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Hello Gorgeous	By : Khaleesi-Of-Dragons Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 11511 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Screams echoed loudly in the dungeon, bouncing off stone walls and back to the source, amplifying as another cut adorns pale flesh. They had been at it for hours, forcing scream after scream from her sore throat; torturing the woman in any way they could remember, but she still refused to tell them anything of use. She had endured this sort of thing before during the first wizarding war, and this was no different. Their methods remained the same and she just had to close her eyes and imagine herself far away from here. Still, it was getting hard to breathe between screams and she could taste blood.
"Tell us what we want to know and this will stop," Lucius drawls, not even breathing hard. "You're a Pureblood and a good spy, the Dark Lord could use your talents."
"No," she ground out, her entire body shaking in excruciating pain. Betraying the rebel side would mean betraying her little sister, and she couldn't do that while Harry Potter, while hope, was still alive and fighting. There was a sound of shuffling feet outside the door and Lucius is called away before he could start again. Avril takes the opportunity to relax as well as she could, letting out a sharp gasp of pain when a booted foot delivers a blow to her side. It wasn't hard enough to break anything, but it was enough to drive the air out of her lungs. She glances up, expecting to see Lucius or one of the other Death Eaters, but it was a Snatcher standing over her. His dark brown hair was tangled and falling out of a ponytail, his was slim yet strong, and dressed in mismatched clothing, and he had a streak of dark red in his hair.
"Hello, lovely," Scabior greets with a malicious grin. "So, how'd you get yourself caught by this bunch?"
"For starters, they didn't want to hump like bunnies when they took me down." Scabior rolls his eyes, pulling out his wand and pointing it down at me. "Don't tell me you're still upset over-" A scream is ripped from her throat as the Cruciatus Curse hits her hard, making her body writhe on the cold floor, muscles tightening and her body beginning to convulse the longer Scabior holds it. She couldn't think, she couldn't breathe, she could only feel the excruciating pain shooting through every nerve ending. When he finally let it up, she was a sobbing mess, her body twitching in places as the pain starts to ebb.
"Yeah, just a little upset, Avril." She had no witty remark this time, she could barely focus on anything as she tried to regain her breath. She's felt the unforgivable curse before when she and Barty were practicing it their seventh year, but it hadn't lasted nearly as long as Scabior's, and it wasn't anywhere near as painful. She never noticed Scabior moving until he was forcing her onto her back and pressing his wand under her chin. "Ya know, if you'd just turned yourself in, you wouldn't be in this mess."
"Yes I would." Her voice was hoarse from the hours of screaming, but he could still understand her. "But at least I never betrayed my beliefs." Scabior scoffs, grabbing the front of her bloody top and hauling her to her feet. "Your mother's disappointed in you, Scabior." He slams her up against a wall, obviously taking perverse pleasure in the pained grunt he receives. Avril's eyes close briefly, trying to push the constant pain to the back of her mind and only partly succeeding. "You father-"
"My father's been dead a long time, so don't you dare talk about 'im!"
"He was killed by Fenrir, the werewolf that you've been following around like an obedient dog!" He backhands her, his anger clouding his control and the Kudo ring on his finger opening up a cut on her face. "Is that what you do now? Hurt people when they tell you the truth because you're too guilt-ridden to face it?"
"You know what the Dark Lord's gonna do to you? 'E's gonna break you, then put you under the Imperious Curse, and then send you out to spy for 'im. You'll be forced to kill your little sister if you get near her, 'e'll make you do it with your bare hands. You won't be the same person, so I suggest you stop with the remarks."
"He won't get the chance," Avril snarls, jerking her knee up into his groin and making him double over. Hurting like hell, Avril runs as well as she can over to the far wall where a window was, jumping desperately to reach it only to have Scabior tackle her to the ground. No! She struggles violently against him, but Scabior is stronger than she is, and easily holds her down. "Let me go!"
"Listen to me!" Tears of frustration leak out and make her wounds sting as her body begins to weaken further. She's been down here for two days, without food or water, and with someone torturing her almost constantly. Every now and again, she'd pass out from the pain, but she was always brought back before she had a chance to rest. "I'm not gonna let them do this to ya."
"What?" She goes completely still, staring up at the man she's known most of her life in confusion. He looked as frustrated as she felt as he sat on her stomach, running a hand over his face as though to wipe the Snatcher facade away.
"Believe it or not, I am a human being, Avril, and I did love you at one point." His shoulders slump a little and he tucks his wand inside his coat as he rolls off of her and lays on the ground beside her. "I don't love you anymore, you don't love me anymore, but that doesn't mean I like the thought of you bein' tortured like this."
"You were going to turn me in to the Ministry, this would have happened anyway..."
"No, I was goin' to turn you over to your cousin. Tonks would've kept you safe and I would've said that I never found you." Avril's head was spinning and her thoughts were running a mile a minute as she thought about what he said. She shakes her head, unable to come up with something to say that would fill the silence. "Part of the Order's waitin' for you in that hedge maze that Malfoy's so proud of."
"What will you tell the others?"
"You got your hands on a wand and stunned me before making a run for it. You can apparate from the center of the maze, that's how the Dark Lord makes his grand entrances when 'e stops by."
"Why are you doing this, Scabior?" He shrugs, pulling out Avril's wand and handing it to her. "You're going to get tortured if you let me do this."
"I s'pose I could do with a little encouragement." Gingerly, Avril gets to her knees and presses a chaste kiss on Scabior's lips, both of them closing their eyes to savor the last bit of contact they might have for a while. Despite what Scabior said, Avril did still love him in her own twisted way. He was manipulated into helping Voldemort during the first war, and he was doing this now because the Death Eaters broke him out of Azkaban, so he didn't really have much of a choice. "Goodbye, lovely." Avril stands and points her wand at the Snatcher, muttering the stunning spell before using his unconscious body as a step stool in order to climb out the window. She meets Remus and Kingsley Shacklebolt in the maze like Scabior had said, Avril stowing her wand away in the waistband of her jeans before grasping the arms of the men on either side of her.
As the alarm sounded and people began to scream that a prisoner was missing, Avril felt pressure on all sides as she and the other two disapparated from Malfoy manor.
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