TW: mentions of sexual abuse.
AnnaLeigh Malfoy
It wasn't long after that, that he had left.
Left me still bound and by myself. Once the darkness took over the last shred of light, I let the tears drop. Not only was I in danger but now so was my family and that had gotten me more riled up then anything. I could do not a thing about this, I couldn't warn anyone and I couldn't let Draco know I was ok because I was anything but.
I felt as though I could pass out at anytime. I was starved, my stomach had stopped rumbling two hours ago and I was extremely thirsty. My mouth, lips and throat were dry, I couldn't even produce the proper amount of saliva.
I had no clue what day it was, what time it was or how long I had been down here for.
Standing in the darkness, my mind started to wonder. What was he going to do with me? Was I gonna die? All I could think about was if Draco was actually looking for me or not.
I mean, I knew that the second he thought something was off, he would come running but what if he didn't know. What if Scorpius had done something to him as well?
The thought made my eyes well in tears. I didn't wanna be here, I didn't wanna be around him, I didn't wanna talk to him, I didn't wanna see his face but all of this.
I was forced to do.
Why couldn't he just leave me alone? I thought back to what I had done, what made him hate me so much but I couldn't put my finger on it. If anything, he broke my heart, he cheated on me, he sexually assaulted me.
Yet here I was getting punished for it.
These last 14 years had been easy, way too easy. I should of known that something bad was bound to happen by now but I thought I had gotten away, he's in prison, he can't touch me.
Merlin, was I wrong.
He swore he would get back at me, that day in court, what he said—I'll never forgot, but I thought by then, we would be living away, off the radar and he wouldn't find us.
I thought he would of got the help he needed.
It was only when the door opened, that I allowed myself to open my eyes. It was bright, something my sight wasn't used to and it hurt, made my heart ache and my eyes want to screw themselves shut.
I didn't know who it was, it wasn't Scorpius.
He was tall, a big build, brown hair. I tried to get a better look at his face but there was not enough light. He was carrying a tray and a water bottle, I almost felt myself collapse at the sight.
"Dinner" he said. His voice rough and deep "I'm gonna need to untie your hands but you behave or it won't end well, understand?"
I nodded Frantically. All I wanted was some water and I would do anything for some right now. He gave me a weary look, deciding whether he could trust me or not but look at him, he had to be atleast 6'3 and I was 5'6--he really had nothing to fear.
He nodded before walking towards me. I felt my breath hitch when his body pressed against mine, running his hands up my hips, around my waist then over my breasts, I whimpered quietly. I wanted to be any where but here.
Please god, anywhere but here.
"Now I see why Scorpius went through all this trouble" his lips barely grazed my ear, His hot breath left a moist and unpleasant feeling up the side of my face "You're really quite pretty, aren't you?"
"Please" I said quietly "I just want some water"
"You want water?" He smirked, untying my arms. instantly I fell to the ground before his feet, my arms felt heavy and my limbs were locked sore, a sob drew my mouth "Beg for it" I held my head low and almost felt myself scream when he wrapped a hand in my hair, pulling my head up to face him "I said, beg for it"
I looked him in the eyes, refusing to say anything. I watched as his expression twisted and I let my eyes rake down his body until they stopped at the wand sticking from his pocket.
I got an idea.
"You want me to beg?" I asked, trying my best to stop my lower lip from trembling in fear "let me stand and i'll show you what it really looks like when I beg" I rolled my tongue on the inside of my cheek and battered my eyelashes up at his disgusting grin.
he let go of my head and I held myself from a cry.
"Stand up then" He demanded. I nodded, trying with all my strength to push myself from the ground. I managed to stand on my feet, tussling my ankles to loosen the rope.
He walked towards me and I took this as my que. I placed my hands flat on his chest, sinking my teeth into my lower lip and looking up at him. I blinked slowly, reaching my hands down his chest and around to his back pocket, where his wand was "Please"
"Please what, slut?" He grinned devishly, the glint in hid green eye was anything but holy.
