Author's Note: I hope you like this next chapter and if you do tell me about it in the reviews, thanks for reading. Again I'm sorry for not updating as much as I should, I know how much I hate it when fanfics I'm reading don't get updated as much as I'd like. But I've started college recently and it's insane how much work I get, I'm so busy that I don't have any free time and I've just been so depressed lately, but I want to finish this story for those who are reading, but I'm not that motivated to finish this because of the lack of response I'm getting… Do you all hate it? Love it? I don't know, but if you like it please leave a review because that's what motivates me to keep writing. To be honest I wasn't going to keep writing until I saw a recent review and it kick started me to keep writing, anyways this was pretty lengthy and I'm sure none of you read this, but whatever, enjoy the latest chapter.
"Hey Finch, there's a incident you have to check out, it's a merpeople complaint over at the Gray pond." An old deputy Auror yelled at a young bright eyed Auror.
"I'll see to it right now" She grabbed her burgundy Auror cloak and apparated to Gray pond. When she got there she found a group of mermaids huddled together in the shallows.
"What seems to be the problem here?" The Auror asked, trying her best to sound arristive and helpful.
"There's a girl at the bottom of the pond." Said one of the mermaids. "We've kept her alive through air bubbles, but she needs to surface soon." Said another. "She tried to kill herself last night." Another said.
"Okay, take me to her." The young Aorar hopped into a small row boat that was being pulled into the middle of the pond by the mermaids. She dropped anchor and waited for the them to bring the girl back up.
The mermaids surfaced with a young girl, she was unconscious and had bruises on her face and exposed neck. The young Auror pulled Nymphadora into the boat, she took out her wand and revived the girl. Nymphadora coughed up a lot of water and tried to sit up.
"Are you alright?"
Nymph looked up into the green eyes of the young Auror, she blinked up at her and shook her head no. Nymphadora fell unconscious again. The Auror looked at Nymphadora's body, her dress was ripped and soaked and her skin was littered with scratches and bruises, it looked like the girl went through hell.
Alexandrea Finch rowed the boat back to shore, she got out of the boat and pulled Nymphadora out. Alexandrea held onto Nymph and apparated them to St. Mungos.
"I need a medic, this girl is unconscious and is in need of treatment."
"What seems to be the problem here." A male healer asked.
"This girl was found at the bottom of the pond, she has some broken bones and marks all over her body, I believe she tried to kill herself last night."
"Wait I know this girl, she came her last night. She had a miscarriage and a few broken ribs and it appears her wrist is broken as well." He was examining her body.
Alexandrea frowned at hearing about Nymphadora's baby. "Can't we get her a room, I don't want to hurt her any further if I accidently grab a broken bone." Alexandrea was still holding the girl up.
"Oh no, we can't give her a room here, she has no money."
"But she needs medical help." Alexandrea pleaded with the wizard.
"You can take her to the mental clinic down that way, I'm sure they can help heal her and they get paid from the department so she doesn't have to pay anything for the treatment."
"I-I can't put her in the mental clinic, that's only for crazy people." Alexandrea didn't want to send her to the looney bin.
"Didn't you say she tried to kill herself?" The wizard asked and Alexandrea reluctantly nodded. "Then she would have been sent there anyway." The wizard said. "Now if you'll excuse me I have more important things to see to." The wizard walked away from them.
Alexandrea held onto Nymphadora and appareated them to the mental clinic. The building was big and looked rundown, the place was also filthy, the walls were gray. Alexandrea took Nymphadora inside. The inside looked worse than the outside, the wooden floors were split and old, there were patients aimlessly wandering around some tied to wheel chairs talking to no one. They all wore dirty hospital gowns.
"How can I help you?" A male worker asked.
"Hm?" The man dressed in white pulled Alexandrea from her viewing. "Oh um, I'd like to check her in to your clinic."
