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Ron's War: Second Story in the Bane Saga	By : LadyofSpades Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > General Views: 3982 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Note: I have edited the chapter as best I know how. Fixed most of the errors I saw. Please bear with me as my mind has been occuplied else were. I have a terminally ill child. This story is a release for my mind as I deal with real life problems. It's hard to keep focused some times. I am working on the next chapter and will post it after I get it done and edited this time.
To all my Lovelies. Thank you for reading my stories. I really still need a Beta for this story. The content is rough because it is not gore after another but breaks to let you step back and realise the horrors within. To perge emotion. To feel for the characters.
There was a crowd gathering just inside the front door of the Burrow. Everyone was getting antsy. Wizards and witches in robes checking their brooms adjusting their wands and watching the time. They had to time this just right. Everyone was to be there at the same moment. They had timed this to the second. It was still about 10 minutes till they left. At precisely 5:43 pm about a third of the group would be leaving from here.
“Ok. Hermione when we all spit to draw fire off harry try to stay on my right I’ll be better able to cover you that way.” Ron said
Oh crap. Hermione thought. Here we go. Hermione drew a deep breath but before she could speak Kingsley began, “Hermione will be with me you will be accompanying Tonks.”
“LIKE HELL!” Ron yelled. Looking around he saw he had no support. “NO, NO, I WONT, I CAN’T!” he started backing away from the group.
“I’ll take good care of her Ron.” Kingsley said and tried to pat him on the should but he back away.
“NOOOOOO I WONT ALLOW IT. I can’t let her get hurt again” Ron already having backed up as much as he could. His back to the wall collapsed to the floor crying.
No one moved. Everyone was in shock. What in the world was wrong with Ron was the unspoken question. Only a few present knew.
“I’ve got this.” Hermione said to the group. Kingsley gave them a worried look.
She went and knelt down in front of Ron. “Ron listen to me.” She said softly “This has to be.”
“I c-can’t fail you again.” Ron sobbed. “How can I protect you if- I’m not there?” the words caught in his throat.
“Ron this has to be. We both know Harry better than anyone. We will make the most believable decoys. Two decoys can’t ride together.”
“I know but--” Ron interrupts.
“Ron This is bigger than the both of us. Nothing short of the whole world is at stake. I would love to be able to promise you it will all be okay, but, there is no guaranty any of us will come through this. What ever happens. Its not your fault, its what we signed on for.” Hermione takes his hand “I Know what I’m risking, Ron we have to take a stand or Voldemort has won already, if we don’t fight back then it was all for nothing.” Ron looked at her sorrow and pain in his eyes.
“Ron I love you more than anything. You have won my heart.” then she whispers in his ear “ I need you to be strong for me, I need your strength now. More than you know, I’m so scared.” a tear rolls down her check. Ron puts his forehead to hers running his hand behind her neck through her long curly mane of hair.
It was as if someone flipped a switch inside Ron. He backed away. She could see a change taking over him. Ron wiped his face got a stern look then stood up.
“Its time, lets go get Harry” He said, then he lead the march out.
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To follow the adventures of our brave heroes flip to Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows pages 43 to 96. Changes are that Mad-Eye gets Hermione to yank the hairs from the back of Harry’s head as seen in the film and Hermione never tells Ron or Harry about her parents because this is a dark story and she can not recover their memories or the bad guys would recover them. Right?
Now, for the more villainous among you here we have the after math of Voldemort’s rage as the raid has failed. Bane decides it’s a good time to throw gas on the fire. With out further ado we join Voldemort and Bane is about to arrive.
WARNING: MY VIRGIN EYES: Contains: Unforgivables
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Voldemort was furious. Lucius’ wand had not held up mere minutes before it had shattered into a million tiny splinters. Not only had The Boy gotten away but some of his follower had informed him no farther a mile away in the town below Bane a left a body of a girl about as old as the Granger Witch hanging from a noose. Bane would be here soon. He sneered. Bane was becoming a problem that would not be easily rectified. Perhaps it was time to take drastic measures.
He would miss his long time friend but sometimes sacrifices had to be made.
One thing was clear he could not move against him and leave him alive. He would have to finish him off. He knew Bane would not adapt to his new order. Bane could not be controlled indefinitely. With the destruction of Potter; he was hoping to use the Granger Witch against Bane. Program her with some delayed spells, sort of a magical time bomb. But that plan had failed. Just as his plan to have Bane break The Granger child had. Bane was defiantly a problem that would have to be dealt with. He just would have liked if it did not have to happen at the most inappropriate time. Most of his followers were already dismissed. Only the house hold, Snape, Yaxley, Goyle Sr, Crabbe Sr., Dolohov, Greyback, Rodolphus and the most depraved lot of the bunch remained. Of course their were the ones left that had lead to the current state of affairs hanging around as well. He was beyond frustrated and enraged as he flung those responsible for the failure to the wall locking them spread in place. It was time to remind his followers that failure was not an option.
“AVERY!!!” he flung him to wall across from him. Some of the others looking on in shock. Some jeering at what was about to take place.
“ROOKWOOD!!” joined him on the wall. Suddenly the rest of the non depraved followers got a worried look across their brow.

“MACNAIR!” with a flick of a wand he was chained to a wall as well. This was not going to be pretty.
Time to get Snape and the young Malfoy child out of here before Bane arrived. Snape did not need to know of Bane‘s existence.
“Snape take your godson with you until I summon you.”
“Yes, My Lord." Snape stood up bowing slightly as he grabbed Draco by the forearm lifting him up and gestures for him to follow. They walk swiftly out of the room.
“Bellatrix come here.” Yes, My Lord.” Voldemort grabs her by the throat.
“If you." He gestures to the group. “had not let the Granger Witch escape none of this would be necessary. We would have won already. There is only one reason they found her in less then a day over a continent away. " Voldemort sneered, eyes glowing like red coals, hissing in Bella face.
“You had been followed. I remember telling you, not to be followed!”
“It‘s not my fault My Lord.” Bellatrix ”I was in charge of the Granger Witch, She‘s a dangerous and cunning one that one is, I didn‘t dare take even a single eye off her for a second. I had counted on the other three to spot any pursuit. I did my part. I got her there intact and helpless”
“Crucio." He dropped her to the floor. Then Bella began to scream. As the spell ended she cried out “My Lord, it wasn’t my fault. I did as you instructed!"
“Crucio!" Voldemort repeated and Bella began to scream again.
Mean while in the hall leading out of the drawing room. A group of eight people stood three guards standing by.
“They are in trouble aren’t they?” Draco asked.
“Most Defiantly.” Snape replied.
“Are my parents?” Draco asked.
Snape gave that answer more thought.
“It would seem so.”
One thought was running through Draco’s mind. I should of handed over Potter when I had the chance. Hind sight always rang true. He looked over at the group of people standing in the hallway. Four of which he recognized from school. Then there were screams coming from the room he had just exited. The group jumped and Draco tensed.
Snape looked over at his godson. He was paler then normal and had the same sunken look in his eyes that his father had. Cissy had told him that he was not eating well and that dropped to nothing for the past few days. He would take Draco back to Spinners End and try to get him to eat something. He knew the boy was not holding up well. He reminded Snape much of his father in younger years. Another question had a rose but he was too caught up in his own thoughts.
“Sorry I was thinking about some things. What did you say?”
“Nothing. It was nothing.”
Two girls were being dragged out. One trying desperately to cling to a friend who was sobbing her heart out.
“It’s okay Helen. Your the best friend I ever meet. I love you.” she sobbed.
“Please, please let me stay.” She begged the guard.
“You are not supposed to be here. Now let go or I stun you. If you be good and give me no troubles. I will let you say good bye to your friend.” The child nodded and he stepped back. She embraced Helen. Her black hair in contrast to the other girls pale blond locks.
“What you playing at Scabior. Why didn’t you just stun her and get this over? Done with. They are captives for Merlin sake. They don’t get special privileges.” The tall man on his left said holding the other woman limp in his arms.
“Because you dunderhead I do not fancy staying with the cunt when I get back. They want extra watch on them when they yelling and screaming. Miss Behaving. Because they haven’t got the security up to par yet. I may fancy a bang with the lovely but I do not fancy standing guard over her. Why they bring um here anyways. They should of checked the numbers before handing them to us if you ask me. It’s a real cock up on their parts.”
