A/N: Sorry Guys! I wanted to be able to update this more than once a week but I've been swamped with work and I don't have internet at my place anymore. Excuses I know but I'm moving in 50 days! I hope you are enjoying the story so far.
Elmund's body reacted in ways he didn't want it to as his mind and finally his voice cried out. Tears streamed down his face at the betrayal that tore him apart. His tears didn't abate the desire flowing from Joren and into him. The tears that fell down Elmund's face took his strength and fight with him. He put his head in the grass as Joren finished having his way, disgust clouding his mind that his body enjoyed the sexual torment.
Finally it all came to a close as Joren collapsed onto Elmund, sticky and hot. "What did you do to Giles?" Elmund asked, not making a move to even clean himself off.
"He really did taunt me even threw in that he was coming here to meet you although he didn't exactly say here. It only took a little bit of Legilimens to get that though. I don't take kindly to being taunted. You should know that better than anyone. After the game I cast a binding spell on him, plucked a couple hairs from his head and used a bit of polyjuice potion I keep in reserve for special occasions." There was laughter in his voice and no regret for what he'd done.
Slowly, aching at the soreness that was filling his backside, Elmund put his clothes on and despite Joren ordering him to sit down, he got up and walked back to the castle slightly surprised that Joren didn't force him to stay. There was nothing left in him though. What Joren couldn't see was that he'd taken everything from Elmund. Reaching one of the staircases across from the Great Hall, Elmund spotted Giles walking gingerly up the stairs. He was sporting a black eye. Moving to call out and apologize, Giles spotted him first and took off running up the stairs, leaving Elmund even more devastated which he didn't think was possible before. His heart hurt, his head hurt, his soul hurt. Just thinking hurt so he moved his way up the stairs and just kept moving. He missed the Ravenclaw turn off and kept climbing, one foot in front of the other. Finally he found himself at the top of the Astronomy tower, the highest point in all of Hogwarts castle.
Peering out into the cloudless night, the tears that had stopped began again. Unmanageable sobs wracked his whole body, causing Elmund to slump to the ground. Trembling hands gripped at his hair and held his body tight.
"Elmund, I ordered you to stop!" Joren had caught up to Elmund, breathless, robes askew, and his broom in hand from the game. He propped it against the door frame and moved towards Elmund.
"If you touch me, I'm going to curse your hands off." Elmund warned, not even bothering to look at Joren as he pulled himself up and forced the tears and sobs to leave him.
"You wouldn't hurt a flea. I know you better than that." A smirk crept into Joren's voice although his face let a single crease on his brow free to show a bit of worry.
"Everything that made me happy was taken from you. The one person that loved me, the only one in my entire life, won't even look at me because of what you did." Elmund accused.
"I look at you. Isn't that enough?" Joren asked.
"You? Why would I be happy that you look at me? How could that ever be enough? I'm a minion to you, someone to torment, and leave half-dead and not feel remorse for. What do I have to live for? Torment and anguish and a life filled with utter hate. I long for death. Death must be so kind." Elmund looked out the window darkly as he pushed on it, unlatching the claps that held it shut, letting the wind whip over him. "Want to see what I have to look forward to?" Elmund asked Joren who was staring at him with confusion on his face. He took a step towards Elmund who took a step back, right on the ledge of the open window. Elmund gave Joren a final look of utter defeat that deep inside of his heart, Joren felt a twinge of regret for what he'd done. Then he stepped back off the ledge and let himself fall, wind whipping through his hair and clothes.
Joren gave a shout and grabbed his broom, diving out of the tower window towards Elmund, his speed not fast enough to catch up and horror filled his eyes as Elmund didn't even seem afraid of falling to his death. Almost close enough to touch Elmund's hand, the ground was looming closer and closer and Joren had to pull up or lest he fall to his death as well. Two feet from the ground, Elmund stopped, his eyes flew open and he hovered in the air as the tears began again. Dismounting, Joren ran towards him.
"Are you stupid?" Joren yelled, slapping Elmund's hovering cheek as finally Elmund dropped to the ground.
"Are you? Don't you remember what I said? Of course you don't. You don't hear what I say, not really. I cannot die by suicide. I'm bound to my father." Joren's heart was racing the fastest it had ever raced with more adrenaline than he could manage. He clutched his chest as he fell to his knees.
"I thought you were going to die." Joren managed to say with a steady voice before starting to shiver.
"And why would you care Joren? I wish you would just put me out of my misery. End this life! It's the only way." Joren couldn't seem to comprehend what Elmund was saying. He stared blankly at Elmund who got close enough to him and began to hit him. "Just kill me!" He yelled, hitting harder as Joren just sat there taking every hit in stride. "I will make your life a living hell when I'm the head of the family if you don't kill me now. I'll pay members to rape your sister and behead your mother. I can do whatever I want with the family money. It means nothing to me and I will pay whatever price if you don't end me now. Better yet, if you do, I'll make you the heir to the family estate. You will be the next head. All you have to do is kill me." Elmund coaxed, getting on his knees to whisper in Joren's ear and stroke his hair.
The thought that he couldn't kill himself had finally been laid to rest now that Elmund knew what he had to die. He just needed someone else to kill him. It had to be easy enough if he could find the right person.
"I'll let you do whatever you want with me. You can keep me as puppet if you don't want to kill me. A simple lobotomy would do too, anything at all as long as it is an existence where I cannot remember anything. Please Joren, set me free." Elmund begged, licking a strip along Joren's throat in an attempt to coax him into moving and carrying out an easy deed.
"I will do it then Elmund. I will kill you or lobotomize you. But I have conditions. You are to be mine in every way for the next three years. If at the end of three years, you still want it done, I will do it." Elmund spotted the significance of the date. In three years, he was supposed to marry Joren's sister and they would begin to produce heirs. "If in three years, you want to be dead, I'll make it happen. If instead, you want to marry my sister, you can do that too. If you don't want either option, I will help you escape and you'll never have to see me again. You just have to be mine for the next three years." Elmund listened to the request. Three years was a long time but he couldn't be sure he would be able to find someone else to agree to his request if Joren wouldn't. Three years was all he would have to put up with now.
"I'll agree, if you can keep me safe from my father and brother. I don't want to go home again. You'll have to explain to them some excuse. I don't care what as long as you get them to leave me alone."
"Then we have an agreement." Joren stated, holding out his hand to begin an unbreakable vow. Hesitantly, Elmund began to stick his own hand out. "If you'll agree to one last thing; you cannot ask the same of anyone else." Elmund nodded and placed his hand in Joren's, light filling both of their visions and hope filled Elmund's heart that in three years, he could die as he wanted to for the past 11. It was only three more years of torture until he had what he wanted.