Author's Note: Sorry for the late update, I'll be faster next time, hopefully...
Victoria Venom: Thank you for the review, I appreciate it. And your English is very good, no worries. I like my Rodolphus very much too :)
Lestrange Manor
All eyes were on Anne, but no one uttered a word, unsure of how to react. Even Rodolphus seemed lost on what he was supposed to do.
Surprised by this silence, Anne turned her head slightly to give Evan a questionable look.
Evan seemed as surprised as he was, and just shrugged at Anne.
Anne turned to look at the others once more, and saw that Narcissa looked as if she wanted to run up to her and hug her. However, Lucius was keeping his hand firmly on her shoulders, as if his wife should go near Anne at all.
Regulus, who felt awkward by the silence, was the first to speak.
'Where's your baby?' Regulus asked, as casually as he could muster.
It was the worst possible thing anyone could've said at the moment, because Anne's reply was, 'I don't know.'
Rodolphus snapped out of silence at the mention of his son. 'What do you mean you don't know?'
When Anne didn't reply, Evan answered for her.
'She's kept the baby hidden somewhere.' Evan explained. 'She wouldn't tell me where he is.'
Rodolphus directed his attention back to Anne now. For a while, all he did was stare at her.
'Where is he?' Rodolphus asked, unusually calm.
Anne shrugged her shoulders, too afraid to speak. She knew if she spoke, her voice would quaver.
Rodolphus nodded towards her. 'Someone take her upstairs. I have business to discuss with Evan.'
'I'll take her.' Narcissa offered.
'No.' Lucius said, at once. 'You and Bella can go to Malfoy Manor.'
'What?' Both Bellatrix and Narcissa said at the same time.
'I can't you causing yourself stress and harming the baby.' Lucius said to his wife. 'You'll have more peace in our home, and I'm sure Bellatrix will accompany you.'
'Will not!' Bellatrix hissed. 'I have every right to stay in my home and include myself in whatever business Rodolphus has with Evan!'
'Bella, just go.' Rodolphus ordered.
'Regulus and I will take Anne upstairs.' Rabastan volunteered.
Rodolphus seemed uneasy about that, and just looked from Rabastan to Regulus.
'I won't kill her, if that's what you're worried about.' Rabastan said, with a grin.
Anne just bit down on her lip, looking just as uneasy as Rodolphus.
'Fine, take her upstairs.' Rodolphus said at last.
Rabastan walked over, and gave a surprised Anne a kiss on the cheek.
'My god, you're filthy!' Rabastan said, his grin widening.
'Wasn't she always?' Regulus said, rolling his eyes. 'Let's go upstairs.'
Regulus grabbed a very weary looking Anne by the arm, and directed her upstairs. Rabastan followed, his grin still plastered on his face.
'You're quite shaky, what's the matter, Sorelli?' Rabastan asked, once they were out of ear shot.
Anne didn't reply, and Regulus directed her into a room.
'She's so quiet, Rabastan.' Regulus pointed out. 'You could almost believe she was mute.'
'No words, Sorelli?' Rabastan asked, mockingly. 'Come on, where are your manners?'
Anne turned away from both Rabastan and Regulus, and just seated herself on a nearby chair.
'Exhausted?' Rabastan asked, grinning.
'Don't mind him.' Regulus said. 'He lost his mind in Azkaban.
At this, Anne broke her silence.
'I'm sorry.'
Rabastan glared at her. 'Apologize for my wand, not that. It wasn't your fault I got sent to Azkaban.'
Anne stared at Rabastan. 'You knew it was me?'
Rabastan nodded. 'Did you think I wouldn't figure it out? Disguise or no disguise, any one of us can recognize you by the way you fight.'
'What did Rodolphs say when – '
'I didn't tell him.' Rabastan interrupted. 'Do I look stupid to you? Brother or not, he would've murdered me on the spot.'
Anne sighed. 'Tell me guys, honestly, how mad is he?'
'Worry about him later.' Regulus said, darkly. 'You're trapped with the both of us now.'
