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And They Didn\'t Live Happily Ever After	By : ElizabethStump Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 90306 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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"And They Didn't Live Happily Ever After"

Chapter Thirty-Four
“The Rookwood Dungeons”

Disclaimer: Disclaimer? You've read this far and still have no clue that Rowling owns it all, and I'm merely a hack who is elaborating upon her creation? Wait a minute, I just remembered something...what was it? Oh yeah, lawyers. Now I remember why I write one for each chapter.

WARNING: Strong references to rape, but not depicted. That part is very brief. For those who do not wish to read about such things and wish to go on to the rest of Lavender's Pensieve memory, please go on to chapter 35. There will be a very brief recap of this memory covered in the next chapter. This chapter is very short.

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Feeling the familiar pull of the Pensieve draw him in, Severus did not fight it.

The wizard found himself among the dank stone-and-iron environs of the Rookwood estate dungeons. Knowing that this was just a memory did not calm the rush of nervous adrenaline.

Looking about, he knew he should feel cold, but did not sense any temperature. This was Miss Brown's memory. He still shivered. Spotting two huddled forms in the corner, he moved over to get a better look and immediately recognized Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil.

In torn robes, they crouched on the floor while clinging desperately to each other, each a life raft for the other. Their eyes were puffy and red from crying, while their faces looked gray from shock. He could not tell which one was whimpering, but it was so faint that it could have been mistaken for a mewling kitten in the distance.

This was a memory and he was helpless to do anything about it, as it was a past event, beyond his control to change. With trepidation, he knew what would be coming next, based on the brief description Miss Brown gave him a few weeks prior.

The iron-and-oak door behind him slammed open, the thunderous noise echoing through the small chamber. Spinning around, Severus saw Walden Macnair enter the cell, with a malicious gleam in his one good eye.

Severus instinctively felt his wand hand flex, though there were no hexes he could cast to stop what was about to happen.

The Death Eater loomed over the two quivering Gryffindors. “Which one shall I have first? Decisions, decisions, decisions,” he growled. “I've always liked dark meat,” he said lewdly.

Reaching down, he grabbed Parvati by her hair and hauled the petite witch up.

Lavender grabbed for Macnair, latching her arm around his leg. “Please,” she wailed. “No, please! Don't hurt us! What have we done to you? Please, we won't tell anyone it was you. Just please let us go! PLEASE!” the bedraggled blond witch begged desperately.

Macnair hauled his one free leg up and kicked Lavender in the face, causing her to reel back and sprawl awkwardly against the damp stone floor. “Don't worry, I'll leave something for you. You'll get yours next,” the Death Eater told Miss Brown with a lecherous smile that made Severus shiver in repulsion.

The Death Eater left, dragging Miss Patil behind by her hair. She kicked and screamed fruitlessly.

“NOOOOOooooooo!” Lavender shrieked piteously, rising to her feet to rush the door that slammed shut in her face.

As the remaining Gryffindor sobbed weakly, Severus watched her slide to the floor along the door, her frightened face swelling up along one side where Macnair's boot had made contact.

Off in the distance, he heard a piercing shriek that he could only place as Miss Patil's. The shriek morphed into a constant stream of screaming, only ceasing with what he could only assume was the girl getting another lungful of air in which to scream some more.

Miss Brown sat on the floor, rocking herself back and forth, her eyes glassy and distant.

Severus heard the first of many curses cast. “Crucio!” He heard Macnair's voice chanting it over and over again as his grunting and primal yelling continued. His voice did nothing to drown out the constant wail of Miss Patil, whose repertoire of screams was now interspersed with pleas to kill her.

Lavender rose and stood on her tiptoes, pressing her face against the small open barred window that was two-thirds up the height of the door.

“No,” Miss Brown kept mumbling over and over again, her hands gripping the bars of the tiny window. “Blaise?” Lavender said with shock and hope. “Blaise! It's me... Lavender!” She began with a fresh wave of sobbing. “Please, please, help me. Help me please. I'll do anything. Just help me get out of here, please.”

Severus saw the younger memory of Zabini pause in front of the door. Through the tiny window, he saw the young Slytherin scan his eyes up and down the corridor to see if anyone was watching.

“Lavender,” Blaise breathed in a whisper through the window. “I'm sorry. I had no idea they would... I didn't know... I'm sorry,” he said hastily and was about to walk away.

“No, please don't leave me here,” Lavender began pleading forlornly. “I beg you. I was always nice to you. Please don't leave me like this, please, oh God, please don't leave. Help me, something, anything.”

Severus watched as Zabini fought with himself internally, a look of fear, reluctance and finally determination flitting across his face in quick succession.

“All right,” he agreed.

“Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you,” the quivering witch began chanting.

Zabini opened the door and grabbed her by the upper arm. “I'll get you outside the manor walls, then you can Apparate away. But if anyone asks, I'm taking you for a bit of pleasure before Macnair has his chance with you. So if you see anyone, I want you to fight me,” he instructed her as he pressed his wand to her throat in case anyone rounded the corner and saw them.

“What about Parvati?” Lavender asked before he started dragging her along the corridor.

“There's nothing we can do for her now, unless you want to die trying to save her,” Zabini warned her. “You want to die?” He stared at her for some sign that she would change her mind and do something heroically stupid.

Hanging her head, she shook it. “No.”

“Then let's go before someone spots us.”

Severus followed Blaise and Lavender's trek through the dungeons, bypassing a few wandering Death Eaters, until they reached a door that led to a bank of shrubbery along the manor's foundation.

The Potions master watched as Blaise dragged Miss Brown behind a thick and obscuring bush.

“Can you Apparate? Do you need a Portkey?” Zabini asked hastily. Lavender sat on the cold, wet ground in shock. “Answer me! Do you need a Portkey, or can you Apparate?” Severus flinched as Blaise's hand made a sharp crack against Miss Brown's face.

Lavender began to wail incoherently once more. The Slytherin boy clamped his hand over her mouth before whispering with a frantic hiss, “Bloody hell! Keep it down. You want all the other Death Eaters to find you here? If they come running and find us...” He paused while he pulled a necklace with a pendant from around his neck and placed it over Lavender's head. “Use this. It'll take you back to the gates of Hogwarts. This was my one way out, but I guess you need this more than I do.”

The boy tapped the pendant twice with his wand. As the Portkey took Lavender away, the memory ended abruptly.

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A/N: If I ever write another chapter like this again, it will be too soon. I did not care for writing it, and I found it a rather nauseating experience.
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