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WARNING: ASSULT

Chapter 36: Rescue & St. Mungos

Lucius sat up slowly, aggravated that he had been interrupted, again, but at the same time feeling a little triumph and looked at the figure standing in the doorway.

"Get. Off. Of. My. Daughter." James said through gritted teeth, pointing his wand at Lucius.

Harriet kept her eyes closed. She had to have passed out or something, for surly she was dreaming. She was hearing her father's voice in her head, but he wasn't there. No one else was there. She was alone with Lucius, she didn't want to be but she was. She felt herself being pulled up and slumped over Lucius' arm. She had no idea what happened next but the next thing she heard was her father yelling out again and her body falling face down into the softness of the bed.

Draco yelled out in pain again as Sirius and Snape tried to pick him up off of the stone floor of the cell. The air smelled of blood and sweat. Both men where trying not to choke on their breath as they tried to remove the beaten boy from his prison, but so far nothing had worked. He was in so much pain that every time they touched him or tried to levitate him he would cry out in pain. They had looked around for something to transfigure into a cushion or litter to carry him out on, but found nothing.

"Black, will you stay here with Draco? I'm going to go find a fireplace and call St. Mungos. Hopefully they will be able to move him less painfully than we can."

Sirius nodded, and Snape rushed out of the cell. Draco began to mumble quietly and Sirius carefully lifted the boys head and placed it in his lap.

"Sirius?" Draco rasped out.

"Yes, Draco, I'm here." He replied softly.

"Dreaming?" came another rasp.

"No, you are not dreaming." Sirius reassured him "I'm really here. So are Severus and James."

"Harri?"

"I don't know. James went to find her. Severus just left to floo St. Mungos. We're getting you out of here kid. You and Harri."

James looked around the unfamiliar corridors of Morsmordre Castle. Lucius was playing with him, that much he knew, it was all a game to him. However, this was not a game to James. The image of Harriet trapped beneath Lucius, her screams he heard as he looked for her only to find a situation that he had dreaded for five days. He was able to stop it this time, but that meant nothing for the other days the children had been trapped here.

He froze as he heard Lucius' laugh echo around him. It was so dark that even the light at the tip of James' wand didn't seem to light up a lot. Forcing himself to keep as calm as he could, James turned slowly on the spot, trying to place where the laughter was originating from. He had finished his second circle when he saw a flash of light coming fastly towards him. Before he could react, he was hit, and was flown back into a wall. He heard Lucius' laugh again, only this time it wasn't an echo. It was right in front of him.

"You seem to be losing your touch, Potter." Lucius said, smirking.

James stood up, pointed his wand and Lucius, and took aim.

Harriet clutched the sheet that she had taken from the bed closely to her. She had tried to follow her father out of the room but her legs had given out as soon as she had stood. Plus, half of her clothing was destroyed leaving a grand portion of her top half exposed, so she took the sheet from the bed an wrapped it around her. She didn't like it, but she didn't have much choice either. Now she was shuffling along the corridors trying to listen or catch sight of any activity in the castle.

A banging noise from behind drew her attention. She went towards it slowly, keeping her ears open for anymore sounds. A crash reached her ears and sent her path down another corridor. She came to another section of corridors and wondered for moment if she was going in circles, but then out of the corner of her eye she saw flashes of light and heard a yell.

"Dad." She breathed to herself.

"Sir, I'm sorry, but you can't go in there now." The young Medi-Witch told Snape.

Normally at those words Snape would have argued, but all he did was stare at the set of doors that a team of healers had just taken Draco through. He had been able to get in contact with St. Mungos at Morsmordre and they responded to his call almost immediately. A team of healers had been sent to the castle and were able to move Draco less painfully to the hospital.

Snape had gone with them while Sirius and a few other healers stayed behind to try and locate Harriet, James and Lucius. Draco had been a little reluctant to leave Sirius' presents but at the sight of his own beloved godfather next to him he'd calmed down a bit. They had then rushed the beaten boy as fast as they could to the hospital. Snape had tried to follow his godson into the secluded ward where the healers were taking him but was then stopped by the Medi-Witch's hand on his arm.

"Sir, are you alright?"

Snape came back from his thoughts and looked at the young healer.

"I'm fine." He replied shortly "I would suggest you start preparing another room now for…"

"We already have prepared it." The witch said "Or are at least in the process of doing so. When the others are found we'll be ready to treat them right away."

"Thank you." Said Snape "If no one minds I'm going to wait here." He said going over to the wall and taking a seat in one of the chairs.

"No, it's alright. Is there anything I can get you?"

Snape looked up at the healers face. Her face held a genuinely concerned look and appeared to really want to help.

"I am alright, thank you." He said "However, is there a two way mirror or floo system nearby so that I can use to contact his mother." He looked at the doors again.

"I can do it." She said "Just tell me where to contact her and I'll do it. Then you can sit and wait if you want or if you really…."

"Thank You." He said again, and hoping she would understand even gave her a small smile.

The witch smiled back and hurried off to contact Narcissa.

Harriet ran in the direction that she had heard her father's voice from. The flashes of light had stopped and she hoped he was alright. The corridors were hardly lit so she kept her ears open for any sound. Unfortunately, listening doesn't do much good when silencing spells are used. A hand emerged from the darkness behind her and clamped tightly over her mouth.

"Hello, my little mistress." Lucius cooed in her ear "Miss me already did you? I know, we keep getting interrupted, don't we?"

He turned his body and Harriet felt herself being pushed up against a wall. Tears streamed down her face as she tried to look around. Where was her father? Surely… he wasn't… No. She squinted her eyes as the tears flowed faster and felt Lucius begin to assault her again. The hand over her mouth prevented her from screaming, and being trapped between the wall and his hard body stopped her from being able to do more than squirm, but without hope of getting away. She felt the sheet around her body drop and Lucius' tongue on her skin, causing her to let out another silent scream and squirm harder as he laughed at her attempts. His hand had just found her breast and was rubbing her nipple when a sharp crack filled the air.

Lucius yelled and backed away, causing Harriet to fall to the floor. There was another crack and another. Then silence. She heard Lucius say something, but she didn't understand what, and heard him chuckle before one final crack silenced him.

"Enjoy Hell." Said another voice. "HARRI!"

Harriet felt the vibration of the floor as the voice ran to her. She slowly lifted her head and opened her eyes to see the blurred face of her father looking back at her. Slowly she lifted her hand and touched his face. He was real. He was really here.

"Dad…" she choked out before falling into her father's embrace ad doing the only rhing she could at that moment. She cried.