Snape and Draco had walked around a corner.
“They are already rounding the mudbloods up. When did that happen?”
“They are not looking to round them up. It’s too early as yet. That will not start until well into school. The ones in there had the privilege of being in the wake of our raids.”
“What’s a 142 section 3? They said the girls were a 142.”
“I don’t know if you want the answer to that question. You may vomit.”
“Your right. It’s not important.”
The two mudbloods he recognized from school were being taken out the same way that they were exiting. It was the closest exit from the room.
“Please, tell me what is going on.”
“Okay but then you stop you yammering alright!”
Snape looks over at the man as he yells.
“Sorry Sirs.” He back hands the girl. She does not flinch but she goes to her knees in front of him. Her long plain white robe smudging with dirt. She catches a glimpse of Draco before she lowers her eyes to the floor.
Snape looks over at Draco. Then back at the guard.
“Go ahead and tell the girl what awaits her.” Snape says looking at the guard and glancing at Draco.The guard looks down at her. She dare not look up as he addresses her.
“You have been found to have more then a far share of magical blood in your line. Since the magical world will need more members to replace the ones that have passed. There for you have been chosen as breeding stock to breed more magical blood into your line. You are classified as a broodmare. You should thank your host for giving you such a gift and bothering to look up your line to begin with.” Scabior said almost as if the lines had been rehearsed. The girl sobbed and then stopped looking over at the two wizards she knew and said “Thank you, sirs.” defeat weighing heavy in her voice.
Snape was right. He may vomit; if had anything in his stomach he probably would have.
“Come along Draco.” Draco followed Snape out into the night.
Catching up to Voldemort. We now return to a room filled with his followers writhing on the wall and Bella laying in place panting on the floor. No one had been spared. Voldemort was interrogating some one as a signal from the wards told Voldemort that Bane had arrived and he was not alone. Voldemort told the house elf to direct Bane to the room. The elf bowed disappearing with a pop. Voldemort opened the doors wide with his wand as Bane entered the area. In walked Bane Voldemort’s followers were out numbered two to one if you did not count the ones that were incapacitated at the moment. A pair of beautiful women closed the door behind them and then settled on a mans arm that he had counted as the most dangerous aside from Bane himself. Voldemort was furious.
“We need to have a chat in private.” Voldemort issued Bane to another room adjoining the dinning hall they were currently occupying.
“Make your selves at home my Disciples. Try not to touch anything while I am away, understood?”
“We will humbly await your return My Lord.” Said a woman with a long curly mane of jet black hair skin as pale as warm milk with a personality as cold as the grave.
She lead the group to sit adjacent Voldemort’s follower who were sitting at the long dinning table.
Bane follows Voldemort into the room shutting the door behind him.
“It appears your raid did not go so well unless you have the Granger child locked in another room some were else.”
“Have you grown tired of life so soon Elijah?”
“Don’t think I had not already contemplated you wanting me dead Tom. I can come back. Wreak and undermine everything you built and undermine you with out you ever knowing I was there.”
“That may be but I know the secret of your wand and since you seem intent of slitting your own throat. I will have to do just that.” Voldemort goes for his wand.
“I know you do. There fore I have made a back up plan. Unless you want you empire stripped and raped before it is ever built. I suggest you take your hand away from your wand Tom.”
___back up plan? It will be something that I will never think of, he would make sure of that. Calculated for when I decide to move against him. Bane has got the upper hand in this game for the moment. I will have to change my plans. I need to learn his secret. Have to stall for time. Merlin’s hairy left testicle can anything else go wrong!!! I can’t afford to fight a war on two fronts at moment. I will have to find a way to pacify Bane until I can take care of The Boy once and for all. Then focus on getting rid of my old friend.
“We are getting no where. What do you want Elijah? We have been friends for along time. You have been as a brother to me. It would be a shame for us to walk down this path with how many years we have spent at each others defense.”
That was just what Bane wanted to hear. That was what he was at about all along. With Bella being in on the group with the Granger twat’s escape maybe Tom would be willing to hand the Blacks over to him.
“I want what is left of the Blacks. That is what I have always wanted. Hand the Malfoys over to me and the psycho-bitch. They have failed and of are use to you.”
“The Lestrange and the Malfoys are under my protection Elijah.” he says with a wave of dismissal.
“You should have never put the Blacks under your protection. You know my issues with them.”
“The problem with the Blacks was a long time ago Bellatrix, the Malfoys, are not responsible for what happened. The people responsible for breaking your wand and abusing you have been long dead for ages now. Miss Milligan’s Home for Wayward Boys was generations ago.You have to grow up and put it behind you Elijah. I have already done so. Yet you carry it around with you in your heart; you have never left that accursed place. It is in our past. We need to look toward the future.”
“What happened to us Tom? It was you and me against the world. We were going to bring the world down together. Now that our philosophies have gone their separate ways you said we would split the world down the middle. You can’t have it all Tom. I am willing to leave you half the world to reshape as you see fit. But I am going to bring the other half to it knees and slack my thirst on its tears.” Voldemort takes a deep hissing breath.
“We have been friends for a long time Elijah. We have had this discussion about the Blacks far too many times already. But for the sake of our friendship I will offer a compromise. Here is my offer. You can have Narcissa for a night. No permanent damage, no blood letting, no marks or brands, no hexes beyond what is necessary to force compliance.”
“What do you take me for Tom? Some common deviant like Grey Back or Dolohov?”
“I thought I was talking to the greatest psychological master manipulator of our age. Surly if you are half as talented as you think you are you can achieve your ends with in the terms which I have set.”
“Tom I have raped Narcissa thousands of times. I have tortured and abused her in ways that would make Dolohov puke. One night in the parameters you set will have no more affect on them then me writing them a nasty letter would.”
“Very, well. I will also throw in abusing the rest of the lot of Death Eaters that I have reprimanded and chained as long as they are functional and alive by morning.”
“Not go enough Tom. Your going to have to make this offer more interesting. You can’t have it all.”
There was no getting around it. Elijah was going to have Bella thrown in one way or another. He would have to make it up to her later for this.
“Alright Elijah how smart are you? Bellatrix Lestrange is very close to breaking. She is also very useful to me. I will let you give Bella one order. No physical or magical abuse. You may give her one and only one order. Think you can finish her off with one order? She was tittering right on the edge when she came to me and she has really never healed from it. I am willing to gamble that you can’t do it.”
“And the Granger Witch?”
“What has you obsessing about the girl so? No matter.” He dismissed the matter with a wave of his hand.
“When we take her. If we are able to take her alive. You may have her.”
Bane look over at Voldemort wondering if he can push further with out crossing the line. He decides he may have pushed too far already.
“Alright. We have come to our arrangement. Our followers are probably not getting along too well. I know mine are most likely tiring of keeping their hands to them selves.”
“No need to worry on that account I have a gift to keep things interesting that I will introduce latter in the evening.”
Second Warning: Proceed at your own risk. You were Warned Twice!!! This gets nasty.
My Virgin Eyes Warning!!!
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Voldemort and Bane walk back into the room. Their followers were glaring at each other the tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife.
“Narcissa why haven’t you offered our guest some wine. I’m disappointed in you and Lucius’ lack of hospitality” Voldemort said “Your wand.” he ordered holding out his hand.
Reluctantly Narcissa handed over her wand spotting the gleam in Bane’s eye she knew this was going to get ugly, no point making it worse. She then sent the remaining house elves for wine and goblets.
“Yours too Bella.” Voldemort said looking directly in her eyes.
“My Lord” Bella responded her eyes darting back and forth from Voldemort to Bane, She was starting to feel like a cornered rat. The panic rising in her.
“I have been most generous to you and your family, I have protected you when you have been too weak to do so yourself, expanded your wealth, enriched your family yet still you fail me.”
“My Lord please” Bella begged dropping to her knees before him.
“Perhaps you need a reminder of what it was like before I took you under my protection.”
Bella collapsed completely holding on to his feet sobbing “Please My Lord forgive me, don’t abandon me.”
“Your wand Bella, or are you not capable of following even, the simplest of request.” Bella handed him her wand followed by a great cry. “I will return it to you in the morning, if you prove worthy.”
