Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, J.K. Rowling owns them. I don't
make any money in writing this. I just do it for fun.
A/N: I'd like to thank my test-reader Smitten for correcting and reading it.
She suddenly woke up, covered in sweat. She couldn't see, the room was pitch-dark. She tried to move but screamed in agony. Her stomach hurt like hell.
It suddenly came back to her what had happened. She felt the tears in her eyes and started to sob uncontrollably. Alice felt so stupid that she had taken care of him, that she had helped him. She had even held him in her arms.
Fear came over her. She had no idea where she was and how she got there. The door opened and the stream of light hurt her eyes.
She tried to move away but the pain in her stomach was too severe. The man that came in tried to calm her down.
When she finally realized that it wasn't Lucius, she was able to calm down a bit. This man was shorter and much older. His face was friendly and caring. The man didn't speak but he was humming softly. The sound he made calmed her down somehow.
He smiled at her while he changed the bandages on her stomach where Lucius had stabbed her. The thought of that event sent a shiver down her spine.
She wanted to know what had happened since that moment.
"Excuse me sir, where am I and how long have I been here?" she asked the man.
"You're in St. Mungo's Hospital in London, Miss," he replied. "The Ministry official in your apartment brought you here when the spell wore off. You've been here for two days. You'd better rest now Miss, Mister Malfoy injured you badly."
Alice nodded, whispered "thank you," turned around and fell asleep.
A few hours later, she awoke to an awful familiar noise. She had only heard it once but she knew that someone had Apparated nearby.
She turned on her back and stared right into Lucius Malfoy's cold, ice blue eyes. Her heart fell in her stomach. She wanted to run far away but she knew she wouldn't stand a chance against this powerful wizard.
"Well, well, well, Muggle, we meet again," he said coldly. "I thought you were dead but apparently you're stronger then I thought."
Lucius pulled out his wand, pointed it at her and murmured something she couldn't understand. He suddenly moved forward and climbed onto the bed, pinning Alice onto it, using his full body weight.
She wanted to scream out in agony as the pressure of his body hurt her wound but he clapped his hand over her mouth.
"If you promise to be quiet, I won't kill you...... yet," he whispered in her ear.
She slowly nodded and Lucius removed his hand. She tried to shift her body but found that she couldn't move.
"What have you done to me?" she whispered.
"I'm still a wizard Alice and I've used some magic to prevent you from any well aimed kicking," he smirked.
He pressed his lips on hers in a hard kiss but she refused to respond. His hand started to move down her body. A sudden noise made him stop and he quickly got up.
"I will get you sooner or later," he hissed.
With another crack, he Disapperated before the door opened and a young witch came in.
"Are you alright, Miss?" she asked.
"Yes, I'm -- I'm fine, thanks," Alice lied. If she talked about Lucius, he would hunt her down like an animal and kill her without hesitation.
As soon as Lucius had Disapperated, she was able to move again and turned back around.
Her mind was racing. She couldn't stay here. It would only be a matter of time before he'd return and she didn't even want to think about what he would do to her.
She had to get out of there as soon as possible. She got up and got dressed. The bloodstain and the cut in her t-shirt were thankfully gone.
She slowly opened the door and looked into the hallway. When there was nobody there, she left her room and quickly walked towards the end. She opened the door that led to the staircase and started to run down as fast as she could.
Every step she took caused her pain but all she could think about was to get out. She reached the exit without any problems.
As she stood on the pavement in the middle of London, fear hit her again. She didn't know where to go. Home was no option; Lucius knew where she lived.
She didn't want to go to the police either. They wouldn't believe her if she told she was running from a wizard. They might even arrest her for being high on drugs.
Alice decided that she wanted to be amongst other people. She was too afraid to be alone, even if the only option were strangers. She looked around for the nearest underground station and walked down the stairs.
She took the first one that arrived. The destination didn't matter. Lucius wouldn't expose himself to all these 'Muggles' and he surely couldn't kill them all. Or could he? She didn't want to think about it and was rather relieved when an old, lonely lady started to tell Alice the story off her life.
She stayed on her seat for several hours, observing the other passengers. All kinds of people passed; from ladies with shopping bags to men in suits on their way to work.
Alice never noticed the man sitting a few seats behind her. He wore a long dark cloak and was observing her.
She jerked awake when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked up at the man in the uniform, standing at her side.
"Time to get off miss, final stop," he said.
"Oh... alright, sorry sir. I most have dozed off," she said apologetic.
A few minutes later she was on the street again, alone. Once again, she was afraid. She wasn't familiar with this part of the city, had no place to go in the middle of the night and had no money to pay for a hotel room.
She started to walk, no particular destination in mind. It was only a few more hours before dawn. Then she could try to contact one of her friends.
