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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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Scorpius woke up screaming from a searing pain. His eyes scanned the room, but the burning sensation was so severe that his mind didn't register what was going on around him. It felt like his body was engolfed in flames.

It took several minutes (although it felt like hours to him) before the pain instantly ceased as if nothing had happened. His heartrate raced like he had just ran a marathon. He was breathing heavy with weakness and dripping with sweat.

His squinting eyes searched for his attacker, but he saw no one. He was alone in the room. He knew what that spell was and knew if he wasn't being attacked, Dove was.

"Pot-" he coughed, his throat dry and scratchy from the constant screaming. Fuck. He swallowed to moisten his mouth and coughed again.

Using the bottom of his foot, he thumped the wall he was chained to, barely managing any noise at all. He was so weak and tired. Not all of it from the crutious cruse either. He had been like this for several weeks, forced to stand. His feet were blistered and his knees were in excruciating pain from being locked in place.

He couldn't communicate with Dove either. Whatever spell the Aunt put on the room prevented him from being able to invade her mind. At least until the voice in her own head switched back on. And since he didn't have his wand, he couldn't see what she was doing. Be that as it may, the curse was still active, which meant if he was attacked, she would be, and visa versa.

His Dove was being attacked.

"Potter!" He managed to croak. He knew someone was out there, standing by his door. No one came through.

Fuckers.

With difficulty, Scorpius looked at his blood crusted wrists, eyebrows creasing in confusion, noticing the rope binding instead of the chain ones that Harry Potter had manually used to keep him bound. Scorpius could break out of these ropes. Normally anyway. If he wasn't so weak and tired. He tugged on them with a groan. He didn't mind pain, it made him think better. Pleasured him even, in an odd round about way. But the feeling of fatigueness irritated him. He hated the idea of being weak. He was not weak.

Glaring up at the ropes with determination, he muttered spells to himself, trying to break the bindings with wandless magic. None of that worked. Scorpius guessed it may have been because it was inflicted by the curse. He'd have to wait until the bindings were lifted from Dove.

Who would attack her anyway? And why wasn't she being watched? Fuckers can't do anything right! He always had to be the one to protect her from assholes. He deserved her. He worked hard for her. She owed him.

An hour later, his arms fell to his side and he fell forward, landing onto his face, his arms too weak to support himself. "Fuck..." he sputtered, his nose throbbing with a sharp pain from the impact. He was royally screwed up.

With major difficulty, he crept slowly to the door on his stomach. It took him thirty minutes to do that, and by the time he reached it, he was ready to pass out from exhaustion.

He lifted his arm up to pound on the door and it immediately fell back to the ground. He couldn't stay awake no longer.

The door bashed into his head as Harry entered, waking him up a second time in pain that day. "Fuck!" Scorpius bellowed.

"How the hell?" Harry gasped. "James, get in here!"

"Wat-ter." Scorpius requested through a cough, still on the ground, unable to even sit up. He rubbed the aching spot on the back of his head. "Shit."

"How'd he get free?!" James demanded, conjuring up chains next to Scorpius' head.

"I... don't know..." Harry was dumbfounded. "His bindings weren't magic."

"Dove." Scorpius muttered.

"Dove let you free?" Harry asked. "How?" He glared at James.

"I never left the door!" James instantly defended himself.

"Damn...it. Water!" Scorpius spat. These Potters had no fucking brains. Where was Lily when she was truly needed, or Mrs. Weasley?

"Aquamenti!" James sent a high pressured stream of water into Scorpius' face, soaking him instantly.

Scorpius held his breath, waiting for James' fun to cease. He did take the advantage in wetting his mouth though.

"Stop that, James, you'll drown him." Harry ordered.

"Where the fuck... is my wife?" Scorpius asked once the water had stopped spewing out of James' wand.

"We told you before, you will no longer consider her as your anything." Harry told him.

"Do you know where your daughter is?" Scorpius said with a force calmness.

"Why? What did you do to her?!" James kicked him.

"I haven't seen her in weeks!" Scorpius spat out in anger. If he wasn't so weak, he would have tackled James to the ground. He didn't have enough strength for a fight though.

"How did you break free? Where are the chains?"

"Dove is being attacked." His wife didn't have time for their games.

"You're just playing us. Dove is fine, she went to see Lily." James said.

"Lily?" Scorpius' mind went into deep thought. Dove didn't have many enemies. "Is Lily alright?" He asked.

"She's in St Mungo's, what do you think?" Harry snapped.

He knew that aready. He found it strange when he read the article that she had been admitted there. Lily was one of the strongest women he knew. He did not believe that she was so traumatized from what Zambini and Anderson did to her. Especially since he knew she was a freak in bed.

He knew first hand that she liked it rough.

Zambini...

"Zambini still free?"

"We're not going to answer anymore of your questions, Malfoy." James and Harry lifted him back to his feet. Scorpius hissed in pain.

Damn, it would be a while before he could walk again.

"Look, I woke up to the crutio curse, if you all didn't do it to me, someone did it to HER. Dove is in danger."

"He's lying!" James told his father. "Probably some plan he's concocted."

Harry thought about it as they rechained Scorpius back up to the wall. "I'll Floo call them to check on Lily, it can't hurt to see."

"She'll be fine, Dad. Scorpius is a chronic liar, you know that!" James said as he followed Harry out of the room.

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"Give me a wand." Scorpius said. "I can find her."

"Like hell!" James shouted.

"You did just fine when you were imprisoned at Hogwarts. You were even able to control her." Harry pointed out. "So start doing so now. The spell has been lifted, you are free to talk to her."

"I can't do it without my wand." Scorpius growled. "She either has to be in the same room as me, or I have to have MY wand.To do that, I have to summon my wand, because it's so far out of range."

"How did you get her to break you out of the dungeon then?" James asked.

Scorpius looked away, not all too willing to answer that question.

"Scorpius..." Harry said slowly. "If you don't answer our questions we can't help her."

"I can save her." He insisted. "You must let me have a wand!"

"And we aren't going to let you have one!"

"I'll just tell you her location. Nothing else." He promised.

"Why should we believe you? You're probably tricking us!"

Hermione walked in then, asking what was going on, and why the door had been left open. The Potters explained the situation. Hermione swiftly cast some spells and pointed her wand at Scorpius.

"Let him have Dove's wand." She told Harry without taking her eyes off Scorpius.

"I don't-"

"He CAN seek her location!" Hermione said stiffly. "One of the greatest things about the curse."

"Greatest?" James snorted.

"It will find us Dove, and maybe Lily too." Hermione glared at her nephew. "Do it, Harry." She ordered. "I have put on a few blocks in this room; he can't dissaparate. Between the three of us, we can ensure he is still held captive."

"Someone is hurting Dove." Scorpius pressed.

"Oh, shut up!" Harry said, summoning up his daughter's wand. "You tortured her for a month, don't act like you care!"

Scorpius waited until he got the wand before he replied, "I was only training her to listen to her husband, as a good wife should do." He then cast the spell that would point him to his wife.
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