Chapter 19: Living Hell
I had no idea how long I was there.
There was no window or clock, so I lost track of how many days it had been. At precise intervals, Chad would come in with some of his DeathEater buddies and feed me the potion. At first, I always put up a fight. But that only resulted in them torturing me even more. Ultimately, I just gave up trying to put up a fight and let them do whatever they wanted. I had already lost all hope. I was fed a small piece of bread and a few drops of water. I was shocked I hadn't died of starvation already. I was counting how many times I drank that vial potion and had to suffer the excruciating pain.
Today was the 17th time.
"Hello, Mudblood! How are you doing today?" Chad exclaimed in an extremely sweet voice.
I replied him by sending him my worst glare.
"Ooh. As usual, not a very morning person, are you?" He mocked.
I was waiting for him to take out that stupid black vial and give me the potion, but he gazed at me for a while, with a certain dark glimmer in his eyes. His stare made me squirm in discomfort. He chuckled and waved off his friends, sending them out.
Slowly, he walked towards me and took out a wand.
Oh no.
Not again.
He raised it and waved it over me, casting a non-verbal spell. I waited for any type of pain to come on. Instead, I felt my face, which was filled with dirt since I had not changed or bathed in days; get cleaner as did the rest of my body. I felt like I had just taken a nice, steamy bath. But on the inside I was still feeling as miserable as ever.
What is he doing?
Noticing the confusion on my face, Chad grinned.
"It's a cleansing spell, Muddy." He spoke with a grin.
Again, he started walking towards me, achingly slowly, until he was right before me. His eyes bore into mine and I tried my best not to wince under his dead-on stare.
Suddenly, I felt myself being thrown backwards. My head hit the wall and I groaned in pain as my spine gave a sickening crack. Chad appeared right before me again, his face inches from mine as he leaned his hands on either side of my head, trapping me as he gazed at me with lust filled in his eyes.
Oh no.
Not this.
Anything but this.
"You know, for a Mudblood, you are actually very pretty." He chuckled, nuzzling his face slightly into my neck.
I tried to move my arms to push him away, but he held my arms firmly in place, pressing his body in front of me.
"I mean, don't get me wrong. You're still a filthy Mudblood. But I cast that cleansing spell so that your germs would be eliminated." He breathed into my neck, before nibbling on my ear-lobe.
"Please." I whimpered, tears flowing down my face.
When did I become so weak?
I didn't even have enough energy to fight back or even yell back.
I was just too drained.
Emotionally.
Physically.
Psychologically.
Just…drained.
He ignored my pleas as he started kissing down my neck, making me cry harder as he bit down on my shoulder.
He was getting more violent by the second. He started tugging hard on my already worn-out shirt and hiking it up to rub against my bare stomach.
"Stop! Get away from me!" I yelled, mustering up enough energy to shove him away and slap him.
Uh oh.
Big mistake.
Chad held the cheek I had hit and glared at me with such a ferocious look, his face turning redder and redder.
"You stupid bitch!" He snarled, slamming me into the wall again as I felt a shooting pain go up my arm.
Ok, my wrist was definitely broken.
He ground into me as he savagely attacked my neck, biting and sucking hard as I just screamed out helplessly in protest.
I thought life before this was hell…
I was wrong.
This was Hell.
He started to tug at my knee-length skirt, hiking it up to my thighs as he forcefully pressed his mouth to mine.
There goes my first kiss…
He was about to unzip my skirt when we heard a voice.
"What's going on here?"
Chad turned and I craned my neck to see Malfoy standing at the door, looking slightly angry.
"Ah. Draco. You're just in time. Maybe you would like a shot at her as well. It would be fun. You could go first, if you want." Chad winked at him.
How disgusting could this monster get?
I watched Malfoy closely as he glared at Chad a bit before speaking in a low voice.
"I thought we agreed we wouldn't touch her. After all, she is a Mudblood." He spat the last word with so much venom.
"But I did cast a cleansing spell on her. She's as clean as ever. So no worries about germs." Chad laughed.
Malfoy looked like he was struggling not to explode.
"Still, you can't cleanse her blood. Not even the potion can. She is a Mudblood with the dirtiest substance running through her veins." Malfoy grimaced at me.
It still broke my heart every time he looked at me with the coldest, most emotionless look in his eyes.
"You know, you almost sound as if you're protecting her. Like you're worried for her." Chad spoke as he approached Malfoy, eyeing him closely.
Malfoy's eyes widened and he laughed sarcastically.
"Me? Worried for her? Chad, you make me laugh. Of course not!" he spat, but I could detect the falseness in his voice.
And so did Chad.
"Really? Prove it then. Crucio her." Chad shrugged, his hands clasped behind his back as he stood next to Malfoy and nodded towards me.
I was still pressed against the wall, overwhelmed with fear as Malfoy looked at Chad for a moment before raising his wand at me.
"CRUCIO!"