Voldemort ask Bane to take a seat. He does so but not at the table he he sits under Avery. “Given the failures that have taken place I have come to an arrangement with my friend. Who, as you know, has been one of us before any of us ever were. I will not ask you to stay for the entire affair.” He stands over his death eaters. Bella on her knees at his heels. Pleading in a low voice for forgiveness. “But I do wish for you to stay for this first round. After that you maybe dismissed if you so chose.” Goblets of wine are set in front of their guest.
“Bane you have the floor.” Voldemort sits at the front of the table Bella scooting under near the table leg at his feet. Voldemort paying her no mind.
“Bane walks over to Narcissa. Lucius look like he would nothing more in the world but to see the man in front of him drop dead horribly. Who’s right hand instinctively reach for the top of his cane that his missing wand use to occupy.
“My Dear” Bane puts his hand out to her. She takes it with out hesitation. He walks her over to the middle of the long dinning table. His followers clear a space for her as Bane has her slowly take off her cloths. When she is down to her knickers Bane holds her hand helping up on the table. The crowd hoops and whistles as the spectacle starts to take place. He has her turn around facing Voldemort and his fellows.
“You knickers Dear Lady.” She slides them down her legs. He had made her do a lot of things and this was not the first time she was on a table for dinner entertainment but this was a bit worse then that. This was in her own home with a group of people she had hosted balls and dinners for the thought of it brought a pink tent to her cheeks. Yaxley was looking over at her thighs. She had on black silk stockings up to the mid of her thigh with a silk garter. Now she was showing off her golden curls for all here to see her legs slightly opened. She was shivering slightly. She almost cried as she noted how easily she fell into routine with Bane. Her hands were at her sides her long silk gloves flowing to her biceps had her finger tips at the side reaching the top of her thighs. She looked over at Lucius who was disgusted at the group of swine that was presented here. Some of which were partners of his. She hoped they could hold strong. It looked as if they had come to an arrangements for Bane to take her and Bella. Maybe the rest of the lot along the walls for the night.
“Bend over and show the people behind you the view. Make it looks sexy.” She does as she is ordered bending over slowly running her hands over her her tights as she binds near her waist keeping her legs apart shaking her arse. Her Cleavage showing in the front she then rubs her breast along her lace bra then slowly lifts them up playing with her nipples. Bane had punished her a few times for not wearing appealing under garments and she found she had still took it to note. Some of the men's hands were creeping to there lap. She slid her gloved hand down her stomach looking for Bane’s approval. He seemed to be watching not her but Lucius and had been fingering a candle on the table. He pulled the candle from the table. Narcissa had run her hand low between legs rubbing her sensitive knob. Bane goes over to her. She flinches as she looks to the lit candle. He has yet to take enchantment off it to let the wax drip.
“Turn around on your knees.” Bane looks on bored. Grey Back is licking his lips. As she goes to turn she notes that Yaxley is fingering pre-cum on his cock. She thought he had more class then to enjoy this type of show. But then again he would not be here if was not deprived in one way or another.
“Nice. Good girl.” Bane runs his hand over her arse. She feels a second hand on her ankle. Looks like he had been waiting for a volunteer and got one.
“Yaxley here hold this.” he hands the candle to him. “Your wife has a lovely cunt I think your fellows would agree.” Bane turns to Lucius.
“Show them a closer look.” He backs her up. Bane plucked Crabbe Sr’s glass from the table. The others had already lifted theirs. Crabbe Sr looks to be stunned at what is happening.
Bane bends down next to him and whispers in his ear
“Would you like to touch her. Would like to run your hand across her slick slit. It’s been a long time has it not with out a willing participant. You wife will not touch you after producing an heir. I hear. Well what do you say?”
“I don’t know.” He glances at Lucius. Fear falling over his face.
“Come on grow some balls.”
“No I don’t want to.”
“Too bad you could have spared her a few minutes of humiliation.” he says out loud enough for the group to here. Bane’s followers laugh.
Yaxley handed over the candle to Mrs. Malfoy.
“Show us how much of a horny trollop you really are. Enjoy, My Dear. I am sure everyone else already is.” The women in front of her stuck a finger in their wine putting it in their mouth and pull it out with a pop. Brutal she wolves she recognized from before. Narcissa put the candle in her snatch pushing it in slowly her walls wrapping around it‘s black frame. She pulled it out too soon for Bane.
“Put it in and hold it there.” He commanded. She slid it back in and released it. The heat of the flame resting on the pucker of her arse.
“Bella were are we?” He whispers to Dolohov “Like I don’t already know.” Dolohov chuckles.
“You, have not seen Bella have you?” He asks Goyle Sr. Who is sitting near the edge of the table. Voldemort has walked over to a window looking out over the night sky. Goyle Sr. did not reply and had a look of distaste on his face.
“Bella the longer you wait to come out the longer your sister sits here with a candle flame licking her arse. Think I should take down the enchantment and make things more interesting.”
“Claire what do you think I should do?"
"I think I would like to make her bald. Can I hold her?” Claire smiles wickedly. Voldemort glances at Bane. But at that time Bella has slid out from under the table. Wand or no wand Voldemort had still not taken her knife away.
“You are all a bunch of sick pervs!!” she pokes her finger at the group. She stormed over to Bane.
“What are you wanting? This should bore you to tears by now how many times you have degraded people. My Lord how would you allow this to happen to noble witches and wizards. I can understand the scum. But not pure magical blue bloods. Handed over to this - this mongrel.”
She turns to the table. “Appalling the lot of you! Your more pathetic then stinking muggles wasting their lives away jerking it to stinking wanker films. This is a mockery you barely sentient primates. You are a disgrace to wizard kind the lot of you!” Bane is amused as Bella rants away. Bella is always entertaining and funny. Bella pulls her knife leaping at Bane. He grabs her hand turning her in on herself.
“You always are the life of the party.” He holds her own knife to her throat. Claire has moved in on Cissa. Masturbating her clit as she struggles to hold the candle in her slackened folds with out touching it.
“My Lord, I implore you please stop this now before things go any farther.” Voldemort turns around slightly. Waving Bane off. He lets Bella lose carefully. Voldemort took the knife from Bella’s hand. “This is not how pure bloods should be treated. I had my hands tied. Cissy has done nothing to deserve this. You are setting a bad principium for the future here. I don’t believe that you would have us thrown to wolves like that.” She pointed over to the crowd on the right holding Bane’s Disciples.
“Please My Lord this is beneath us. Don’t let this continue. If this gets out as your means of punishment you will have people questioning were we are headed with this campaign.”
Bella had a point. But that thought was quickly washed away when Lucius voice piped out of the crowd.
“I implore you My Lord. Cissy has done nothing to deserve this. If you are angry at my failure let the blame fall on me. Not my family.” he pleaded.
“I have done nothing more then temporally retract my protection from you. Bella you failed in your mission that may have had us closer to ending this war, instead you have let the Granger Witch get closer to figuring me out, and you may have lost me my child as well.” Voldemort turns to Lucius.
“Lucius Godfather of my child. Who decided to let my diary I entrusted to you be destroyed, you failed to obtain the prophesy which would give me more insight into what is to be needed to end this fight, and you been a most un-welcoming host my friend. I think I have explained myself thoroughly on the matter of which. I withdraw my graces upon you all; maybe in the future you will be wise enough not to fail us.” Voldemort heads back to the window. Bella’s mouth is groping for an answer or another retort.
Bane grabs her.
“Let go of me you swine!” she tries to kick at him in vain.
“If you don’t want your sister and you to be hexed into submission. I suggest you do as your told. Cissa come here.” Claire removes the candle. Cissa hesitates. Bane grabs up his wand casting a binding on Cissa breast. The invisible ropes start making them turn blue imprinting the lace on her skin. Bella looks over to Voldemort she will need to be strong and try to get past this. She, if she would earn her wand back. She steadied her self at what was about to come. There was no way out not tonight. Bane had let go of the spell. Cissa was now siting on the edge of the table
“Undress Bella.” Bane ordered. She slowly took off her dress. Bella had old style corset stuffed with cloths to give her a more unshapely appearance. Bane’s people laughed as she undid the lacing the pieces of fabric and cotton falling to the floor. She unlaced the top of her petticoat and it fell to the floor. She stood in plain black knickers and bra.
