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Starry Eyed	By : Ledaswann Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 8476 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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Chapter contains: Violence, humiliation and pissing! Again I'd really appreciate any reviews. Don't worry, all will be explained with regards to Lily/Rose Level in a couple of chapters.

Anna managed to stutter out a 'S-sorry' through hiccoughs. Her head was a mess, she couldn't quite understand why she felt so guilty about what had just happened but she knew she must have somehow convinced Malfoy to do it to her. She didn't deserve this treatment.

She had no idea what to think any more. Her mind was a complete blur. She was more exhausted than she had ever been and was still in considerable pain from her flogging. She wanted her mother. Anna pictured her face in her mind and sobbed again. She hadn't seen her mother in years now and wasn't even certain that she was still alive but in this fragile state all Anna could think was that she needed her now to hold her and make her feel safe.

Malfoy was, again, tending to some equipment on the other side of the room. Anna's mind traveled to her best friends; Lara whose fate she could not know and Claire who she hoped was being treated better than she herself had been. As their faces floated through her mind she felt suddenly stronger, they had always looked to her for comfort or protection, especially when they were in the muggle camp. What would they think of her now, crying and begging to some perverted wizard? She felt sick at her own weakness and swallowed the lump in her throat. She was strong, she resolved that she would get out of this place, find Claire and leave the manor, as soon as possible.

Malfoy walked over to the table on which Anna lay, she was still now, breathing softly with her eyes closed. He studied the bruises and welts that decorated her pale skin and smiled. He magically released her arms and legs but she barely moved. She must be asleep thought Malfoy, as he moved between her spread-eagled legs again. He intended to use a stimulating charm on her pussy and to leave her there for a few hours, she would be exhausted and ready to submit to him by then, after the huge number of orgasms she would have had.

Anna felt her arms become free and then her legs but decided to keep still. As she sensed him moving between her legs again she gathered all of her remaining strength, tensed her right leg, lifted it as fast as she could and aimed a hard kick at his face.

Malfoy's nose exploded in pain and he stumbled back with a less than manly cry. Anna sat up with some difficulty and levering herself with the table used both of her legs to kick Malfoy on to his back. His wand had fallen from his hand and now lay at his side as both his hands were occupied with stemming the blood pouring from his nose.

Anna saw his wand lying next to him and grabbed her chance. She picked up the long, dark stick and pointed it at Malfoy who was still groaning on the floor. She took a couple of steps backwards. Malfoy took one hand away from his face and scrambled around for his wand, not finding it on the floor he looked up at Anna, blinked a couple of times and began to laugh mirthlessly.

'What exactly do you think you're going to do with that, Anna?'

She looked at him in the eye, and stuttered 'I-I’ll'

He laughed again and picked himself up from the floor. In truth Anna didn't know what she was going to do with the wand, she couldn't perform magic. He took a step towards her, one hand still pinching his bloody nose.

Anna stepped backwards.

'Anna, give me my wand, now.' his voice was icy. She felt herself panicking a bit, Malfoy took another step, his eyes burning into hers, he was not laughing now. Anna knew she would be punished again, and it would probably be the worst punishment yet. Her hands, wrapped around the wand began to tremble and upon noticing this Malfoy took another couple of strides.

Anna suddenly took the wand between her two hands and motioned as if she was going to break the thing in two.

'I'll SNAP IT!' she shrieked.

Malfoy stopped in his tracks. Anna's heart raced, maybe this was her chance. '

‘Take me back to the manor, and let me and Claire go, or else I'll snap your stupid fucking wand in half.'

Malfoy's eyes flashed with that familiar rage but then he smirked again.

'You think I can't just purchase another one, Anna?' Anna paused.

'What, do you think your frail muggle hands could really destroy a wizard's wand, MY WAND?'

Anna frowned and looked at the wand putting a little pressure on it, Malfoy took this second to lunge forward and push Anna to the floor violently. She flew backwards and smacked into one of the walls, her head cracking on the marble. Malfoy’s wand clattered to the floor as Anna was knocked unconscious.

When Anna awoke again she was still in the marble room, it was darker than before. She felt cold and held her hands over her chest. She could not see Malfoy anywhere. She rose to her feet and looked around the room. The torture devices were all back in their right places and looked sparklingly clean.

Anna wondered how long she had been passed out for. She felt groggy and sick. She touched the back of her head, which had a rather large bump on it. The welts on her skin had gone down, and the bruises were a deep purple and black. It must have been a few hours at least, Anna thought. She walked around the room, fairly confident that Malfoy was not present. She was thirsty, and her throat still hurt from the crying earlier.

She looked about for something to drink, coming upon a large silver jug and glass resting on the furthest table. She picked up the jug but it was empty. She sighed. He would be back soon, surely he couldn't leave her without water could he? She worried for a few minutes that he definitely could.

She decided to look for a way out, as there must be one. She felt along the walls and floor to find a crack or a hint of a secret door but found nothing. Her exhaustion caught up with her again and she decided to try to sleep atop the table she had been held down by earlier in the day. Or night? She couldn't be sure exactly what the time was any more.

