The Dove

There were more female mudblood than males ones. There were so many females that they needed two rooms to hold them in. Dungeon Number Six was where Kate Hughes was imprisoned in. She was a Hufflepuff. A lot of Healers these days came from that house. Dove was a Healer herself, and could have possibly diagnosed herself if she were coherent and strong enough. Alas, Kate was the second best according to the eldest Malfoys.



Scorpius didn\'t wish to leave Dove\'s side so Lucius had volunteered to fetch the Twenty Six year old woman from room she was locked up in. Along with him, were three Enforcers that he had requested to assist him. He would have no problem controlling the Mudblood woman, but it was always a good idea to have at least four people around when opening one of the rooms. There were over twenty people in some of the them; wandless or not, they could overpower one man.



A masked Enforcer guarded the door, ensuring that there was no secret escape attempt. When he saw Malfoy Senior, he made no hesitation to step out of the way. "Sir." He said, greeting him respectively.



"Jordan." Lucius greeted back before unlocking the door with his wand. The three other Enforcers followed him inside and he shut them all in, locking it the door back up behind them.



There were nineteen mudblood women in this room. Some coward in the corners of the room, avoiding eye contact, others rose bravely with stiff stances and dirty looks. None of them spoke though. It had been nearly a week since the take over, many of them had learned their place by now. Several of them wore bruises, gashes, and cuts, along with rips in their clothing.



Mudbloods were free to anyone - for the time being. The women were kept alive for this purpose, a reward for the Enforcers\' loyalty for the side they chose.



"Kate Hughes." Lucius called out. "You are needed."



"Are you going to rape her too?!" spat a woman with dark hair.



"I have done no such thing." He sneered. "I can change that though if you feel I should. A young piece of cunt sounds about lovely right now."



The woman clamped her mouth shut.



"I will not ask again. Kate Hughes, step out of the crowd now."



There were a few moments of shuffling before a tall woman with almost yellow hair stepped slowly out into the open. There was a reason this woman hadn\'t been messed with; she was what Scorpius would call \'fugly\', a term the young people used combining the words "fucking" and "ugly".



Well, not everyone can be beautiful. He wrinkled his nose at her big conker that took up half her face. She had a thick, dark yellow uni brow. Her legs were that of a man, she had no ass, and no breasts.



"Sir?" She said quietly with her eyes to her feet.



"Follow me." He ordered. "I should not need to warn you not to try escaping. It\'s impossible to do, and will only excite the Enforcers if they have to look for you." He told her. "Even if you do look unappetizing."



"Yes, sir." The woman mumbled and followed the man out of the room and up two floors to Scorpius room.



Kate suddenly appeared nervous once she saw the room of Malfoys that awaited for her entrance.



"Dove!" She gasped running to the bedside. "What have you done to her?" Kate demanded to Scorpius.



"Shut up or I\'ll back hand you, mudblood!" He snapped with a scowled.



Kate obeyed, turning back to Dove, tearing up at the sight of her kind house mate.



"You are going to heal her." Scorpius ordered. "If she dies, you will too."



The woman stiffened at that. "I\'ll need my wand then, Sir."



Once she had her wand back in her possession, Kate went right to work. "Her major problem is being infected with imp fever." She informed the Malfoys as she healed the other problems. "Along with dehydration, depression, stress, and trauma. The combined mix is... deadly."



"Can she be cured?" Scorpius asked.



"If I can kill the infection before it spreads to her brain." Kate\'s attention went to Draco. "Do you have a stock Nomstone Tonic? I need three vials of it."



He nodded and conjured them.



The Healer poured two of the potions down Dove\'s throat, then addressed the Malfoys. "Um, I have to do something that will look like I am trying to kill her. I just want to warn you before I do it."



The group nodded, permitting Kate to further her task.



Kate tapped Dove\'s forehead to numb it and slow blood flow down before she cut it open with a deep slit. She then added the third potion to the open wound, drop by drop. "This will prevent spreading. The tonic will actually seep through the skull to find her brain and protect it." Kate explained to the watchers. Kate sealed up the cut then, and with another spell, the mark was gone, making it look like it never happened.



"If the Nomstone kills the infection, she\'ll be back to herself in a few days. Make sure she drinks her liquids when she wakes up. For now, this is all I can do for her."



"Any idea where she got the fever?" Astoria asked.



Kate shrugged. "It\'s everywhere. Many of us are immune to it but if we\'re weak from illness, or stress, we can catch it quickly without realizing it." He sent Scorpius an accusing look.



"Get out of here!" He growled dangerously. "Get out of my face now!"



"My pleasure, sir." And Lucius escorted her back to the dungeons.



* * *



When Dove woke up hours after she had been healed, she noticed a small stinging at her forehead. She pressed her fingers to it and winced. It was tender. Why? What happened?



"She\'s awake!" She heard Scorpius gasped and several pairs of feet stepped toward her.



She felt Phineas shift slightly about her, and he began pruning her hair, startinh at the roots. Dove tilted her head from the tickling sensation.



Scorpius\' blue eyes found hers, and if she didn\'t know any better, she may had seen a hint of remorse for her. But Scorpius was incapable of such these days.



Both pairs of Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy stood near her. They all looked at her. Draco gave her a tiny smile, Lucius nodded approvingly, Narcissa looked relieved, and Astoria lay her hand on Dove\'s, giving it a tight squeeze.



"Um... why are you all here?" Dove confusingly asked.



"You were very ill, dear." Narcissa said, sitting herself down next to Dove and giving her knee a pat.



"We thought you weren\'t going to make it." Draco told her.



"Potters never give up though, right?" Lucius actually smiled at her with that.



"Why does my head hurt?" She grimaced as she touched it again an in effort to sooth it.



"Kate Hughes had to cut you open." Scorpius replied. He conjured a cup of tea for her. "She said you needed to drink more."



"Could I have something to eat too?" