Chpt 21-Torture
"This makes no sense!" I screamed out.
"Miss Duchaine you have to empty your mind." Dumbledore spoke back to me. "this is especially hard to someone who is constantly working with their mind."
"I'm always thinking." I stated.
"That you are." Dumbledore said.
"It's never been a bad thing before." I said to him.
"Of course not, but either way we're done for the day."
"But Dumbldore I can keep going."
"I'm sure you can Miss Duchaine, but I am very old indeed."
"Alright." I sighed. The old wizard merely smiled and I left to go back to my room. As I was walking back I felt my left forearm burn. I tried not to cry out, but it was no use. Soon enough I was on my knees and could hear his hiss in my mind.
"Come to me I have a subject for you." Then he gave me his location I cried out again when it all subsided, but I knew I didn't have long until it came back, or worse than that he stayed in my mind. I immediately went back to Dumbledore in hysterics. And somehow he knew.
"You must go to him." I looked at Dumbledore.
"You're insane." I said to him.
"No. He will not rest until you've gone to him, so go." He then offered me his fireplace and I understood. I walked over, grabbed powder and stated the address. I crawled out of the fire place brushing off spare ashes and looked up to see a beautiful drawing room and an even more beautiful woman.
"Hello Elizabeth."
"Mrs. Malfoy." I said shocked, I hadn't expected to see a friendly face.
"I was worried you would try to resist."
"Even I'm not that thick." I said.
"You always were a smart one."
"Thank you."
"You'll be a wonderful doctor."
"Thank you." I said once more. She led me away and down into a less desirable part of the house.
"Ahhh Bes I'm so glad you're here. Crucio!" I fell to the ground in shock not sure what happended, all I knew was I was burning and breaking all at the same time. Then it stopped. I looked up and saw him standing over me a sadistic grin on his face. "Don't take so long." He merely said. "Now, I have a man I need information from, but our let's say usual ways are not effective, so please be creative."
"May I change first?" I asked.
"Change?" He questioned.
"To an outfit more appropriate for the occasion."
"What do you mean?" He asked.
"Subjects respond differently to a certain appearance, and since you said it was a male."
"Yes I see what you're getting at, yes go whatever will make it more productive." I quickly changed and made my way into the room sitting on the desk right in front of the man. I looked back to see the top of his head, but his eyes were focused on my pale unclad thigh.
"I hear you have information."
"What's a pretty face like yours doing here?"
"I didn't think we were talking about me, but if you want to know, I'm the newest member from a family legacy." There was a long silence and suddenly his answer shocked me.
"I'm sorry for you." I looked at him shocked, suddenly he looked up and I saw his eyes. Brown. Warm. Inviting. Like Bekim's. "I'm sorry for your brother as well." I looked at him. "It's my job to know things."
"Ahh, well it's my job to find out things, now if you could so kindly inform me as to exactly what he is after."
"A location."
"Thank you that was very generous, now it's my turn. I'll be very generous you give me what he wants and I won't torture you, it's pretty simple really."
"See that isn't so simple for me, should I give you the info and get out alive I would never be able to return."
"Then we have a predicament."
"Indeed we do." I sighed.
"Oh well." I drew my wand from my cleavage and he merely stared as I pulled it out. I merely looked at him and he merely shook his head. "Very well," I sighed.
DRACO P.O.V
I sat with Bes at lunch, but she merely stared at her food picking apart the bread. "What's wrong?" I asked. She merely said nothing, she was clearly deep in thought.
"I slept." She finally said.
"That isn't a good thing?" I asked confused.
"No Draco, it isn't." I merely looked at her confused. "I tortured a man last night."
"Oh Bes, he summoned you?" I asked heartbroken.
"Yeah, but that man reminded me of Bekim and I felt as if I knew him somehow."
"I'm so sorry."
"What's your task?" She asked.
"What do you mean?"
"Draco I tortured a man at your estate, you have to be involved somehow."
"I have a task."
"Tell me."
"I can't do that."
"Does it have to do with me?"
"No." I answered quickly. She finally looked up and it looked as if her eyes were dead, they were no longer playful or soft, she didn't have that look I despised so much, the look that made me her play thing, there was just nothing.
"I didn't sleep last night, I thought when I tortured a man I wouldn't be able to sleep, but I did, I slept quite well."
"Bes, there's nothing wrong with you."
"Maybe not physically, but mentally, or morally at least."
"Bes." I said but she kept mumbling to herself. "Bes!" I said louder she stopped and looked at me. "You're beautiful, inside and out, and I will never stop liking you ever, even if you kill a man."
"Here's to praying neither of us have to do that." She said raising her glass, and while I raised mine all I could think about was my own task.