A/N: Prepare for more uncomfortable/disturbing situations! Not as bad as last chapter though. Just disturbing.
The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain. -Lord Byron
"Well?" Draco asked in voice that was barely controlled, his eyes fixed exclusively on his father. "Anyone else want to try to finish it?"
Eyes fell on the ten men on the ground. They weren't moving or screaming… but they weren't dead either… The shrieking torture that filled their wide horrified bleeding eyes, mirroring the unbelievably excruciating pain that was surging through their bodies like fire and broken glass, shredding their innards, constricting their lungs and pumping acid through their brains as every orifice bled blood, sweat and bile.
Ginny had seen the torture and had buried her face in Draco's chest, clinging to him frantically. She did not want to see what he was capable of when he was enraged. She had already been through enough.
"Anyone else?!" Draco roared, his voice betraying the hate that had now replaced the blood in his veins. He felt Ginny's grip on his shirt tighten and he knew that if he did not get her out of here quickly, she would end up dying anyway. She jerked in his arm when Lucius began to laugh, his malicious voice resonating off of the stone walls.
"Draco, Draco, Draco," Lucius said shaking his head in disappointment. "Oh Draco… I was hoping it wouldn't come to this. I was actually hoping you'd just screw the whore and get it out of your system."
Ginny felt his arm around her waist tighten around her as she continued to shake horribly from the pain and violation that still tormented her body. Everything hurt, yet she felt completely numb against his warm body.
"I don't think that's ever going to happen," Draco growled and Ginny suddenly became still. She raised her head again to look up at him, but he still refused to meet her gaze.
"Well then, once I'm finished dealing with your carcass, I'll make sure that it does happen," Lucius promised coldly, causing Ginny to start quivering again.
"You're not touching her again, Lucius," Draco said in a deceptively calm voice, but Ginny could feel his heart racing beneath her touch.
It was then that Ginny realized the deadly situation they were in.
Draco was scared… he was never scared…
She pulled herself as close to him as possible, not wanting to lose him… she couldn't lose him…
"I think you're sorely mistaken this time, Draco."
Ginny felt him flinch at the sound of his mother and that only fueled the terror that was starting to flow through her. Draco held his composure better than they expected though.
"Mother… I must say, you planned this all very well," Draco commented.
"Only the best," Narcissa replied, appearing at her husband's side, her wand at the ready. "You were always one for ceremony."
As this was said, Ginny felt something digging into her side from Draco's pocket. She slid her hand down his chest to his pants and felt around until she found his pocket. She bit her lip when she cut her finger, but continued to pull out the deadly blade, carefully storing it inside of the robes Draco had wrapped around her. When she looked up, Draco had a smirk on his face.
"Well, Draco. Any last words?"
"Yeah. Bite me."
It was almost as if it had been planned on cue.
The timing was perfect.
The words were perfect.
Everything was perfect.
The ground and walls shook violently from the massive explosion that blew open the large oak doors and even a bit of the arena stands. Many screamed and scrambled out of the way of the blast while others flew back from the shockwaves.
Ginny was yanked to the ground and she felt Draco on top of her, protecting her from the debris that flew everywhere.
She felt him grunt when something hit him, but he did not move until the explosions stopped.
Suddenly there were more screams as curses started flying everywhere. Ginny thought she heard familiar voices, but that was all disregarded when Draco stood up and pulled her up to him, dragging her over to the far wall.
It was then that Ginny really saw what had happened.
It was like a weird dream.
Not only had her family appeared out of nowhere, but the Order and almost the entire Gryffindor House were flooding through the hole in the stone walls where the oak doors had been. The Ministry officials and the Slytherins who were still standing were firing deadly curses at her saviors, who looked extremely pissed.
Draco however, had no intention of going towards them. He stood by one of the stands and tapped on the brick with his wand. For a moment nothing happened but then a tunnel appeared. He then grabbed Ginny and turned her to face him.
"Pay attention," he growled viciously. "Go down that tunnel and don't look back! When you reach the end, you'll find a small hole in the wall. It'll lead up to the surface. Get there and then head for the woods. Blaise will be there waiting for you!"
The tears began to flow again when Ginny saw the desperation in his cold grey eyes. She shook her head, flinching at the explosions.
"No… no! I'm not leaving!" she yelled, wrapping her arms around his waist and sobbing into his chest. "Come with me! Please come with me!"
He pulled away from her and shook his head, pushing her into the tunnel.
"Damn it, Ginny, go!"