Anne frowned. 'Really?'
Regulus nodded, taking his wand out of his pocket.
Anne shot a pleading look at Rabastan, who just smirked.
'Do you like my new wand, Anne?' Rabastan asked, taking out a new wand, which he had bought.
Anne just nodded, having nothing else to do.
'Looks like Evan already put you through hell.' Regulus observed. 'What a shame. You should've saved your strength for us.'
Regulus brandished his wand, and shot the first spell.
Downstairs, after a brief argument, Bellatrix and Narcissa headed to Malfoy manner, away from all the drama that was sure to come.
'You found her in Greece?' Rodolphus asked, not wasting a second. 'She was hiding in Greece?'
'I found her in Greece, but I think she arrived just as we starting invading.' Evan said. 'She told me she's been all over Europe. She didn't stay in one place for long, and she left as soon as she saw any signs of a Deatheater. She said she couldn't get out of Europe.'
Rodolphus shook his head. 'I don't know how she got out of Britain.'
'She's clever, I'll give you that.' Evan remarked. 'But...'
'But?' Lucius asked.
'Get her to a healer, one of you.' Evan said, with a sigh. 'Take her to St. Mungo's. Her mind is not right. She's crazy, I'm telling you.'
Lucius shook his head. 'She's jus stressed.'
'She's crazy.' Evan emphasized. 'Rodolphus, keeping her like this won't do her any good.'
'Why don't you have my son, Evan?' Rodolphus asked. 'Why isn't she with my son? Where did she leave him?'
'I don't know!' Evan hissed. 'You don't think I've tried to make her tell me? I did try, and believe me Rodolphus, she hates me for it.'
'I'm in your debt for bringing her back.' Rodolphus said. 'I thought...I almost gave up.'
Evan suddenly laughed. 'Don't mention it. I highly doubt you would ever give up. Anyways, who's idea was it to give her a Deatheater's cloak?'
Rodolphus's lips twitched, as if he wanted to smile. 'I thought she may find it useful.'
'She did.' Evan said. 'God knows how many times she actually escaped from us.'
'She's too clever for her own good.' Lucius said, before sighing. 'Other than her mentality, how is she?'
Evan hesitated. 'You should still get her to a healer. I think she had a tough birth with her son.'
'She did.' Rodolphus said, remembering the pain.
Evan nodded. 'Yeah, well, she hasn't seen a healer since, and she regularly complains about the pain.'
'Leave it to Anne to always be sick.' Lucius commented.
Rodolphus was about to reply when they heard screaming from upstairs.
The three up them stared at each other for about ten seconds before dashing upstairs. Rodolphus was ahead of them all, but Lucius and Evan were not far behind him.
Rodolphus barged through the door, along with Lucius and Evan.
Regulus had an innocent smile on his face, Rabastan was grinning mischievously, and lay groaning on the floor.
Rodolphus reacted when he say blood on the floor.
'Wipe those smirks off your face!' Rodolphus bellowed, walking towards Anne.
Anne shot her head up, and once she saw Rodolphus coming towards her. She let out a scream, and quite pathetically crawled behind Regulus's legs.
Rodolphus looked at her, quite stunned, and Rabastan began to roar with laughter.
'We torture her, but she runs from you!' Rabastan exclaimed.
Now Regulus, was unable to hold back his laughter.
Rodolphus fumed with rage as he watched his brother and Regulus laugh at him.
Lucius walked over to Anne, ignoring everyone else.
'Anne, are you alight?' Lucius asked, calmly.
Behind Regulus, Anne shook her head.
'Lucius, I'm gonna faint.' Anne whispered.
Lucius kneeled down, and stroked her hair. 'Don't be afraid.'
Anne shook her head. 'Don't do that, Lucius Malfoy. You're going to have your own turn at torturing me. Just like Evan, just like Rabastan, and just like Regulus!'
'Anne, listen – '
'I don't even care! Just don't let him,' Anne said, point to Rodolphus, 'touch me!'
