Chapter
13
Minerva glared at each man individually, memorizing
their faces so that, as she began hoping, when some one did save her,
she could inform the Ministry of every person in the
room.
Grindelwald went onto say that Poppy Pomfrey and Alastor
Moody were not only lovers and friend's of Minerva's, but
friend's of Albus Dumbledore's as well. He immediately rushed to
inform them he would need someone to stay and help with the hostages.
"What's Pomfrey
look like?" someone shouted up and the others chuckled. Minerva's
eyes snapped to the man who'd said it, immediately furious with the
comment. He glanced at her out of the corner of his dark eyes, which
went perfectly with his hair.
"Do enlighten the man,
mudblood." Grindelwald looked at Briellie, who immediately piped
up.
"She's a lovely
little red-haired girl." Briellie responded innocently, though her
eyes widened as she realized what Grindelwald had had her say could
lead Poppy to torture. Minerva and Albert exchanged glances.
The
man who'd asked after Poppy's appearance smirked. "I'll stay
in exchange for her." He said.
"Morris, my friend, you've
made a wise decision, and I promise you'll be rewarded with more
than Miss Pomfrey once we've completed our quest." Grindelwald's
smile enraged Minerva all the more. To her surprise, Tom slipped his
hand into hers, giving her a comforting squeeze.
Grindelwald dismissed
the others and had Briellie show Morris to where he would be staying.
Tom pulled on Minerva hand and led her to the living room while
Grindelwald turned to Albert.
"Sit Minnie." He said,
leading her to the couch. She sat and he immediately was next to her,
holding her tightly. Minerva scowled. "You know Minnie," he
whispered into the top of her head, "Those friends of yours don't
deserve to be your friends after associating with Dumbledore.
Minerva drew a deep
breath and rolled her eyes, thinking it pointless to argue with him
on Albus' behalf.
"What makes you want him? I am a better
lover. I'm better looking and closer to your age. I can give you
the world once I take it. All the riches you want." Tom told her,
holding her tighter. Minerva flinched as she heard a scream from her
mother.
"He's got a heart, something you'll never
possess." She snapped, instantly regretting it. Tom glared and
shoved her onto the floor.
"Go to the damn fireplace!" he
roared, shoving and pushing her along till she fell to her knees in
front of the fireplace. "You're going to talk that Pomfrey woman
and you're going to ask her and that bloody Auror to come here as
soon as they can! Got it?" he demanded, standing back to be out of
view of the fireplace.
Minerva stood up. "I will not!" she
shouted back, too blinded by rage to realize her mistake. Grindelwald
moved into the room.
"Tsk tsk Miss McGonagall. Briellie."
He clapped his hands as if calling a dog. Sure enough, Briellie
trotted in, smiling happily.
"Yes Master?" she asked
looking at him like a schoolgirl with a crush. Minerva would have
gagged had she not been terrified for her mother's well being.
"Would you do us the
honor of asking Miss Pomfrey and Mr. Moody to come stay with us?"
he asked. Minerva's body tensed. Tom grabbed her shoulders and
dragged her back.
Minerva kicked at him, immediately furious
as Tom gagged her and Briellie knelt down in front of the fireplace.
"If you don't stop now Minerva we'll just drag Miss Pomfrey
here now and Morris can have her. I hear his last wife died from
being over exerted." He smirked into her ear. Minerva only grew
more enraged.
"Hello Poppy! How good to see you!"
Briellie's animation seemed almost genuine as the medi-witches'
face appeared in the flames.
"Why hello Mrs. McGonagall. So
nice to see you. How are you?" Poppy smiled softly, responding
respectfully, though a bit of curiosity was in her eyes as to why
Briellie had contacted her.
"I'm lovely. And you look it
as well. Is some one in love?" Briellie grinned widely. Poppy
flushed and ducked her head. "I was wondering if perhaps you and
your male friend would like to spend the day here tomorrow. Minerva
may have written you about it, but I'm not sure if you've gotten
the owl in time."
"Oh that would be lovely Mrs.
McGonagall." Poppy smiled brightly, though there was still a
suspicious glint in her eye. "Yes, Alastor and I will come
tomorrow. What time would you like us?"
"How does noon
sound, dear?" Briellie kept smiling and said her goodbyes.
"I
like her." Morris sounded from the doorway, one eye brow raised and
eyes still trained on the fireplace where Poppy's face had been.
"Seems like the sort I can test my new torture on if she brings her
boyfriend."
"Damn that medi-witch! She was suspicious!
Moody may come armed!" Grindelwald hissed.
"Nothing to worry about m'lord." Tom grunted as he struggled with Minerva, who had began her kicking fit again, fighting him to get free.
"Lord Voldemort,"
Grindelwald said, pointing his wand at Minerva so ropes tied
themselves around her wrists and ankles. "Take the girl to her
room, put her under the Imperious Curse and teach her a lesson."
Tom
smirked, and took out his wand.
"Be sure not to miss
tomorrow's activity. Miss Pomfrey seems to have her heart set on
seeing Miss McGonagall." Grindelwald smirked as Tom put Minerva
under the curse and forced her to walk at his side up the spiral
staircase to her room, where he shut the door behind them.
"My
Minnie... how the tables have turned. What to do with you?" he
smirked pacing around her as she stood in the center of the room. "I
could make you kiss me... I could make you take off all your clothes...
I could have you make passionate love to me... I could do so many
things you know." He eyes studied her body and Minerva would have
blushed had she not been in such circumstances.
"Of course Tom."
She replied in a sickeningly sweet voice.
"Oh no." Minerva
thought, feeling more trapped than she ever had in her life. "What's
he going to do to me?"
A/N: I'm back folks!
This'll probably be my only and last story on fanfiction! But
that's ok. I'll make it long! Thank to all the reviewers! You
rock my socks off!
Peace Out,
S.T.