“Take them off also and the shoes and knee socks.” anger grew across Bella face but as always their was no one to defend her. Her husband looked on in awe. He had never seen her undressed. She hated him at that moment. Two of the Death Eaters had got up heading over to Voldemort when she had finished undressing to her bare pale skin.
”Come here Bella.” Bane ordered.
She came to him crestfallen. He raised her head to let her look at what he wanted. She was disgusted this was happening to her.
“Lap you sister juices off. Clean her up Bella.” she looked up hoping to find someone who was not wanting this to happen besides her brother in law. Most of the dog filth was drooling over the spectacle. What had this come to. Was there no sanity left in the world. She kneels down spreading her sisters legs wider. She grabs hold of her inner folds opening Cissa wide to spot the pearl within. She started to sob as she did as Bane had ordered. The puffs of breath hitting her sister already teased knob the act making Cissa start to have a small jolt of pleasure pass through her.
The wolves are howling and carrying on. Goyle Senor is talking to Voldemort. Yaxley is sitting on the window ledge watching Bane take the candle he had put to Narcissa to Avery’s prick and testicles. Bane was passing the flame quickly over Avery’s genitals not allowing him to get a serious burn yet. Avery was squirming in discomfort already. Yaxley debating if he wanted to stick around to get his wick wet. He goes back to watching Bella and Cissa.
“My Lord this is disgusting. It’s like watching animals rut. If not worse, given this people are of magical blood. Where are we going with this?” Goyle Sr. addresses him as he averts his eyes from the depraved incestuous matter. The bestial cackles and grunts coming from the table make him want to vomit.
“These people will be the keepers of the gates when we have brought order to our world. I will have to have someone to watch the filth, serve as guards at the reeducation and breeding camps. As well as rape the 142's investing the world with more wizarding blood. I am sure that you would not be fond of doing that yourself.” Goyle Senor wrinkles his nose like a bad smell had passed under it. “For the time being we will have them fight beside us. Hunt down the filth were they live and hunt them down when they run like dogs. They will be put in their places after this is over or they will be disposed of if they can not be controlled.” Voldemort looks over to Bane who has fondled Avery to a soft erection still gently letting the flames lap at Avery’s ‘wand’ as to not singe it yet. He then looks over at the commotion on the dinning table. He had blocked out most of the barking orders. Bella and Cissa were now 69ing each other on the table. Cissa’s black stockings mixing with Bella’s wild dark hair as she lapped between her legs. He goes back to looking out the window as Bane walks over to the two Black sisters.
“I want to see those cloaks off ladies.” He puts his fingers in Bella’s flower which is still not wet. He knows Narcissa can do better. He smiles inwardly as some of his people are getting things started with a few Death Eaters. Yaxley has decided to join Katie. She seems to be whispering tiny dirty little secrets in his ear as Bane walks over to the other side of the table. Monique his dark beauty is grinding into Dolohov’s lap wrapping her hooks into him. Nothing was actually free when in came to his major Disciples there was always some catch to it.
Bane placed his two fingers in Cissa oyster she was wet but not dripping yet. He grabbed Bella by the hair lifting her head. Tears were silently rolling down her eyes.
“I did not tell you to stop Cissa.” her sister had laid back when he had lifted Bella’s head from her junction. She went back to what she had been doing. Bella jolted when Cissa hit her secret spot.
“On second thought put those gloves to work rub her pearl I want to see the pleasure pass her face. If I don’t you’ll pay for it.”
“Rodolphus, come here if you would.” Bella’s husband walks over. Bella is suddenly touched by the fact that her husband seems to be looking in sympathy at her.
“When she looks slated tell me if it does not happen in a given amount of time I will be back to punish them.” Bane goes back to Avery. Rodolphus could not get it up with out violence going on. It seems he found this to a bit of a dangerous depraved situation as he flashed her is half stiff cock from his robes. He had never hit her in all the years they had been married. He banged Bella out every few months. She usually chose the time and it was usually in the dark. Not even undressed. Most of the time it was only without knickers with her skirt pulled up. After their marriage bed night he had tried to give her a kiss and run his hands over her. She had slapped him he thought she was playing; well that was until his new wife hexed him into next Tuesday and said that this was a marriage of houses not people. Go to a brothel if you want a whore. I will set you up a vault for it. The Lestranges had plenty of heirs they did not need another bad enough for a breeding session. Rodolphus was torn. Angry at Bane for taking the passion with his beautiful wife away from him and also enjoying the time he could have right now. His prick had won out the blood flowing down from one head to another. He glanced at Lucius who was now in a chair at a corner desk in the room throwing back fire whiskey. Avery started screaming which only drove him over the edge farther. He would have to have someone tonight maybe he could even have his wife for a change.
Bane had Avery hard again but this time the flame was not lapping at him it was singeing hair off his family jewels. As luck would have it Devon had his potions kit with him. He was not worried about hurting him too badly. After all Tom had said functional not warning about scars or brands with them.
The smell of burnt hair drifted over to the window. Goyle Sr. gagged. He glanced in Bane’s direction. He had masturbated Avery to full length he must have enchanted him for he was still erect as he set fire to the hair on his man sack. He would haunted by that image. He returned to his conversation with his Lord.
“Do you really think the Granger child is yours?”
“Who knows. There is not a record of my child. The twins we found were barley on the fringes of wizarding society. Most of the other children we have lost are probably the same. It matters not whether she is or is not. The child is highly capable and would make a great asset if turned. She has no magical backing. The Granger Witch would make a good choice and an example that muggles are not like us but rather a result of us intertwining with them. Do you not think so? After all look what wizard/muggle love stories bring into out world. He points three fingers waving over to Bane.”
“The idea with the Granger Witch was a good one but has now turned grave My Lord.”
“I know my old friend. I will have to keep Bane occupied until I get the girl back to him. Any ideas on that issue?” Voldemort and Goyle Sr. continue to talk. As another scream has come but this time not from Avery but Rookwood as Devon’s two daughters discuss the meaning of the word pain. They both carry on casting light jinxes of pain working into hexes.
“Time is growing short you get Bella off yet Cissa? I doubt that Rodolphus would know anything about that.” Bane chuckles. Rodolphus sneers.
“I have tried.”
“Trying is not good enough. I suggest you hurry it up Cissy Dear .” Every time Bane says Dear it was like a hammer sinking in a nail to Lucius.This time Bane had add her pet name. HOW DARE HE ADDRESS MY WIFE LIKE THAT! HE IS AN UNCOUTH SAVAGE SWINE. He tried not to show the anger that has built in him it would only make things worse.
It was not long until there was a loud screaming moan coming from Bella’s throat Rodolphus concluded that Bella had climaxed.
“Good work Cissa I knew you could do it know I want you to keep at it. While Bella tries to get you off.” Cissa looked up at Bella’s pearl was hard. Now un-cloaked and standing right in her face. Bella had went down on her again. She grabbed hold of Bella’s hips lifting her head in between her legs and sucked at her wet gem Bella tried to stop her moving away.
“Stay in-between her legs. Rodolphus I suggest helping you wife stay there. Bane had Avery’s nipples attached by an invisible rope making them look dark and erect. He was heating a razor with his wand. Then started slicing under his nipples blood slowly flowing down his chest. A male follower had wondered over to Macnair and was now impaling his ass with a small baton.
Rodolphus pushed Bella into Cissa’s snatch moving her head back and forth. Narcissa grabbed Bella holding her stomach so as to hold her tight. Her Husband reached for his length in his robes but before he got any where a petit woman with black flowing wavy hair came from under the table attending to his hard on with her mouth. The woman was mimicking Bella’s moans and grunts and it was driving him out of his head as her throat reverberated down his ‘wand’ it was hard keep his mind on what he was doing. He would exploded soon. The table shook as at the very end Yaxley had got the grave, dark curly hair beauty to undress half way. He was now pounding out her petty coat suckling on her tiny breast. He moaned as Monique arose biting his neck. The event was quickly turning into an orgy.
“My Lord you know it was not Bella’s fault? Would she have been doing her job well if she had not giving all her attention to the Granger Witch? Those children are a handful we have all been hit by the way they handle themselves. You yourself are having major head aches with the Potter boy. His companions are no different.” Voldemort looked over at the two sisters. They were now cumming and weeping as Bane had not let up after Bella and Cissa both had climaxed.
