A/N: Attention, this chapter might be triggering. CURSING, INSULTS AND VIOLENCE!!!!!
Draco POV
Blaise had left quite some days ago, and I had pushed him and the matter in the back of my mind.
I was about to read the last letter my relatives sent me, because I had been interrupted more than one time.
The first time Toppy had brought me my tea and asked for another evening off. Slowly I was becoming interested in meeting the person that was taking up so much of her time.
The second time a costumer of mine needed an emergency meeting with me and then the factory fire-called, an experiment had failed and three people had been hurt. I informed their families and sent them to the hospital owned by me.
Luckily all my workers lived in the village at France near the factories and the hospital, so they could visit the hurt workers as soon as possible and I didn't need to pay for their transportation.
When I felt my dark mark burn I groaned. "Guess I won't finish my mail today." I was apparated to the dark lord's location, seeing him going around angrily, his wife behind him.
At the edges of the room people were standing around and talking to each other. They weren't death eaters, I could tell by checking their arms quickly. But I could tell that some of them had long teeth.
The other death eaters appeared and together we approached the dark lord. "You called, my Lord?" Goyle said and bowed.
"Yes, I hope you brought some anger with you, when my information is right, then this here will be quite a show." he told us when I saw someone pushing through us and into the arms of the dark Lord.
"Father. Mother." Harry said after hugging both of them.
Two other persons appeared, one looked like a female Harry with 40 years*, and Neville.
"Good that you are here. Let's sit down." We all made a seat appear for ourselves and sat down in a half circle.
I was about to talk to Harry, who was sitting In between Neville and his father, when the vampires stopped whispering and stood up straight.
The big double-doors opened, and the vampires bowed their heads when a person appeared.
"Master!"
they greeted the newcomer. He was carrying someone, or someones. Two he held by their collars, and one he had thrown over their shoulder.
"Greetings, Lord Gaunt. My name is Blaise Zabini, master of the coven that is standing around you. I brought you the so called 'golden trio'"
Blaise threw two of them on the ground in front of the dark lord's feet, while he sat the last person down slowly.
They were all bound with rope, but not gagged.
"Let us go, you cruel beast!" Weasley said and crawled to his girlfriend.
"Ron, what is going on?" the one nearest to Blaise asked scared.
"Just shut up, Paul." Ron hissed and gave the boy a hateful look.
"I will give you them, if I get my reward." Blaise said and stepped nearer to the dark lord.
"Wait my friend. I need to make sure these are the persons I asked for. Harry, love, would you?" he said with a smirk and his beautiful son stood up from his chair.
He first approached the mudblood first.
"Harry! What are you doing here? Are they hurting you? You just need to cut our ropes and we can help you escape!" the pathetic girl tried, but Harry didn't seem bothered by her at all when he touched her hair and casted some spells at her.
"I'm fine, never been better." he said to her and approached the ginger next.
"Harry, you are working with the dark side! Are you under some spell that you don't understand us? We are your friends!"
"Still loud mouthed and as stupid as a toad. It's the real one. As is the girl. They are Ronald Billius Weasley and Hermione Jane Granger. For the last one, I can't tell, I need to check him." Harry told us and stepped in between them to approach the last boy.
"Harry, you are betraying your real friends!" Ron hissed.
"Shout your mouth Weasley!" Neville said from his seat.
"And you too, Neville! What did we ever do to you?" Hermione said and Neville rolled his eyes while crossing his arms and feet.
"Exactly, what did you ever do for me? Nothing. I couldn't expect anything from you. I heard your name-calling, Ron. I saw the looks you gave me, Hermione. I don't understand how Charlie is related to you, Weasley."
I saw that Harry was about to touch the boy in the back, when the woman looking like him jumped up and wings grew from her back.
"No Harry, don't you feel the energy around him?" she asked. Harry jumped back while she approached him.
"I didn't, grandmother. What is it?" he asked her while she took out her wand and casted some spells on the boy on the ground.
The second the boy was touched by the spell, his eyes opened wide. He scurried to the back of the room into a corner.
"Imperius charm" Harry's grandmother said and Blaise eyes flared up.
He ran over to the boy and tried to scoop him up, but he started to struggle and cry.
"Let him in peace, you big oaf! He is scared, don't you see?" Harry ordered Blaise and pushed him out of the way.
