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.

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Chapter 4 Room & Bath

Just then Frannie walked in. "The bath is ready for mistress!" She said in her high pitched voice.

"Go with Frannie. She will get you cleaned up and show you to your room." Severus said to Racheal as she stood up.

"Wait you mean we won't have to share a room?" Racheal said caught off guard.

"Not unless you want to." Severus said earning him Racheal shaking her head. "Didn't think so."

"Hurry, Mistress, your bath will get cold." Frannie said taking Racheal's hand and leading her out of the room. She took her up a large, grand stair case to the second floor. She lead her down the hall to a set of double doors. She open them to reveal a large room.

A large bed made of mahogany sat against the far wall under a window with green sheets. Next to it was two bedside tables also made with mahogany. One held a lamp made with stained glass shade and on the other was a small alarm clock. A desk made of mahogany sat under another window. It held a stack of parchment, brand new quills, and fresh black ink. Next to it was an empty book self on either side made of mahogany. A large mahogany wardrobe sat next to a large full length mirror with a carved silver frame. The carpet was a lush ivory and the certains were a dark wine red. The whole room was huge and breath taking.

"Wow!" Racheal said looking about the room her mouth slightly open.

"Does, Mistress, like?" Frannie asked looking at Racheal.

"It's beautiful!"

"I is glad you like it, Mistress! But you can admire it more after a bath!" Frannie said pushing Racheal through a door leading to a large bathroom.

Frannie left Racheal be saying that when she was done there was some clothes in the wardrobe for her to wear. Once Frannie was gone, Racheal locked the door before she undressed. She pulled off her clothes to show pale skin covered in bruises and cuts plus a layer of thick dried mud.

Racheal spilled into the spa tub full of warm water and bubbles carefully. It stung as the water touched her cuts and wounds. She had received them while trying to fight off three death eaters when they kidnapped her. She sat down in the warm water and began to scrub off the dirt turning the water brown.

The hardest part of the whole bath was washing her hair because she had a large cut on the top of her head where a death eater had hit her with something making her unconscious so she would stop struggling. The water stung the cut but she had to clean it plus get the mud out of her hair.

When she was done washing she let the water run down the drain and she stood up. She reached for a white towel off the top of a pile which she wrapped her hair in, then she took another to dry her body off.

Racheal walked out into her room, after making sure it was empty, and to the wardrobe. She opened it to reveal a mixture of shirts, skirts, and pants in her sizes. She picked a pair of blue jeans and the largest dark color shirt. She put the clothes on and picked up a pair of tennis shoe. Once she was dressed she looked in the mirror. She still had the towel on her wet hair but other than that and the bruises and cuts she looked like she usually did.

She went back into the bathroom and took the towel off her head. Racheal brushed her damp, tangled hair and left it down.

As she walked out of the bathroom there was a knock on the door. "Come in." Racheal said as she sat down on the bed. The door opened to show little Winne.

"Mistress, Master wants to see you in the study!" Winne said gesturing for Racheal to follow.

"What does he want now?" Racheal asked not quite sure what to expect.

A/N: Well there's another chapter! I wish I had a room as nice as her's but I guess mine's okay. Review!