"Dra-"
His lips cut her off in a quick and heated kiss. His hands were like a vice on her arms as he held her close for the last time, savoring the way she tasted, even with the salty tears. Ginny sobbed harder as he pulled away from her and shoved her violently into the tunnel. She stumbled and fell to the ground, hitting her head against the stone. She turned around to see him tapping the stone, rage in his eyes.
"No!"
But it was too late.
The stone had closed around the opening and she was once again separated from him. She pounded her fists on the stone, but after a moment she slid back down to the ground, clutching her head and sobbing.
"NO!"
Draco made his way across the arena, stepping over bleeding corpses and shrieking men, killing everyone and anyone who got in his way as he all but charged back to where he'd seen his father disappear. He hardly realized who'd grabbed him until he had a knife to the guy's neck.
"It's me, Malfoy!" Ron shouted, pointing his own wand at the vengeful young man. For a moment it didn't seem to register, but then the knife was gone and Ron could breathe.
"Where's Ginny?" he demanded heatedly, ducking when a jet of red light flashed by. "Where is she?!"
"Get out of my way, Weasley," Draco growled, shoving Ron aside.
"TELL ME WHERE SHE IS!"
"She's gone! Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go kill my father," Draco snarled ferociously. Ron let him go, too shocked to stop him. Never in the years that Ron that had the misfortune of knowing Draco had he ever seen such pain… such malicious desire…
Draco swept out of the destruction and down the tunnel, where several more Gryffindors were coming from. They hesitated when they saw him, but made no move to hinder his advancement of the basement door. Blaise must have informed them of all of the circumstances.
When he reached the basement door, he ran up the stairs and into the foyer, which was surprisingly empty.
"WHERE ARE YOU?!" Draco roared, wrath scorching in his stormy silver eyes. "SHOW YOURSELF!"
"Now Draco, is that any way to talk to your mother?"
Draco whirled around, glaring at his mother, who was standing at the top of the stairs on the second level, a smirk on her face.
"I see you're still upset about what happened," she observed mockingly as she glided down the stairs with the grace of royalty.
The bitch, Draco hissed in his mind, tensing at the thought of his father's disappearance. He was the one Draco wanted to suffer… his mother was just a hindrance to that goal.
"I'm beyond upset, Narcissa," he growled. "You should know that."
There would be no more jokes. No more sarcastic remarks.
Just him and two dead parents…
Narcissa seemed to realize that when she reached the bottom of the stairs and for the first time saw the look on Draco's face.
Sure, she had seen him angry.
There had been countless times when Draco's foul mood had ended in someone's death.
But she had never seen pure, unhinged rage blistering in the infernos that were his eyes. She had never seen such deep, uncontrollable loathing that literally shook his entire being as it pumped through him like burning acid. He seemed to be breathing it in like air, his only reason for living the death of her and her husband. His hatred was like a lifeline…
Destruction was in his eyes…
Death was in his hand…
Ron and Harry pulled back with Remus and Arthur to where Dumbledore stood near the podium.
"We can't find her, Dumbledore. We can't find her," Arthur cried, tears streaming down his grief stricken face.
"Malfoy said she was gone," Ron murmured, flinching at another explosion. "He said she was gone…"
Harry shook his head.
"He can't be right. Ginny can't just be gone!"
"Where is Malfoy?" Remus demanded.
Ron pointed towards the large opening they had created.
"He ran up there to the foyer. Said something about needing to kill his father," he said quickly, trying to comfort his father, who was slowly breaking down before his eyes. "Dad, we'll find her. Please…"
Dumbledore pulled Harry and Remus aside.
"We need to secure the area. This arena is too big for only that many people. Many must have fled and we need to get to them before they reach the surface," he told them.
Remus frowned.
"We have men at the surface. Moody's with them."
Dumbledore shook his head.
"We didn't expect this many, Remus. There must have been at least three hundred. Alastor only expects to pick up stragglers. Harry, you and Ron need to go up and warn him while we search the tunnels."
"What about Ginny?"
"We'll find her. Don't worry."
Ginny was in pain.
Excruciating, blinding pain…
Not that she had much light to see with in the first place…
She staggered through the dark tunnel, tripping constantly over large jagged rocks that cut her legs and hands as she fell. Her sobs echoed off the stone walls around her as they began to narrow, reminding her of a far away dream…
"Come out, come out, where ever you are?"
Ginny screamed and turned in time to see the faint shadow of a man dart closer to her.
"NO!" she shouted, scrambling across the rocks and running as fast as she could towards nowhere. Her arms were out in front of her blindly, jamming fingers as she smashed into walls and crashed into rocks as she desperately tried to make her way to the hole Draco had been talking about.
