This chapter contains more graphic violence than this story has had up to this point. If this bothers you, or offends you, you might want to skip reading it.
48. Vengeance Begun
Around 3:30 in the afternoon, Snape closed his ledger with a snap. There, everything was accounted for and neatly put away. The end of another school year was at hand, a most eventful one. Contemplating everything that had happened to him this past year, he smiled to himself, surely the best and worst year he'd ever had. Just two more days until this was all over! Then Evangeline would finally be his, and he wouldn't have to put up with all this unwanted company any longer. All these strange people made him nervous. As the wedding preparations had gone on and on and the guests had arrived, he'd found himself more and more often contemplating the allure of elopement. He simply wanted to be able to proclaim to the world that Evangeline was his, now and forever, then he wanted the world to go away and leave them alone. Was that truly too much to ask?
He'd been glad of the excuse of needing to complete his inventory today, to keep him away from everyone. Not to mention finishing the Wolfsbane Potion. As realization dawned, he frowned. It was the middle of the afternoon. Moonrise was early evening…even before dark tonight. Where was Lupin? Snape never needed to remind him, he's always been careful to take the potion several hours ahead. Why hasn't he been down to see him? Something about this didn't feel right.
Snape abruptly got up from his desk and walked out of his classroom. He'd better find him. Dumbledore wouldn't be happy if something went wrong while there were guests in the castle. The last thing they needed was a werewolf, on the rampage, terrorizing the wedding guests. A smirk crossed his face. Although, it wasn't an altogether unpleasant image, to be sure.
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Evangeline came to on a hard packed dirt floor. She sat up to realize she was only wearing her shift…what the hell happened to her clothes? Where was she? She blinked her eyes and became aware that she wasn't alone. Lying against the far wall of this stone room she was in was Remus Lupin. He was conscious, but his hands and feet were tied tightly together. She scrambled up to go to him when she was roughly grabbed from behind.
An arrogant voice snarled nastily in her ear. "You can check on your pet werewolf later, Evangeline. Right now, you and I need to have a little chat."
A cold shiver went down her spine as she recognized the voice. Unwillingly, she turned to find herself face to face with Lucius Malfoy. A gasp slipped unconsciously from her throat and the color drained from her cheeks. Malfoy was certainly the very last person that she ever wanted to be this close to again.
"Malfoy…what do you want?" she whispered, horrified to have this monster touching her once more.
The haughty wizard grinned sadistically. "Oh, I think you know…but your "fiancé" has made sure I don't get it a second time." Without warning, he hauled back his arm and slapped her full force across the face, sending her to her knees, and wrenching a cry of pain from her throat.
Lupin began to struggle violently against his bonds. "Leave her alone, Malfoy, you bastard!" he screamed in rage.
Malfoy ignored Lupin and dropped to his knees. He grabbed Evangeline by the hair and roughly yanked her head back. Then he kissed her savagely, while running his free hand over her body, squeezing and clawing angrily at her. She wrestled desperately with him, but he was far stronger than she was. Despite her struggles, he managed to get her onto her back and lay full length on top of her, imprisoning her hands in one of his own above her head.
In between kissing and biting her viciously, to the point of drawing blood, he whispered angrily. "We all know where this should go, don't we, Evangeline! But thanks to Snape, that's no longer possible. That bastard lied to me and to Lord Voldemort! That's a very stupid thing to do. He made me look like a fool and robbed me of something precious. No one gets away with that! No one! Well, now it's my turn!"
Abruptly he sat up on top of her and slapped her as hard as he could across the face again and again. Then he rested his hand on her abdomen, as she lay there dizzy and aching.
In a voice full of hate, he exclaimed, "I understand that the two of you are expecting. Obviously Snape didn't drink his own potion. Well, I get the last laugh. Snape may think he's won, but he's woefully mistaken. If he can take sex away from me, then I can return the favor. You should be flattered, my dear. In all the years I've known him, you're the only woman I've ever seen him care for. Losing you will be devastating to him…losing the baby, too…well, that's just an added bonus, as far as I'm concerned."