“Perhaps you are right old friend.” Voldemort pats him on the shoulder. Drifting up to the crowd he addresses them.
“Enough!” All the crowd paused. Voldemort walked over to Bella and separated the sisters. Bella’s naked body clung to her Lord like her life depended on it. Voldemort took his cloak off wrapping it around Bella.
“You have Cissa and the rest for the night. I will now present my gift I told you of. Do as you will with them.” He waved his wand at Bane and headed for the doors with Bella. Goyle Sr. talked with Crabbe Sr. a few moments before sneering, disappear out the door. A group of five girls and one male are ushered into the into the room from the hallway in a line. All of them are muggleborn says the guard. Most are looking at the floor. The one girl that is not in shock studies the room as the man near the wall next to her is being brutalized by what looks like an electrified baton up the arse and another man up the way is bleeding. Blood covering his chest. A large man running razor across his balls looking as if he is cutting and shaving him . Someone is released from the wall with a grunt.
“Don’t make things worse on your self. Did that hurt poor baby. Let me make it better she leans down.” Claire tries to coddle the man as she suddenly makes him magically organism over and over for struggling against her. The terrified girl looks on as a bucket of cum flows from the mans ‘wand’ exploding outward. He starts to screams bloody murder the pleasure was short lived cumming became unbearably painful. The pain soon became too much for him to handle. Claire flicks his dick as it stops spewing. Rookwood screams himself horse. Others in the line jump as Grey Back makes his way over to the line sniffing the air.
Okay Lady’s and Gents. Voldemort has left the building and so the kid the gloves are off. Warning it only gets worse from here.
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Bane walked over to the line of witches. Five witches. One wizard.
“I’m guessing innocent flesh.” Bane says. As he walks up Next to Grey Back.
“She’s not.” He points to a girl with long auburn hair in a braid.
“So what have we done huh woman?” The woman looked confused.
“Which book or items have you been dealing with? We are not talking about your snatch. Miss?”
“Thompson.” She answers.
“Well Miss Thompson what Grey Back is referring to is innocence from using dark magic. Now
that you are singled out I think you should be the first one I hand out. We will pass them around but for now.” Bane grabbed her by the arm dragging her away from the the group.
“Well Miss Thompson show us what is under that white robe.”
“I-I can’t - do this.” She blushed.
“Come on lovely lets see what you got.” Crabbe Sr. yelled. Bane chuckled. He nodded to Devon.
Devon skipped up to the girl grabbing her forearm.
“Pick a number any number between one and forty.”
36 called Grey Back. 12 called Crabbe Sr. 52 called a woman in Bane’s group so on. Twelve people in total called numbers.
“Is that it then? No one else. Alright and the number is he did a charm with his wand 34 spouted out rotating in front of the girl.
“Grey Back enjoy your fresh prize. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” The crowd laughed. Grey Back picked up the girl. She screamed. A brunette dishy woman tried to run to one of the open door down the hall. Dolohov and Monique hot on her heels. Bane is trying to talk Yaxley into taking Cissa for a spin.
“We got a runner! Well no need to wait. Pick a color.” He holds aloft a beautiful silver haired tall drink of water. She may not have had wizarding blood but there was some magic going on here one way or another. Some one in the crowd yells. “and don’t get too creative will you. Rainbow’s not a color it a spectrum of color. No cheating there lad.” As they all laugh. All in the room picked colors. Except for, were had he got off to. Bane puts Cissa to Yaxley’s yielding ‘wand’ leaving Katie to over see them. Bane wades over near the hall were he last saw Lucius.
“The color is ruby. Step over here and collect her My Dear.” He hands her over to a plain Jane with a toothy grin.
“Well stop you cling lovely. Do not be. Shy. Step up.” He pulled the ladys from one another.
“Thinking of Leaving so soon. The evening is just heating up.” Bane address Lucius who is holding a hand to his forehead leaning on the wall.
“Don’t you ever tier of such torments. Really.” Lucius chimes back at him. He pulled his hand back through his pale blonde hair and hugged the corner of wall. His eyes fell on Bane.
“Well you could always go. It might make an interesting challenge to see how far I could make your wife screams carry through this very hansom large home of yours.”
“And if I stay?”
“I will not have torch or flail anything off her. Things will go smoother and maybe you’ll even enjoy your self hmm?”
“Your worse then any mere animal. Your a fat sadist monster that gets off on hurting others because you can and keep the company of those that would do the same.”
“Looks as if you keep the company of that lot yourself. It will be interesting to see what happens.” Band grins sheepishly.
“Go or Stay it matters not to me.” Bane enters the room again.
“This is the last of the lot. A strapping young boy.”
“Devon give me the lad.” Bane chimes out.
“Yes, My Lord.” Devon looks at the young man with disdain.
Bane ushers the young man over to were Cissa is taking cock to the hilt . Lucius had come back to the room to retake his spot at the desk.
“Unrobed and pick a hole.” He issues to the slender young lad beside him.
“Sir I can- can not do so. I am not like that.”
“Not like that hmm.” Bane pauses. “Maybe you would rather I get one of the gents to take you up the old bung hole maybe. Would that be more what your like.”
“Why?”
Bane looked the kid over and took an instant dislike. The young lad came from muggle money circles. He had nice manicured nails and salon hair, bleach blond with blue tips. He had an air about him and reminded him of one of his mother’s suitors that had ravaged him as a child. Bane had been screwed over ever since he was six. The world would burn for that. Bane did a slashing spell on the prim and proper bastard. The tendons leading to the knees gashed open. The lad tumbled barely keeping himself from ending up face forward in the floor. Bane pulled his ‘wand’ from his robes shoving it deep into the lads’ throat. To Bane’s surprise the boy relaxed taking him in deep with out gagging. So we do have a little cock sucker here. Bane forced him to choke for air. Holding his head in place. He was begging for breath and gagging. Bane pulled out saliva dripping down his hairy yarbs onto his robes.
Bane placed this wand tip to the lad’s throat. He leans over whispering to the lad.
“If you do not pick a hole to fuck. You will be the one that dies the most, Horrendous way that any could imagine.”
“And if -if I do what you tell me. What then?” the lad whispers back.
“Then it will be quick.” Bane retorts.
“Death or Death what kind of choice is that?” the young man scoffs.
“The only one you got by sun rise everyone you walked in with will be dead. I am a man of my word.” the blonds eyes went wide. He struggled to his feet slowly disrobing. Closing his eyes he yanked himself erect. He went over to Mrs. Malfoy. Rubbing his prink on top of her arse. Smearing precum on the pucker of her arse. He grab her hips pushing her into his Johnson. A small scream of pain was covered by Yaxley pushing his dick down her throat.
Cissa is get pounded from both sides as Yaxley gets carried away.
Over across the way Claire and Katie are having a go at Rookwood. Katie is hexing him while Claire rides his face. Rubbing her juice pussy all over. He groans into her snatch as Katie hits him with another pain hex increasing the intensity while she screws together a multi ball strap on from her bag.
The whole party is getting under way with the guest enjoying the games forgetting their differences.
Bane promises to pull the girls off Rookwood if he will cooperate with his orders. He agrees and Bane pulls Katie out of his arse. Claire has pissed in his mouth at some point and his blood dripping from his prick and lower abdomen tiny scratch marks from Katie’s silver claws. She probably has them on now but they are disillusioned on her hands.
Avery seems to get the full force of the abuse no one has bothered to take him down from the wall. Matthew has decides to throw his acid jinx at him I have to catch him before he gets to hexed Bane noted. The major version of that spell is what Death Eaters use to dissolve bodies. Good luck getting blood stains out when we are done Bane chuckled to himself. He looks a mess. I have to get Devon to pour a potion down his throat before proceeding. I think Avery and Rookwood first. First though I think I will make a sandwich.
“Devon.” Bane called. Devon undid himself from the crying girl below him and another stepped up to take her.
“I need your kit.” Bane told him what potions he wanted used and told him to send Matthew over here. The sandy hair blond walked back over to Bane.
“You wished to see me My Lord.”
“Show Rookwood your talent would you.”
“Eagerly, My Lord.” Rookwood backed away as the man grabbed for his ‘wand’.
