WARNING: ABSOLUTE COMPLETE AND UTTER SMUT IN THIS CHAPTER xoxo


Chapter 5 - Consequences

Before I could even take in my surroundings, or process what was happening; I was roughly slammed into a wall. A hand wrapped around my throat.

I coughed at the impact of his hand around my neck, letting out a small yelp at the pain that shot through my back.

I quickly scoped around the room, it was large, with tall walls, gorgeous tapestry - this must be Malfoy Manor that Draco has told me about before. I didn't think that THIS would have been how my first experience here would go.

My eyes returned back to those of my captor. Lucius Malfoy.

'We have some unfinished business... You and I.' His voice dripping with venom. His hand tightened around my neck, making my vision go cloudy and making it near enough impossible to breathe. I clawed at his hand, to no avail, as I gasped for air.

Lucius then threw me across the room, causing me to land on my side. I grunted at the impact, the pain now shooting from my hip up to my side from the rough contact with the cold, stone flooring.

Before I could move, Lucius took two long strides over to me, kneeling down as he grabbed my wrists, forcing me onto my back. He pinned my hands beside my head and straddled my already aching hips.

Oh how the tables have turned...

'Draco told me all about you. He never shuts up raving about the new girl who transferred from Beauxbatons. A beautiful, intelligent girl...'

Draco said that bout me... How CUTE!

Focus, Cleo. Focus.

'... then, when he eventually spoke of your name, the feeling of rage, anger, and also triumph at discovering your whereabouts, brewed in the pit of my stomach. For days I spent searching for you, to take my revenge after you tried to kill me and left me for DEAD...' His anger rose with each word he spoke.

'I did not mention to Draco about our little... Interaction, per se.'

I let out a mental sigh at that part.

Lucius bent down so that his mouth was right next to my ear.

'You thought that you were smart, little girl... But you cannot outsmart me.' His voice was just a hushed whisper.

'I must admit, your little trick was admirable.' He continued to whisper. Sending chills from my ear down my spine.

I began to squirm under him, which made Lucius force his body weight onto me more, causing me to let out a deep exhale as he forced the air out of my body with his own. Winding me.

'With what power I had left, I apparated here. Summoned my house elf to distribute an antidote to your poison immediately. Nobody has ever come that close to killing me before... Miss Rivera...' His tone was sadistic.

He placed a gentle kiss on my ear lobe, which caused me to squirm even more. Trying to move my wrists from his grip, unsuccessfully.

The kiss on my ear then turned to a trail of kisses being made down my neck. I tried to turn my head towards the kisses to stop him from getting access to continue. But, he removed one of his hands from my wrist, brought it up to my chin and yanked my head to face the opposite direction so that he could continue his attack on my neck.

'Please...' I whispered out.

I could feel him smirk against my skin.

'I like it when you beg.' He growled, the vibration sending tingles through my body. As if my body wanted to betray my mind, my hips ever so slightly thrusted upwards.

Damn it, Cleo. What the fuck is wrong with you!?

'Ooohh... She wants to play.' Lucius lightly nipped at the base of my neck. Causing an involuntary moan to escape my lips. I didn't want to enjoy it... but I was.

With no time to react, Lucius stopped his devouring of my neck and immediately stood, dragging me up with him. He pulled me to him so hard that my body jolted on the impact. One hand wrapped around my neck, and the other roughly gripping my hip, he crashed his lips to mine in a heavy kiss. Spinning us both around so that he could push me into the wall, deepening the kiss. He lifted my leg up and wrapped it around his waist, causing me to only have the wall to support my back and his body to support my front.

He reached around and grabbed my ass as he deepened the kiss. His teeth biting my bottom lip, then soothing the sting by running his tongue along the wound. Then his tongue slithered into my mouth, I responded with a moan, which made his grip on my ass tighten, causing him to moan in response as our tongues danced in circles around each other.

I didn't have much attention growing up, which caused me to be a bit outlandish. But never in my wildest dreams did I think I would be lusting after the enemy. The enemy that I tried to kill and failed.

Lucius was thrusting himself against me, but it wasn't enough. The clothing was a huge barrier between what our bodies needed in that moment.

Lucius then span me around without warning, my cheek rubbing against the wall. Convincing myself that surely my cheek will be scratched to pieces. But the adrenaline had completely taken over now.

He had one hand around my neck, with only a slight bit of pressure, enough to make me moan.

'Mmmm I like that noise.' Lucius replied in a husky voice.

With his other hand, he lifted my skirt, and spanked my ass. Grabbing it between spanks. This caused me to moan over and over again.

His fingers then traced up to my red laced underwear, curling a finger around it, and with one swift movement, causing the material to snap and fall to the floor. Leaving me bear assed.