Suddenly Malfoy took her head into his hands and viciously slammed it into the rocklike earthen floor. Consciousness blinked out momentarily for Evangeline, and she lay dazed and unfocused. Blood matted her auburn tresses and seeped into the hard packed ground. While she was insensible, Malfoy took the opportunity to rip her shift from her body, leaving her naked and even more vulnerable to him. He spread her arms to the side and aimed his wand at her wrists. Metal wire snaked out to coil around them and bury itself deeply into the earth. Then he opened her legs wide, placing her body into a spread eagle position and similarly imprisoned her ankles.
Malfoy laughed nastily. "That's how I prefer you, Evangeline…ready, if not eager." He aimed his wand at her again. "We can't have you missing the show, now can we. Enervate."
Immediately, Evangeline returned to full consciousness and felt waves of pain and fear slam through her at the position she found herself in. Her abused head throbbed ceaselessly. Trying not to move it too much and make the pain even worse, she moaned softly and tested the strength of her bonds. Fear escalated inside her at an alarming rate as she came to realize that there was not likely to be any avenue of escape. She was securely pinned to the floor like a butterfly in a collection.
Malfoy came over and crouched down next to her. He laughed at her obvious distress and trailed his hand teasingly down the length of her exposed body, fondling her breasts and stroking lightly between her legs. Evangeline squeezed her eyes shut and gritted her teeth. She jerked her head to the side and tried to steel herself for whatever ordeal was coming.
Remus Lupin was beside himself with rage and fear, as he was forced to lie there and witness Malfoy's brutalizing of Evangeline. He found himself screaming with intense hatred. "Get your hands off her, you slime-ridden pile of excrement! Or so help me, if I ever get out of here, I'll hunt you down and tear you limb from limb! I'll find you some full moon, Malfoy, I swear I will!" He wrestled desperately with the ropes that held him fast to no avail.
Abruptly Malfoy turned his attention to Lupin, "Such language werewolf, I suppose your family saw no point in teaching manners to an animal."
As he stared at Lupin in amusement, a very speculative gleam came into his cold eyes. Placing his mouth to her ear, he whispered to Evangeline, "I'll be back soon, my dear. Try not to miss me too much." He rose slowly to his feet, pausing to suck roughly on one of Evangeline's breasts.
Chuckling nastily to himself, he walked over to loom menacingly over the tightly bound Lupin. "Jealous, werewolf? I'll bet you'd like a piece of her yourself, wouldn't you?"
Malfoy squatted down and stared into Remus' hate-filled eyes. "Perhaps that can be arranged," he murmured enticingly.
Icy cold fear swept over Remus in a wave as he glared at Malfoy. What further perversion could the man be contemplating? Realization hit with a shock. "Please no…please not that!" Remus began to shake his head. "No, Malfoy, please don't!"
Malfoy raised his wand and with a cruel laugh, he aimed it at Remus and murmured, "Imperio." Suddenly Remus found himself floating on a cloud…calm, peaceful, biddable. His true consciousness was locked up inside a tiny box, where it struggled and screamed uselessly. Malfoy smiled coldly as Remus ceased his struggles and merely stared at him with eyes full of frustrated anger.
"That's a good werewolf. Shall we go ravish the pretty lady now?"
He watched Remus visibly struggle until he was finally able to mouth the single word, "No!"
Malfoy laughed. "Well, I should have expected that a dark creature like you would have a will strong enough to make this difficult."
Malfoy stood up and turned to Evangeline. "It appears your pet has moral objections to raping you, my dear. Unfortunately for you, I can't let him get the last word on the subject."
Evangeline struggled desperately against her cruel bonds with tears flowing down her face…more scared for Remus at the moment than for herself. Malfoy dropped down and pulled Lupin roughly into a sitting position. Then he placed his wand between Remus' eyes and stated firmly, "Imperio Totalus Amplificare."
Lupin stiffened in his bonds, and the resistance died out of his eyes. Malfoy laughed triumphantly, and with a wave of his wand, he dissolved the ropes that held Remus immobile.
"There now," he purred. "Isn't that better? Quite a wonderful feeling, don't you agree?"
Lupin nodded robotically.
Malfoy got to his feet once more and cast Evangeline a malevolent glance before turning back to Lupin. "Take off your clothes, werewolf!" he commanded with glee.
Lupin got up and obediently began to shed his clothing. While somewhere deep in his mind, his conscious self beat mercilessly against walls of iron and screamed out his pain and rage in empty helplessness.