"Follow me." The man started walking, he led her down a hallway to an office. "Go right in, I'll take her from you now." The man reached for Nymphadora's limp body.
"Can I see her after I check her in?" Alexandrea didn't want to just hand her over to the man, she didn't have a good feeling about this place.
"Of course." The man took Nymphadora and disappeared down the hall. Alexandrea watched him until he was out of sight, she went into the office and found a short stocky man sitting behind his desk which was littered with stacks of paperwork, he looked dirty and was spitting the tobacco he was chewing into a paper cup.
He looked up suspiciously at Alexandrea, he didn't like Aurors snooping around his clinic. "What do you want?" His voice was gavely and displeasing to the ear.
"I'm here to check someone in."
"Alright what's their name?" The man pulled out a check in sheet and a pencil from his desk and was prompted to write.
"I don't know her name, I don't really know anything about her, only that I found her at the bottom of Gray pond, she tried to kill herself."
"We'll just call her patient 605 and once we find her files we will fill out the rest of her information." Alexandrea nodded her head. "Am I allowed to visit her? I want to make sure she's okay"
The wizard sighed and rubbed his face, "Fine. So you said she tried to commit suicide, we'll have to put her in a special cell until we know she won't try to hurt herself anymore."
After filling out the paperwork Alexandrea walked out of the office she spotted the man who took Nymphadora away. "Excuse me, where did you take the girl I brought in, I'd like to see her before I leave." Alexandrea wanted to make sure the girl was settled in alright, a mental clinic wasn't really the nicest place to be.
The man looked at Alexandrea. "You can't see her now, she's sleeping." The man walked away.
"Mildred, you finally came for me." A sweet looking old lady placed her shaky hand on Alexandrea's shoulder. "Mildred, I've missed you so." Tears filled the old lady's cloudy gray eyes. Alexandrea's heart broke for the old woman, who was dressed in a long white dressing gown, which was really filthy. The woman had no shoes but had a pair of ripped socks on. "I-I'm sorry I'm not Mildred." The old lady looked around confused, "Mildred? Mildred!" The old lady called and wondered away.
The man who put Nymphadora in her cell went into the office. "Sir, I've found where the new patient worked." He was holding Nymphadora's ruined maids uniform on the tag it read Property of Malfoy manor.
The short man looked at the uniform, "Well it doesn't matter now, no one is coming for her." He took the piece of fabric and threw it into the small fireplace in his office. The fabric was burned as the dancing fire licked at its seams.
Alexandrea went back to the Auror department. "Finch!" She ran to her head of department. "Yes sir?"
"We found that girl's file, apparently she was here the other night to report Bellatrix Lestrange for causing her miscarriage." The middle age wizard told Alexandrea. "T-that's awful, are we going to bring her in then for questioning?" Alexandrea felt awful. "No, there's no need."
Alexandrea was confused. "What do you mean there's no need, she was reported to have caused her miscarriage so we should bring her in for some sort of abuse." The Wizard sighed, "We can't bring her in, the girl is already gone and Mrs. Lestrange is a very high and powerful figure, do you know how much heat we would get from the ministry for arresting such a powerful woman." The wizard sighed and threw down Nymphadora's file on the desk and walked out. Alexandrea was angry and picked up the file and opened it. There was a moving picture of her smiling into the camera and laughing. Under the picture it read Nymphadora Tonks, but the Tonks was crossed out, as were the names under the category parent's, under the names written in pen was the word disowned. Alexandrea read her files and felt sick.
At the clinic Nymphadora was passed out in a padded cell, naked and wrapped up in a straightjacket. One of the male nurses walked into her cell and looked down at Nymphadora, he took out his wand fired a shocking hex at her. Nymphadora's eyes shot open and her whole body started to twitch and spasm around on the floor, screams ripped out of her throat and tears ran down her face. The wizard let the spell up and watched as Nymphadora seizured on the floor.
