Info: Sequel to "Shadows swallow."
Spoilers then.
Characters: a bit 'all
Rating: NC-17
Magic distorted
"Hermione, sve ..."
The gray eyes flashed the senior Malfoy.
At the same time, the pain of the mark began to throb in his shoulder, tearing his voice to warn her friend, and the same breath. Desperate, Ginny glanced at Malfoy. He did not understand why that morning to his Lord, Lucius, had woken up with the violence el'avesse dematerialized back there, in the apartments of Voldemort. Why
Draco was chained to the wall, gagged and covered with scratches and marks on the face of lashes on the rest of the body?
Hermione still had her eyes closed, Ginny beginning to think that it was not quite asleep. 'Wake up, please wake up,' she thought. He could not visit him next, because Lucius had pushed her and locked in a corner of the room.
Macnair had gone to call Lord Voldemort, and now ahead of him in the entrance. The Wizard
pushed aside his Death Eaters and Ginny stared at the chalk face of increasingly emaciated, dominated by those red eyes.
"There's something I must confess, Weasley, before that I should ask dovertelo?"
Ginny shook her head. He did not understand what he meant. What the blame?
Voldemort ordered her to stand up and grabbed his chin. "No? I guess no ... do not remember anything that you signed the agreement with the traitor, the son of Malfoy? "
" Yes ... Sir, I have not made any acco ... "
" Liar! "The backlash of the slap he received bounced against Ginny wall, and made her wear out against the corner of the room. Voldemort wanted it back on its feet. "Now hear the version of my half-breed." Leaned against the wall and walked over to Hermione.
The girl could not have avoided the stock even if it was already awake. Bound to the stone floor with chains, screamed and groaned when his boot struck the side of Voldemort.
"I have a couple of questions for you, open your ears. "
" Yes, sir. "
Ginny clenched eyelids. He lived first-hand the humiliation that these two words were able to emphasize. This future would be Voldemort's death was worse, much worse.
"Have you done a spell, about four or five hours ago. I guess you do not know anything, like the Weasley ... "Hermione
, scared, shook his head.
"For this to be ...." From where he stood, Hermione could see just grazed the boy chained to the wall. He recognized her hair blonde at the moment when he tried to shout something, to no avail because of the gag.
"No?" What
had to respond to their master? Taking into account that Voldemort Ginny played with them as he had never done since he had marked. A subtle game that, Lucius Malfoy and Macnair, proved to be very funny.
But Voldemort did not laugh, not at all amused. He was rather offended, offended by the responses she and Hermione had given.
"No one can try to fool me, Granger. In this cell, as in that of the Weasley Malfoy Manor, there are still traces of the powerful spell. But I can not understand what magic is done. It 's hidden, you know? And I can not "- another kick -" tolerate " - Yet another - "to be laughed at, and you know it."
Hermione groaned only now, with every kick, no longer even had the voice to scream.
"Enough, please!" Cried Ginny. He could not bear to see her reduced to that state.
"Enough?" Voldemort walked over to her. "I just started to punish you, Weasley."
"But we do not know ... nien"
The pain of the magic tore a scream.
"Silence! I have not given permission to speak. I do not want to have you, because you've given to Lucius. But do not dare to intervene in decisions that affect the half-breed! "Returned
by Hermione.
"I do not know what to do with you, Granger. You are uneducated, hopeless. "
Ginny barely suppressed a sob.
Hermione was helpless under the figure of Voldemort, his eyes wide with terror.
"This evening, after Potter has replaced the Hourglass of the recall, you will be handed over to the Dementors."
"No!" Yelled Ginny, beside herself, immediately immobilized by Lucius Malfoy.
Voldemort ignored it this time. He stared at Hermione, challenging it to issue any complaint, ready to punish her. "Just try to live your last day without causing more pain to your friend."
was then that Ginny saw the air wrinkling of the room, and for a moment had the distinct impression that a figure, semi-transparent and translucent, observe the scene, shifting his gaze from the two of them to another prisoner, Draco Malfoy.
