Saving Racheal
Summary: Spoilers 4 HBP! Death Eaters consider women to be property and for their and their mates pleasure. They're someone you can take your anger out on and use in any way they want.
Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter!
A/N: The idea just popped into my head so I went with it! Hope you like!
Warning: This story is rated M for a reason! Mentions of adult topics and content! It contains talk with bad langauge, torture, murder, and rape! Only read this story if you can handle the topics maturely!
Chapter 1 Picking Off One by One
It was just before dawn in a graveyard on a warm June day.
Five young girls were thrown to the muddy ground. They were only about sixteen years old. Each one looked terrified and alone.
Around them was the circle of death eaters with Voldemort standing just inside. A look of humor was on his face along with many of the death eaters. One didn't look happy though, Severus Snape.
"I have decided to honor five special followers on this glorious night." Voldemort said a cruel smile on his face. "First is Severus Snape! My single most loyal follower! He killed the muggle-lover old Dumbledore getting one of my enemies out of the way."
Severus stepped forward from his place in the circle towards the Dark Lord. "You may choose any one you like!" Voldemort said indicating the girls huddled on the ground.
Snape stepped closer to the teens. He looked slowly from each girl until his eyes fell on one. She was the most injured of the five looking as if she had giving up a good fight before being brought here. Her hair was dark red, Snape assumed, from the blood coming out of a large crack to her head. Her eyes were a deep cherry brown with glints of gold. Her face was soft and pale but so innocent and kind with freckles across her nose and cheeks. She was also the smallest and youngest looking one in the group.
Severus went forward and pulled her up by her arm. She wore a really ripped pair of bloody jeans and a large black shirt. She was covered in mud and dirt all over her.
"The free spirited American girl!" Voldemort said as he looked at his follower. "She put up quit a fight. In fact it took three incompetent death eaters to bring her here! I don't understand why she wouldn't want to join our little meeting!"
"I think that I could just break that spirit of her's." Snape said as he looked at the girl.
"Then the mark will be burned in at the next meeting once you have fixed her little problem." Voldemort said indicating that Severus could take his place again.
Room was made for Severus and he's new piece of property, as the death eaters called wives. Snape held firm to the girl who sank to the ground refusing to get up out of the new mud.
"Lucius Malfoy, since your last gift died I have decided to graciously offer you another to replace her." Voldemort said as Malfoy stepped out of his place.
He went forward and picked up a girl with long blonde hair in tangles and a mess. She had a soft face, full lips, and large grayish-green eyes. She looked like the second worst off in the group and the oldest being maybe seventeen. She wore a torn skirt that looked as though it had originally been longer and a shirt that had a v-cut to it. A black clock hung off one shoulder and she was covered in blood and mud.
"Another free spirit!" Voldemort said looking at the girl with disgust. "She need two death eaters to bring her here. I know that you will gladly fix her problem just as you did the last bitch's."
"Of course, Milord." Malfoy said with a deep bow before dragging, literally, the girl back to his spot.
"Rabastan, it's your turn to choose what piece of property you would like." Voldemort said as a tall, thin man with a shallow face.
Rabastan went forward and pulled a girl with light brown hair who didn't struggle at all. She stood up immediately without hesitation. She was so white she seem to glow and had a full face. She wore a set of sky blue robes stained with some splotches of crimson blood. Her eyes were a dark blue and held a million tears.
"The little Hufflepuff, she was the most willing and quite. She'll be the best little whore of the group." Voldemort said to Rabastan who bowed even more deeply, if it was possible, than Malfoy.
He rejoined the circle pulling his property to stand next to him.
"Dolohov came choose between what's left!" Voldemort said indicating the two girls left on the ground who were huddled close together.
Dolohov, who had a long, pale face, moved forward and took a girl with deep chocolate brown hair. She was tall with a thin face and tan skin. Her eyes were a brownish-green making them look like mud and slender, pale lips. She wore a set of black robes with large blood stains just visible.
"Good choice!" The Dark Lord said as Dolohov rejoined the circle pulling his property behind him.
"Now the last honored follower is our newest member. Though he has displeased me once I know it won't happen again. So in honor of his birthday, Draco Malfoy, you receive the Slytherin bitch!"
Draco stepped forward from his spot next to his father. He bowed before Voldemort before he walked over to his newest wife. She had golden blonde hair and large emerald green eyes. She had a full face with lush, blood colored lips. She wore a pair of jeans and a tight pink shirt.
"Well, well! If it isn't Elle Stoat!" Malfoy said cruelly towards the girl a year behind him at school.
"Malfoy!" She said her voice full of anger.
"You can't talk to me like that I own you!" Malfoy said hitting the girl hard across her face.
"Draco is a prime example for the punishment property should receive when it becomes to out spoken." Voldemort said as Draco lead the girl back to his place in the circle.
"Soon we will all meet again to have the property marked! Be ready for the call!" The Dark Lord said in closing. Everyone disapparaite leaving him alone for a moment before he disapparaited also.
A/N: This is the longest chapter I've written in a while hope I'm final over my long chapter phobia! Review!