Lucius licked his lips as he ran a finger over my folds.

'Already so wet for me.'

My eyes rolled back in complete lust.

He gently began to rub my clit, making my hips move in rhythm, wanting more. In response, Lucius inserted two fingers inside my soaking wet pussy. He groaned as well. His fingers sliding in and out, the pace quickening, he brought the hand that was around my neck down to play with my clit as he finger fucked me. Within just a few minutes I felt my climax build up.

'Come on my fingers.' That demand alone made me crumble, my legs shaking as my pussy tightened and released onto his fingers. I cried out in pleasure at how hard I came.

Lucius then span me around, forcing his fingers down my throat.

'Taste the affect I have on you.' His eyes were so heavy with lust.

I sucked on his fingers, making his eyes roll and his prominent erection bounce.

He then threw me over a desk that was nearby, throwing all of his paper work on the floor.

He's about to fuck me on his work desk.

The thought made me hot all over again. I heard him unbuckle his trousers and I looked over my shoulder. My jaw dropping at just how huge he is.

He grabbed my hair with one hand, keeping me bent over his desk. And used his other hand to lift my leg so that my knee rested on the table.

He placed his tip at my entrance, teasing me, soaking his dick in my juices before ploughing into me. I screamed out in pleasure. He was so deep inside of me, I climaxed straight away, and again, and again as he fucked me roughly. My breasts rubbing against the table as he pounded into my over and over again. Grunting with each thrust. His grip on my hair so tight that the pain sent another wave of pleasure rushing through my body.

He pulled me up by my hair so that my head was up, and my chest raised off the table. His other hand moved from my leg to the front of my blouse. He ripped it open as he continued to thrust, my bra following as he fondled my breast. Pinching and squeezing my nipple.

He pulled out of me briefly to move me so that my back was against the table. He began to kiss me deeply, his kisses moving down my chin, to my neck, then to my breasts. His mouth sucking and his lips lapping at each nipple. His hands cupping my tits. I couldn't help but touch myself at the sight.

This turned Lucius on even more. He pushed me down so that I was lying on the desk. He walked around me so that his dick was right by my mouth. I titled my head further back over the edge of the desk and took his dick into my mouth. Delicately kissing and licking the tip before taking his length into my mouth. Gagging at the girth. He thrusted hard, fucking the back of my throat as he grabbed my legs, lifting my pelvis into the air, putting us into a 69 position as he lowered his mouth to my pussy. He licked my clit which caused me to moan around his dick.

'Careful witch, or you'll make me cum' He hissed.

Without any mercy, he began licking my pussy as I sucked his dick. His tongue slipping in and out of my hole as my head bobbed up and down faster on his pulsing member. He then inserted his fingers inside of my pussy as he devoured my clit. My eyes rolled back into my head as I let out a groan with his dick still in my mouth as I reached yet another climax.

Lucius lapped up my juices, removed his dick from my mouth and walked around to position himself at my entrance again. He placed his hands on both of my tits as he rammed into me. Fucking me so hard that the desk moved. I tried to remain eye contact with him but I had to close them as I felt another climax starting to form.

Harder and harder, deeper and deeper, the sound of our bodies smacking together and our moans were enough to let the whole castle know we were having the best sex imaginable.

His grunts got louder signifying he was close, with one final thrust he released his load inside of me, as my walls clamped around his dick as I rode out my final climax with him.

His dick still buried inside of me, cum dripping down my legs, he bent down and rested his head against mine. Breathing heavily. My whole body covered in sweat as I panted. He stood back, his now limp dick evacuating my pussy. He tucked himself back into his trousers, and buckled his belt. His longe blonde hair still perfect, whilst mine was a messy shambled.

He took in one final glance at my naked body with hungry eyes, pleased with the sight of his cum covering my thighs, then quickly waved his wand, causing my (what was once ripped) clothing to fuse back together, the clothing magically returning to my body, and my hair back to how it was before. Like we hadn't just been fucking like animals.

'I must say, Miss Rivera... I'm impressed.' The corner of his mouth turned up into a smirk.

What the fuck have I done... I thought to myself.


After a few minutes had passed. Lucius cleared his throat.

'Now, the main reason that I wanted you here-' Lucius began talking in a casual tone

What!? What the actual fuck? He snatched me away, basically kidnapped me, fucked me into oblivion, and there was an ulterior motive all along!?

'-is because I have a proposition.'

'And what might that be?' I replied calmly. Speaking my first proper sentence since being here.

'I had a... private... conversation with the Dark Lord.'

My heart sank. Not wanting to know the rest of this conversation. Or his proposition.

'With the knowledge that your father holds, and the strength and resilience you have proven to have. We want you to join us.'

I wanted to laugh. I wanted to cry. I wanted to run away and erase all memory of today. I wanted the floor to just swallow me whole.

