Chapter 16:
Adalia had been here for almost a month. She barely ate at the large mansion that normally held meetings to which she was rarely a part of in person, but she knew they talked about her often. Not only was she to be part of their unbearably horrible schemes. She was also being forced, on her eighteenth birthday, to marry the most evil man there had ever been. She shivered at the thought.
Now she sat, alone in her large room. The main colors in the room were, unsurprisingly, black and green. It was dreary and damp. There had been no contact with the outside world. Her wand had been taken away, and bars put on her windows. She sat by the window looking out onto the mountains that stretched farther than she could see. The door creaked open but she did not move.
"M-madam. M-my L-l-lord awaits y-your p-p-presence d-down i-in the library." The voice was annoying and squeaky like a rat. Adalia stood, her long black dress that hugged her curves at the top and flowed gracefully out around her from her hips down, as well as having a shockingly low v- neckline, flowed gracefully to the floor. It was all black except for a thin green rim along the neckline. Her face seemed older, more cautious as she seemed to glide across to the small plump man shaking at the doorway, looking up at her with little eyes.
"Fine." Her voice was cold and harsh making Wormtail flinch and then turn around, hurrying back down the hallway. Adalia took her time walking the halls. She hadnt expected anyone to find her. Afterall, this castle was not charted on any wizard map. For all she knew, not a soul besides those who worked for.him, knew it was here.
The library was not far from her room as after her first week here, she had spent every moment possible there. It was filled to the brim with every book imaginable. But now, as she walked inside, it seemed dead, infectious and she wanted to get out as soon as possible.
Tom, as she still called him despite his commands, was seated on a large black couch in front of a soft fire. Adalia did not sit, making sure to keep her face emotionless. It did not do well to show joy nor anger to any of his words for both pleased him and that, after all he had done to her, would not be a satisfaction she would grant him.
He did not look at her as she approached but only motioned with his hand for her to sit.
"The arrangements have been made for tomorrow. And soon after, our plans will commence."
Still she made no move, nothing to show she had even heard what he had said. But he continued onward none-the-less.
"You will serve me well I know. You will learn to like it here. My servants are your servants. Sit, I do not want you tired out from standing."
She did as she was told, sitting in one of the arm chairs next to the couch. His eyes finally traveled from the flames to her face and then down her body. A menacing smile crept over his lips and he stood, walking to her, placing one hand on each side of the chair, face placed a mere few inches from hers. Yet still, she showed nothing, only stared into his eyes.
"Do you still think of him? That worthless Black? Do you still love him?" Not giving her a chance to reply he spat "No matter, he will be taken care of sooner or later."
This caught her off guard. Did he mean to hurt Sirius because of her love for him? No, she would not let him.
"Is there a reason you have brought me here Tom, or is this just another reason for you to banter about your greatness?" she kept her voice cool and unthreatening. Calm and slightly whispy. He chuckled and moved closer, noses almost touching.
"Oh no, there is a purpose. I have held back, but tomorrow night, you will be forever mine. You will join with me completely."
She wanted to slap him, to kill him. How could he even think with everything he had done, that she would let him do this? No, she would escape. She had been working on it all month, and she would escape.
"If that is what you wish, you will have to force me, for I will never give myself willingly to you."
"That is fine. But it will be done."
With this he kissed her roughly on the lips, running his hands along her neck. She did not kiss back, but did not pull away for slight fear of what he would do to her. She did not feel like getting another bruise. When he pulled away there was malice in his eyes as he licked his lips hungrily.
"You are dismissed." Despite the sense of victory in his voice, there also seemed to be a bit of breathlessness. She stood gracefully and walked out of the room. As soon as she was out however, tears began to stream out of her eyes and she ran to her room, slamming the door behind her. It was as she looked out the window that something in the sky caught her eye. Only an owl, she sighed, walking to the window to get a good look at the bird. But as it came closer, something about was familiar. She had seen that bird before. It caught her eye and swooped down quickly to her window which she greatly opened. There was a small ledge beyond the bars where the owl landed. Adalia's heart was racing as she reached through the wide bars and untied the letter tied to it's leg. The front read simply 'Adalia'. She tore it open frantically but hesitated, lifting her hand to the door and twisting her wrist slightly. There was a small click as the door locked. She retreated her hand and stroked the owl and then opened the letter carefully as though it was a small baby.
