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Ebony nodded. "Was that a yes to knife or a yes to no knife?", Greyback aked tauntingly, watching as she kept her head still. Her eyes widened as she struggled to speak. With a broken voice she whispered:" No...N-no knife please...".

"Aw but it's my favourite, jus' like you..." He moved forward.

Ebony held her breath and took a step back but tripped over the old matress. But before she could fall, Greyback caught her ar;ound her slim waist. Her heart gave a jolt as he lowered his mouth to her neck and breathed in slowly. He forced her head to side and put his nose to her soft skin and traced it along her pulse point until her chin.

Ebony's breathing increased as his skin touched hers. He heard her heart quicken and chuckled. His hands gripped both sides of her taille and pulled her close. When she was so close that his arms couldn't hold her properly he moved his hands to her back and whilst that, under her top.

"No, n-no please d-don't." "Shhhh, haven't given you any reason to cry...yet...so stop it. Otherwise..." with one hand he pulled his coat aside to show her his knife. "No!" She said suddenly, wriggling in his arms. He chuckled and put his hand to her back again. Then he shoved her backwards against the wall. "God you smell good." He murmured against her cheek. She could feel his knife against her hip, a constant reminder of the danger she was in, and the opportunity presented.

She turned her head to the side a he rubbed his callous cheek against hers. Suddenly she felt a cold breeze brush her stomach and as she looked down she saw him tear apart her top and let it hang down from her slim shoulders in tatters.

She gasped, her hands flying upwards to cover herself but he grabbed her wrists and pinned them to the wall beside her head. His other hand stroked her side, up and down until it reached her knickers. He frowned and looked down reluctantly, as if they should not be there. With a sudden tear they were ripped from her body and the sudden gust of cold made her hairs rise.

Goosebumbs erupted all over her body and Ebony began to shake with fear. Greyback let go off her arms and put his hands down on her hips where he pressed her with unnecessary force against the wall. He then bent down and sniffed her downer parts. His eyes darkened a little when she tried to flinch but then suddenly lightened up with excitement. One of his hands wandered from her hip to down between her legs. She struggeled a bit, but he was too carried away.

"Could that be?" He murmured more to himself. As an answer her removed his hand and looked at his fingers; they were blood-stained. He slowly raised his head and looked into her terrified face. His smile sent waves of chills and ice-cold fear down her spine. It was so cruel, so malicious.

"Told you that, eh? Told you that'll be a problem, well...your problem, good for me..."

Ebony gasped.

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Dumbledore paced around in the living room of Grimmauls Place 12, imptiently awaiting the arrivals of his troops. The Order had big losses since the last few weeks, Voldemort became more powerful. They had to have some outer members, some to whom they still have constant contact but who they don't meet.

But in the past weeks many contacts with those outer members broke, some members disappeared, some are dead, some moved away. To find the disappeared ones, Dumbledore had sent out troops of his 'inner' members.

He heard voices on the corridor and walked outside, being met with Molly, who'd been waiting for hours and the first group; Remus, Sirius and Kingsley. They rushed past Molly, straight into the living room, Dumbledore following them and closing the door. He looked at them expectantly and Remus was first to speak:" We haven't found any of them, Dumbledore. Every place we arrived we would have been sure, there were some, was destroyed and everywherewas blood." He paused and Sirius continued:" Also we have information that there are two other cases of sudden disappereances...Two girls." he added with a serious look on his face.

Dumbledore sighed. "And we don't have any advice about their whereabouts?" He knew the answer but Sirius surprised him:" Well, we don't know exactky but as we came across a muggle town Remus suddenly smelt something suspicious. We followed its track and it went into a forest where we also found blood."

"What was so suspicious?"

"Greyback" Remus answered. " It was Greyback's scent, I'm sure. But there was another werewolf's scent but I didn't know him. Smelt strong, could be an alpha or so..."

"And so we assume at least one of the missing girls is with Greyback?"

"If she's not dead already but we couldn't find a corpse..."

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Ebony lay wide awake, totally unable to sleep. She felt like a corpse or even wished she was one. Everthing hurt, especially in her abdomen. Everywhere in the small chamber was blood, blood on the wall, on the floor, on her and even at the ceiling. It smelt like blood and it made her sick.

It was bad enough she had lost her total virginity in this room but then also being fucked while she had her menstruals wasn't really nice. Surely Greyback was not the first one who had her here in this room but he was definitely the worst.

A small hole in the wall she had found a few days ago told her it was night. When Greyback came it was still daytime. She guessed he must have been here for at least four or five hours. She had to get outof here, and she would it was just a matter of time.

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Abigail was hungry. Her stomach told her that every two minutes. It sounded just like a dying whale and so she felt. She desperately needed to pee and some light for her eyes.

Everytime she heard footsteps she hoped it would be her father to get her. Or someone else. Her other senses were all trained on the place where she thought she had entered this room. Suddenly she heard footsteps again. They were heavy as if coming from boots. So not her father, he just walked around bare-foot.

But the steps approached her location and apart from her was no thing near. Finally I get picked up again! For a moment she heard nothing then suddenly a warm but strong hand wrapped itself around her upper arm and she screamed of surprise. She was dragged out of the room and straight into the light. It burned. Her eyes burned, her head burned, everything. She felt just like a vampire when in sun. Still she was blind and could just stumble after the man pulling her with him. It felt like hours when they fnally stopped.

Still seeing nothing she focused more on listening and heard the man knock on a door, his hand still terribly tight on her arm. Some muffled voice said something she couldn't understand and a door opened. They stepped inside and suddenly the helping hand on her arm was gone and she almost fell over. Just like when her father punished her. Then something dawned on her;she was still naked!

Abigail was about to die of shame, how many had seen her that way? And who was seeing her now? She tried to raise her eye-lids but failed as the light hit her eyes like white-hot knives.

She heard some chuckling and someone stand up from an old bed, approaching her. She abacked but didn't come far because of two large hands wrapping themselves around her slim waist. "Don't you recognize me, sweetheart?"

She gulped. Venator