Chapter 21 Ron's story Ron's pov

I was in a dark room. I knew I was in big trouble when I was separated from Hermione, Malfoy, and Harry. What could they want with me anyway?

The door to my room banged open and I recognized Bellatrix but not the man she brought with her.

"How did you get that sword." she demanded instantly. I shook my head. She lifted her wand, as a warning.

"How did you get that sword?" she repeated. I said nothing, still.

"Crucio!"

Pure agony coursed into my vein, igniting flames inside.

"Tell me where you go it. Where you in my vault? Did you break in to get it. What else did you take!" she shrieked.

I jerked around on the floor as the curse took hold of me. It was horrifying.

"This is my husband, unfortunately." She said, he eyes flashing from my face to my toes. I stiffened when she walked over to me and circled around me slowly.

"Honey, we're going to have so much fun!" She exclaimed, and grabbed my hand. I stayed completely still, knowing that she had the upper hand. I didn't have my wand and she had hers.

Her husband walked over to me and flashed me a dirty smile. I didn't know what they were going to do to me, only that it would hurt. I was prepared for the torture curse or knives like Mione had said, but none of those things came again. Her husband walked closer to me and laid a hand on my chest. My breathing quickened, not because of the proximity , but because of anticipation. What was he going to do?

Then suddenly his finger unfastened the top button of my shirt, then another and another until it was hanging on my shoulders. I wouldn't have thought anything of it, if the expression on his face hadn't been there. The ways of torture could be more expansive than I first thought. I felt her behind me and she pulled off the shirt with her cold hands. Ice cold hands. I was shaking in fear by now. Her husbands hands moved to my belt buckle and I couldn't take it. I jerked violently away from his hands, but he grabbed me, just like I had known he would. He shoved my jeans down to the floor, leaving me in my boxers. I wasn't worried about my appearance. I was worried about my life and my family. My possible new family too. What if that baby is mine and I'm a dead man before I can even know him or her? Lavender too, what if I never get to tell her how much I love her?

She moved to the front of me and placed her hands on my hips. I shivered against her cold skin. How could she even be a woman? She was so cold inside and out.

Her husband moved behind me and placed his hands by hers on my skin. He muttered something and I heard and rip of fabric. I didn't know if it was mine or his or even hers. My eyes were closed. I didn't want to see what they were going to do. I couldn't struggle because fear had such a grip on my mind.

My boxers disappeared. I felt that right before I was roughly shoved against the stone wall. I groaned at the slight pain of bruising. I couldn't even imagine what more I would feel. I kept telling myself that they only took my clothes off to reach more of my skin to torture.

When I felt something shoved inside me, I couldn't keep telling myself that. Once I only thought woman could be raped, but I was wrong.

A strong burning was filling me and I felt my tear ducts burst. I banged against the wall repeatedly as he thrust into me. Then I saw her face right next to mine. She smiled lustfully, and kissed my mouth. The way he had me pressed into the wall didn't allow me to move away. I heard him groaned and pant behind me, and she closed her eyes, listening to him. I had never been a part of anything so gross and disgusting in my life.

Finally he was finished, and slipped out of me just as painfully as he entered. I sagged against the wall, breathing deeply.

"Wonderful." He rasped out, trying to calm his breathing. She went of and kissed him softy, which he seemed shocked by.

"That was wonderful. My turn?" she questioned. I didn't know if she meant me or him.

"Yes. Anything." he vowed and she stripped her clothes off. I closed my eyes willing myself stop from crying out every time I moved. My eyes snapped open she hissed. She was laying on her back and he was climbing on top of her. She stayed completely still until he moved into her. I couldn't watch any longer. But I could still hear with my eyes clothed.

I don't know how long the went at it but I was stiff from being in the same position for so long.

"What about him?" she said suddenly. I heard a whispered and then strong hands grabbed me. I waited for his intrusion but it never came. Her hands roamed over my body. I hadn't been touch like this in my life and it scared me. I had been with Lavender once and she hadn't done anything like this so I was terrified about how much they would hurt me.

Her hands rested on my manhood. I didn't show any sign that I knew it was there. If any other girl had done that I wouldn't have raised for the occasion but with her…I would never. Her hands stayed there for a few moment until it was replaced with his. What was wrong with them? Why couldn't they do this to each other and not me!

His hand moved just the right way, and I sucked in a breath against my will. This wasn't fair. I didn't want this. It was so unfair. I tried to struggled but his hands gripped my hips, holding me there in a steel grasp.

He moved that way again, harder , faster. I panted and finally tried to move away. She was at my shoulders, watching an holding me there. I didn't have a choice except to be furious at my body's response to this mad man.

Something warm engulfed me but I couldn't figure out what it was. She was behind me so it couldn't have been….oh god…his mouth! I felt sick to my stomach. I was going to vomit for sure. His teeth grazed that spot, and a guttural sound ripped from my throat. He did it again and again, making me my most vulnerable. I thought I couldn't be more vulnerable than before.

He moved faster and faster, until I felt release. He swallowed and pulled away. I turned over and threw up my stomach's contents. How could I be so perverse!

I felt something smash into my face. It almost took my ear off. Blood trickled down my ear to my chest. She found a knife and drew little x's on my stomach, thighs, legs, and feet. I screamed once before clamping my mouth closed. Screaming wouldn't help me. Nothing would help me.

I was covered in blood, almost bathing in it, but I knew they were finished for now.

"That was the most fun I've had in a long time, honey." she whispered and I heard the door close behind them as they left.

I drifted into unconsciousness.

Hermione's pov

I was better. I could stand, but I had trouble walking still. I could remember too. I killed a man in cold blood, while he was defenseless. I felt bad about that, but it was no less that he deserved.

"Harry." I looked over to see Ron twisting in his bed. He had done that a lot. I didn't know what happened to him, but Ron had received the worst of all of us. He was still unconscious from when we escaped with him two days ago. The cabin Dobby brought us to, was a lot like the room of requirement at Hogwarts, but I knew it had more limits. It had bedroom for everyone and bathrooms too. Ron stayed with Harry in his room which is where we all were right now. We kept waiting for him to wake, but he never did. He was reliving his nightmare. I knew Harry was taking this really hard, because he thought it was his fault. It wasn't. he didn't know that Voldemort's name would cause them to find us. Who could know that when you were in hiding, cut off from the world.

Luna was sitting next to Harry, closely. He didn't look at her, but I saw him take her hand where he thought we couldn't see. Olivander was sleeping in his room, after being interrogated by Harry. I didn't ask him what he found out. I didn't want to know yet. I want Ron to get better. Draco came up to me and pulled me into this lap gently. I sighed against his chest, welcoming his warmth. We sat and waited for Ron to wake.

"Harry!" Ron called out but I was looking at Draco when he said it. I assumed he was still asleep.

"Ron!" He exclaimed, moving to Ron's side.

"Harry?" he said again moving to all our faces.

"Harry! We're safe?" he asked. Harry nodded quickly.

"I think I know where the cup is Harry." he whispered.

"What?" Harry asked incredulously.

"She asked me what did take our of my vault. What else did you take? I think he gave it to her to put in her vault." Ron said and gasped. Yes! He was right! Why else would she worry over us getting into her vault so much? That had to be why the never called him!

"When did you get so smart Ron!" Harry exclaimed teasingly. Things were looking up now.

A/N:This wasnt originally going to be in the story, but i thought if i was a reader i would like to know what happened to Ron. Review please!