"W-where am I?" Her voice sounded small and weak. The man didn't tell her anything he just said "Get up, you have to be cleaned." He grabbed Nymphadora by the straight jacket and dragged her to a room with a dirty tile bath. A table was hanging above the bath. The man stripped off the jacket and placed her roughly on the table. He strapped her down onto it while Nymphadora was freaking out and trying to pull free from the binds. "Let me go I want my…" She was plunged into the icy water and started choking when her lungs filled with water. The man pulled a lever and she was brought back up from the water, she was coughing hard, but was put back in the water.
This went on for half an hour and when she was done with her 'bath' She was strapped into her straight jacket and forced back into her room while still soaking wet. Nymphadora stood in the middle of her padded cell shivering. "I want my mummy" She said to the empty cell and began to cry.
Eventually Nymph tired herself out from all the crying she had been doing, she laid on the floor as the broken fluorescent light twitched above her. In the clinic there was no way of telling if it was day or night. The cell was void of any windows or furniture, she was to sleep on the filthy padded ground.
Nymphadora was exhausted from the days events, her eyes began to droop, that is until her cell door was ripped open and two big looking men who were dressed in all white rushed into her room. They grabbed Nymphadora and started dragging her out of the room.
Nymph was terrified, she didn't know where she was going. She prayed to anyone who was listening it wasn't another 'bath'. She was struggling against the grip of the two men as her legs and feet were being dragged against the splintering wooden floor. "Please, I want my mummy." Nymphadora whimpered, sounding very small and childish.
The men started laughing at her. "From what we've heard, you don't have a mummy anymore or a daddy." One said with malice mierth in his tone. "Yeah they got rid of you, and who would blame them. No one wants a fucked up mental paiten like you for a daughter." The men laughed in unison at the expense of the poor girl who started to cry.
They arrived at an old metal door. One of the two men held the girl while the other took out a ring of keys and was searching for the right one to unlock the door. The heavy door was pushed open and a light was flicked on. In the middle of the room there was a small bare bed, it was only a mattress really and a strange looking machine next to it.
Nymphadora was forced onto the small bed and big leather straps were strapped around her arms, stomach and legs. "What are you do…" She was cut off by the wooden bar that was being shoved between her top and bottom teeth.
"This is part of your treatment." One of the men said. He then placed electrodes on Nymphadora's temples. Booth men stood near the machine, one held the power lever.
Nymphadora looked around rapidly as her breathing quickened and her heart was beating at an extreme pace out of fear. Her eyes were wide like a small child.
The man pulled the lever. Hundreds of watts shot through Nymphadora's temples. "UUUNNNGGGHHH!" Her body arched off the bed and shook violently, the pain was excruciating. Tears streamed down her face and her eyes rolled in the back of her head as electricity was turning her brain into scrambled eggs. Her teeth sunk hard into the bar between them. The lights above them filcikered rapidly and a trickle of blood started to come out of her nose.
"I think that's enough mate!" The man watching called over the sounds of the machine and the girls screams.
The man holding the lever shook his head with a sadistic grin on his face. He even laughed as he saw her crying and her eyes go cross. His colleague shifted and looked uncomfortable, sure he had messed with a few patients, but never went so far to push them close to death.
Something deep in Nymph's brain snapped, no longer did she have any coherent thoughts in her head. The man finally turned off the machine, but her body still shook and her head was slow, she didn't know where she was or who she was. She was numb.
"Shit! She looks really fried." The man said a little worried by the way the girl looked.
The man who was holding the lever ignored his colleague. He walked around the bed to where Nymphadora laid. He reached down his hand and started to feel up her bare womanhood.
"Oi, what are you doing."
"Haven't you ever fooled around with the patients before?" The man shook his head at the absurd question. "It's the most exhilarating thing ever. These looney whores are the best in the sack."
Nymph laid on the bed lifeless, but still breathing. The men unstrapped her and hoisted her off the bed. Her body was limp so they really did have dragg her all the way back to her cell.
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