'You can't be serious?' My voice quivering.

'Oh but you see, Miss Rivera... I am.' Lucius said flatly.

He walked towards me and placed a hand on my cheek. My skin burning at his touch.

'You will be of great use to us, Cleopatra.' My name sounding so beautiful coming from that silky voice of his.

I pushed his hand away from me and stepped back. His eyes flashed dangerously at the rejection.

I stood tall and lifted my chin in confidence. 'The sex was good and all, Mr Malfoy. But I am not dirtying myself by joining filth like you. I never have wanted to be a Death Eater, I don't want to be a Death Eater, and I never will be a Death Eater. So shove your "proposition" up your arse.' I stated boldly.

I go to brush past him but he grabs me by my upper arm. I refuse to turn to look at him.

'That is where you are wrong, Miss Rivera. You don't have a choice. And... I wasn't asking.' His tone was cold and threatening. He released his grip on me and rolled up his sleeve of his left arm, revealing that revolting Dark Mark. A symbol associated with the death of so many innocent people. I wanted to throw up. He withdrew his wand from a hidden pocket, touching the tip of it to the tattoo, closing his eyes as he did so.

'No...' I all but whispered as he summoned his Master.

I tried to run, but he was always too fast, grabbing hold of both my arms, pulling me back to his chest, restraining me.

'NO! YOU CAN'T DO THIS!' I yelled. Kicking and screaming in his restraint.

'I already have.' Lucius chuckled as a cloud of smoke appeared before me. And there he stood. The Devil himself. Lord Voldemort.

His depressing long robes swishing around him, his red eyes resembling those of a snake's, piercing into my soul.

His disgusting mouth turning up into an evil grin.

'Lucius...' His voice was a sickly velvety tone. One that held great authority. His whole demeanour screamed powerful. Never did I think I would find myself stood in front of The Dark Lord himself, let alone about to be sacrificed to become one of his pathetic followers.

'And who do we have here?'

'My Lord.' Lucius bowed his head. Loser.

'This is the girl I spoke of. Cleopatra Rivera.' This once commanding, threatening man now sounding like the biggest pussy walking this planet in the presence of his "Master". Almost comical.

'Ah yes. I've heard great things about you, Cleopatra Rivera. All of this research your father has done will be of great use to me. Lucius has informed me of your altercation the first night you both met. I must say, Cleopatra, I was intrigued, to say the least.' He began to circle me.

I swallowed hard, trying not to show the absolute fear that was most probably already apparent on my face anyway.

'Hold out her arm, Lucius.' Voldemort hissed. Lucius obeyed immediately, forcing my left arm to be palm up. Exposing the bare skin.

'Please... I don't want to, you can't make me.' I shook my head in denial. Voldemort brought his hand up, and, using the back of his hand, brought his arm down and landed a painful slap upon my cheek. My head shot to the side on impact, the stinging causing my eyes to water as I yelped out in pain. Lucius still holding me against his chest, my other arm still remained restrained behind me.

'How dare you tell me no.' His voice was low and dangerous.

Without even giving me a second's warning, Voldemort's long, boney fingers withdrew his wand from his sleeve, digging the tip of it onto my forearm. The last time it will ever be bare again. I screamed as I felt the unbearable pain, I looked down as I watched the mark slowly form onto my arm. I couldn't hold back the tears from falling down my face.

I have now become my own worst enemy. I am now one of the people I have spent my whole life fighting. I am no better than those that have taken innocent lives. For now, I am a Death Eater.

Voldemort removed his wand, a sadistic grin plastered on his face.

'From now on, Rivera, if ever you say no to me. You die. You disobey me. You die. You withhold information from me. You die. I own you now. Prove yourself to me. Or your life will be a very short-lived one.' He was serious. Deadly serious. It wasn't a threat, it was a promise. Of course it was, he is The Dark Lord.

If only I knew way back when I visited London with my father that turning down that alleyway would change my life forever, for the absolute worst, I would have stayed in that hotel room. Hindsight is a wonderful thing. Now I must face the consequences of my own actions.

In an instant, and without a response, Voldemort vanished. Leaving behind a cloud of smoke in his place.

Lucius let go of me and I sank down onto the floor, my whole body shaking as tears streamed endlessly down my face. My whole life has just been turned upside down.

Lucius went to put a hand on my shoulder, I flinched at the contact, stood up, balled my hand into a fist, swinging my arm back before throwing it forward with all my might, landing an almighty punch on Lucius' face.

He stumbled back clutching at his nose, yelling out in pain.

'YOU MONSTER. YOU DID THIS!' I screamed.

Lucius used the back of his hand to rub the blood from his face as he stared at me.

He didn't respond to me lashing out, surprisingly.