“Hold still.” Bane stepped up behind him. “That or you could always go back to the lovely ladies. He issued at the girls who were now watching the ruckus with Dolohov and four others playing round robin with a virgin mudblood trying to make her take her own maiden head by making her writhe in pleasure above a hard cock. She was having trouble trying to squat and not hump the guy. It would not be a pretty sight when she finally gave in at this point in the game. The girls smiled waving at them. Rookwood decided it was in his best interest to let the poof play with him.
Matthew waved his ‘wand’ lubing his fingers he pressed two fingers in Rookwood’s arse. He was masturbating his prostate after a few minutes Rookwood had gotten hard. Bane grabbed Cissa by the hair she had just finished off Yaxley her nose wrinkled in disgust. Bane dragging her across the floor to Rookwood. He pushed her face to his unyielding wand. She cried as she took the length of him in her mouth. He waved. A pretty red headed lad stepped his way. He stepped over Cissa’s round cheeks plunging his length in. Cissa had not stopped balling she was crying on and off since Bella. It made for a nice symphony of moans, grunts, sobs, slurps and squishing sounds. Bane peaked over at Lucius he had almost gone through a bottle a whiskey and had probably downed another earlier that evening.
Avery was brought over by the nipples leading was Devon swirling his wand behind him. although Avery looked better for ware he was still cut up and bleeding part of his arm was cut open skin and muscle hanging down. Voldemort said functional he did say nothing of brands or scarring on his faithful lackeys which would of course only strengthen there resolve they were being punished for failure. Looking closer he was still singed around the balls and his cock was soar and pink. Devon had a knack for experimenting with his potions for less duration and differing healing power. When they arrived he dismissed his follower and got Narcissa sucking both shafts. They had almost gotten hard when he told them they were to fuck each other. There screams joined the girls as he had to curse them into submission.
Blood was dripping down Crabbe Sr’s legs as he grabbed the girl. Thrusting up hard his jelly rolls rubbing up against her after she had fallen. Please stop she was pleading to him. Her pleas just making it worse on her. Crabbe had grabbed the girls throat to stop her from screaming. By the time her came in her the girl was dead her pussy still orgasms around his cock.
Avery’s and Rookwood’s screams grew louder echoing around the dinning hall. He had moved to curses using some of his followers wands that he was sure was not theirs. They had swiped them after all they had been taught by the best. Bane’s disciples rarely got caught. After a sufficient amount of cuts and pleasure they caved to do it. Cissa having the unpleasant task of trying to get them back up again.
The girls that ran was magical hanging upside down floating in midair. Monique peeled her finger nails off one by one with her wand. Monique was enjoying her self. She had been roughly raped bruises on her thighs, hips, and neck. I am the quiet type person. Not only had she been silenced but she had her ear drums burst blood leaking down from her ears. She could not be heard or hear what was going on. It made for a maddening experience especially if we took it a step closer to deprivation. She cast a spell pinching the nerves behind the girls eyes. She struggled and scream in midair as all went black. Monique did not want to do anything that could not be reversed yet. She the then wrapped a invisible rope around the girls clit and tits. Casually taking her time watching as she squirmed at each knot. She held taught the magic bond holding the floating girl racking her limbs and making her gasp for ever breath until she could not breath then let her loose. Dolohov looked over smiling. Looks like he may want to join in she thought. Monique smiled back at him.
Cissa had with much effort got the two men erect. Bane told them to pick a side of the coin. Avery choose heads. Rookwood tails. The sickle landed on Heads.
“Avery tails or do you want to be the one bending over.” Avery looked disgusted. He would have to choose.
“I will fuck him you sick bastard. Are we doing this the hard way or with lubrication?” Avery sneered. Bane had Rookwood bind over and pooled the lube in the middle of his back with his wand. Avery rolls his eyes. Lets get this over with. He thinks.
“Have at it.” Bane stood off to one side. When ever Cissa is unoccupied Bane has her attend to the lad with blond blue tipped hair. She was now running her tongue across the lads nipples. Bane had asked his name Gurthery Arison. Gurthery looks slated as Cissa stood spread across his lap. His limp dick between her legs. Bane often enjoy matching the opposing sexual orientation with one another.
“If you don’t start soon I will have to get Narcissa back over here. No touching your self.”
Avery took some lube from the back of Rookwood and smearing it down his crack. He was about to apply some to himself when her remembered what Bane just said. He had a vague memory of Bellatrix screaming at him.
“Who going to lube me if I can’t touch myself.” he muttered to Bane. Bane gave him a grin that made him shutter and shake.
“Cissy Darling Avery needs help preparing himself. Grab some lube and help him will you.” She stopped attending to Mr. Arison chin and hurrying over to Avery.
She dipped her fingers in the lube on the groove of Rookwood's back she slid her hand up and down Avery’s shaft then ran over the head he flinched and groaned. She provided to lube his balls and back side. Avery jumped when she slide her fingers into his arse. He turned around looking at her cross. She whispered in his ear.
“You never know with Bane it’s best to be prepared. I am sorry. So sorry.”
“No need to be. Let’s just get through this.”
“How touching” Bane retorted. “I believe you both have someone to attend.”
Avery and Cissa separated. Avery positioned him self at Rookwood’s arse. He had never done this before only had seen it done. He tried to do so without holding his cock. His cock rubbed up the crack sliding into the others family jewels. This was disgusting to him. Matthew had taken pity on help him after a few attends to guild his cock into Rookwood unaided. Matthew stroking his cock and leading it into the tight pucker but when Avery moved forward it hit the tail bone instead. The man in front of him jolted foreword on his knees. With aid it took three tries before he got his cock in stretching the ring in Rookwood’s arse he was so tight. Avery hated him self for this feeling good.
Meanwhile else were in the room. Dolohov was peeling off a piece of the mudblood’s thigh at the bequest of Monique who had cut off the slut’s left breast blood running in a pool down the side. The plain Jane was rubbing the severed breast over her body as she had returned to the pretty silver hair girl humping her privates making them both moan while a man held the girls arms. After the incident Yaxley had seen enough he left through the doors. Rodolphus was about to leave also when the pretty black haired vixen from under the table caught him in a lip lock. She backed him into the desk Lucius was sitting at and proceeded to peel back Rodolphus’s robes. Massaging his chest hairs and kneading his man tits.
Lucius looked at him and her with disgust. He grabbed the three bottles of comfort off the desk and sat down at the end of the dining table that was being rocked by several people using it as leverage for there pleasure. Lucius was only watching Cissy be a whore to a Mudblood who did not look like he was enjoying himself too much. Lucius’ attention turned a moment when Dolohov was cutting into the floating Mudblood’s finger tips. He always did like torchering people. Her dirty blood was spurting all over the wall. I will never get Bane’s stench out of this house.
Loathsome filthy animals defecating all over my home. Sick bastards the lot of them. A filth twat with blonde curls reached for his crouch as she passed him. He took her hand and flung it away. The moans were nothing but animal grunts to him. But when the filth twat went for a strip tease in front of him his loins began to ache. My Cissy was grinding into the mudblood's privates trying to breath life into his cock. I can’t stand this Lucius shouted out in his mind I have fucked up royally. Please. There was never someone there to stop this. He had tried to do so himself and could not. This is why he had come to be at Voldemort’s side. Because he could never stop Bane from haunting the one he had fell in love with. He watched as Bane pulled her off the young man and put her back to Avery who had gone soft being forced to fuck another guy. When he was hard again he mounted Rookwood; but this time he had Narcissa crawling under him sucking him off instead of taking him back to the mud. The twat had creep over rubbing her hand on his trouser snake. Lucius did not try to stop her this time. Bane stopped Narcissa to note what was going on and resumed blocking her from view.
“Looks like Lucius is finally having a go.” Bane squatted down beside them. “Poor man you really should be nicer to him after all he has went through to try to keep you from me.”
Narcissa started to sob. Still under Rookwood sucking his cock. His prick filling her mouth. Bane had her slide under him. He had Avery pull out a moment while Rookwood slid his ‘wand’ into her robes. He pumped into her a few times before being impaled on Avery’s long rod again. They were all getting tired and the night was still young yet.
The curly blonde went to unzip Lucius fly before she touched him she had leaned back on her heels. Lucius was giving her a stare that could Avada Kedavra a crowd. She stood straight up and sat next to chair on his right side. She looked at everything that the room had to offer and then stopped at the spinning girl that was now bleeding spurting blood from her fingers.