Lucius seemed to avoid his best friends gaze.
'Well that's a shame.' Rodolphus spoke, and not caring about what Anne thought, he walked up to her once more.
Ignoring the screams, and protests from Anne, Rodolphus grabbed her by the arm and pulled her up to a standing position.
'Where are you hurt?' Rodolphus asked, examining her, as well as ignoring her protests.
'Everywhere!' Anne exclaimed, squirming. 'Don't touch me! Let me go!'
'Annabelle, control yourself!' Rodolphus said, sternly.
'Don't Annabelle me!' Anne replied. 'Get your filthy hands off me!'
Rodolphus laughed at this.
'My filthy hands?' Rodolphus asked, amused. 'Well, aren't you just precious?'
'Rodolphus.' Evan interrupted. 'Just let her go.'
'Yeah, Rod.' Rabastan said, as his laughter subsided. 'She clearly can't stand you.'
'Yeah, you wanna get out of me house?' Rodolphus hissed.
Rabastan shook his head. 'And miss all this? I don't think so.'
'Aww, she's going to cry!' Regulus said, amused.
'I suppose I'm just a big joke to all of you!' Anne shrieked.
'Five, four...' Evan said.
'What?' Lucius questioned.
'Look.' Evan said. 'Three, two, one...'
And right on time, Anne began screaming at the top of her lungs. She flung about her arms, attacking Rodolphus, and finally getting away from her. She directed all her hatred on him, and as magic shot out of her, everyone had to dock and dodge to avoid getting hurt.
Rabastan and Regulus were no longer smiling, as they anxiously watched an out of control Anne.
'Do something!' Lucius hissed at Evan.
'Do something?' Evan asked. 'Mate, this is the point you just try to SURVIVE!'
At ones, they all conjured shield, screaming out, 'Protego!'
The spells were reflected, and eventually, Anne tired herself out, and slumped back onto the ground.
Everyone got up cautiously.
Regulus was as pale as a ghost, Rabastan was death silent, Evan was taking deep breaths, Lucius was shocked beyond words, but Rodolphus remained indifferent, and walked once again, towards Anne.
Anne looked up, and Rodolphus slapped her really hard, before pinning her to the ground.
'Leave! All of you!' Rodolphus ordered.
Not wanting to be in the room in case Anne lost control again, everyone gladly left the room.
'What's wrong with you?' Rodolphus asked.
Anne shook her head, helplessly. 'I can't control it. I don't know what to do! What did you do to me?'
Rodolphus sighed heavily. 'I tried to teach you, since you were thirteen, to control your magic. Why don't you ever listen? Why in Salazar's name MUST YOU ALWAYS DEFY ME?'
'I didn't know I was pregnant!' Anne insisted. 'I wouldn't have left if I knew!'
'Why did you leave anyways?' Rodolphus yelled, wanting to hit her, once more. 'And why didn't you come back?'
'Because I hate you!' Anne screamed. 'I'm so miserable every second I'm with you. I never want my son to be anywhere near you!'
'I swear, I'll find a way to get our son back.' Rodolphus hissed. 'I'll find a way to strip you of your magic, and I swear to you Anne, if you don't learn this time around, I will kill you.'
'Not if I kill you first.' Anne spat.
Rodolphus slapped her once more, and this time Anne let out a whimper.
'We're winning this war, Mistress.' Rodolphus said, harshly. 'I promise you, if you don't, I'll never let you near my children again.'
'My children!' Anne whined.
Rodolphus smirked. 'If Bella can give me a son, then of course, they're yours by all means.'
'You'll never find him.' Anne whispered. 'I hid him better than I hid myself.'
'You'll tell me where he is.' Rodolphus said, confidently.
Anne shook her head. 'Never.'
'Annabelle, I'll torture you every second of every day until you tell me where my son is.' Rodolphus warned.
'Go ahead.' Anne said. 'I'll never let my son near the likes of you.'
