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The Dove; Distressed	By : lexiatel Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 6194 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Two weeks passed before she was allowed out of her room since she had yet to even try to attack anyone. Dove had asked about Scorpius everyday. She was told that Papa went in his room three times a day to ask him how to break the curse. Scorpius wouldn't say anything besides disgusting words though, and Papa would exit soon after.

Dove hadn't received any orders either. She would have thought Scorpius would have invaded her head by now, but it had been peaceful since her arrival. For that, she was thankful.

Her family still kept her wand from her, but she was told if she needed anything, that anyone would be willing to help her. This irritated her the most. She couldn't blame them, but even when she was a prisoner at the Manor, she had been allowed her wand.

Maybe it was for the best. If Scorpius decided to use her as a weapon, her family would be able to defend themselves if she was wandless.

Still, she was a witch, and she felt absoluetely naked without her wand.

The morning of her release, she paused at the door of his room. Albus stood next to it, seemingly, his turn to gaurd the door for an escape.

"I... don't suppose you'll let me go in there?" She asked.

"Nope." He simply answered.

Dove put her ear to the door, listening for him. She heard nothing. "Does he have a bed to sleep on?"

Albus sighed. "He's lucky to be even getting three meals a day, Dove."

Dove frowned. "He's chained, isn't he?"

"Dove... I am not going in get into this with you. If you have an issue about it, talk with Dad."

"Has he... made any requests?" She asked warily.

"We are not acknowledging his requests. He is a prisoner."

"If he is asking for me I really need to know."

"Will you just go out and enjoy your freedom?" He demanded. "You love the beach! It's warm enough to kick off your shoes, take a walk, and pretend the world is war free like you always dream about."

Dove's eyes welled up with tears. "I don't think I'll ever be able to pleasently dream again, Alby!"

Her brother took her into his arms. "I'm sorry, Dove. I didn't mean to sound be an ass." He said tenderly. "Forgive me for my shortness. Sometimes it's just impossible to understand you."

"I should see him though..." She didn't want to. She really didn't. But if he wanted something from her...

"Dad says no." Albus stated firmly. "The only one allowed in there is him."

Dove gave the door one last look, before turning away. If Scorpius had wanted her, he would have spoken into her mind like he had done a few times before. She didn't know what he was up to, why he was willing to be a prisonor, or why he hadn't tormented her, but she decided to take Albus' advice to go outside and enjoy herself. It had indeed been forever since she had a bit of freedom.

The air was warm, the sand just as warm and moist. The smell of the sea comforting to her. Three other brick houses accompaning the one she was living in. These were where some of her relatives were staying in. They were sticking around to help Papa with Scorpius and her.

She saw Albus' wife, Theresa and their son, Edward, out building a sandcastle and joined them.

"Auntie Dove!" The six year old stood up from his work to hug her.

"Hi, Edward." She smiled, patting his back. "Want some help?"

"Yeah!" Edward shoved a sandpail into her hands. "Build the torrents!"

Dove laughed. "Okay."

"Hi." Theresa greeted quietly. Most anyone addressed Dove cautiously anymore. Dove wasn't sure if it was because of her situation with Scorpius, or if they were scared that she was going to hurt them.

Dove kept her distance from the six year old, just in case. She didn't want to upset Theresa. She was almost sure Scorpius wouldn't have her attack anyone has long as she obeyed him. That's what he had said anyway. She hoped he meant it.

Nonetheless, Dove noticed Theresa kept her wand equipped in her hand at all times.

Feeling uncomfortable, Dove excused herself shortly. Before she was forced into marrying Scorpius, she had been one of the favorites in her family. Now everyone was living in fear that she would hurt them.

Dove, herself, was living in fear, and she wasn't sure if she would ever be at peace again.

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A month went by and she started showing signs of sickness. Dove couldn't keep anything down, and whatever did make it to her stomach came out the other end all too quickly. She spent more time near the toilet than any where else.

"Is it the curse?" Papa asked, from the doorway.

Dove forced a laugh. "Yeah..." she heaved into the porcelain bowl. "But not the one you're thinking." She said weakly.

Papa nodded slowly. "The baby..." he ran his hand through his hair. "I keep forgetting..."

How can anyone forget? Both Potter daughters were carrying rape babies. Dove threw up at the that thought.

Lily...

She was still at St. Mungos. Dove would go see her soon... she just needed to get over this blasted morning sickness.

"He knows you're sick..."

"And that's why you came here." Dove smiled. "To check on me. Is he experiencing the same affects?"

"No." Papa answered bitterly. "Of course not."

"Hardly seems fair..." Dove slowly got up, holding her aching stomach. "He puts the child inside me, and I get to deal with all this crap. Hell, I don't even get to name him."

Papa helped her clean up. "Who says you can't name you're child what you want?"

"Scorpius made it clear on the name of his son." She told him.

"And there's not a thing he can do to stop it if you were to not do what he wants. He's in captivity now."

"Papa..." Dove said slowly. "I am not about to go against him on this. If he gets free-" she said if because the elder members of her family refused to believe he could escape. "And finds out his son is not called what he had ordered, he will punish me."

"He won't hurt you anymore." Papa said firmly.

"Great. But I won't take the chance. I said I would listen. Promised even. I don't break promises."

Papa nodded. "It's just a name anyway, right? We can always nickname the kid."

Dove didn't have a chance to reply, she hurried to the toilet to puke. She crossed her eyes from pain and annoyance.

It figures Scorpius' child would torture her just like its father had done.
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