring home a random muggle to torture. Drunk women at the muggle pubs were easy to charm; a little bit of flirting, and they were practically desperate to go home with him. The pub he entered tonight was a dirty, disgusting excuse for an establishment, but it suited his purpose.
His eyes were drawn to the woman at the bar, taking shots of whiskey. She was blonde and skinny with pale, unblemished skin. She would break beautifully.
He smirked and approached her, sitting down next to her casually. He ordered a whiskey for himself and one for her, casting her a charming smile. She raised her eyebrow but looked rather unimpressed. After downing her shot easily, she stood up.
"What the hell; not going to get any better offers tonight. Your place or mine?" she directed the last question to him, and he blinked in surprise. He was thrown off a bit, but he quickly recovered and took her back to his flat.
Things didn't get any less surprising after that. When he pulled out his wand to curse her, she just rolled her eyes.
"Oh, you're one of those freaks. Figures," she muttered in annoyance. For the second time that night, he was floored by her reaction. Before he even had a chance to process how she knew about wizards, she was pulling her shirt over her head and looking at him expectantly, obviously not deterred too much by his magic.
He felt like he was moving in a strange fog as he kissed her, tasting the whiskey on her lips. When they moved to the bed, he crawled on top of her and cast the Cruciatus Curse. He expected her to be terrified and scream, and then try to escape. Instead, she looked at him with dark, hungry eyes.
"Harder," she said through gritted teeth. "I like the way it hurts." He never knew what hit him; he was hooked.
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A/N: Reviews are always appreciated.