"I'm going to get you!" the man behind her snarled as he started running as well, his heavy boots giving Ginny a basic idea of where he was.
Finally!
It was like a mole had dug the tunnel. It was small, muddy from the snow and sleet that dripped down the long tunnel. She glanced back before she squeezed into it, her whole body compressed by the surrounding earth. She began to crawl through, mud falling into her eyes as she pushed herself forward and upward with her burning legs. Ginny was gasping for air and sobbing at the same time, her mind bombarding her with images of Draco's dead body as she traveled further away from him.
She looked up and she could see the snow falling through the opening at the surface and she knew she only had a couple more meters to go.
"I got you!"
"NO!"
She tried kicking out, but the space was too small for that. It was a wonder the man behind her had managed to slither through. He was tugging fiercely at her leg and she looked back to see his muddy face glaring at her.
"NO! LET GO!" she screamed, reaching out and trying to pull herself up towards the gap. "HELP! PLEASE SOMEBODY HELP ME!"
"You're not going anywhere!" the man snarled, pulling her weaker body back towards him. She could feel her nails being pulled apart as she dug them into the dirt walls around her, shrieking for help.
"HELP ME!"
Suddenly the moonlight that had come in from the gap was obscured by a figure from the outside.
"HELP ME! PLEASE HELP ME!" Ginny screamed hysterically.
The person outside suddenly came flying through the hole, sliding through the mud and reaching out to take her grasping hands. She saw a wand but did not hear the words. She did hear the man behind her scream in agonizing pain as he fell back down the tunnel and out of sight while she was being pulled up out of the hole.
"You know, Weasley, the next time you decide to get lost in Malfoy's dreams, just do us all a favor and kill yourself," Blaise growled, picking her up in his arms and carrying her towards the woods. Behind them were the front of the Malfoy manor and the distant sounds of explosions. Despite the terror she had just been through, Ginny could not help but snort at the comment as she trembled horribly in his arms.
"I'll remember to tell that to Draco the next time I see him," she muttered through chattering teeth. It was freezing outside and the only thing between herself and the driving winds and snow were the thin robes Draco had placed over her naked body. They were soaked with blood and mud, which did not help her predicament at all.
Blaise laughed at the comment and rubbed her arms a little to heat her up as he trudged through the snow.
"For a girl who just went through hell, you're quite the sarcastic bitch," he remarked with a smirk. He felt her arms wrap around his neck and her head rest against his chest as she continued to quake.
"For a boy who's spent most of his life terrorizing people, you're quite the helpful bastard," she snapped.
His voice seemed loud as they continued to walk further and further away from the manor. The woods around them were quiet yet glowing with the eerie reflection of the moonlight off the snow. Ginny was sure Blaise could hear her heart beating wildly, but she decided not to focus on that.
"Where are we going?"
"Portkey."
"This far?"
It was Blaise's turn to snort.
"Draco's house has almost the same set of security features as Hogwarts," he explained curtly. "If a portkey isn't wanted then you have to get out of the reach of the charms before we can get out."
"Oh."
It fell silent again as he continued to carry her away. For a moment Ginny contemplated passing out but it was then that she realized something.
"Blaise… I can't feel my legs… or my arms."
"Did you break anything?"
"I don't know."
He sighed.
"Then don't move… once we get to my flat, I'll take you to– ARGH!"
There was a flash of blue light and both of them went tumbling into the snow, Blaise screaming in pain from the searing gash on his back.
"Blaise!" Ginny cried, scrambling through the snow to get to him. The ground in front of her exploded and she went flying into a tree, screaming in agony. When she looked up she could see Lucius Malfoy striding towards them, a devilish glee burning in his wicked silver eyes.
Terror paralyzed Ginny as the memories of what happened what seemed like moments ago flooded her with pain. Her whole body went numb at the sight of him and a single sob escaped her lips before she fell silent under his lustful gaze. Blaise's screams seemed distant as Malfoy approached her slowly with his wand drawn. She could see what he wanted in his eyes and she wanted to die right then and there… but she didn't…
Malfoy stopped just in front of her and reached down, taking her throat in his vice like grasp, pulling her up so that her feet barely touched the ground as he pinned her to the tree, cutting off her oxygen. She reached into her pocket and grabbed the dagger, but before she could do anything, his other hand shot out and grabbed her hand, squeezing it until she dropped it.
"That's not very nice," he growled before leaning into her ear, his cold breath like acid on her skin. "I'm going to enjoy destroying him."
