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I wanted to comment on on of the reviews. (do not forget I love them all) One of you asked to tone down the sex a bit because it wasn't really Ginny. to explain with out spoiling, I can't do that. The Ginny in this story is a vixen, her drive for sex will be explained but in my eyes Ginny has always been very passionate. if you don't like the sex I advise not to read the story.
Anyway, I love all reviews so I will beg for more!
6. Tortured
It had been two days since our little meeting in the Room of Requirement, I was absolutely frustrated with the ferret-boy. Not once over the past two days had he made a move towards me, if I didn't know better I would have guessed that he was scared. Although I have to agree that Lucius and Voldemort could be considered scary but I was wondering if I misjudged Draco's bravery and need for freedom.
The only thing that made me stay focused on him was the fact that he was always looking at me, sometimes even following me and I never saw him with the pug face anymore. It all made me wonder what he was up to, maybe he was thinking up some plan to get to me.
But his plan is taken too damn long! I screamed in my head. I got so angry and frustrated that I threw a hex towards the first moving object I came across hoping it to be a spider or mouse, instead the curse was deflected and Amycus Carrow was smiling down at me.
"What is this, little blood traitor, attacking a teacher?"
"No just venting some anger." I whispered.
"You were throwing a hex at me." he growled.
"Just at the first moving object that I came across. As a Death Eater you must know what that is like."
He blanched for a second and scowled down at me.
"I have had it with you, Weasley." He growled and grabbed me by my arm. Before I knew it he was pulling me along the hallway to the detention room they had set up. I prayed that today was Draco's day to do the punishments, I wasn't sure, due to my anger with him I hadn't paid attention to the Slytherin table. If he was in charge of the detention group today he wouldn't have been at lunch and I couldn't remember if he had been there.
Carrow shoved me roughly through the door and threw me on the floor, I scrapped my knees but I should have been wearing stockings anyway. I was just in time to shield my face against his oncoming shoe. His kicked me in the ribs with great force, effectively pushing all air out of my lungs. I struggled to get air back into my body.
"You little brat need to learn how to behave." He growled and kicked my leg again. "your parents should have taught you better." An other kick followed. I struggled to keep composure, I wasn't going to give him the pleasure of seeing me cry or whimper in pain.
"Crucio!" I heard him yell before complete agony took over. I knew that this time I couldn't keep from screaming, he was much better at the torture than the students. The pain was complete and totally controlling my mind, time didn't exist any more. Suddenly it lifted and I was able to stop screaming, I bit my lip to prevent a sound coming from me.
"Amycus!" I heard a voice say, as my ears were still ringing I didn't recognize it.
"Ah, Draco. What can I do for you."
Draco? What is he doing here? He can't see my like this.
"I heard you had the Weaslette in here, I wondered if I could be of any assistance?"
"Actually, you came at the right time. I have a class to teach, I would love if you could cover this for me, I don't think 5 minutes of torture was enough for her."
"Love to." I heard Draco say. It sounded like he was smiling and I internally groaned. My game was over, I must be covered in bruises and cuts and so not attractive at the moment. I listened as the door opened and closed, I heard soft footsteps coming closer and I closed my eyes, waiting for the pain to begin again.
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I heard a loud scream coming from the dungeons. I recognized the sounds as somebody being tortured but even more I recognized the scream as Ginerva's. I ran downstairs and to the detention room, what were they doing to her?
I didn't even think and hesitate, I just threw the door open and walked in. I almost fainted at the sight, Amycus was torturing Ginerva with a big evil smile on his face. I almost vomited with disgust of the man's face.
"Amycus!" I yelled. Internally I sighed in relieve that he stopped the curse. I took a deep breath to regain enough composure to show no emotion.
"Ah, Draco. What can I do for you."
"I heard you had the Weaslette in here, I wondered if I could be of any assistance?"
"Actually, you came at the right time. I have a class to teach, I would love if you could cover this for me, I don't think 5 minutes of torture was enough for her."
"Love to."
I watched the horrid man leave the old classroom, I knew my dad's friends were horrible but how could he torture this innocent girl like that. I know she isn't really innocent but in that way she was, she had done nothing wrong but done that what her parents had told her too, just like me. You just can't deny your upbringing.
I slowly took a few steps towards her, she was quivering slightly and biting on her lip. She even flinched when I stepped up next to her. The girl that was lying before me was the innocent Weasley, that little girl everybody believed she was.
"Ginerva?" I asked but all I got was a whimper. "Can you move?" I tried again, an other whimper. I noticed she was still gasping for breath and I remember the first time my aunt tortured me, I had difficulty breathing for two days.
I careful picked her up, she moaned in pain and tried to move away.
"Trust me, I'll help you." I whispered in her ear. I think she tried to relax but she was still whimpering. I wrapped my cloak around her and took her to my room. Thank goodness for Salazar's high standards for pure-bloods, without it I wouldn't have my own room, with my own password and no roommates.
Slowly I placed on my bed and looked at her. There were no tears, it showed how hard she really was but her arms were covered with cuts and the piece of belly that her position showed was dark blue. I waved my wand and her clothes fell away, I made sure her underwear was still in place.
"No." she moaned.
"Shhh, I'm not going to hurt you, we can play games when you are healed." I whispered and brushed the hair out her face. "I'm going to check you for severe wound and heal your cuts. Try to relax."
She tried to take a deep breath but she winched again.
I looked at her chest it was covered with bruises.
"What the fuck did he do to you?" I gasped. The torture curse only leaves small cuts as physical evidence, it was a curse to hurt not to damage but her wounds were extensive. Beside two big bruises on her arms, the one on her chest, I counted five more bruises, on her back, legs and stomach.
Reeling in shock I whispered heeling spells to heal her cuts, they were closed quickly. After that I went to my potion cabinet and search for the blue bottle with the anti-bruise potion. I poured a small cup and returned to the beautiful woman on my bed. Strangely I felt nothing but worry, no arousal, no need, not even when I inspected her breast for cuts. It was the first time ever that there was an almost naked woman in my bed and I had no desire for sex.
"Here drink this, you'll feel better." I whispered as I handed her the small cup. She opened her eyes at me and looked weary. I couldn't help but chuckle. "You have to get back in shape if we want to complete our little game." I said with a smile.
She tried to smile but it turned into a grimace but without arguing she took the cup, sniffed it and swallowed it.
"Thanks." She muttered hoarsely. This time she managed to show a real smile. Gods, she looked beautiful when she smiled like that. I placed the cup on the night stand and covered her with my blankets. It was confusing but it felt good to take care of her.
"What happened that got Amycus so angry?" I asked as I sat down next to her.
"Me and my temper." Ginerva groaned. "I was frustrated, very frustrated. I hexed the first thing that I came across, something moved next to me so that was my target. Should have known it might have been a Death Eater."
"You hexed Amycus?"
"He blocked it, got angry with me, my big mouth got in the way. You know my temper."
It was like she didn't even care about it at all. As if she had been through worse, I was a bit shocked by her attitude.
"What did he do to make you so bruised?"
"Kicked me a few times. I was just quick enough to protect my face." She growled, I could see in her eyes that she was getting angry with Amycus. I wasn't sure if that was a problem for her or Amycus, she just might win in a real battle.
"Don't get too worked up, you might feel sore for a day. You should rest."
To my great surprise she snorted. "Yeah, right."
I sighed and waved my wand, she really needed some sleep, I knew she probably would be angry with me tomorrow but I could deal with that. Slowly she fell asleep, her eyes closed under protest and her last words she whispered were, "you cheat."