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Tonks P.O.V
I was just about to disapparate from the burrow where I'd been invited over to dinner when something caught my eye. It was nothing more than a slight shift in the grass but it caused me to hold my wand up never the less. The longer I looked at the same spot the more pronounced the figure became hiding there became. A figure I would be able to spot in a crowd of a million, a figure that had been hurting me and making my life hell since I was a baby. Maybe this gives you an idea of how sick and insane this person was, tormenting babies, and doing it for no real reason except maybe fun.
"What is it?" Remus and Molly asked at the same time, the only two people standing in the front garden with me.
"I-I thought I saw...," I trailed of as the figure emerged from the long grass in front of he house, showing herself to everyone, she had heavy eye lids and crazy black hair.
"...her," I finished.
But before I could cast a spell, before anyone else could even pull out their wands I found myself inside a shield, a sort of magical bubble shutting me from everyone else, stopping them coming to my aid, I was alone with Bellatrix Lestrange. I was alone with a person wanted for murder, I was alone with a person who had sworn to kill me from the very moment she knew of my existence . Saying I was afraid was an understatement! There where a series of bangs and flashes of light as Molly and Remus fought to take the shield down, but nothing, I observed, was working.
"What're you doing here?" I spat my voice full of hatred and disgust that had grown and grown over the years.
"Now, now that's no way to talk to your beloved Aunt is it?" Bellatrix spat back.
There were two loud cracks and just to my Aunts left shoulder I saw Kingsley and Mad-Eye appear.
"Molly, the alarms went off, there's an intruder!" I heard Kingsley say in his low booming tones.
If it didn't mean taking my eyes off the enemy (Mad-Eye rule number 3) I would have rolled them. "Well done Sherlock!" I shouted back sarcastically trying as best as I could to sound like me when I felt so much like a little girl again.
I could only imagine what their faces must have looked like as they took in the situation.
More flashes and Mad-Eye and Kingsley tried to help, but still nothing, no help was to come, the shield refused to budge.
We stared at each other for a long time neither making the first move, neither taking their eyes off the opponent. With each passing second the tension grew and grew until I just couldn't take it any more!
"Expelliarmus!" I shouted but with an almost bored flick of her wrist she threw the spell aside.
It was just like training, dodge everything they throw at you and throw twice as much back. And so that's what I did bending, twisting, flicking over and over, using every nasty spell in my arsenal, which, I'm quite proud to say, was rather a lot. It was just like and elaborate game of dodge ball, with only one difference, I was playing for my life .
It took time but I was wearing her out, she was losing focus, each of her spells were becoming easier to dodge and I could see in her eyes she knew it, she knew she was losing. What I didn't see however was the knife she'd hurled at me until it was almost to late. I broke concentration driving out of the way of the knife and that's all it took for her to finally get me. The word cut through the air like a knife in butter.
"CRUCIO!"
All I could feel was pain, pain worse that a hundred, million red hot knifes running up my body, pain worse that every bone in my body being ground into powder. I could feel my body twisting and convulsing seeking relief and the screams were escaping from my mouth before I could stop them.
I didn't know of anything but the pain.
I didn't know that my screaming had brought 'the kids' out of the house to find out what was going on.
I didn't know that Ginny was crying in her Mum's arms.
I certainly didn't know that Remus was on his knees next no me on the other side of the shield whispering words of comfort.
As quickly as it started it was gone and I was left aching all over and gasping for breath. I reached feebly for my wand but it went flying out of my reach towards Bellatrix who caught it nimbly.
"Aww does little Tonksie not like that? Does she not want it again?" My Aunt taunted before she said it again, the word everyone in the whole wizarding world dreaded...
"CRUCIO!"
Knowing what was coming did NOT make it any easier, if it's possible it made it worse because I was already sore all over.
"You monster!" I heard someone scream "Leave her alone," But I was in to much pain to feel gracious, I was in to much pain to even feel scared.
"Not likely I'm having way to much fun!" She ginned laughing demoniacally and flicking her wand lazily.
I was tossed into the air my arms and legs flopping around limply like a scarecrow and I landed in a whimpering heap. Unable to fight back any more, unable to move without my whole body erupting into excruciating pain.
I looked up and instantly wished I hadn't she was walking slowly but deliberately towards me reaching out.
"Don't touch me," I growled.