The second Harry and his grandmother were near the boy, he clung himself on the woman and hid in her neck.
"What's going on?" the dark lord asked irritated, and his wife hit him on the head and shook his head.
"Please remind me why I married you. He is feeling the submissive's pheromones of my mother. Now back to you, master Zabini. The land is yours, and which one do you want?" Severus said and gestured to the pair lying on the ground.
Blaise looked directly at Severus and said: "Paul McBeth. You can keep these two, I don't care one bit for them, as long as they are getting what they deserve." He bowed before the dark lord and went over to Paul, and his look said everything.
This scared boy won't be fed to his younglings, but rather spend a lot of time in Blaise's private chambers.
After they had left, his coven followed them out and most likely back to their home. Back to the matter at hand.
The pair on the ground has started to spit out insults at us, and cursing us. The second Harry had sat down the dark lord stood up and went around the two.
"What should we do with you? Maybe let Bellatrix torture you? Oh yeah, she is not here today. Your luck, or not? Maybe should I do it myself? No, that would mean moving a finger for your pathetic selves. Severus love, do you have an idea?"
My godfather shook his head and looked over to Harry.
"Father!" my pretty angel exclaimed, and the dark lord turned to him.
"They have betrayed me, how about I decide their punishment?"
The mudblood and the Weasel looked shocked.
"Harry no! Have mercy!" Granger screamed, but Harry's look was cold.
"Jackson. Draco. Joe. Olliver."
"Yes love?" we asked back and stood up from our seats.
"See this as a little extra challenge. Get as much information out of them as possible. As a team." We nodded and turned around, facing our victims.
"And who would you be?" the ginger spat out.
"Harry's soon-to-be-husband" we said at once looking at each other.
"Harry, you are a greedy slut!" the girl shouted, "not only one man, but four?! We are risking our lives out there, and you, you are enjoying yourself, swimming in wealth! I am sure you are their slut and they are using you like the bitch you are!"
"Silencio!" I said and silenced Granger. She was making Harry uncomfortable, I didn't like that one bit.
"Hey Draco, can you pass me the chick? It seems her boyfriend really clings to her!" Joe asked me and I threw her into his direction. She landed with a 'hmpf' in front of him.
"How about you tell us everything, and we won't hurt her as much?" Olliver said to Ron, but the latter shook his head.
"Joe, don't you think she is pretty? But I don't really like her face."
"You are right Jackson. It's so unsymmetrical. Maybe a big scar on both sides would make it better?"
"Yeah. Draco, do you have a knife? A glass shard would do the trick too." I shook my head, but summoned Toppy.
"What can Toppy do for master?"
"Bring me my old knife, the blunt one. While you are at it, grab the Veritaserum and a phial of whatever is in my cauldron."
Toppy nodded and returned with the things I asked for.
I threw the Veritaserum at Olliver, so he could give it to Ron, and I gave the knife to Joe.
"Where do we start? Under the eyes? On the forehead?" Joe asked and placed the knife in Hermione's face.
"Stop, please! I will tell you whatever you want! Dumbledore is trying to infiltrate the ministry! And he is hiding at the Burrow, still." Ron shouted.
Joe gave me a quick look and I shook my head. "Sorry boy, not enough!" Jackson said while Joe made a cut from under Grangers eye down to her chin.
The silencing charm stopped her moans of pain, but the look would have given Bellatrix an orgasm.
I stepped nearer to Hermione.
"You know Ron, you Gryffindors are sooooo brave. Do you see this potion in my hand? It's a normal, harmless potion, when finished. But, it isn't finished and I want to know what it does now. How about your girlfriend will try it for me?" I asked him and held the vial in front of his face, before turning to Hermione.
While Jackson held her mouth open.
"No! Stop! The Order has planned to attack the school next week! They will attack the seers next month, and he promised to some dude that he could have Harry when the war is finished."
We all turned our head by the last info.
The dark lord jumped up from his seat and kicked Ron in the face.
"That is enough. Bring the two of them into the cells." He orders and we let them go, but not before I poured the potion down Ron's throat.
What I didn't tell him, that it was a fully brewed diarrhoea-potion, it will make him shit for days on end!
* her age is actually 55, she just looks young for her age.
A/N: I know, the chapter is a little out violent, it just seamed that you all wanted something cruel for Harry's former friends. AND DUMBLEDORE WILL BE NEXT!!!!
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