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Warning: Rape scene{but not too explicit!}

Chapter 21 "Honey, I'm back!"

James brought them to an old dirty bedroom. There was a four poster bed in the middle of the room whose pink faded hangings were shredded stuffing in the mattress puffed out here and there , dropping to the floor in soft tufts. Deep scratch mark covered the walls and the filthy floorboards. Bits of plaster and wood shavings were scattered on the floor from the scratches. Dust had accumulated in the corners and on top of the bits of broken furniture in the room. It looked as if some wild beast had been locked up in here for a long length of time.

James threw the struggling Lily to the floor and she scrambled up, heading for the door, but James stopped her with his mind.

"Tsk, tsk, little Lily. You might have broken one of my binds, but you haven't found the antidote to the potion yet." he made Lily stand stock still as he stood behind her. He pulled the hair away from her ear and whispered into it. He could almost hear her heart beating in fear.

"Now, I have no doubt Snape will come after us. Actually, I'm counting on it, but until he finds us, why don't we have some fun while you're still alive? It might be awhile before he finds us, because I don't think you even know where we are, do you?" James pushed Lily's hair aside so he could kiss the soft skin on her neck. He didn't know what was with him and Lily. He still desired her even though she was a cheating self-centered bitch. So he would have as much fun with her as he wanted before he had to kill her, because she could not be allowed to live after this.

Lily gagged as James kissed her neck. The brush of his lips against her was revolting; she could smell his foul breath that reaked of beer, and she could feel his rough hand creeping under her shirt and touching the small of her back. How could this be happening again? How did he even get her? One minute she was with Severus and Kingsley, the next, looking up at James.

Her heart gave a jolt as she remembered the look of horror on Severus' face when he saw that James had her. He would come after her, and he would get hurt again. Or maybe he would kill James, and definitely get thrown into Azkaban. Either way, it would go badly for him.

"Stop thinking about him! I can hear your thoughts!" James screamed suddenly in her ear. He pulled a small silver knife from his pocket and held it up so the light in the room glinted off it. Lily looked at it fearfully, still unable to move. He was going to kill her, and she couldn't stop it. Even if she could break the connection like she had in the alley, she would pass out from the effort, and then he could do anything to her.

James smiled as he drew the knife across her left cheek, going as slowly as he could to cause more pain. It wasn't too deep, just deep enough to hurt, and he enjoyed the pain that he saw in Lily's eyes. Tears of agony ran down Lily's face, mingling with the blood, and the salt made the cut burn more.

"Don't think about Snape, or you'll get worse." satisfied with his action, he resumed kissing her neck, and then she felt a burst of pain as he nipped her and drew blood. James licked the droplets of blood that formed in his teeth marks, savoring the metallic iron taste.

"Lily, go to the bed." James' heart was pumping with adrenaline, he could feel his body waking up as the taste of Lily's blood filled his mouth. He felt excited; he wanted MORE Lily. Lily tried to stop herself, she knew what was coming, but she was worn out from fighting. She laid on the musty mattress that was speckled with rodent droppings, and screamed inside as James sat on top of her and started unbuttoning her shirt. Then he stopped, considering her thoughtfully with a malicious glint in his eyes. "Don't you think that this would be more fun if I let you go?"

Lily suddenly felt his grip on her mind loosen, and she immediately began struggling underneath him, and tried to push him off.

"That's what I like," James moaned softly as Lily flailed beneath him. He held her arms down as she screamed and pressed his mouth upon hers, looking right into her frightened eyes. He released his hold on one of her hands, and sliced her blouse open with his knife, leaving a thin line of blood trailing down her stomach.

"No!" Lily sobbed and with her free hand she hit James hard across the face. He looked angry for a minute, and then smiled; the pain that she had left in his face excited him more. "There's the fierce fighting Lily I know!" he slashed the other side of her face with his knife and she screamed as the blood dripped down her neck. It felt so good to hurt this little bitch, to teach her a lesson after everything she did.

He smacked her hard, and a yellow tinged bruise began to form above her left eye, joining her bruised lips where James had pressed too hard. She stopped fighting for a moment, stunned by the hit, and James caressed her brassiere-clad breasts gingerly. He went to remove the piece of clothing that was separating his fingers from her skin, but stopped when he sensed something. He brought his hand lower onto her smooth, pale stomach, and let it rest there, his mouth dropping open in shock. Lily continued to struggle beneath him, not noticing James' expression in her fear.

"You're pregnant?" James looked at her, fury burning in his eyes. If this was Snape's doing...

"What are you talking about?" Lily sobbed, her cheeks stinging under the streams of tears, not comprehending, not understanding what he was saying.

"Did Snape do this?" James shook Lily hard, her head snapping back and forth. It was bad enough that Snape had stolen his possession, but if he had planted a seed, too..he would pay.

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

"Did you have sex with Snape, you little BITCH!" James screamed, stabbing Lily's shoulder. She wailed in pain as James twisted the knife in her flesh.

"Answer me! Tell the truth!" he put his hold on her again so she would speak.

"No! I never did! Only with you, James, only with you!" Lily choked out between her broken breaths, her shoulder burning.

"Then it's mine." James suddenly sneered. He would leave it in Lily, tell Snape about it. What would Snape think? It would be wonderful to watch his face contort in fury as he learned the truth. He must have known James had sex with Lily, but now he'll know that James planted a seed, too. When James Potter does something, he does it all the way.