"Aww does the ickle baby not want the big bad Auntie to touch her?" She grinned her eyes glinting maliciously as she reached out slowly towards me. I was to tired to fight her off so I could do nothing but lie there feeling helpless, and, completely terrified, when her hand closed over my wrist. With a CRACK! The burrow was gone.
Remus P.O.V
We had given up trying to break the shield, it was hopeless and it tore me up inside to know that there was nothing we could but sit back and wait, nothing we could do but shout feeble words of encouragement as she battled her 'Beloved Aunt'. The monster was nothing close to an Aunt the only thing she ever gave Tonks was nightmares!
Thankfully though it didn't look like she needed our help at all, she was beating her, she was wearing down Bellatrix Lestrange the feared death eater.
"Taught her everything she knows," Moody said gruffly a distinct not of pride in his voice.
None of us saw the knife until it was to late to warn her.
"Filthy underhand..." Whatever Moody was going to say next was drowned out by Tonks' screams.
Bone chilling screams, screams that made my stomach drop to my feet and my insides squirm. Before I even knew what I was doing I was on the floor as close to her as I could get, trying to do anything I could to help her. My words of comfort, however, fell on deaf ears it was obvious from her face she couldn't see, hear, smell, taste or feel anything but pain. Just looking at Tonks' face as she lay there twitching, rather thrashing… it was indescribable. Every single ounce of pain she was feeling was reflected there and it was murderous to watch, it turned my insides to stone.
"What's going on?" Ginny asked in a very small voice.
"That's- That's not Tonks is it? Tell me it's not Tonks," Hermoine pleaded to no one burying her head in Ron's chest.
Finally the screaming the stopped and all I could do, yet again, was watch her catch her breath and listen to Bellatrix taunting her. My blood was boiling and I wanted nothing more than to cause that death eater as much harm as possible.
She was screaming again "You monster! Leaver her alone!" I yelled out. My attempt to stop her was feeble, I know, but it was the only thing I could do and I took a tiny bit of comfort in that fact.
She looked like a rag doll, not a human being, not the funny, bubbly, smiling Tonks we all know as she was thrown into the air. But what truly broke my heart was when she just lay there, no fight left in her, accepting whatever was to come because she couldn't do anything about it.
Then just like that she was gone. Every ones face bore the same expression disbelief and the only thing that broke the shell shocked silence were Ginny's sobs.
"Where-where is she Mum?" She chocked out sounded so much younger that she is.
"Well, we're not quite sure," Molly said in the most comforting voice she could manage.
"I am, apparently Bellatrix was having to much fun to use occlumency," I spat out with venom getting up to apparate to the place I had plucked from her head as she and Tonks disappeared when sinister figures appeared from the grass, death eaters, no doubt to keep us busy and every ounce of concentration I had was the turned to duelling.
Tonks P.O.V
I was being dragged by my hair through what appeared to be an abandoned building in almost pitch darkness, my heart hammering, my eyes straining and my resolve crumbling. Each step I took sent jolts if unimaginable pain shooting up my legs.
"What took you so long?" A deep masculine voice rumbled from somewhere in front of me.
I knew who it was that spoke instantly, Greyback. Great so not not only did I have my enstanged Aunt to worry about but a werewolf also, just peachy!
"Ickle Tonksie was with friends, so we decided to give them a little show, didn't we," Bellatrix hissed through the darkness before laughing a heart stopping cackle, greyback joining in.
There are two of them, there's only one of me, maybe I should just-just give up, except death. I thought to myself despairingly. NO! A bolder voice from somewhere spoke up. You are Nymphadora, don't call me that, Tonks! You will not give up! You will not beg, you will not cry, you will not in anyway give them any sort of satisfaction, you will NOT give them what they want and you WILL pull through this head held high! And so it was with that thought I faced my Aunt and her fellow death eater..
"I'll make this easy for you, tell us where Harry Potter is and how to get to him," Greyback said in an almost bored voice.
"No," I said simply and defiantly head help high as I prepared myself for what I knew was coming.
"CRUCIO!"
It was back, the pain embracing me in it's red hot embrace like an old friend, and although I promised I wouldn't give them any satisfaction the screams were unstoppable. I wasn't under it for as long as I had been the last time, I suppose they didn't want me like Frank and Alice, they needed me, I had something they wanted, this was why I didn't tell them I wasn't secret keeper, because then they would have no use for me, and I would undoubtedly be killed.
