Chapter 25: The torture part 2
I don't know how long it's been since I have been in captivity with Voldemort and his death eaters. I am scared, alone, and hurt. Cuts and bruises covered my body from the torture I have been getting. I wished my family would hurry up and rescue me soon to get away from this hellhole. As I was lost in my thoughts and was about to fall asleep, the cell door had open. Lucius had walked into the cell. I wanted to scream at him to leave me alone but I had a gag tied around my mouth. Lucius had taken the gag off of me and I gasped for breath. "Can't you just leave me alone please?" I said, with a few tears in my eyes.
"No, the Dark Lord has requested you're presence." Lucius said. Lucius used his wand and cut most of the ropes but kept my hands tied together. He then grabbed me tightly by the hand, dragged me up the stairs, and dragged me to another part of the manor where I have not been before. When we got up another part of the stairs, we walked a little bit farther into a different room. Lucius knocked on the door and opened it.
"I have her as you requested, my lord," Lucius said. "Good, you can set her on the bed and you may go," Voldemort said. Lucius nodded and threw me onto the bed. He left the room, closing the door behind him. I looked around the room. The room was dark and depressing. The only things that were in the room were a desk and a bed. The walls were a dark grey color and the floors were a black color. Looks like the kind of room an evil person would have.
"What did you want from me now?" I asked Voldemort. "Stand up," Voldemort said. I did as he said and stood up. He cut the ropes that tied my hands together. "Don't even think about running or I will kill you," Voldemort warned me. I said nothing and nodded, letting him know I heard him.
Voldemort grabbed both of my hands, held them together tightly, and tied some rope, tying my hands tightly together. He lifted me up, grabbed a hook from the ceiling wall, grabbed a length of rope, and hung me there. He tied my feet together. "What did you want from me again?" I asked again. "Just to have some fun with you and make you suffer," Voldemort said. "You asshole. When my family comes to rescue me, they will beat your ass." I said, still trying to be brave even though I was still scared. "Yeah, like that will ever happen. Crucio!" Voldemort shouted. I screamed in pain when the spell hit me.
I had some tears streaming down my face as Voldemort hit me with the spell again. My muscles tightened and pain seared through my body every time the spell hit me. I wish this would all end. That I could go home and be with my family. I screamed in pain again when the spell hit me again. Voldemort let the spell last for about five minutes. I kept screaming as the spell still continued to hit me. Voldemort grabbed me by the chin and forced me to look at him.
"Please stop. I can't take anymore." I said. "Are you telling me what to do?" Voldemort said, glaring at me. "No, I am not telling you what to do. I am just asking you to please stop because it hurts." I said, with some more tears streaming down my face. "Good, I want you to suffer. You need to be punished for telling me what to do." Voldemort said. "No, I was not..." I started but was cut off when he hit me with the spell again.
"Crucio!" He shouted. I screamed in pain again when the spell hit me yet again. Voldemort punched me in the ribs and I grunted in pain. I almost threw up when he punched me again. I think he might have broken my ribs. I was suddenly grabbed by the hair and Voldemort pointed his wand and cut me. I cried in pain. "My lord?" A voice said. We both turned to the entrance to see Bellatrix. "What is it Bella, I'm busy with this girl here," Voldemort said.
"I know, but I was wondering if I could have a turn with her?" Bellatrix said. "Yeah, just give me a minute," Voldemort said. Voldemort gave me one more cut and stepped aside so Bellatrix could have her turn with me. "Hanging in there, Potter?" Bellatrix said with a smirk, laughing at my condition. "Fuck off, leave me alone." I spat. "Now, don't behave like that, Lana. Bellatrix, show her what happens when she misbehaves." Voldemort said. "Haha, sure," Bellatrix said. Bellatrix lifted my shirt up a bit and grabbed my stomach tightly, with her nails digging in my skin. I cried in pain.
"Ahh, the nails!" I cried. "Shut up!" Bellatrix shrieked and slapped me. She pointed her wand at the lower part of my stomach and began cutting my skin. I screamed as she continued cutting my stomach. I felt blood pouring out of my skin and I tried not to cry again.
When she was done with the awful torture, she smirked at me. I couldn't help but let the tears fall down my face. She laughed, grabbed my hair, and began licking the tears off of my face. "Your disgusting," I said in between sobs.
Bellatrix giggled and leaned towards me and did something unimaginable. She kissed me! "No!" I screamed and tried to pull away. She kissed me one more time. Meanwhile, Voldemort watched with amusement. I continued to cry. Someone other than my wife and my husband's have kissed me without my consent. At least I didn't get raped. "You can go now, Bellatrix," Voldemort said. Bellatrix left and Voldemort looked at me. "How long has it been since I have been in here?" I asked. "About a few days," Voldemort said. "Your father better be here soon so I can kill him," Voldemort said. "And then, I will kill you," Voldemort said.
He left the room, laughing. He slammed the door behind him when he left. I sighed. I was left, hanging from the ceiling, tied up still. After a few minutes, Professor Snape walked inside the room. "Can you leave me alone, I've been tortured enough," I said. Professor Snape walked up to me and put a finger to my lips. He got out a bottle. "Take this, it's to heal your wounds." Professor Snape said. I looked at him, confused.
"It's a healing potion." Professor Snape said. "How do I know it's not a poison potion?" I said. "Just take the damn potion!" Professor Snape shouted. "Okay, okay," I said. Professor Snape put the potion to my lips and forced the potion down me. It tasted disgusting but at least it would heal my wounds. When I was done taking the potion, I spoke up, "Can't you get me down from these ropes?" "No, I could get killed. Just wait for your parents to come to rescue you." Professor Snape said.
"Why are you helping me?" I asked. "So your parents don't sue me when they get you out of here." Professor Snape said. With that, he left, slamming the door behind him.
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