"I'm sure he'd say the same about you," she hissed, tears streaming down her face as his hand moved in between her robes.
Lucius smirked, his grip tightening.
"But first I'm going to destroy you."
"Draco, be reasonable! Draco! DRA-"
Narcissa's screams were cut off swiftly when her neck snapped with a bloodcurdling crunch. Draco let her body slump to the floor, wiping his bloody hands disgustedly on his shirt.
"You weren't reasonable, Narcissa," he murmured coldly, rolling her body over so that she stared up at him through lifeless eyes. He placed both feet on either side of her and squatted down so that he was sitting on her chest, looking down at her with inhuman callous grey orbs. "You should know very well that I don't do reasonable."
"Malfoy! Malfoy!"
Draco looked up from his mother to see Ron and Harry running into the foyer. They stopped suddenly when they caught sight of Narcissa's carcass bleeding on the floor.
"Oh… wow…" Ron muttered, watching as Draco stood up, flicking his wand. The body went sliding across the foyer floor while Draco approached them, eyes darkening.
"What?" he growled.
Harry and Ron hesitated, unsure of whether or not to talk to him when he was in such a volatile state.
"Where's Ginny?" Ron finally demanded, standing up to the same height as Draco.
Draco's eyes filled with rage and without a word he flew out the front door. Ron and Harry watched him go and for a moment Ron actually wanted to go with him, but Harry grabbed him by the arm, eyes on Draco's dead mother.
"I don't think so. Where ever he's going, I have a feeling Lucius Malfoy's going to be there. We need to go get Moody," he said quickly before heading out the front door. Ron ran after him.
Draco charged through the snow, his heart pounding madly and his lungs pressing against his chest as he strained himself to reach the portkey point. He needed to get to her. He needed to make sure she was okay…
"STOP! PLEASE STOP!"
Draco froze for a moment, terror consuming him for one blinding moment when Ginny's tortured cries reached his ears, echoing around him.
"PLEASE!"
He took off again, his legs screaming in pain as he pushed himself until he finally reached the small clearing.
What he saw nearly killed him right then and there.
At the edge of the clearing two figures seemed to be wrestling in the freezing cold. One of them was winning while the other cried and screamed, her exposed body numb to the cold but blazing with unimaginable torture.
"STOP!" Ginny sobbed. It was like fire and glass was flowing through her body like poison. She wanted it to stop. She wanted to die!
"LUCIUS!"
Finally it stopped and she was left to lie there in the snow, bleeding, sobbing and naked. Lucius stood over her, a knowing smirk on his face.
"Oh Draco, you've been missing out! She sang like a bird," he said maliciously, stepping over her to where Blaise still was; now writhing silently on the ground. "I must say, Draco, you picked quite a feisty one."
Ginny's eyes traveled across the clearing to Draco, whose eyes were on her. She saw the pain… she saw the terror… and she also saw the rage… the pure… deranged hatred…
"Draco…" she cried hoarsely, reaching out her hand painfully as if hoping he would take it and hold it. "Help me…"
Then her eyes closed and her breathing stopped…
A/N: ...
Skepo: Thank you.
purplegabby123: Yeah, he could have, but then it would have been a very different ending.
luckycharm9: I'm not saying a word.
nextbestthing: Read Blood and Chocolate and Haunted. Those are probably the only other ones I can think of that are disturbing, but Haunted in a different way. As for Draco not stepping in sooner, I think the way in which things were being handled with Ginny prevented him from being completely provoke him. I think it's obvious that Draco has a long fuse to a very massive nuclear bomb. He needed the right (or wrong depending on how you look at it) thing to make him explode. He found it. Ginny's virginity.
younggem: Lucius is the only person Draco has ever wanted to kill more than anything. So he's the person that pushes Draco past a point even Draco is capable of understanding.
snowfire81: The next chapter should be even better, but I haven't written it yet... just like this one...
tamara72: Draco's plan is get Ginny out and kill everyone else.
PhoenixTalons: The next chapter will be very interesting.
mrsronweasley2113: Daughter's not born and I don't know what's going on with Ron and HErmione. I have to think about it. As for the Death Eaters, he just caused them to go through unimaginable pain. Sort of a slow death thing.
jenny: I like that word. Diligent. Very proper and straightforward.
brokenstitches: That's how I write. I imagine it were a movie or a show or something and then I write it how I see it.
MeggyandHaku: Hopefully so was this one.
Sorry, like I said, I haven't written any chapters past this one so I don't have any chap teases. Be patient and review! I'll update ASAP!
