Chapter 13- Who am I

"Albus please… please don't. Severus he means nothing… he's like a son to me. Please Albus… there's no one else just you I swear Albus please. Please no more!" Minerva screamed loudly. She was pleading; Minerva had never been the type of woman to plead yet she did now. Her long hair tangled and dirty fanned around her body. His hands ran up and down her long lean thighs, his sharp uncut nails digging into her delicate flesh.

"Who do you think you are Minerva? You defy me for the second time! I warned you the first time darling you don't get warned twice. Yet no you don't stop their do you no… you run to another man. You comfort him… he deserved what he got Minerva. You let him touch you. You deserve this Minerva and you know this." He growled forcing her chest against hers his breathe was hard.

"You will learn Minerva; you will be 'good' you will do as I say!" He muttered his tongue circling her ear.

"Albus please no more… I can't take anymore." She crocked it was painful to talk. Albus smiled wickedly his eyes darting over her body again and again. He pulled out his wand again and pointed it at her chest, muttering curse after curse. He didn't stop; he kept muttering curses and spells while forcing Muggle tortures to the poor broken woman at the same time. He didn't seem to care; he seemed to take pleasure in causing her pain.

"Say my name." He whispered into her ear. She didn't understand but she said it anyway not wanting to upset him anymore.

"Albus." She muttered quietly.

"And what am I?"

"The most powerful wizard ever created." She groaned in pain as his fingernails dug into her hips.

"Scream it! Let those filthy prisoners hear it! Who am I?" He growled digging his nails in even deeper.

"YOU'RE ALBUS DUMBLEDORE THE MOST POWERFUL WIZARD OF ALL TIMES." She screamed her voice slightly horse.

"AND WHAT DO YOU THINK OF ME MINERVA?" He growled equally as load.

"I love you…" She muttered her voice weak it didn't seem to fit her body.

"I know Minerva I know. And you're going to listen to me now yes?"

"Yes master." She whispered sounding like a house elf.

"Good girl," He muttered imitating Alastor spitefully. "Sleep now my love, you've had a hard day, sleep." And she did he couldn't tell what had made her fall asleep so quickly. Maybe his magic was better then he thought or maybe those tortures had tired her out.

"Severus?" Tonks asked quietly as she cradled Snape in her short arms. He was still breathing thankfully but his dark eyes still hadn't opened.

"Will he be all right Professor??" Harry questioned his voice trembling slightly.

"Should expect so." Alastor sniffed gingerly. "But after the way Dumbledore looked at him I can't say… I'm worried about Minerva." He answered staring out the window. How he longed to be out there.

"You know he won't hurt Minerva you know he loves her!" Arthur insisted.

"There's a very fine line between love and hate Arthur. Minerva just crossed it… didn't you hear the way she screamed no when he asked is she was defying him. He's done something to her before. I've been trying to contact her for the last hour I keep getting the same thing over and over. 'Help me, oh please god help me. What have I ever done to deserve such pain! Make him stop please make him stop! Why is he doing this to me? Please make him stop. I'll be good I'll do anything he wants! I'll be better for him! I'll force myself to be better. Just please stop this now!' She keeps screaming it! She won't shut up! She won't go away she keeps begging me to help her but I can't reach her. She's a sister to me," Alastor muttered this cell was driving him mad he couldn't take it anymore. "That bastard is in there doing anything he bloody well likes to her! And I can't help her! I promised her… I promised her that if she was in trouble then I would save her. Not anyone else, me!" He moaned slamming his fists against the cold wall this of course didn't result in anything but bruised palms. The door flew open with a horrific bang. Dumbledore stood in the doorway he closed the door and sank onto the bed.

"What did you do to her?" Alastor snapped advancing on Albus, Arthur held him back.

"Nothing she didn't deserve… or want," He grinned like a small boy who had just found out Christmas was coming early. "She seems to like the way I touch her, the way I look at her. The way I force myself onto her, well I guess most women have never tried something so brutal I really suggest they do. Maybe you should try it on Molly, Arthur I'm sure she would enjoy it." Albus laughed cruelly he was crazy… it was that simple.

"Have you ever seen her naked Alastor? Oh I bet you have… probably not in life but in dreams yes. Wouldn't you just love to touch her Alastor? To feel her soft flesh against yours? To screw her?" Albus asked his grin wide and sinister.

"You're disgusting. She's family. " Alastor growled at him.

"Oh I know… but that wouldn't stop you would it," Albus grinned. "I believe our dear Minerva is getting very tired of being indoors I plan to take her out tomorrow to see the minister. Oh I can imagine the headlines. MINISTER OF MAGIC DEAD! DUMBLEDORE TAKES HIS PLACE! MCGONAGALL THE NEW HEADMISTRESS OF HOGWARTS! ALL MUGGLE BORNS GO MISSING AT HOGWARTS!

It's going to be great don't you think…" His laughter was high and menacing.

"They will know you're up to something! They'll take you down! You'll go to Azkaban you'll get the Dementors kiss! Lord knows you deserve it!" Arthur snapped.

"If anyone needs the kiss, its you!" Ron growled.

"I see… still sticking up for your disgusting Mud-blood friends… lets just see how smug you are tomorrow." He giggled softly and left the room with a huge bang of the door.