Rodolphus kissed the top of Anne's head. 'Not tonight, Annabelle. Tonight, you rest.'
Rodolphus got up, and pulled Anne with him.
'I'm going to give you a new room this time.' Rodolphus said, dragging her through the halls.
They went down the stairs, and Anne was taken to the second floor. Going to the left, and opening the fourth door they passed, Anne got a look at her new room.
'You're keeping me in a dungeon?' Anne questioned, appalled.
'You're surprised?' Rodolphus asked, before saying, 'It's not a dungeon.'
'There's nothing in here!' Anne exclaimed.
'You've got a washroom.' Rodolphus said, pointing to the door leading to her washroom. 'And a bed, though I suppose that's only for my benefit.'
'And my clothes?' Anne demanded.
Rodolphus smirked. 'My son?'
Anne narrowed her eyes at him. 'No.'
'Then I guess you have to get used to wearing that every day.' Rodolphus said, uncaringly. 'I've got to warn you though, they're not going to last long.'
'You're really not going to give me any clothes?' Anne asked.
'Or food, or water.' Rodolphus said. 'Unless you tell me where he is.'
'I'd rather die.' Anne stated. 'I'll die before I give up my son.'
Rodolphus twirled his wand between his fingers, mocking. 'Oh, really?'
Anne bit down on her tongue as Rodolphus came closer.
He pointed it at her. 'Avada Kedav – '
Anne shoved Rodolphus, screaming in frustration.
'I know your greatest fear, Annabelle.' Rodolphus said. 'You wouldn't die for anyone, even your son.'
'Yes, I would!' Anne exclaimed. 'I'm not just gonna stand there and let you kill me though!'
'Get some rest.' Rodolphus said. 'I'll deal with you tomorrow.'
To Anne's relief, Rodolphus did not come to her the next day, or the day after that, or even the day after that. Anne had a single window to help keep track of when one day ends, and another starts. She hadn't seen anyone for several days.
The bad thing was, Rodolphus was serious when he said he wouldn't provide her with anything. After taking a shower, Anne would have to put on her old clothes. She went days again without food, water, and even fresh air.
She felt dizzy all the time, and was starving. She couldn't even think straight. She wasn't nervous, or scared, in fact, she felt nothing but hunger, and body aches.
About a week later, Anne got a visit.
'You thirsty?' Rodolphus asked, coming into her room.
He was acting a shim he were a very pleasant host.
Weakly, Anne sat on her bed, and nodded her head.
'I've brought you a glass of water.' Rodolphus said, handing her the glass.
Thankful, Anne grabbed the water, and was about to drink it, when Rodolphus interrupted her.
'But, before you drink it.' Rodolphus said, with a sly smile. 'I thought I'd be kind enough to inform that your drink has veritaserum in it.
Anne blinked confused.
'My first question would concern our son.' Rodolphus said, cruelly.
Anne threw the glass at Rodolphus, who just barely dodged it. He laughed, however, quite amused.
'I guess you're not thirsty.' Rodolphus concluded. 'I've decided to be nicer. I'll give you three meals a day, but they'll all have veritaserum in it. So, your choice, Annabelle.'
'You can't tempt me with food and drink.' Anne said hoarsely.
'Oh, but you're so weak!' Rodolphus said, tauntingly.
And to prove his point, he gave Anne a light push, and she dizzily fell on the bed, lying down once more.
Rodolphus smirked. 'Shall we get this started?'
Rodolphus was about to attack, when his hand lightly brushed Anne's arm.
Frowning, Rodolphus asked, 'Are you sick?'
Anne merely groaned in reply.
'Holy fuck, you're burning hot!' Rodolphus exclaimed, in an entirely different tone.
Anne could've sworn he sounded concerned but then she concluded it was only her mind playing tricks on her.
'Sit up.' Rodolphus said. 'Let me take a good look at you.
Anne sighed in frustration as Rodolphus pulled her into a sitting position once more.
'How long have you been sick?' Rodolphus asked. 'Why didn't you tell me?'