There was surprisingly neat handwriting on the first page, and somewhat messy scrawl on the next page. A single tear dropped down her face. This owl must have been looking for her for weeks. She began reading quickly.
Adalia, There have been attacks, we know linked to the same man you must still be staying with now. I only hope this reaches you, and that you are able to reply.
The letter went on like this, his worries, telling her about things that had been going on. The next letter was only half a page.
Adalia, I am sorry for all I've said to you. I want to know where you are, what he's doing. You wont be there much longer I know. Please write back if you can with where you are. And if he does anything to you I'll kill him. Adalia, stay strong for me. I'm coming.
She couldn't help but smile at the sureness in the letter. She stood up and went and poured a small glass of water, slipping it through the bars which the owl gratefully lapped up. She then went to her drawer where she kept her sketch book she had asked for a tore out a piece of paper. She described where the castle was the best she could from her memory, though it wasn't that good, with help they could find it. Reading over her letter however, she hesitated sending it. She didn't want Sirius and Remus coming to get her by themselves. Then again, it was either risk it, or.she shuddered at the thought. There was a loud knock at the door and she practically screamed. Luckily she caught it just before and instead answered "One moment!" Hurriedly tying her letter to the owl's leg and scribbling on the front 'Padfoot and Moony'. The owl took off without hesitation and flew out of sight of her windows. She smiled inwardly, picking up the empty glass and closing the window. She set the glass on her bed stand and then sat down on the bed, raising her hand once more to the door and turning her wrist. This time the small click of the door unlocked it.
The door opened and to her surprise and dismay, Tom walked in, closing and locking the door behind him. He strode over to the bed and with one swift movement, pulled her up and to him, pressing his lips against hers. She shut her eyes tight and pushed him away but he was too strong and tightened his grip on her, pressing harder on her lips. His hands roamed her body disgustingly. Finally she turned her head away.
"Get out!" she yelled. Tom pushed her on the bed but Adalia had had it. She had not been eating for a reason, he put something in her food and drinks. Something to dull her powers to almost nothing. But now, as she had only drank water from the faucets, and only eaten late at night after sneaking down and grabbing something herself, her powers were fully back and she had no hesitation to use them. With a sweep of her hand, Tom was flown across the room, smashing into the wall, knocking him unconscious.
Adalia lept up from the bed wiping her lips clean and ran to the door. It would not be long before whatever servants were in the house, came up to her room to see what had happened.
She unlocked the door and dashed down the hallways past a few house elves, bustling to her room. She kept running, as fast and as far as she could before she stopped, confronted by the guards stationed at the front door. They raised their wands to her but with a flick of her wrist at each one, their wands flew into her hand. Now without protection, the guards fled from the door.
She shoved her palm forward, the door flying into hundreds of pieces with a sickening crack. The fresh air filled her lungs instantly as she ran outside. Looking around frantically, there seemed no means of transportation. Then, inside the forest is where she spotted them, their midnight black mane and piercing eyes locked onto hers. She ran, into the forest, seeing a flash of color fly past her face, and ducked behind a tree. There were shouts in her direction but she did not have time to listen. With one swift dash, she flung herself on the back of the creature, kicking it lightly in the sides. It jerked back in the direction of the forest and galloped off.
(A/N:) Well hello there again. Been a while I know since I've updated this. This chapter I wasn't to thrilled with but I felt it really kinda helped answer a few questions. I'm already half way through with the next chapter but I might come back and edit this one. Well anyway tell me what you think. It seems this story won't be ending yet. lol. Still got a ways to go. Not to long though. Anyway, tell me what you think. Look at those reviews. Come on! Ak trying not to beg but you have no idea how much those brighten up my day, good or bad. Thanks lots!! Luv you all! Hehe.
