Chapter 3: Torture
Narcissa came through the door to see Severus and her husband kissing. Her mouth fell open as she sat there and stared blankly.
Sure, she'd always had her suspicions, but she never really thought that they were true. Lucius was her husband.
They'd been together since they were in Hogwarts. How long had Lucius been cheating on her for?
She wasn't sure what to do, so she just turned around and walked back out, leaving Severus and Lucius there, looking horrified as hell.
When she walked out, they exchanged looks. Was it good or bad that she had walked out? Neither had any idea.
Narcissa was making her way downstairs in a fog. She was so wrapped up in her thoughts that she didn't notice someone apparate right in front of her.
She looked up and it was Voldemort. She quickly bowed down. "Hello, master."
He didn't say anything. He could sense that something was wrong with her. He used Occlumency.
He saw images of Severus in Lucius's arms. He felt anger surge through him. How dare Lucius try to steal his Severus!
He needed to get back at him. Nobody touched his things. He stormed off to the room that he knew they would be in.
He opened the door roughly and saw them sitting on the bed next to each other, holding hands.
"Oh, how sweet" he said menacingly. "Severus, leave now" he commanded.
Severus looked back and forth between Lucius and Voldemort before obeying, fearfully. What was Voldemort going to do to him?
Voldemort grabbed onto Lucius's arm so tight that Lucius was sure that his arm would fall off.
He held back his screams though as Voldemort apparated them out of there. He looked at where they were. An old dungeon. He gulped.
There were chains on the walls and he recognized some muggle things called crowbars. He was in big trouble.
He felt himself being shoved against the wall and the chains bounding him down. He looked at Voldemort fearfully.
What had he done that was so bad? He saw a crowbar being picked up in the air, no doubt by wandless magic, and coming towards him.
He felt it slam against his leg as he cried out in pain. He felt it strike again and could feel Voldemort's eyes burning into him as he endured his pain.
It slammed into him a couple more times and he could feel his bones shatter. One bone after another.
He held back his tears. Malfoy men weren't supposed to cry. Then, the crowbar was set down.
Lucius thought his torture was finally over, but he was wrong. A knife started to levitate and cut a long, deep gash on his chest.
He screamed and Voldemort replied by laughing evilly. He cut more up and down his body. The pain all started to blur together.
He couldn't stay there any longer. He felt himself slowly fade away as his blood drained out, one gash at a time.
Sorry it took soo long to update! My personal life is hell right now! So that's why. Again, I am so sorry! I'll try to update a lot sooner next time! Please Review!