'You don't care.' Anne replied, rudely.
Rodolphus gave her a disbelieving look. 'I don't care? Annabelle, what did I ever do to you?'
Rodolphus honestly wanted answer.
'When I was thirteen, you killed my parents; when I was fourteen, you got me knocked up and then blamed me when your girlfriend caused my miscarriage; when I was fifteen, you left me; when I was sixteen, you made me your mistress; and now that I'm seventeen, YOU'RE TAKING OVER EUROPE AND FORCING ME TO LEAVE MY BABY!' Anne said, using up all of her energy to tell him this now. 'And that doesn't include the rape, the torture, the imprisonment, the lies, the mind games, the manipulation, the betrayal, the – '
'I get the idea.' Rodolphus said, raising a hand to let Anne know she could stop speaking.
'How could you even ask me what you did?' Anne said, her voice grower quieter and hoarser.
Rodolphus licked his lips.
'Let me ask you something.' Rodolphus said. 'Does the bad outweigh the good?'
'What good?' Anne snapped as best as she could.
Rodolphus rolled his eyes. 'Fine, let's skip everything else and say...Alexander. Is he worth everything?'
'What?' Anne asked.
'What if you never got your son? Can you imagine your life without him?' Rodolphus asked. 'If you take away everything I did to you, then you would've never gotten your son.'
'Mind games.' Anne stated, though she looked heartbroken.
'I swear to you, I'm speaking the truth.' Rodolphus said, with a shrug.
'Leave me!' Anne whined, turning her head.
'I've got to get you to a healer.' Rodolphus said.
'Yes, please.' Anne whispered.
Rodolphus hesitated, before abruptly saying, 'No.'
Anne couldn't get herself to say anything, but turned once more to look at Rodolphus, shocked.
'Annabelle, you know what I want.' Rodolphus said.
Anne shook her head, weakly.
'Then I have no choice.' Rodolphus said, raising his wand.
Anne felt her entire body tense, as she awaited the dose of pain. She wondered what Rodolphus had in store for her. She gave him such a desperate pleading look, as she couldn't bring herself to speak.
Rodolphus stared at Anne, going over curses in his head, trying to wonder what the right one would be.
He looked at Anne watery eyes, and her pleading expression. She looked so weak, and helpless.
Suddenly Rodolphus sighed in frustration and walked out of the room, without a word.
Anne let out a sigh of relief. She was confused, but her exhaustion took over her.
Malfoy Manor
'A girl?' Lucius asked, impassively. 'Are you certain?'
'Yes.' Narcissa replied. 'The healers were positive, Lucius...'
Lucius laughed very humourlessly. 'Isn't that splendid?'
'We have time, Lucius.' Narcissa said, stoically.
Lucius didn't reply. He knew he was being unreasonable, and Narcissa was right, they had plenty of time to have another baby, one that would be a boy.
'Lucius, say something.' Narcissa said, anxiously.
Lucius opened his mouth to speak, when their fireplace erupted in flames.
Rodolphus stepped out, looking quite weary.
'Rodolphus!' Lucius exclaimed, happy for the interruption.
Narcissa, however, looked annoyed. 'If you don't mind, Rodolphus, Lucius and I are preoccupied right now.'
Rodolphus looked at Narcissa briefly, before turning to Lucius. 'This is about Anne.'
Lucius nodded. 'Narcissa, we will talk tonight.'
'I'm your pregnant wife!' Narcissa said, icily.
'Yes, why don't you take care of that little girl in your womb, while I check up on your best friend?' Lucius asked, annoyed. 'Who knows, maybe Rodolphus got word of their son.'
Rodolphus, not being an idiot, didn't miss anything.
He smirked. 'A girl? Congratulations.'
Lucius shot Rodolphus a deathly glare. 'You want my help or not?'
Rodolphus nodded. 'I need a favour. Come to my manor.'
Lucius and Rodolphus arrived at Lestrange Manor.
'Where's Bella?' Lucius asked.
