Disclaimer: Everything belongs to me except for Oliver Wood and the Harry Potter Characters (Sadly)
Chapter 37:
"Faint" – Linkin Park
You know that gut feeling you sometimes get, like you shouldn't do something or you should go with it, or that the answer to question number one was the letter B? I always get gut feelings with most of my simple stuff, and I usually go along with it and it doesn't blow up in my face.
But sometimes I get a gut feeling and then my brain starts to think and other people begin to influence me a bit and then the feeling of my gut totally leaves me and then I have nothing!
Okay, yeah none of that made sense but my point it…Marie is evil.
I knew it all along and I knew I should have put her into her place, but because of my dear friends, I held back. But shit, I should have gone with my gut feeling.
If I make out of this alive, I'm going to go back to following my gut feeling and I'm going to beat my friends up.
"Merlin, you're so damn stupid," Marie sneered at me. "I was in doubt of the chocolate cake plan, but it actually worked!"
I love food too much; I think I'm going to have to go to therapy for it. I was rolling around on the floor, struggling to get out of the ropes Marie had me tied in.
I was in a dark room, no sign of light or window. Nothing. I don't know how long it's been; I just woke up a couple of minutes ago. "What the fuck is wrong with you cow? Why am I fucking tied up?"
"Why you are tied up? Are you seriously asking me that?" she screeched. "I'm going to do the whole world a favour tonight," she said. She walked over to me and stood in front of my face. She put her foot on top of my forehead, stepping down. I tried to act like it was nothing, but this stupid bitch was wearing fucking heels, that felt like were going to go through my head. "SCREAM YOU WHORE! SCREAM IN PAIN!"
"GET OFF OF ME YOU COW!" I screamed out.
That ticked her off. She pulled out her wand and shouted, "Crucio!"
My insides felt like they were in an oven, felt like I was on fire. I began to scream. My body was flopping around, begging for the insane amount of pain being placed upon me, but my pride was not letting me say stop.
"Beg for the pain to stop Irina, cry, kiss my feet, say you'd do anything for it to stop!"
"Never!" I shouted back. "Is that all you've got you stupid cow?"
The pain stopped; I was totally not expecting that. My breathing began to slow down and I looked up, my vision getting a bit blurry. I heard a voice, a voice I haven't heard in eight years.
"Stop it Marie, let me handle this," The face of the voice showed up from within the shadows. I closed my eyes, hoping all of this was just a horrible nightmare. "You've done your part, now leave,"
"But Chris! You have to punish this bitch! She needs to die, for making you go to Azkaban!"
"Marie, I said that's enough. I'm going to handle her on my own! Now if you don't shut up, you can leave or enjoy some wonderful free entertainment," Marie didn't look like she was going to do either, but she choose in the end the latter.
Marie then transformed into a tall blonde woman. She looked completely different than what she normally looked. She was wearing a black cloak, with bright red lipstick on her lips. Her eyes were blue, a cold ice colour blue. It sent shivers through me when she looked me into the eyes but I swear I thought I died when he looked me in my eyes.
Those chilling red eyes, they used to be a dark brown before but now they were red. He looked like he was hungry for torment. I closed my eyes, praying to Merlin to wake me up from this nightmare.
But I knew it wasn't a nightmare. This shit was for real.
"Irina, darling. How have you been?" he asked in an eerie calm voice. With his wand he raised me up, so I was standing, but I could barely stand, my legs were shaking. He walked over to me, and caressed me with his long fingernails. He laid down his head on my shoulder and nipped on the crook of my neck.
I felt like vomiting.
"Chris, why are you acting like it's not a big deal? When are you-"
"Shut up Marie!" he said and pointed his wand toward her. "You've been a loyal wife, trying to lure her in, and even though you almost blew your cover sometimes you still did it. I will give her what she deserves in a minute, but let me have some fun first,"
"Wife?" I wondered out loud.
He looked at me and smirked. "So she speaks!" He appeared next to Marie who lovingly held onto him. "Marie meet Irina, Irina meet my wife Marie,"
"What? Now a days you can get married in Azkaban?" I asked.
"He's always been mine, until your whore of a mother came along and brainwashed my husband," Marie retorted back. "So it goes to show, like mother, like daughter,"
"My mother didn't brainwash him! He brainwashed her!"
"Oh please! My Chris wouldn't leave me for a whore like your mother! She obviously-"
"FUCK YOU! YOU'RE THE FUCKING WHORE!" I shouted back at her. I couldn't take it anymore. Who was he kidding? That fucking bastard came along and ruined everything!
Marie took out her wand and screamed, "Crucio!" once again.
I doubled over with pain, screaming my internal organs out.
"Damn it! For once and for all shut this bitch up!" Marie shouted at him.
"Stop interfering Marie. Leave." He ordered. When Marie eventually left, he walked over to me and with his wand undid the ropes. I lied on the floor, curling up in a ball. I've never felt so weak and hopeless so much before.
"What do you want?" I somehow managed to ask.
"I want you to feel the same pain as I did when I was in Azkaban for a crime I did not commit," he said.
"You deserved it," I told him.
"No I didn't. You know its all lies. You know the truth; you know what really happened, if it weren't too late, I would have asked you to tell everyone the truth. But it all would be meaningless right now,"
"What truth? There is no truth,"
"IRINA!" he shouted. "I DID NOT RAPE YOU THAT NIGHT!"
"OF COURSE YOU DIDN'T! YOU ATTEMPTED TO!"
"SHUT UP! SHUT UP!" he screamed. "I'VE HAD ENOUGH!" He pulled out his wand and at the same time I did too.
We threw spells at each other and the lights from the spells lit up the room. I tried to figure out where I was, because the room looked familiar.
"I never even touched you!" he screamed at me.
"If you never did, why would I lie about it!"
"I don't know, maybe you were jealous?"
"I wasn't jealous! You know what?" I screamed. "I was so glad to finally have a Dad, but then you fucked things up!" I kept running, but I swear I was running in circles. I didn't have much energy to bust open a hole through the wall, so I kept trying to stall time, hoping miraculously a door would open up. "With your drinking, you always lost control!"
"Yes I did, but I never touched you!"
"YES YOU DID!" A blast of blue light headed straight to me. My brain froze in the process of thinking what to do, letting the light hit me dead on. I flung across to the other side of the room, my head hitting on the wall. I slid down.
My eyesight got even blurrier, and I had no energy. I knew I was going to knock out any second.
"I never tried to rape you Irina, you know that." Was the last thing I heard from him before I said,
"Avada Kedavra!"