“That is going to leave a scar.” She stated issuing to the scene.
“Everything that Dolohov touches ends up dead unless other wise ordered not to.” Lucius was still sneering at her.
“I was not talking about the girl. You can’t stop him you know. Bane’s too powerful, too subtle, too underhanded. He’s just too good at what he does. No one has ever beaten him and no one ever will. Believe me I know how bad he gets. You - just figure out how to deal with it. Keep living the best you can. Until it gets to be too much and then it ends. It never ends well. Never.” She poured a drink in Lucius glass. ”once he has noticed you. Your fate is sealed.”
“Hope you don’t mind.” she drinks it down and pours him another.
She gets up to enjoy a Death Eater with curly brown hair and goatee. She looks deep into his hazel eyes and forget where she is.
Lucius looks deep with in the glass as it splashes and waves from the activity on the table. A tear falls in the glass making circles spiral. Lucius grabs hold of the table edge his knuckles turning white. There is a grunt over Narcissa as Rookwood comes in her creaming her hole. Avery had already finished. Bane has talked Rodolphus into having a go at her. He is the first in the line of four more waiting all Death Eaters. The others gathered around Cissa grabbed their cocks pumping them. Sucking off another. Rodolphus dips his ‘wand’ into the already soaked pool adding to it. The others had a go then the last cums up. He wanted more leverage so he took her to the dinning table. The pool dripped down her legs as the other short Death Eater took his place lifting her up sinking his ‘wand’ into her hole. Lucius gritted his teeth lowering his chin into his neck as recognized the filth collector called Alfredo Sawyer that now was having a go at his wife.
“Not so high on the hog now are we Lucius. Mr. and Mrs. Dark Lords favorites, not so special now are you. I think I’m gonna fuck your wife in every hole she has while you sit there limp dicked and helpless watching, when I get bored with her worn out tired old pussy I’m gonna fuck her up her ass. But don’t worry I wont finish there. Before I’m done I’ll take my shit covered dick out of her ass and shove it in her mouth so every time you kiss her you will taste her shit mixed with my sperm.” He then breaks into heartfelt laughter. As he pulls out shoving his dick in Narcissa’s ass. Lucius watches the man intently staring at him. He grits his teeth and sneers.
Meanwhile as Alfredo Sawyer makes good on his threats to Lucius. Crabbe Sr. is looking for his next drink. He has found the key to expensive section of select brands. Partaking in Lucius’ bar was a real treat. He looked in awe at Lucius’ stock.
Passing his hand over a deep black bottle classic, That Old Black Magic.
The next a bright green bottle with a live fairy swimming in the liquid she notes him and heads to edge of the bottle shaking her fist at him and make obscene gestures in his general direction..
Stinger Brandy. He picks it up real stuff too. He watches the scorpion whip it’s tail on the label. He places it back in the cabinet.
Mojo sure to get into any woman’s knickers with that the silk stocking girl on the bottle winked at him and crossed her legs adjusting her garters.
Fighting Unicorn blend Cognac with a unicorn fighting the Phoenix in shimmering silver print.
Gold Showers Rum he picks the bottle up the glowing a gold hue lighting his face which was the old stuff not the new crap version. Been awhile since I had a drink of that. It was too rare to open. He puts it back.
He gasp as he picks up the next bottle.
Merlin, real Mugwort Brandy, not a knock off either. He uncorks it smelling the aroma to make sure. Real stuff indeed. At 7750 galleons a bottle. He had it on occasion, mostly his birthday parties. You had to be a real man to drink the stuff. If you drank more then two finger you were drunk. More still and you were smashed out of your mind. The stuff was addictive. You would be gone before you knew what hit you if you drank too much. He poured the exactly two fingers in the glass. Took a sip. damn that's good. It mellowed him out. Back to the party.
"Hi Mr. Crabbe. My names Valery Bloomberg nice to meet you." She holds out her hand. Crabbe stared at her chest. What fine knockers she had there. She had to be his sons age though but then again maybe she just may just look spry for her age. He would not bed a witch if she was that young. With him being married and all.
“You look as old as my son.” he stated.
“I probably am but I like dirty old men. She grabbed the front of his robes. His prick was already stiff as a corpse.
“I would not bring my son to an event like this one.” He frowned at her but his body was saying something else entirely.
“My mother drags me to all of such events lately. If you don’t want me just say so.” she gives him a little pout.
“Why don’t you join the party over here Victor. Grey back called him over. Have a nice evening Valery.” He headed toward Grey Back who was zipping his fly up.
Cissa was getting pounded in the arse hard by Richard Mihailoff who had been on several muggle raids with Victor. He laughed as he reminisced about the muggles on the Millennium Bridge attack. The chaos, the screams, and the stupid muggle way they covered up things. Foreign terrorist, we showed them a bit of terror didn’t we. Show em loads, should have done more they deserve it they do. I figure we got more of those times to come. Another man finished. Crabbe Sr. went to take his turn when he noticed Lucius watching intently with a calculating look upon his face. He was not drunk enough to not notice were his prick was headed. He had started to beat off and stick it in; but he was stupid but not that stupid. Drunk but not that drunk. He recognized that Lucius was taking in every aspect of what they were doing and would wait until he had an opportunity to pay them back in-kind. He was a Slytherin after all and so was Victor. Now how to excuse him self with out drawing attention.
“I am too drunk to do this. Call me a house elf I got to lay down. Thanks for a great party.” he made sure that people got a good whiff of his breath.
“Okay your a house elf.” Mr. Mihailoff said teasing. His voice rumbling. At that moment blood and guts splattered across the room piece fly everywhere an eye ball plopped out of Mr. Crabbe's hair.
Laughing Richard said “I am glad these are not my good robes. Well it’s been surreal.
“I second that one.” Gray Back barked back hardly able to speak for laughing and choking at the same time.
“What happened?” Crabbe Sr. asked.
“I was watching it. The fellow over there in the orange jumper put his wand up that girls cunt, hex went off, and BOOM. Like a over heated cauldron parts fling everywhere cunt first. I don’t think I will be able to get it up for a while. So I hope no one is needing that service of me.” Grey Back stated. “Later gents.
Crabbe Sr. walked over to were Lucius was sitting "Sorry about the mess hope you get it cleaned up fairly well." He wanted to apologies to Lucius and wish him and Cissy both the best to get out of this intact but he couldn't come up with with better. He did not need to draw attention.  He nodded at Lucius. Lucius nodded back. Crabbe Sr. sneaked out the door while everyone was trying to get there heads together or lost in the moment. Shutter. Most of the Death Eaters were starting to depart. It had been too much for them to handle.
Dolohov and Monique had already cut the Mudblood slut in front of him to were she had no nose, no ear lobes, no knee caps, her arms were laying uselessly now the cartilage ripped from her elbows.Monique was trying to get him to cut her clit off with out the silencing spell. The piece of meat lay panting. Occasionally pleading for death.
“I think I will have a go at Cissy and head out.” Said Dolohov. He liked killing and brutally at that; but this was going a bit farther then his stomach could handle. He spent a while fornicating with Narcissa his blood boiling from the play he had with Monique. He had to sew some wild oats.
Lucius watched him. His mind processing every detail. He had got distracted during Grey Back’s turn when the pale haired mudblood had died. She looked much like Narcissa. He had known it was not her because she was over near Bane. But the look in her eyes as they went out in front of him made him jump. She had Cissy deep blue eyes and golden yellow blonde hair. She could have doppelgangered her. They had tied her up with magic in a painful position her hands had been bound to her ankles ; Grey Back had done it. If he recalled correctly from earlier when he had made a quick glance surveying the room earlier that evening. Someone had enlarged the girls tunnel to her womb it was bleeding out and they fucked her. Some one said she was on the rag. Her arse gapped open already had an enlarged a sperm sticking out of it. It wiggled in her arse. She screamed. Pleaded for aid from anyone she thought may give it to her. She had pleaded with those eyes for Lucius to end things. If had his wand he may have granted her the release. The sperms tail detached another was added. It wiggled down into the hole making a bulge in her stomach. They placed another enlarged sperm in her love channel to her womb. She yelled at them to get it out. They then did just as the girl asked and processed to pull the girls guts out the sperm in her arse. It dropping to the table like a large tad pole floundering around in shite and gore. She was still dead on the table in front of him. She was staring at him her guts hanging off the back of the table. He was haunted and paler. Merlin give me strength. I must be strong.