"I'm not pregnant, I would know. How would you know if I don't?" Lily sobbed. The thought of something that was part James growing inside her was revolting, even if it was an innocent child. She felt like slicing her stomach open and tearing it out. She didn't want to believe James, but now that he said that, she realized she had been feeling strange lately, for about a month; tired and cranky, and she had been throwing up in the morning. But she had thought it was from stress from dealing with James, the thought that she could be pregnant never crossed her mind.

"I'm in control, Lily. I can feel your body. And I know. But that doesn't matter now." James pulled off his shirt, and then his sweaty body was on top of Lily. She screamed again as he leaned on her injured shoulder. "You'll remember this forever. Until I kill you, anyway," James through his knife aside, and let his lust take over, ripping the rest of Lily's clothes off forcefully.

Lily screamed the whole time James raped her and fought madly against him, but to no avail. Finally, after what seemed like days to Lily, James decided he was finished with her. He made her lay on the bed, naked, bloody and exhausted while he got dressed and then he sat beside her, the bedsprings creaking beneath him. James stroked her cheek where it wasn't slashed. "Now that wasn't so bad was it?"

Lily whimpered. It felt like she had been beaten with a car. She felt defeated, exhausted, humiliated. She wanted Severus to save her, to take her away from James. She wished she was with him, inside his arms, his circle of love and protection.

James' eyes widened as he read her thoughts. "I told you to stop thinking about him," James whispered quietly, and Lily paled. She heard the cold fury in his voice, and it was terrifying. What was he going to go to her now?

"Let me give you a present, my Sweet Lily. So you'll know who you belong to." he picked up his knife again, and grinned at the red-haired woman. He touched the tip to the skin of her belly, and she inhaled as she felt the cold tip push into her flesh. James began to slowly carve words into her bare stomach. He made her stay still, because he didn't want to mess up his work of art, but he let her scream as he worked, because he loved the sound. It was full of pain and fear, and it was delicious.

When James was done, Lily's entire belly was drenched in blood, dripping down and dotting mattress. James used a strip of the pink bed hangings to wipe her stomach, so he could admire his work clearly.

"Take a look," James made Lily look down and she saw in horror that he had carved 'James Potter and Lily Evans Forever' into her skin.

"And so it can't be removed..." James swished his wand over Lily, and the cuts glowed black for a moment before returning to scarlet. "There's a curse for everything, nowadays. It's very useful, don't you think? Isn't it beautiful?" Even though Lily thought much differently {it was the most horrible thing she ever saw} James made her nod yes.

"I'm glad you agree. Now you lay there like a good girl, and don't bleed out yet. We'll wait for Snivellus and when he comes, I'll kill him. After he sees his precious Lily, of course." James patted her bare thigh and left the room. Lily got a glance of a dreary hallway as he opened the bedroom door. She heard the door lock click behind him; he must have locked it with his wand. She found she could move again; James must have released her. He probably figured she couldn't get out; there were no windows in this room, and the only door was locked.

She stood shakily from the bed, her body aching, and bent to pick up her clothes from the floor, hurriedly dressing as fast as she could. She ripped a strip from her shirt and tied it as tightly around her bleeding shoulder as she could. Her shirt was ruined, but she put it on over her bra anyway. She winced as she touched her stomach. She hoped those words could be healed somehow, even though James cursed them. She tucked her shirt into her pants so she wouldn't have to look at the offensive cuts.

Lily suddenly felt so drained and exhausted, and she sat on the bed and leaned against the headboard. She remembered what James said about her being pregnant. She placed a hand on her stomach again, not pressing too hard because of the slashes. It was about time that this happened, really. They had had sex so many times, usually James coercing her into doing it. And they didn't use any protection. But she had been feeling this way for about a month now...so it happened before Severus.

Oh, Sev. What would he think? Tears began trickling from Lily's eyes again, and she pressed her palms against them, trying to hold the tears in. If they both survived this, and James was arrested, what would they do? Did Lily really want to keep this child? Every time she looked at it, it would remind her of James, all the beatings, the pain, torture, control. It would be like a vessel, harboring all her bad feelings and hate against James. It would remind her of her bad decision. If she started a new life with Severus, she would have to get rid of everything from her old life, everything that made her think of James.

She let her back relax against the headboard and grimaced as her shoulder gave a twinge. The blood had already soaked through the strip of cloth she had tied around her shoulder, and was staining her shirt. She groaned as she felt her vision go hazy. She had lost alot of blood between the slashes on her cheeks, stomach and shoulder. But she couldn't pass out, she wouldn't pass out. Lily tried to stand, thinking that if she walked around, she could stay awake, but it was a bad idea. She felt the haze take over. She felt cold and light, and then her legs were too weak to hold her up, and she collapsed on the floor, her red hair splayed around her like a pool of blood.

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James locked the bedroom door behind him, then headed down the hallway of the Shack to another room,which had a window where the boards were starting to fall off. He peered through the crack in the wood which revealed a grimy strip of glass, to check to see if anyone was coming Snape came, he would be ready. He would disarm him,stun him, and torture him. He would kill Lily in front of Snape,and then he would kill Snape. He pulled a chair up to the window, ripped the rest of the boards off of it, and kept watching for Snape. His eyelids staring drooping after a few minutes...after all, he hadn't slept in about a day, and all the fighting he had done with Lily had tired him out. Despite his best efforts, he drifted off against the dirty windowsill while Lily lay unconscious in the bedroom down the hall.

Oh, poor Lily! Severus needs to come save her, scoop her up, and take her away!

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