So it went on, the same question, the same EXCRUCIATING pain, but I stuck to what I said before, never caving in, never begging, and never giving them what they wanted.
I counted every time that they took the curse of me and I was still me, still Tonks, still sane...
1..
2..
3..
15..
16..
21..
22..
"Urgh! Just give in already!" Bellatrix screeched "Break and start begging like all the others!"
"I think I know how we can crush her fighting spirit," Greyback ginned, showing all his teeth as he looked me up and down his eyes studying me and I swear I saw him lick his lips.
My insides froze and I was suddenly praying that I had misunderstood, that this was a joke, that they'd change their minds!
My prayers obviously never made it anywhere as within seconds my fears were confirmed. Greyback conjured a bed. He picked me up roughly throwing me down on it clamping his hands over my upper arm to hold me in place, forcing me down onto the hard mattress. That's when I learned what true terror was. I felt physically sick as he kissed me, roughly so I couldn't breath, forcing his tongue into my mouth.
I was desperately trying to fight him off but I was so weak my attempts were laughable. For the first time that night I truly wanted to die, I didn't want to be alive the next day, I didn't want to have to tell the tale.
He pulled back leaving me gasping for breath as he raked his eyes hungrily over me, that was the worst thing about this whole thing, his ability to make me feel dirty without even touching me.
Quicker than I could comprehend her was tugging my robes of my shoulders, drinking in the exposed flesh. He tried to take my top off to but when he realised he'd have to realise me to do so he settled with ripping the bottom half away. With each passing minute, no second, I was feeling more and more vulnerable, getting closer and closer to tears, but I would NOT cry, I though defiantly, but even in my head the words sounded hollow, meaningless.
"You know I think I'll give you a memento to remind you how much of a slut you are," He hissed in my ear, his hot, sweaty breath making me retch.
He drew his wand and then there was more pain, hot, burning, searing, pain. Not all over but in one concentrated spot, just above my navel. He looked down as if admiring his handiwork and it took all my will power to over come the dread building in my stomach and look down. There curved round my navel, burned into my skin and showing up red hot were four letter. S-L-U-T.
I almost cried right there, I almost begged him to stop as I realised what that would remind me of for years to come, that is assuming I ever get out of this, which, I admitted, the chances of were very very slim. No one knew where I was so no one could come and get me. I found the fact that I had no control over this strangely comforting.
I was brought crashing back to earth when one of his hands left my arm to pull down my trousers and underwear in one go. I have never felt so raw, so useless, so scared, so vulnerable, ever!
Then he pulled down his own trousers and forced my legs open positioned himself and thrust in to me.
The pain was so intense I thought he was ripping me in half, I screamed out only getting a sick laugh from my Aunt.
As thrust again and I found myself begging "No- no please, stop this, I-i can't do it anymore," I cried tears running freely down my cheeks as I sobbed.
"I do like it when they beg don't you?," Bellatrix laughed
And that shut me up sharpish. I gritted my teeth trying to relive all the happy memories I could think of, trying to pull myself away from this torture, but with each thrust I was brought very painfully back to earth.
He got fast and faster, rougher and rougher until I just couldn't feel any more. His hands had left my arms and were running all over me, scratching, and nipping, occasionally breaking skin and always leaving a mark. I was completely numb. After an age of pain I felt him realise and stop just staying inside me grunting.
"We'll ask again," He whispered in a cruel voice "How do we get Harry Potter?"
Even in this state I didn't say anything. I just lay there.
I heard my Aunt exclaim in exasperation "Just tell us!" She shrieked
"No it's all right Bella, we'll leave her alone for a bit... with just her thoughts," He hissed menacingly in my ear. I froze, leaving me alone with only one thing to think might even be just as unbearable as the torture it's self .
He pulled out of me and in the time it took him to put his trousers back on I was completely dressed again with my robes pulled protectively around me curling up in a ball. I was suddenly one the floor and he vanished the bed, but even the pain could not stop me from feeling numb. It was completely surreal, almost as if I was watching a muggle T.V, waiting to see how the actress would react.
I was unable to feel, unable to think, I just lay there shaking uncontrollably.
I was brought from a near unconscious state when I heard a yell and my Aunt hit the floor, followed closely by Greyback. I waited for the actress to show surprise, relief, in fact any sort of emotion at all, but her face stayed blank. She didn't, the actress I mean, show even the slightest bit happiness as Remus Lupin suddenly appeared in front of her, she didn't even smile.
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