What she failed to notice, was that she was closely followed by the man on the train.
A/N: I'd like to thank my test-reader Smitten for correcting and reading it.
She suddenly woke up, covered in sweat. She couldn't see, the room was pitch-dark. She tried to move but screamed in agony. Her stomach hurt like hell.
It suddenly came back to her what had happened. She felt the tears in her eyes and started to sob uncontrollably. Alice felt so stupid that she had taken care of him, that she had helped him. She had even held him in her arms.
Fear came over her. She had no idea where she was and how she got there. The door opened and the stream of light hurt her eyes.
She tried to move away but the pain in her stomach was too severe. The man that came in tried to calm her down.
When she finally realized that it wasn't Lucius, she was able to calm down a bit. This man was shorter and much older. His face was friendly and caring. The man didn't speak but he was humming softly. The sound he made calmed her down somehow.
He smiled at her while he changed the bandages on her stomach where Lucius had stabbed her. The thought of that event sent a shiver down her spine.
She wanted to know what had happened since that moment.
"Excuse me sir, where am I and how long have I been here?" she asked the man.
"You're in St. Mungo's Hospital in London, Miss," he replied. "The Ministry official in your apartment brought you here when the spell wore off. You've been here for two days. You'd better rest now Miss, Mister Malfoy injured you badly."
Alice nodded, whispered "thank you," turned around and fell asleep.
A few hours later, she awoke to an awful familiar noise. She had only heard it once but she knew that someone had Apparated nearby.
She turned on her back and stared right into Lucius Malfoy's cold, ice blue eyes. Her heart fell in her stomach. She wanted to run far away but she knew she wouldn't stand a chance against this powerful wizard.
"Well, well, well, Muggle, we meet again," he said coldly. "I thought you were dead but apparently you're stronger then I thought."
Lucius pulled out his wand, pointed it at her and murmured something she couldn't understand. He suddenly moved forward and climbed onto the bed, pinning Alice onto it, using his full body weight.
She wanted to scream out in agony as the pressure of his body hurt her wound but he clapped his hand over her mouth.
"If you promise to be quiet, I won't kill you...... yet," he whispered in her ear.
She slowly nodded and Lucius removed his hand. She tried to shift her body but found that she couldn't move.
"What have you done to me?" she whispered.
"I'm still a wizard Alice and I've used some magic to prevent you from any well aimed kicking," he smirked.
He pressed his lips on hers in a hard kiss but she refused to respond. His hand started to move down her body. A sudden noise made him stop and he quickly got up.
"I will get you sooner or later," he hissed.
With another crack, he Disapperated before the door opened and a young witch came in.
"Are you alright, Miss?" she asked.
"Yes, I'm -- I'm fine, thanks," Alice lied. If she talked about Lucius, he would hunt her down like an animal and kill her without hesitation.
As soon as Lucius had Disapperated, she was able to move again and turned back around.
Her mind was racing. She couldn't stay here. It would only be a matter of time before he'd return and she didn't even want to think about what he would do to her.
She had to get out of there as soon as possible. She got up and got dressed. The bloodstain and the cut in her t-shirt were thankfully gone.
She slowly opened the door and looked into the hallway. When there was nobody there, she left her room and quickly walked towards the end. She opened the door that led to the staircase and started to run down as fast as she could.
Every step she took caused her pain but all she could think about was to get out. She reached the exit without any problems.
As she stood on the pavement in the middle of London, fear hit her again. She didn't know where to go. Home was no option; Lucius knew where she lived.
She didn't want to go to the police either. They wouldn't believe her if she told she was running from a wizard. They might even arrest her for being high on drugs.
Alice decided that she wanted to be amongst other people. She was too afraid to be alone, even if the only option were strangers. She looked around for the nearest underground station and walked down the stairs.
She took the first one that arrived. The destination didn't matter. Lucius wouldn't expose himself to all these 'Muggles' and he surely couldn't kill them all. Or could he? She didn't want to think about it and was rather relieved when an old, lonely lady started to tell Alice the story off her life.
She stayed on her seat for several hours, observing the other passengers. All kinds of people passed; from ladies with shopping bags to men in suits on their way to work.
Alice never noticed the man sitting a few seats behind her. He wore a long dark cloak and was observing her.
She jerked awake when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked up at the man in the uniform, standing at her side.
"Time to get off miss, final stop," he said.
"Oh... alright, sorry sir. I most have dozed off," she said apologetic.
A few minutes later she was on the street again, alone. Once again, she was afraid. She wasn't familiar with this part of the city, had no place to go in the middle of the night and had no money to pay for a hotel room.
She started to walk, no particular destination in mind. It was only a few more hours before dawn. Then she could try to contact one of her friends.
What she failed to notice, was that she was closely followed by the man on the train.