"Please" I trialed off, slowly wrapping my hands around his wand a drawing it from his pocket. He didn't seem to notice, his focus glued to my lips and chest "Please don't ever fucking touch me again"
Before he could respond, I pushed him back, pulling his wand fully from his pocket. He gave a shout and fell to the ground and I didn't give him anytime time get back up.
"Petrificus totalus!" I shouted and watched his body turn still on the floor. I smiled and dropped onto the floor, pulling the ropes off my feet and searching his body for the key to the door as fast as I could, before someone stormed in.
I let a breath of relief leave my mouth as I pulled the key from his pocket, I smiled and stood to my feet, running across the empty room and towards the door. I fumbled with the key, trying my best to calm down and push it into the hole.
I succeeded and procceded to open the door slowly, sticking my head out to make sure the coast was clear. Once it was, careful to not make any noise, I left the room.
As I started to walk down the dark hall, my nose turn up at the smell. It was raw, reeked of wet dog, the air was moist and heavy and I couldn't drain out the faint sound of feminine moans, drowned out with heavy music that thumped the floor I walked on.
I furrowed my eye brows and squinted my eyes, trying to get a better look of what was ahead of me in this candle light. It was another door, a tall dark oak door, decorated in beautiful deep wooden carvings that ran up the boarder and along the middle.
I dared myself to the open the door, pressing my ear up against it, hearing nothing but the music above me.
Where was I?
I sucked in a deep breath, clutching the wand tighly in my hand before I pushed the door open. I walked in and immeadiatly, I felt my eyes well up in tears. A girl, she couldn't of been no more then 16, laid on the floor on a dirty mattress, her body only covered by the bloodstained sheets she wrapped herself in.
I covered my hand over my mouth and instantly dropped to my knees before the mattress. She appeared to be asleep, Merlin, I hope she was asleep. I stuck the want in my pocket and cupped her face in my hands. her skin was warm, which was a good sign but she was unresponsive.
"Hey, sweetheart. Can you hear me?" I spoke in the most quiet tone I could as to not startle her. I almost felt myself fall back when I heard a shattered cry leave her lips.
"P-Please don't hurt me again" She whimpered "Im so-so sore" she kept her eyes screwed shut and I felt my heart break. she had scrapes up and down her cheeks like she had been dragged across a carpet, her lip was swollen and busted, it looked recent and bruises covering the skin I could see.
"No-No, baby" I said "Im not here to hurt you. Im a doctor and im going to help you but I need you to open your eyes and sit up please"
She slowly opened her eyes, her once white Sclera was shot red. I reached my hand up slowly, she flinched back
"Its ok" I assured her. She breathed out slowly, leaning into my touch. I tilted her head up, looking into her eyes—she had a subconjunctival haemorrhage beneath her right eye. These were usually caused by a broken blood vessel, she had been hit numerous times "Shit, Whats your name?"
"C-Crystal" She said quietly, backing her head from my gentle grip.
"Ok, Crystal. How did you get down here?" I asked.
"I-I was just walking home from school an-and some guys jumped me. Th-they beat me and threw me into this car—I couldn't see what kind" I watched a tear roll down her cheek.
"What school, Crystal?"
"St Mary's" she whimpered softly.
She's a muggle.
I covered my hand over my mouth and fell back onto my legs "How long have you been down here?"
"I don't know" She sobbed "But I wasn't the only one down here. There were other girls, about 10 of them but every so often, a man would come in and make us line up against the wall with our backs turned. He would pick a girls and she would leave, never to come back"
What the fuck is this?
"I just wanna go home" she cried, sitting up and letting the sheets fall over her naked chest. I averted my eyes and stood up, pulling my sweater over my head and handing it to her.
"Put it on" I said "We're leaving" she nodded slowly, pulling the sweater on.
This chapter hurt to write.
Word count 1765.