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A/N: Wow, three reviews! Special thank you to my first . Sorry about the wait in updating, and for the short first two parts. I have spent the last week sick and I work around 15 hours a day. I am hoping each part will be bigger, but it just depends on how much time I have to type. Please feel free to let me know what you think of the story.
Mind Field 3/?
~Infirmity~
Levitating the unconscious Gryffindor onto the bed Dumbledore motioned Malfoy towards Snape.
"Severus, please take young Malfoy and find out what happened. I am going to try and rouse our young Mr. Potter.
"Dismissing the two people from his mind, Dumbledore moved closer to the stiff figure on the bed. Looking closely the elderly man could see dried tear tracks, a face that spoke of pain more internal then external and a school robe missing a few buttons. The last was a little surprising and it concerned him greatly as there were only a few possible reasons for such a state and non of them good.
"Harry. Harry, it is time to open your eyes. Your safe now."
Dumbledore's lips tightened as no movement was forth coming.
Mumbling a short incantation, Dumbledore watched as the young body arched and then fell still, the eyes never opening. With a sigh, he summoned Poppy and asked her to tell the staff that everything was now under control and then he sat down and waited for Professor Snape to return.
~Dungeon~
"Do not attempt to lie Mr. Malfoy. You would not like the consequences. Tell me what happened, and be quick."
Having used the walk from the infirmity to gather himself, Draco Malfoy looked his usual self assured self and was no longer trembling.
"I don't know why Potter jumped."
Snape glared at the young boy and asked a different question placing a glass of water near the blond boy. "Very well Mr. Malfoy. What were you both doing before Potter 'jumped'?"
Taking a large gulp of the water beside him, Malfoy stalled for time as he thought of options. Opening his mouth, intending a lie, he was stunned to find himself unable to speak anything except the truth.
"I've been watching Potter for months. I know that when he wants to be alone he goes to the East Tower. I saw him going there earlier and I decided that today was the day, so I followed him and then put charms on the door to stop him from getting away and a silencing charm for privacy." Shutting his mouth, his eyes wide, Malfoy looked in horror at the water beside him, wanting desperately to stop the words from flowing out of his mouth.
"Oh no Mr. Malfoy, please continue."
Barely pausing for breath, Malfoy continued recounting what was happening.
"Potter was surprised to see me, he asked me to leave, but I had no intentions of leaving. He tried to leave himself, but I grabbed him and pushed him against the wall."
"And why pray tell, would you do this Mr. Malfoy?"
"I wanted him. I am sick of all the attention he gets. I'm so sick off everyone thinking he is so special, so I wanted to show him how special he really was. I wanted to treat him like a whore; rip him open and then spit on him. Show him who really was in control."
Barely able to hold his temper, his voice as cold as ice, Snape told Malfoy to continue.
" He fought really hard, but it was not until I had started taking his clothes off that he was able to push me away. The whole time he was screaming. He looked an absolute mess, just how I imagined. I told him there was no where to go, that I was not going to let him go until I had finished. He started edging towards the window. I had no idea he would even think about jumping, it was not like I was going to kill him." His mouth finally stopping, having reached the point of Potter's jump, Draco looked towards the dungeon's door and calculated his chances.
"I have no words Mr. Malfoy to express my utter content for you at this moment. This goes beyond your house, and may very well go beyond the school's ability to punish. I am placing you in a bind charm and you will not be permitted to leave until the headmaster is ready to deal with you. You had better hope, Mr. Malfoy that Mr. Potter is stronger than you believe." Waving his wand, Snape left the sober Slytherin charmed bounded to a chair and headed to the infirmary.
More to come but please review!
A/N: Wow, three reviews! Special thank you to my first . Sorry about the wait in updating, and for the short first two parts. I have spent the last week sick and I work around 15 hours a day. I am hoping each part will be bigger, but it just depends on how much time I have to type. Please feel free to let me know what you think of the story.
Mind Field 3/?
~Infirmity~
Levitating the unconscious Gryffindor onto the bed Dumbledore motioned Malfoy towards Snape.
"Severus, please take young Malfoy and find out what happened. I am going to try and rouse our young Mr. Potter.
"Dismissing the two people from his mind, Dumbledore moved closer to the stiff figure on the bed. Looking closely the elderly man could see dried tear tracks, a face that spoke of pain more internal then external and a school robe missing a few buttons. The last was a little surprising and it concerned him greatly as there were only a few possible reasons for such a state and non of them good.
"Harry. Harry, it is time to open your eyes. Your safe now."
Dumbledore's lips tightened as no movement was forth coming.
Mumbling a short incantation, Dumbledore watched as the young body arched and then fell still, the eyes never opening. With a sigh, he summoned Poppy and asked her to tell the staff that everything was now under control and then he sat down and waited for Professor Snape to return.
~Dungeon~
"Do not attempt to lie Mr. Malfoy. You would not like the consequences. Tell me what happened, and be quick."
Having used the walk from the infirmity to gather himself, Draco Malfoy looked his usual self assured self and was no longer trembling.
"I don't know why Potter jumped."
Snape glared at the young boy and asked a different question placing a glass of water near the blond boy. "Very well Mr. Malfoy. What were you both doing before Potter 'jumped'?"
Taking a large gulp of the water beside him, Malfoy stalled for time as he thought of options. Opening his mouth, intending a lie, he was stunned to find himself unable to speak anything except the truth.
"I've been watching Potter for months. I know that when he wants to be alone he goes to the East Tower. I saw him going there earlier and I decided that today was the day, so I followed him and then put charms on the door to stop him from getting away and a silencing charm for privacy." Shutting his mouth, his eyes wide, Malfoy looked in horror at the water beside him, wanting desperately to stop the words from flowing out of his mouth.
"Oh no Mr. Malfoy, please continue."
Barely pausing for breath, Malfoy continued recounting what was happening.
"Potter was surprised to see me, he asked me to leave, but I had no intentions of leaving. He tried to leave himself, but I grabbed him and pushed him against the wall."
"And why pray tell, would you do this Mr. Malfoy?"
"I wanted him. I am sick of all the attention he gets. I'm so sick off everyone thinking he is so special, so I wanted to show him how special he really was. I wanted to treat him like a whore; rip him open and then spit on him. Show him who really was in control."
Barely able to hold his temper, his voice as cold as ice, Snape told Malfoy to continue.
" He fought really hard, but it was not until I had started taking his clothes off that he was able to push me away. The whole time he was screaming. He looked an absolute mess, just how I imagined. I told him there was no where to go, that I was not going to let him go until I had finished. He started edging towards the window. I had no idea he would even think about jumping, it was not like I was going to kill him." His mouth finally stopping, having reached the point of Potter's jump, Draco looked towards the dungeon's door and calculated his chances.
"I have no words Mr. Malfoy to express my utter content for you at this moment. This goes beyond your house, and may very well go beyond the school's ability to punish. I am placing you in a bind charm and you will not be permitted to leave until the headmaster is ready to deal with you. You had better hope, Mr. Malfoy that Mr. Potter is stronger than you believe." Waving his wand, Snape left the sober Slytherin charmed bounded to a chair and headed to the infirmary.
More to come but please review!