Chapter 5
Voldemort sat to left of the broken woman. Once known as Minerva
McGonagall.
"Last chance my dear." He muttered slyly.
"Never." She managed to mutter.
"Crucio!" He screamed the red light came out of his wand on stabbed into
Minerva's skin.
It was the worst thing she had ever felt in her life. Pain shot through
her. Pain like nothing she had felt before. Fire. Fire burning and scolding
every one of her nerve's and muscles. The pain was so intense she could
hardly scream. Her body shock uncontrollable. Her head was exploding. Her
skin didn't seem to fit her body. She was dieing. She knew she would die
under this curse. As this thought came into her head the curse was slowly
stopped. Her cheeks were wet. Her breathing ragged. Again Voldemort took
her wrists in his hands and straddled her. Her eyes showed more then fear
this time. She tried to move but her body had betrayed her. She couldn't
move at all. Her breath slowly came back to normal as the pain vanished.
"I don't like doing that to you Minerva." He muttered. "But you will be
mine. Just give in now. Just give in and save yourself. Just give in and
stop this pain."
"I can't." She muttered softly.
He growled softly to himself. Before bending down and forcing his lips to
hers while forcing his tongue into her blood filled mouth. She went to bite
his tongue but he held her throat tightly. He kissed her lustfully. His
body slamming against hers. His hands everywhere as he put her in the full
body bind. She felt the tears fall from her eyes. They slid sideways and
ended in her hair. He used her that night. Used her for his personal
entertainment. Used her to stop the hunger he possessed. What had she ever
done to receive such torture? He left her after he was finished.
Left her to clutch her ribbed robes to her freezing body. Left her to cry
about what he had done to her. As soon as her lips were no longer numb she
screamed. Screamed with everything she had ever kept bolted up screamed at
the pain she was feeling. Screamed at finding herself, sitting in blood.
Screamed at what he had done to her.
Albus Dumbledore paced the floor of his office. Severus and Remus entered
the room slowly. They caught a small glimpse of the distraught mans face.
He looked tired he obviously hadn't slept the night before. Both his
breakfast and lunch sat on a table untouched. He looked up at them.
"Any news?" Severus nodded. They had rehearsed what they were going to say
outside. But now it came to it, it was harder then they had ever thought.
"Well what it spit it out!" Severus and Remus looked at each other.
"Well he... he wants to make Minerva his queen. His consort. But she said no
she would never ever be with him."
"I'll take it Severus. You see he's been keeping her in one of his
dungeons. He has tried talking to her, threatening her. But nothing has
worked so... he has taken her to one of the guest rooms. He's locked the door
and he's moved on to over means of trying to make her his. He's... he's... he's
torturing her. The Crucius curse and... and... muggle torturing."
"Muggle torturing. What kind of muggle torturing?"
"He's been... forcing him self onto her."
"Oh Merlin." Albus moaned as he sank into a chair.
"We don't know how long she'll last that. Sir it could be months. Weeks but
it could be days. Maybe even hours. I don't know sir. I have never seen
anybody put to such torture in one day."
Albus wasn't listening. He softly rested his head in his hands and he did
something. Severus and Remus found awful and horrifying. On his perch
fawkes was crying. A phoenix could always tell when there master was in
pain.
Albus sat there his head buried in his hands and he cried.
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Voldemort sat to left of the broken woman. Once known as Minerva
McGonagall.
"Last chance my dear." He muttered slyly.
"Never." She managed to mutter.
"Crucio!" He screamed the red light came out of his wand on stabbed into
Minerva's skin.
It was the worst thing she had ever felt in her life. Pain shot through
her. Pain like nothing she had felt before. Fire. Fire burning and scolding
every one of her nerve's and muscles. The pain was so intense she could
hardly scream. Her body shock uncontrollable. Her head was exploding. Her
skin didn't seem to fit her body. She was dieing. She knew she would die
under this curse. As this thought came into her head the curse was slowly
stopped. Her cheeks were wet. Her breathing ragged. Again Voldemort took
her wrists in his hands and straddled her. Her eyes showed more then fear
this time. She tried to move but her body had betrayed her. She couldn't
move at all. Her breath slowly came back to normal as the pain vanished.
"I don't like doing that to you Minerva." He muttered. "But you will be
mine. Just give in now. Just give in and save yourself. Just give in and
stop this pain."
"I can't." She muttered softly.
He growled softly to himself. Before bending down and forcing his lips to
hers while forcing his tongue into her blood filled mouth. She went to bite
his tongue but he held her throat tightly. He kissed her lustfully. His
body slamming against hers. His hands everywhere as he put her in the full
body bind. She felt the tears fall from her eyes. They slid sideways and
ended in her hair. He used her that night. Used her for his personal
entertainment. Used her to stop the hunger he possessed. What had she ever
done to receive such torture? He left her after he was finished.
Left her to clutch her ribbed robes to her freezing body. Left her to cry
about what he had done to her. As soon as her lips were no longer numb she
screamed. Screamed with everything she had ever kept bolted up screamed at
the pain she was feeling. Screamed at finding herself, sitting in blood.
Screamed at what he had done to her.
Albus Dumbledore paced the floor of his office. Severus and Remus entered
the room slowly. They caught a small glimpse of the distraught mans face.
He looked tired he obviously hadn't slept the night before. Both his
breakfast and lunch sat on a table untouched. He looked up at them.
"Any news?" Severus nodded. They had rehearsed what they were going to say
outside. But now it came to it, it was harder then they had ever thought.
"Well what it spit it out!" Severus and Remus looked at each other.
"Well he... he wants to make Minerva his queen. His consort. But she said no
she would never ever be with him."
"I'll take it Severus. You see he's been keeping her in one of his
dungeons. He has tried talking to her, threatening her. But nothing has
worked so... he has taken her to one of the guest rooms. He's locked the door
and he's moved on to over means of trying to make her his. He's... he's... he's
torturing her. The Crucius curse and... and... muggle torturing."
"Muggle torturing. What kind of muggle torturing?"
"He's been... forcing him self onto her."
"Oh Merlin." Albus moaned as he sank into a chair.
"We don't know how long she'll last that. Sir it could be months. Weeks but
it could be days. Maybe even hours. I don't know sir. I have never seen
anybody put to such torture in one day."
Albus wasn't listening. He softly rested his head in his hands and he did
something. Severus and Remus found awful and horrifying. On his perch
fawkes was crying. A phoenix could always tell when there master was in
pain.
Albus sat there his head buried in his hands and he cried.
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