She fell into another deep sleep in which she dreamt of Lara and Claire, their faces smiling at her, then twisted in terror and pain, they were crying out to her screaming her name pleading with her. Anna woke with a start and realised she had a pounding headache, probably from dehydration she reasoned. Her stomach grumbled unhappily as she sat up on the table. She knew it would not yield any results but she wandered over to the jug again and picked it up. 'please.' she croaked, and tipped the jug over the glass. Nothing came out. She hugged the jug to her chest, 'please, please, please' she cried. But nothing appeared in the jug. She placed it back down on the table.

'Malfoy' she moaned and paused.

'….Master' she said reluctantly.

Malfoy did not appear. Anna whined and held her head. 'ouuuch'. Her words seemed lost in dead space, she felt as if the room was huge and the darkness in it, although not frightening, threatened to engulf her.

The chain Malfoy had placed around her neck seemed to weigh more than it had done before. Anna knew the best option was to try to sleep again. If this was how he was going to punish her then she would need to conserve what little energy she had left. After an hour of trying she eventually fell into another restless slumber. Her dreams were even more upsetting this time. The pointy-featured man, Romulus, was chasing her through her primary school, his expression always twisted into that sadistic desire. She would try to hide from him in classrooms, in cupboards and under tables but he would always find her, smiling as he advanced on her his wand at the ready.

Anna again awoke with a shout and realised she had been crying in her sleep, her tears streaked down her face. Anna tried to sit up on the table and felt her head spin. Her head was less painful now and she was surprised to find herself not hungry any more. It dawned on her that she had not attended to nature since arriving in this prison, which she thought must have been a couple of days by now. As if her body suddenly caught up with her brain she suddenly desperately needed to go.

She looked around for somewhere to go and caught sight of the jug. She took the jug down from the table and knelt over it sighing with relief as she released her bladder. Anna was just about done when she heard a loud crack come from the centre of the room. Malfoy appeared in front of her with a disgusted look on his face.

Anna would have turned an incredible shade of beetroot had she not been so weak. She pushed the jug behind herself and sat with her knees up to her chest. She could not look him in the face.

He walked towards her and she tensed her body, eyes down at the floor. He leaned over her and glanced into the jug.

'Charming.' he drawled. Anna winced.

Malfoy removed his cloak and conjured the throne-like chair he had sat in before. He was sitting opposite Anna in a decadently relaxed position, playing with his wand between his fingers. Anna glanced briefly up at him but quickly brought her gaze back down to the floor.

'How are you feeling today Anna?' he asked.

The question echoed off the walls, as if the room was more real, more three dimensional when he occupied it. She tried to look at him again but she couldn't, her eyes couldn't focus on his form. She felt sick.

'I asked you a question Anna.' he said in a silky tone. She blinked a few times trying to stop her eyes blurring. She opened her mouth to speak, but she found her voice would not come; a dry, crackling sound came out.

She tried to clear her throat, and prompted a hacking cough. Malfoy smirked.

'Not well?' He pointed his wand at his hand and a tall glass of water appeared as before. Anna gasped and moved forward onto her hands and knees. She crawled pathetically towards Malfoy and positioned herself between his legs again.

'Would you like a drink?' he purred. Anna nodded and managed to croak out 'Master'. He held the glass of water to his own lips and drank it down slowly, Anna watched breathing heavily. Malfoy raised his wand again and murmured 'Accio' at the silver jug containing Anna's piss. It floated towards him and held in mid air between Malfoy and Anna. She frowned. Surely he wouldn't?

He held out the glass and the jug tipped a glassful of the yellow liquid out.

'Come' he said. Anna looked up at him sadly.

'Please' she whispered so quietly it was barely a word.

'This jug is for drinking from, Anna. As you so kindly filled it for me, it's only right that you should have a drink from it.' She felt a wave of nausea building in her stomach.

'If you drink every last drop like a good girl I will take you back to the manor.' he said.

She gritted her teeth. If this meant she could escape sooner then she would have to do it. She lifted her chin to the glass. Malfoy brought it to her lips, she winced as she smelled her piss in the glass. She opened her lips a little and let the liquid into her mouth. It tasted salty and rather unpleasant.

She pulled backwards and put her hands up to her lips to prevent anything leaking out as the first retch came upon her. She managed to swallow the first mouthful and brought her lips up to the glass again. She didn't pull away this time and gulped down a few more small mouthfuls. She managed to control her retching stomach long enough to finish the entire glass. She breathed hard through her teeth and looked up to Malfoy again.

'Still thirsty Anna?' he said, looking at her with that restrained desire again. She nodded. He filled the glass again and held it to her lips, she gulped again, feeling the lukewarm liquid flowing down her dry, ravaged throat. As she became accustomed to the unpleasant taste she began to enjoy the feeling of the liquid soothing her sore throat.

She quickly finished the second glass and held back the urge to vomit onto his, beautiful and inevitably expensive, shoes. She lifted her face to him a third time. He smirked at her and poured out what was left in the jug.

'What do you say, Anna?' She blinked and then croaked out; 'Please, Master.' he chuckled as she began to gulp down the third glass of piss.

'You're disgusting, you dirty little mudblood' he said calmly. 'You'll do anything to survive won't you? Not a shred of dignity. You're drinking your own piss. How repulsive'.

Anna heard his remarks and knew it was true but she did not let herself become angered by them. She wasn't even sure if she could be angry any more. She finished the glass and held her tongue out for Malfoy to pour the last drips from the glass into her mouth.

'good girl' he purred at her.
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