All the Death Eaters had had enough they had left the house. Bane's’ people were in a wild rut with each other. There were two females left and one male of the group they had brought. He was now taking the male to MacNair. The lad held his hair back and gladly devoured MacNair's cock. The blonde male with blue tips in his hair was only happy sucking cock anything else and it was forced. Bane had them at it all night long. Bane had talked some of the more sexually wavering Death Eaters to them. It was evident from the look in their faces that they were fucked up over this. It would be a long time before they would be able to look anyone who had been here tonight in the eye, if ever. They would still be feeling the shame and humiliation of it for the rest of their lives. They had been homosexually raped. Forced to rape each other. Humiliated in front of their lesser peers. Who at one time may have looked up to them. The floating girl across the way screamed in terror her arms flailing about in circles loosely failing. A hoop of fire engulfed her neck across to her untouched breast burning it off and burning her to ash slowly. The smell of burnt flesh permeated the room. Everyone had stopped watching as the young woman went up in flames.
It was over for the Death Eaters. He was thinking of leaving only to look over and see that Bane was taking Cissy over to an outer door. He was going for alone time with her. Lucius could not with stand it any longer. Wand of no wand he was going to try to wring Bane’s neck with his bare hands. Logically he knew he would die trying. He got up storming over his cloak flying behind him.
“Lucius. Strength and Dignity in the face of adversity.” Narcissa addressed him as he got closer. Bane’s Disciples had already started moving in on him. Bane had a kneazle that had ate the canary look on his face.
“Have fun Lucius. I think we will head to your bed chambers for the remainder of the morning.
That angered Lucius but the words Cissy had said steadied him. It was a verse that he used when ever his family was overwhelmed by something. If Draco was upset because Granger had bested him making him look foolish and Potter beat him in a Quidditch all that year. Lucius would just smile and say Strength, Dignity, and cunning in the face of adversity Draco always remember that. Of course his usually retort was to sneer and say you always say that or I know I know and dismiss it. When Cissy despaired that all was lost after the first wizarding war had ended. He had smiled and used the phrase. It was so common a phrase for Lucius that the family was sick of it.
Strength was failing. Dignity stripped away at the root. So all that remand was to wait and try to figure something out. Cissy was reminding him that she was depending on his cunning to get them out of this mess. He sadly retreated in the other direction.
He looked over to see the girl that had talked to him earlier. She was only a child. She was blood spattered, reeking of burnt flesh, and staring blankly her eyes tearing over. He thought about just passing by but instead asked her a question. “ Would you like to get out of here? Get something to eat perhaps?”
She nodded and began to rise when one of Bane’s Disciples confronted her.
“Where are you off to?”
“Mr. Malfoy was offering me something to eat.” The old man in front of her scoffed.
“Pixie.” A old woman answered.
“Accompany Valery and our gracious host will you?” sarcasium dripping from his lips.
The old woman nodded “You have not cleaned up. You look a mess Dear. Your a witch you don’t have to go around like that.” She waved her wand over her cleaning her body and robes. There was still blood stains on her silk green robe and she smelled of burnt flesh.
Lucius ignored the old woman like a house elf. Speaking of which Grove Shot came back with a calming herb tea and some finger sandwiches.
“What is your name young Lady?”
“Valery Bloomberg.”
“Your pretty young to be going through this.”
“Are not we all. My mother has followed Bane ever since I can recall. I grew up in his service.”
“Valery! Don’t be talking blasphemy I will have to tell your mother if you do.”
She looked over at the old woman “I was blessed by Our Lord Bane to have may maiden head taken by him.” She looked down at her feet.
Lucius saw the suffering in that statement. She was stuck in the world she was in as much as he and his family were.
“Not all of them are sick fucks but it helps.” She stated crudely. The old woman went to say something but Valery lifted her hand waving her off.
“Your hear to watch me. Tell them what you will. I don’t care.”
“You know Bane’s using me to get to your wife right? And here you are chatting with me.” She looked as if she wanted to talk with someone but knew it was no use.
“As you say. Who cares? What’s done is done lets make the most of it.” Valery and his nerves were shot. Talking with each other helped them not fall apart. He even got a smile out of her. It was pretty and well deserved it’s place there. He could see that it was awkward to her.
Meanwhile up stairs. Cissa was sick she could not do this anymore. He was trying to get her to swallow his cock.
“Please I can’t. I beg you. To stop. I will do anything just not suck you. Please.”
“Ungrateful whore.” He hexed her.
“Please, I can’t hold anymore. I feel sick. Please!”
“You’ll hold one more load now do it.” he placed another set of jinxes and curses on her. Until she relented.
“ Alright!” She sobbed with anger. She fondled his gems placing the in her mouth. Running her tongue up and down his rod. She flicked her tongue at the head of his prick. Then screwed her way down her throat and up again. This went on for an hour. He came in her. She did not want to swallow but he made her. Help! she screamed on the inside her stomach was wiggling with sperm it was making her deathly sick.
“Please stop this! you know what happening. Help me! Please!”
“What do I get if I do?”
“I will submit to you for the rest of the morning.”
“I already have the means to do that.” He raised his wand.
She crawled over to him and started pulling his sacks up trying to reach his arse.
“Good little butt slut.” She knew he wanted to abjectly humiliate her. She felt sick. Felt like she was being eaten alive by worms. He turned over and giving her better access to his arse she licked him clean put her tongue in the pucker of his arse pushing her tongue into it flicking at it.
He moaned she felt even worse. After he was slated he took her to the bathroom. She would rather he let her throw up all over herself. Then she would not get dunked in the vomit. He had been after her so long everything, no matter what he did, was getting predictable. But what he did next frightened her. She thrown up and then he leaned in comforting her rubbing circles in her back. He was usually very sadistic but he almost sounded sincere. He wiped her mouth and let her rinse.
He then hoped in the show with her raising her leg above over his hip scooping out cum. He pinned her breast in the back of the shower massaging her with shoulders with his lips. He was usually wanting to see her degraded in front of him.
Well our time almost is up. The sun was peeking over the garden below.
“You stay here.”
Bane checked in with his followers. Mr. Arison was about to be cut open balls first. The other two girls lay dead their bodies mended together from what looked like some of Lucius prized silver. The faces were mended together as they kissed and came. He appraised the scene and then barely intervened for the sight on the girls.
“I told you not touch this one like that."
"Sorry My Lord. I had not been told.” he set her robes on fire. She was slightly crisp when he lowered the flames.
“I am a man of my word. Victoria hand me Narcissa's old school wand.” She handed him the wand.
“Avada Kedavra” Gurthery Arison was no more. He dropped to the floor dead. Bane waltzes off to find Lucius.
“Hello Lucius. He entered the study. I gave Cissy a night to remember. If I find you moved from the bed room I will give her a nightmare next time and don’t think I will not get the chance. She is up stairs waiting on you.”
“Oh by the way was Valery any good? She always been a lame fuck to me.” Lucius shook his head not answering. He smiles wolfishly and walks out the door.
He opened the bedroom door. “Lucius.” Cissy cried. Fling herself in his arms.
“I am so sorry My Love I tried to keep you safe. I have fucked up royally.” He slid to his knees. His crestfallen head in her stomach.
“You have done all could --- Do. You have kept him off of me every time you could--- since we hooked up -- all those years ago. I could not ask for better.” She fell in front of him leaning her head on his. They both started sobbing uncontrollably for awhile. Finally his head rested on top of hers.
“I will have to find some way to make you safe. It’s only a matter of time before Bane finds out that The Dark Lord has taken my wand and refused me use of another.” tears were falling down his face he backed away and hung his head again. “I will have a talk with Bella. Have her move into the Manor. The Dark Lord has made this his head quarters I am sure your sister would stay. I will never forgive Rodolphus for taking you. He should have left but instead decided to stay behind to rut with the animals.” anger in his voice.
“Calm down Darling, bury it. There is nothing that can be done for now and your right. We will be in need of my sister’s aid.” She ran her hands through his pale blond locks. Kissing him on the forehead.
“Anything that happened during this-- with you or me stays there for now. I don’t want to remember it. I don’t want to know.”
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