I have hit a wall with all of my stories- except for A New Family
SO, I got the idea to combine my stories "Raising The Rainbow" and "A Ready Made Spy". Some parts will be identical to the other stories, but with changes)
It's really just that I'm using the ideas that Kingsley and Alastor raise Tonks, and she later goes to spy on a Death Eater meeting with disastrous consequences.
A formal warning: This story will contain abuse, non-con/rape, death, dark themes, it will not contain graphic descriptions of such.
Sirius is still alive as of this chapter.
I don't own HP, and I took inspiration from what Remus says in HBP: "Albus needed a spy, and here I was, ready-made."
*****And since I don't own HP, I don't own the parts of DH Chapter 1 you will see in this chapter*****
Again, I'm utilising my headcanon that Andromeda and Ted were part of the first Order.
"I am curious, Yaxley, if you know which Aurors might take part in moving the boy." Voldemort said, standing in front of the library's fireplace, facing the flames.
"No, my Lord."
"Dawlish told you the plan, but gave no names?"
"No, he didn't, my Lord." She repeated, her heart pounding. God, he must suspect.
"My Lord, might I inquire as to why you asked for my presence?" Snape asked, his black eyes watching Voldemort intently.
"We have a very unique advantage right now, Severus." Voldemort said. "Would you like to know what it is, Yaxley?"
She said nothing, her heart pounding.
"No?" Voldemort asked, turning to face her. "Perhaps you already know, Nymphadora."
Bellatrix's eyes gleamed, looking at Tonks intently. "My Lord, you suspect this is an impostor?" She asked.
"Suspect, Bellatrix? That implies I would not know." Voldemort said. "How very clever, I must say. To use a Metamorphmagus in such a way, to infiltrate us. You have no time limit, Nymphadora, isn't that correct? And the Order used Veritaserum to get Yaxley to tell you all of that information, is that also correct?"
She said nothing, but Bellatrix looked absolutely thrilled.
"I wonder, if there's a way to force a Metamorphmagus to drop a disguise?" Voldemort asked. "Tell me, Nymphadora. Is there?" When she didn't respond, he turned to Bellatrix. "Perhaps you can convince her, Bellatrix."
Bellatrix grinned, whipping her wand out and aiming it at Tonks. "Crucio!"
She fell with a scream and she knew, before she hit the ground, her morph dropped. Bellatrix laughed gleefully, releasing the curse. She stayed on the ground, gasping in pain.
"It is her! The Order sent her straight to us!" Bellatrix said. "Shall I kill her now, my Lord?"
Tonks waited for the spell, the flash of green, but it never came.
"No." Voldemort said. "I believe we can learn from her. Severus, your source is reliable, but Nymphadora might have details your source might not. Bellatrix, I'll leave this to you. If you need help from others, perhaps your husband."
"Of course, my Lord." Bellatrix said, stepping over to Tonks, grabbing her hair and pulling her to feet. "We'll enjoy this, won't we, Nymphie?"
Voldemort swept from the room, and the Malfoys followed a few seconds later, Draco casting one last glance towards the pair of women. Rodolphus stood off to the side of the room, and Bellatrix surveyed Tonks for a moment.
Bellatrix nodded at Rodolphus, who walked forward and grabbed Tonks' arms, and the two of them dragged her from the library. Tonks struggled, trying to free herself, but the two of them together dragged her down the hall, towards a new door, shoving her into the room.
Bellatrix waved her wand, and Tonks almost expected to be hit with a curse. Instead a chair slid over to them, and they forced her to sit, conjuring ropes that tied Tonks' hands behind the back of the chair.
"I want information." Bellatrix said, as Rodolphus stepped away.
"I might have information." Tonks responded, and Bellatrix slapped her sharply.
"Who is going to be involved in moving Potter?" Bellatrix demanded.
"A few people."
Another slap.
"Give me names." Bellatrix said. This time, she simply didn't respond, and Bellatrix raised her wand. "Crucio!"
The pain tore through her and she screamed, writhing in the chair. Bellatrix released the curse quickly, leaving her breathless.
"I'm going to ask again." Bellatrix said.
"And I'm still not going to answer." Tonks spat. Bellatrix looked furious, pulling a knife from her robes and switching her wand to her other hand.
"Very well." Bellatrix said, dragging the knife down Tonks' arm. "I have no qualms about killing you."
"Like you killed your sister?"
"My sister deserved it, marrying a Mudblood, and producing you. My whore of a sister deserved a lot worse than death." Bellatrix sneered. "I suppose I can make sure her precious daughter pays for it." Bellatrix raised her wand again. "Crucio!"
She screamed as the pain tore through her all over again.
"Oh, if only my darling Andromeda could hear your screams!" Bellatrix cried gleefully, dropping the curse again. "Or perhaps your fathers, if they could! I don't regret you escaping now, it's only more fun this way."
Bellatrix stepped forward, pocketing her wand. "What information can you give us?" Bellatrix asked, holding the knife against her cheek as Tonks sat bound to a chair in a dark room.
"I can give you a lot of information, I just don't want to."
Bellatrix sliced the knife, and Tonks felt a stinging pain as it cut the skin on her cheek. "Perhaps I feed you to Greyback." Bellatrix said. "How would your werewolf enjoy that?"
"Killing me won't hide the shameful fact a family member of yours married a werewolf."
Bellatrix's face turned slightly red as she glared at Tonks. She grabbed a handful of Tonks' hair, pulling her head back, pressing the blade against Tonks' neck. "I should slit your throat and leave you on dear Alastor Moody's front porch." She hissed.
"Oh, but dear Auntie Bella, if you do that, what about the information you want?"
Bellatrix released her hair, walking back in front of her. She drew out her wand, pointing it at Tonks. "Crucio!"
Her body tensed up as she screamed, the pain burning through every bone, every muscle, every inch of her body. This time, Bellatrix held the curse for far longer.
When she finally dropped the spell, Tonks was breathless and trembling, sobbing involuntarily.
"Do you have information for me now?" Bellatrix asked.
Tonks took a few deep, shuddering breaths and then sat up straight. "I will tell you nothing." She said, glaring at Bellatrix.
Bellatrix stood completely straight, staring down at her. "Very well. Rodolphus? Perhaps you can convince her to speak."
Rodolphus finally walked forward, a wicked grin on his face. "I'd be happy to try, Bella."
Tonks felt her blood run cold as Rodolphus stepped in front of her and Bellatrix walked behind her, slicing through the ropes on her wrists, purposefully cutting Tonks' skin as she did so. Rodolphus grabbed her by her hair, pulling her up.
She immediately reacted, shoving Rodolphus as hard as she could. He tightened his grip on her hair, his fist connecting with her cheek as he threw up a knee at the same time, his knee connecting with her stomach. She gasped in pain, the hits leaving her breathless for a moment. He took the moment to shove her to the ground, aiming a kick to her ribs.
"I tend to enjoy the fight, but quite frankly, we have more important matters."
A while later, Tonks felt sick as she was left curled up on the floor, clutching her knees to her chest. They had left her alone when Rodolphus had finished his abuse of her, Bellatrix deciding they'd leave her to starve for a few days, perhaps she'd speak then.
She heard them reinforce the spells on the door. She reached slowly, grabbing her clothes, pulling them on just for some coverage, just to hide her body.
Her cheek was swollen and sore from where Rodolphus' fist had struck her when she had tried to fight him off. Everything hurt, but she wasn't sure where the residual pain from the Cruciatus ended and the pain from Rodolphus' assault began.
She looked around the dimly lit room she was in. It was very small, no furniture except for the chair, and even worse- no windows. Her only escape route would be the door, and that was protected by charms.
Was this really how she was going to die? She managed to escape Bellatrix years before, was it really only delaying Bellatrix's victory?
"She'll be back." Kingsley said, setting down a piece of parchment on the table. "Death Eater meetings can last hours."
"I'm not worried."
"Yes, you are." Kingsley said. "You're worried she'll be figured out."
"Aren't you?" Alastor asked.
"Of course, but she's strong. She can fight her way out."
"Out of a room with Voldemort and Death Eaters? No, if she's found out, we'll never know." Alastor said. "We never found Andromeda or Ted, I doubt Bellatrix will give us Dora. We shouldn't have sent her."
"We have to know what they know."
"We should have sent Dung."
"Dung would blow his cover in the first five minutes."
"Could've sent Lupin, then."
"Dora would have never allowed it."
Alastor sighed. "That girl is too bloody stubborn. She should have never joined the Order."
Kingsley shrugged. "She's been alright so far." He said. "I'm sure she'll be alright this time. After all, she survived alone for a few days before the Order found her. She can survive this."
It had been cold for the last few days, and because the Order hadn't heard from Ted or Andromeda for two days, they were heading out to the house. With threats against the small family from Bellatrix Lestrange, they had gone into hiding, fearing what Andromeda's family could do.
From the looks of the house, Ted and Andromeda had right to fear. The door had been blasted open, every window smashed. The inside was just as bad, some of the furniture destroyed completely.
"Dragged them off, I'm almost certain." Kingsley said, but Alastor was already heading to the stairs. He reached the door of the nursery quickly, almost sure they would have killed or taken the baby too.
He had been curious why Ted and Andromeda decided to ask them to be godfathers of their daughter, but he had stopped caring after the first time he had held his goddaughter nearly a month before, when she was a few days old. They hadn't known Ted or Andromeda very well, but he figured it was for safety. If Bellatrix were to find Ted and Andromeda, their daughter might be safer with two Aurors.
If Ted and Andromeda were gone, who better to protect their daughter from Andromeda's family than two Aurors?
The room was completely untouched, and Alastor noticed it was cold in here as well. He approached the crib, and immediately pulled his cloak off when he realised Nymphadora was still there.
Ted and Andromeda were gone, probably dragged away, and the Death Eaters simply decided to leave the baby in a cold home- why? As soon as he began to wonder, he realised it was simple. It was a cold spring, the house was cold, no one would be around to care for Nymphadora.
The Death Eaters were simply going to let the baby starve or freeze to death. He wrapped the cloak around Nymphadora, lifting the baby gently. Her eyes opened, her hair turned dark and she let out a wail, clearly unhappy with being woken up so abruptly, or probably unhappy because she'd likely be hungry or need to be changed.
"Ah, trust me, you don't want to stay here." Alastor said, cradling her and heading back downstairs. "King, we'll head to St Mungo's, get the kid looked at. I don't know what to do-"
"Well, we can also contact Fabian and Gideon's sister, she has three kids now, right?" Kingsley said. "She can probably offer some kind of advice, but St Mungo's first, we don't know how long she's been here alone."