'With the Dark Lord.' Rodolphus said, shrugging.
'Why?' Lucius asked.
'To see if she could be of any use.' Rodolphus replied. 'She didn't wanna stick around while...'
'While?' Lucius questioned.
'It was the strangest thing.' Rodolphus said. 'She didn't want to be in the house while Annabelle was being tortured.'
'Annabelle?' Lucius questioned.
'What about it?' Rodolphus asked.
Lucius shook his head. 'Nothing. Now, what did you need?'
'She's sick.' Rodolphus said.
Lucius didn't looked surprised. 'And?'
'And I don't want to take her to a healer, if she won't cooperate with me.' Rodolphus said, simply/
Lucius nodded. 'Well, what did you need me for?'
Rodolphus hesitated for the second time that day. 'I need you to torture her for me.'
Lucius looked at his friend, intently, before nodding, not even requesting an explanation.
Rodolphus still looked uneasy. 'Don't kill her.'
'Why would I do that?' Lucius asked.
'Don't hurt her, Lucius.' Rodolphus said.
Lucius raised an eyebrow at his friend. 'What shall I do then?'
Rodolphus hissed in anger. 'Torture her. Just don't let me stop you.'
'Perhaps you should leave then.' Lucius suggested.
Rodolphus glared at him. 'No.'
'Do you love her?' Lucius asked carefully.
'Does it matter?' Rodolphus asked, calmly.
Lucius thought about it for a while before answering.
'No.' Lucius said, indifferently. 'I suppose not.'
The two men reached Anne's bedroom.
'I'll go in.' Lucius said. 'The door's going to be secure. I suggest you go elsewhere.'
Rodolphus nodded. 'I will.'
Lucius went inside, and secured the door, making sure no one can get in or out.
Rodolphus thought about leaving, but in the end, he didn't want to. He could've asked Lucius to silence the room as well, or he himself, could have done it. But again, he did not want to.
Rodolphus stood outside, where a long silence ensued.
After what seemed like hours, the silenced was pierced by screaming. Rodolphus knew that scream too well, and found himself clenching his fists.
The screaming continued, and Rodolphus, still refused to move. He banged on the door several times, ordering Lucius to open it, but it was to no avail. Rodolphus stood outside screaming in anger, and Anne remained inside screaming with horror and pain.
Rodolphus didn't know what Lucius was doing in there. Frankly, he was certain he didn't want to her. He could make out the sound of Anne's cries, and her pleading voice, no matter how hoarse or hushed it was.
He could hear the thudding inside, the banging of walls, and he could only imagine Anne lying on the floor, bleeding, with bruises and scars and broken bones.
Rodolphus slid down to the floor, he back against the wall. He buried his head in his hands, hopelessly, waiting for Lucius to be done with her.
He couldn't find the strength to leave.
'Rodolphus?' A voice called.
Rodolphus vaguely noticed his wife.
'What's going on?' Bellatrix asked, confused and shocked beyond words.
He question was answered as she heard Lucius's angry voice, followed by Anne's screams.
She looked at her husband, knowingly. 'Couldn't do it yourself, could do?'
'She was sick.' Rodolphus replied, shakily, removing his hands from his face.
Bellatrix noticed how pale her husband was, and how tortured he looked.
Finally, the door clicked, and Lucius stepped out, looking cold, and impassive.
Rodolphus stood up, and before anyone could react, he had Lucius shoved against the wall, with his wand pointed at him.
'You bastard, didn't I tell you not to hurt her?' Rodolphus roared. 'WHAT DID YOU DO?'
Lucius looked fairly calm, but Bellatrix was shocked beyond word.
Rodolphus punched Lucius, and at once, the two men began to fight. They bumped into everything. Vases were crashes to the ground, and portraits were falling off the walls.
Finally, somehow, the two of them just stopped fighting. Both were on the ground, trying to get their breathing normal once more.
'What did she say?' Rodolphus asked, taking a deep breath.