Adalia had been here for almost a month. She barely ate at the large mansion that normally held meetings to which she was rarely a part of in person, but she knew they talked about her often. Not only was she to be part of their unbearably horrible schemes. She was also being forced, on her eighteenth birthday, to marry the most evil man there had ever been. She shivered at the thought.
Now she sat, alone in her large room. The main colors in the room were, unsurprisingly, black and green. It was dreary and damp. There had been no contact with the outside world. Her wand had been taken away, and bars put on her windows. She sat by the window looking out onto the mountains that stretched farther than she could see. The door creaked open but she did not move.
"M-madam. M-my L-l-lord awaits y-your p-p-presence d-down i-in the library." The voice was annoying and squeaky like a rat. Adalia stood, her long black dress that hugged her curves at the top and flowed gracefully out around her from her hips down, as well as having a shockingly low v- neckline, flowed gracefully to the floor. It was all black except for a thin green rim along the neckline. Her face seemed older, more cautious as she seemed to glide across to the small plump man shaking at the doorway, looking up at her with little eyes.
"Fine." Her voice was cold and harsh making Wormtail flinch and then turn around, hurrying back down the hallway. Adalia took her time walking the halls. She hadnt expected anyone to find her. Afterall, this castle was not charted on any wizard map. For all she knew, not a soul besides those who worked for.him, knew it was here.
The library was not far from her room as after her first week here, she had spent every moment possible there. It was filled to the brim with every book imaginable. But now, as she walked inside, it seemed dead, infectious and she wanted to get out as soon as possible.
Tom, as she still called him despite his commands, was seated on a large black couch in front of a soft fire. Adalia did not sit, making sure to keep her face emotionless. It did not do well to show joy nor anger to any of his words for both pleased him and that, after all he had done to her, would not be a satisfaction she would grant him.
He did not look at her as she approached but only motioned with his hand for her to sit.
"The arrangements have been made for tomorrow. And soon after, our plans will commence."
Still she made no move, nothing to show she had even heard what he had said. But he continued onward none-the-less.
"You will serve me well I know. You will learn to like it here. My servants are your servants. Sit, I do not want you tired out from standing."
She did as she was told, sitting in one of the arm chairs next to the couch. His eyes finally traveled from the flames to her face and then down her body. A menacing smile crept over his lips and he stood, walking to her, placing one hand on each side of the chair, face placed a mere few inches from hers. Yet still, she showed nothing, only stared into his eyes.
"Do you still think of him? That worthless Black? Do you still love him?" Not giving her a chance to reply he spat "No matter, he will be taken care of sooner or later."
This caught her off guard. Did he mean to hurt Sirius because of her love for him? No, she would not let him.
"Is there a reason you have brought me here Tom, or is this just another reason for you to banter about your greatness?" she kept her voice cool and unthreatening. Calm and slightly whispy. He chuckled and moved closer, noses almost touching.
"Oh no, there is a purpose. I have held back, but tomorrow night, you will be forever mine. You will join with me completely."
She wanted to slap him, to kill him. How could he even think with everything he had done, that she would let him do this? No, she would escape. She had been working on it all month, and she would escape.
"If that is what you wish, you will have to force me, for I will never give myself willingly to you."
"That is fine. But it will be done."
With this he kissed her roughly on the lips, running his hands along her neck. She did not kiss back, but did not pull away for slight fear of what he would do to her. She did not feel like getting another bruise. When he pulled away there was malice in his eyes as he licked his lips hungrily.
"You are dismissed." Despite the sense of victory in his voice, there also seemed to be a bit of breathlessness. She stood gracefully and walked out of the room. As soon as she was out however, tears began to stream out of her eyes and she ran to her room, slamming the door behind her. It was as she looked out the window that something in the sky caught her eye. Only an owl, she sighed, walking to the window to get a good look at the bird. But as it came closer, something about was familiar. She had seen that bird before. It caught her eye and swooped down quickly to her window which she greatly opened. There was a small ledge beyond the bars where the owl landed. Adalia's heart was racing as she reached through the wide bars and untied the letter tied to it's leg. The front read simply 'Adalia'. She tore it open frantically but hesitated, lifting her hand to the door and twisting her wrist slightly. There was a small click as the door locked. She retreated her hand and stroked the owl and then opened the letter carefully as though it was a small baby.
