Chapter 7
She couldn't take anymore. How long had it been since the last time?
Probably only 2 hours.
"Are you ready to be mine yet?" He asked softly. The door slamming behind
him. It would be so easy to just say yes. So easy to have him cure, her and
keep her. But she didn't.
"No." She said her voice no more then a whisper. He sighed in pure
frustration before he came and sat next to her now anorexic form. How long
had it been since she had first been locked in this terrible room. Months?
Years? She couldn't tell.
"I could just curse you Minerva. I could make you mine by spells. But I
don't want to. I want you to be mine. All I want is you."
She didn't answer him. He grabbed her jaw violently. She didn't scream. She
couldn't scream anymore. He shoved her head down. Her exposed back now
facing him. She received double torture that night the whipping on her back
obviously hadn't been enough. He had to rape her for the 9th time as well.
"Be mine." He asked before he departed.
"Go to hell." She spat. He slapped her causing her to end up on the floor
once more. He left her to sit alone and cry. And that's what she did. Tears
of agony falling down her cheeks. Why hadn't Albus come? He said he would
always save her and protect her yet he wasn't here. No-one gave a damn
about her!
No this wasn't true. She knew Albus loved her and she him. But he wasn't
here. Why wasn't he here? She couldn't take it. She didn't even notice that
she was still bleeding internally. She didn't notice the pool of blood she
was sitting in was slowly building up. Tomorrow she thought to herself.
Tomorrow he would come again. He would ask her.
If she would join him. Minerva moved her weak body over the lean against
the bed. Tomorrow she would say yes. Tomorrow she would be out of here.
Then maybe Albus would be able to save her. She sat back slowly, she
wondered if Harry would ever destroy Voldemort.
She wondered if she would ever see it. But in truth she knew she wouldn't.
She felt her head drop back slowly and there he was her Albus smiling at
her. Telling her it was all right to sleep. Telling her to sleep and
tomorrow she would be safe. She nodded. She really did need to sleep. Harry
would do it she knew he would.
Albus would be fine. He would come and get her. She would be able to tell
him she loved him again. Her eyes slowly dropped tomorrow she would wake up
and be free. I love you Albus she muttered. As she relished that there
would be no tomorrow. Her eyes closed fully as her last breath was stolen
as the last of her blood ran from her body her last words echoed the room.
There would be no sunrise for her. She would never hear the sound of a
unicorn's first breath again. She would never be able to stroll around as a
cat and marvel at the beauty of the world. She would never be held by her
dear Albus again. She would never see her students grow. Her last words
were so simple yet so meaningful.
"Forgive me."
Evilwoman 2004
She couldn't take anymore. How long had it been since the last time?
Probably only 2 hours.
"Are you ready to be mine yet?" He asked softly. The door slamming behind
him. It would be so easy to just say yes. So easy to have him cure, her and
keep her. But she didn't.
"No." She said her voice no more then a whisper. He sighed in pure
frustration before he came and sat next to her now anorexic form. How long
had it been since she had first been locked in this terrible room. Months?
Years? She couldn't tell.
"I could just curse you Minerva. I could make you mine by spells. But I
don't want to. I want you to be mine. All I want is you."
She didn't answer him. He grabbed her jaw violently. She didn't scream. She
couldn't scream anymore. He shoved her head down. Her exposed back now
facing him. She received double torture that night the whipping on her back
obviously hadn't been enough. He had to rape her for the 9th time as well.
"Be mine." He asked before he departed.
"Go to hell." She spat. He slapped her causing her to end up on the floor
once more. He left her to sit alone and cry. And that's what she did. Tears
of agony falling down her cheeks. Why hadn't Albus come? He said he would
always save her and protect her yet he wasn't here. No-one gave a damn
about her!
No this wasn't true. She knew Albus loved her and she him. But he wasn't
here. Why wasn't he here? She couldn't take it. She didn't even notice that
she was still bleeding internally. She didn't notice the pool of blood she
was sitting in was slowly building up. Tomorrow she thought to herself.
Tomorrow he would come again. He would ask her.
If she would join him. Minerva moved her weak body over the lean against
the bed. Tomorrow she would say yes. Tomorrow she would be out of here.
Then maybe Albus would be able to save her. She sat back slowly, she
wondered if Harry would ever destroy Voldemort.
She wondered if she would ever see it. But in truth she knew she wouldn't.
She felt her head drop back slowly and there he was her Albus smiling at
her. Telling her it was all right to sleep. Telling her to sleep and
tomorrow she would be safe. She nodded. She really did need to sleep. Harry
would do it she knew he would.
Albus would be fine. He would come and get her. She would be able to tell
him she loved him again. Her eyes slowly dropped tomorrow she would wake up
and be free. I love you Albus she muttered. As she relished that there
would be no tomorrow. Her eyes closed fully as her last breath was stolen
as the last of her blood ran from her body her last words echoed the room.
There would be no sunrise for her. She would never hear the sound of a
unicorn's first breath again. She would never be able to stroll around as a
cat and marvel at the beauty of the world. She would never be held by her
dear Albus again. She would never see her students grow. Her last words
were so simple yet so meaningful.
"Forgive me."
Evilwoman 2004