'Nothing.' Lucius said, sighing. 'No matter what I did. She's unconscious now.'
'And about me?' Rodolphus asked, trying to look as impassive as Lucius.
'Coward.' Lucius said, simply.
'I'm going to get her out of here.' Bellatrix said, simply.
Rodolphus and Lucius both looked up at her.
'I'm leaving her with Rabastan, until she gets better.' Bellatrix stated.
Neither Rodolphus nor Lucius protested, as Bellatrix went inside the room.
Not wanting to witness Anne's state, Rodolphus got up, and swiftly apparated out of his manor.
Rabastan's
'You're awake.' Rabastan remarked, coming into the room.
'And healed.' Anne commented.
Rabastan nodded.
'Who healed me?' Anne asked. 'Don't tell me it was you.'
Rabastan smirked. 'Alas, beautiful girl, it was me.'
Anne scowled at Rabastan and pulled her covers tighter around her body.
'No use now.' Rabastan said, shrugging his shoulders.
'Why am I here?' Anne asked, a little ruder than she intended.
'From what Bella told me, Lucius sure did a number on you.' Rabastan answered.
Anne sighed. 'Bellatrix?'
'She brought you here.'
'Why?' Anne asked.
'Don't know. Never asked.' Rabastan said. 'I haven't seen Rodolphus around, so I'm sure he agreed.'
'I don't care.' Anne spat. 'He's the reason I was in that state anyways.'
'It was Lucius who did it.' Rabastan said.
'Only cause Rodolphus wouldn't' Anne said, simply. 'Tell me, was your brother always such a coward?'
Rabastan smirked. 'He's the wrong person to call a coward.'
'He couldn't get the courage to hurt me himself, so he got someone else to do it!' Anne exclaimed. 'If that's not cowardice, then I don't know what is.'
'You made him fall in love with you.' Rabastan said. 'It's not his fault.'
'Does he?' Anne asked, stoically.
'What?' Rabastan asked.
'Love me?' Anne asked. 'Like actually?'
'He seems to think so.' Rabastan said. 'But then again, he wants to kill you just as much. I reckon it's just his head playing tricks on him.'
Anne rolled her eyes. 'Bloody idiot cannot even make up his mind. This is the man who's the Dark lord's favourite?'
'That man, who cannot make up his mind, is the reason we're going to victorious in this war.' Rabastan stated. 'Oh, and want to know what law was passed recently?'
'Legalizing the hunting of muggles?' Anne asked.
Rabastan laughed. 'Not yet. I'll put in a word for that, though. Thank you for reminding me.'
Anne made a look of disgust at Rabastan.
'Having a slave, or a mistress, is now legal.' Rabastan stated.
'No.' Anne whispered.
Rabastan walked towards her. 'Oh yes, Anne. So all those Mudbloods, Muggles and worthless morons who are against the Dark Lord better watch out. Once they're capture, they'll be given to us.'
'You won't win.' Anne said, shakily.
'Oh yes, we will.' Rabastan said. 'And you know it. You've always known it. You've always thought we'd win, and you were right, Anne.'
'Shut up!' Anne hissed. 'You cannot win! This kind of evil can't ever win!'
'Who said we're the bad guys?' Rabastan asked. 'I've told you time and time again, that is our world. Everything we have taken is rightfully ours!'
'What about the Bloodtraitors?' Anne asked. 'What will happen to them?'
Rabastan smirked. 'Want to see if your beloved Sirius will be safe?'
'Tell Rodolphus that if everyone I care about is given a pardon, then I'll tell him where his son is.' Anne lied, taking a huge breath.
Rabastan laughed once more. 'Oh, didn't I tell you?'
'Tell me what?' Anne asked.
'We caught two people the other day.' Rabastan said, casually. 'You know anyone named John and Lisa?'
Anne's eyes widened in shock, and she sprang forth, not caring about covering herself with sheets, towards Rabastan.
'Take me home!' Anne begged.
'Is Lestrange Manor your home now?' Rabastan asked, smirking.