'I'll take you back to Hogwarts, and give you time to calm down. When you come to terms with what has happened, then perhaps we can have an encounter where you don't try and break my nose.' Lucius said calmly.

'You bastard.' I spat as he grabbed my arm and apparated me back to Hogwarts without another word.


There I appeared, at the entrance. Alone. Again, I sank to my knees and sobbed. The clouds above me turning grey, rain began to pour down, soaking me wet through. But I did not care. Too much was happening. I couldn't make sense of any of it. I just wanted this rain to drown me.

A black figure approached me, his shadow causing me to pause my sobs and look up.

'Miss Rivera, why are you out past curf- Miss Rivera?' Upon noticing my bloody cheek from the good ole smack Voldemort gave me, and my bloody knuckles from the good ole smack I gave Lucius, that and the tears that refused to stop falling - Snape's tone softened. His eyes narrowed with concern. He knelt down beside me. Showing a caring nature I never knew were possible for him to have.

'Let us get you inside.' He went to place a hand on my shoulder but I flinched away. Snape's look going from mild concern to complete worry.

'Please...' I begged 'Just leave me here, please.' my voice breaking between sobs.

Before I could register what happened, Snape had scooped me up into his arms and began walking with me cradled to his chest in silence. I took this moment to give in, I was exhausted, mentally and physically drained. I buried my head into his shoulder and began to sob as hard as I even knew to be possible. Between sobs the scent of him filled my nostrils, easing me slightly. His nature calming me.

He carried me to a room that I didn't know about, he used his foot to kick the door open. Upon entering, he warded the door shut and placed me down on a large, black velvet couch. I looked around and took in my surroundings. All black decor, simply decorated, books everywhere. This must be his living quarters...

I pulled my knees up to my chest uncomfortably. My breathing hitching from the force of my previous sobs that have now simmered.

Snape sat in an armchair across from me.

'Use this time to calm down, when you have calmed you may return to your common room. Assuming you didn't want anyone else seeing you like this, this is the only safe area I thought I could bring you to. If you are uncomfortable, please feel free to leave. You are not here against your will if you do not want it. But I would like to know what happened tonight...' His voice was soft. Gentle. So very unlike Snape. His eyes were full of concern. He was respectful, and I appreciated that.

I shook my head insinuating that I don't want to talk. But remained seated to insinuate that I am comfortable staying until I have calmed.

Snape nodded and got up. He left the room and not long after, returned with a mug, steam coming from the top to show it was a freshly made hot drink.

'To calm you.' He said as he placed it on the coffee table in front of me.

I picked it up without hesitation. I trusted him. Which is surprising after everything that had happened tonight. You'd think I wouldn't trust anyone ever again. But with Snape, it was different. Everything about him was just different. How he tried to protect me from Lucius earlier, to always showing concern to my behavioural problems. Draco was right about Snape. He would never put me in harms way, and I understand now why Dumbeldore trusts him so much.

I took a deep breath, breathing in the aromas of the drink, it calmed me. I took a sip and sat back, resting my head against the back of the couch. I let out a big sigh as I felt the contents of the hot liquid run down my throat, soothing me. My stress, worries and anxieties suddenly vanishing. He must have put a calming potion in here.

'Thank you.' I said hoarsely. My throat sore from the screaming and the crying.

Snape nodded again in response.

'You do not have to tell me now, Miss Rivera. But when you are ready, I will listen. But if you are in danger, you must tell me.' His voice was so soft. I closed my eyes, it could so easily make me drift off into a peaceful sleep. I opened them slowly and looked at Snape.

'I'm fine Professor. Thank you. Truly.' I smiled softly. I placed the mug down and stood. I wanted to run into his arms and thank him. Have him hold me forever in my new found safe space of his strong arms, where I know I would never get hurt again.

But he can't know of what happened. He may find out eventually, as we are both the same now. But it's a problem to face in the future, not right now. Right now, I just need to let this potion do what it needs to do and rest.

I bid Snape farewell and left, heading straight to the Slytherin dormitories. Thankfully everyone was in bed. Especially Draco. I don't know how I will face him after me fucking his father, let alone becoming a Death Eater.

I quickly cleaned my face in the bathroom, and washed my body of the days activity. Scrubbing every inch of me as tears welled up into my eyes again, threatening to fall.

Once I was all cleaned up, I put my nightwear on, threw my hair up into a messy bun and quietly snuck into my bed, closed the curtains on my four poster, pulled the duvet up over my head and sobbed quietly, so to not wake the other girls. I cried myself to sleep, not ready for what the days ahead will bring me.

I have well and truly fucked up.


Bit of a strong one this one was but I hoped you all managed to stomach it! I told you it would be a rollercoaster, hehe xoxo