There was surprisingly neat handwriting on the first page, and somewhat messy scrawl on the next page. A single tear dropped down her face. This owl must have been looking for her for weeks. She began reading quickly.
Adalia, There have been attacks, we know linked to the same man you must still be staying with now. I only hope this reaches you, and that you are able to reply.
The letter went on like this, his worries, telling her about things that had been going on. The next letter was only half a page.
Adalia, I am sorry for all I've said to you. I want to know where you are, what he's doing. You wont be there much longer I know. Please write back if you can with where you are. And if he does anything to you I'll kill him. Adalia, stay strong for me. I'm coming.
She couldn't help but smile at the sureness in the letter. She stood up and went and poured a small glass of water, slipping it through the bars which the owl gratefully lapped up. She then went to her drawer where she kept her sketch book she had asked for a tore out a piece of paper. She described where the castle was the best she could from her memory, though it wasn't that good, with help they could find it. Reading over her letter however, she hesitated sending it. She didn't want Sirius and Remus coming to get her by themselves. Then again, it was either risk it, or.she shuddered at the thought. There was a loud knock at the door and she practically screamed. Luckily she caught it just before and instead answered "One moment!" Hurriedly tying her letter to the owl's leg and scribbling on the front 'Padfoot and Moony'. The owl took off without hesitation and flew out of sight of her windows. She smiled inwardly, picking up the empty glass and closing the window. She set the glass on her bed stand and then sat down on the bed, raising her hand once more to the door and turning her wrist. This time the small click of the door unlocked it.
The door opened and to her surprise and dismay, Tom walked in, closing and locking the door behind him. He strode over to the bed and with one swift movement, pulled her up and to him, pressing his lips against hers. She shut her eyes tight and pushed him away but he was too strong and tightened his grip on her, pressing harder on her lips. His hands roamed her body disgustingly. Finally she turned her head away.
"Get out!" she yelled. Tom pushed her on the bed but Adalia had had it. She had not been eating for a reason, he put something in her food and drinks. Something to dull her powers to almost nothing. But now, as she had only drank water from the faucets, and only eaten late at night after sneaking down and grabbing something herself, her powers were fully back and she had no hesitation to use them. With a sweep of her hand, Tom was flown across the room, smashing into the wall, knocking him unconscious.
Adalia lept up from the bed wiping her lips clean and ran to the door. It would not be long before whatever servants were in the house, came up to her room to see what had happened.
She unlocked the door and dashed down the hallways past a few house elves, bustling to her room. She kept running, as fast and as far as she could before she stopped, confronted by the guards stationed at the front door. They raised their wands to her but with a flick of her wrist at each one, their wands flew into her hand. Now without protection, the guards fled from the door.
She shoved her palm forward, the door flying into hundreds of pieces with a sickening crack. The fresh air filled her lungs instantly as she ran outside. Looking around frantically, there seemed no means of transportation. Then, inside the forest is where she spotted them, their midnight black mane and piercing eyes locked onto hers. She ran, into the forest, seeing a flash of color fly past her face, and ducked behind a tree. There were shouts in her direction but she did not have time to listen. With one swift dash, she flung herself on the back of the creature, kicking it lightly in the sides. It jerked back in the direction of the forest and galloped off.
(A/N:) Well hello there again. Been a while I know since I've updated this. This chapter I wasn't to thrilled with but I felt it really kinda helped answer a few questions. I'm already half way through with the next chapter but I might come back and edit this one. Well anyway tell me what you think. It seems this story won't be ending yet. lol. Still got a ways to go. Not to long though. Anyway, tell me what you think. Look at those reviews. Come on! Ak trying not to beg but you have no idea how much those brighten up my day, good or bad. Thanks lots!! Luv you all! Hehe.