'Yes! Now take me!' Anne screamed. 'Take me to my son!'
'Alright, if you want.' Rabastan said. 'You know you've got to be good now, don't you?'
'Rabastan!' Anne exclaimed. 'Just take me!'
'if you don't do what he says, you'll never be allowed near your precious son again.' Rabastan said, mockingly.
'Fine!' Anne said, desperate. 'Just take me!'
'Not like that.' Rabastan said, smirking at Anne's lack of clothes.
Anne screamed in frustration, and tried to cover herself once more.
Rabastan summoned a white dress, and Anne quickly put it on.
'Shall we go?' Rabastan asked, extending his arm to her.
Anne took it, and soon, the two of them were apparating into Lestrange Manor.
'How could you...?' Anne asked.
'I'm a Lestrange too, remember?' Rabastan asked. 'I can apparate in or out, Rodolphus just prefers me not to.'
Anne rolled her eyes, and starting running through the house.
'Rodolphus!' She screamed. 'RODOLPHUS!'
'They're in the living room.' Rabastan said, clearly enjoying watching Anne suffer.
Anne made a swift turn and ran towards the living room.
'Anne, you're back.' Rodolphus said, simply.
He was holding Alexander in his arms.
'Give him to me!' Anne screamed.
To her surprise, Alexander was not crying. He seemed rather delighted, in fact.
Rodolphus shook his head. 'First, I need you to do a little something for me.'
'Give me my son, Rodolphus!' Anne said, murderously.
'Oh? The son you left? The on you've kept away from me?' Rodolphus asked. 'Hmmm, I don't think so. Not yet.'
'Tell me what I have to do!' Anne asked, still yelling.
Rodolphus gave her a cruel smile. 'Did you think I would not find him?'
'How did you?' Anne asked. 'There's you way you could've.'
'Our deatheaters invaded Australia.' Rodolphus said. 'Should've known you would've hid him there.'
'How did you find him?' Anne repeated.
'Their house was magically protected but like all the others, we broke in.' Rodolphus said. 'John and Lisa begged for their lives, and claimed to have my son.'
Anne shook her head. 'Traitors.'
'No, they're smart. A chance to live by handing over a Deatheater's baby? I'd say that was a very good trade.' Rodolphus said, still smiling. 'I had Regulus go to Australia, to confirm is was Alexander.'
'Fine.' Anne said, shaking. 'You have your son. Now let me hold him.'
'Did you forget you have to do something for me, Mistress?' Rodolphus asked, with a smirk.
'Oh god, I'll sleep with you, okay?' Anne yelled. 'I'll do it now if it means I'll get to hold my son!'
'Oh, believe me, I do intend to fuck real hard, Annabelle.' Rodolphus said. 'but that's not what I want.'
'What do you want?' Anne asked, hopelessly. 'Anything, Rodolphus. You can't do this to me. You can't keep my son away from me.'
'We caught a few members of the Order.' Rodolphus said. 'No one close to you, don't worry.'
Anne sighed, slightly relieved.
'You have to torture and kill them, along with John and Lisa.' Rodolphus said. 'At a party I'm throwing, for the return of my beloved son.'
'You heartless bastard, how can you ask me to do that?' Anne asked.
'I need your utter loyalty to me, Anne.' Rodolphus said. 'And to our family. Do this, and you'll get to hold your son.'
'Rodolphus – '
'And you'll do it to my satisfaction, got that?' Rodolphus asked. 'Or you'll never see your son again.'
'Let me hold him now.' Anne begged, all yelling stopped.
'The party's tonight.' Rodolphus stated. 'Don't worry, if you're good, you'll get to hold him before the night is over.'
Rabastan grabbed Anne's arm. 'Let go.'
'Rabastan, my son!' Anne said, terrified.
'He's been here for days.' Rabastan replied. 'He'll be fine. You and I need to get the prisoners prepared.'
Anne looked once again at Rodolphus, and glanced at her son one last time.
'Alexander.' She whispered.