Then he saw the woman smile for the first time. Now if it was the front again in the dingy room filled with a mixture of foul odors.
"Be patient, girl. You will not be immobilized for much longer. "
Ginny tried to control breathing.
He could not move, why? What did the woman she and Hermione?
"I really do not know? And 'the memory that immobilizes. Your bodies are elsewhere, are unnecessary weight. I work a lot better on the minds. "
" Who are you? "Asked Hermione.
"Come on, you know me well. I was with you when you questioned Voldemort ... Now remember, right? The Curse also included this: you would have said, slowly, piece by piece, all that Malfoy had tried to save you. But only towards the fulfillment of prophecy, that is, now, would you have connected the whole. "
" You Lei .. "Ginny began to fear turning into anger," ... you are the demon. "
" was afraid that my offspring, Voldemort ... I suggest you see me the same way. Voldemort has done nothing but serve no even realizing it.
"I will not tolerate more similar tones of voice from you. Now sit back, still waiting for someone. "
Hermione and Ginny exchanged a look of pure panic. They could formulate any hypothesis, they began to understand that there would come to the reality that awaited them. The Prophecy ... what is it? Who were the people who waited for the demon?
What would happen to their bodies if they had not been able to return?
"They are dying, right?"
"No, Seamus, do not give up!"
"What should I think, Neville? You tell me. The bodies are dehydrated, despite all the potions Chips that continues to give them. Tell me, how do you see? "
Luna bowed his head, which is suffering in the face of that resignation.
She had not wanted to believe, the beginning did not want to be convinced that the message was truthful Seamus. But when they returned to the castle, stopping for a moment without thinking about their honeymoon, she and Neville were found in front of two girls in those two bodies slowly abandoning their lives. It was not fair, it was not just that happiness was so fragile, capable of breaking the whim of a demon, after all they had already faced because of Voldemort.
"Harry and Ron," asked Luna, Padma. The friend she bit
lip. "They went along with Lupin. They wanted to talk to Malfoy. She's gone too McGonagall. And Moody, the only one who could tell us the truth, does not want to do it. "
Seamus stared for long moments Ginny's face, as if in a trance. "And I can not bear it any longer. I go to Bill. "
" What do you think that will tell you everything? "
" Neville, I have groped. "
" I come with you. "Neville turned to Luna.
"Rest here. Go you. Vai, Padma ... "The three
poured out of the infirmary. Luna took into his hands frozen to Ginny, and focused on the wedding banquet, which had seen them happy than they had ever been.
After a period of incalculable time, filled with horror when she and Hermione had distinguished the bodies tied to the walls of this room, all around them, Ginny could hardly control the waves of panic that the submerged.
"Who are you waiting for?" He heard from her friend request.
The woman, who was caressing the face of a blond girl, now became a corpse, he turned to fix the brunette who had spoken.
as Ginny was sucked from deep wells that were the eyes of the woman. "Hermione, do not ..."
"Who are we waiting for?"
The woman did not answer.
"We at least know why we have to die? "
" But you do not have to die, far from it. "
" Stop playing with us. I will not serve to make you fear the most. What is Prophecy? "
" Be careful what you say, girl ... "
" Revenge? It will not be much worse than we did Voldemort. "
" It will become, if not learn to keep quiet. The Prophecy takes revenge, yes ... but not for me. I'm only a reliable performer. Maybe I will draw the life and benefits, and perhaps you too, if I would bend. "
Ginny felt in the mouth the bitter taste of fear. "Who should we submit? "
" To your destiny. E 'marked it all. You are making possible the redemption of the Ancient Power. You will be the mothers of Principles. "
'The Sons of the blue', thought Ginny. He wanted to give birth to their instruments of his vengeance? He decided he would rather be dead.
A servant came to the beautiful woman. "Mistress, they're coming, they discovered the breach."
"Well, there is everybody?"
"Even your enemy," the servant nodded.
"Very good, better than expected. Freedom of the walls, make room for our guests. "
The servant began to leave ties from the corpses, under the astonished gaze of his two prisoners.
Continued ...
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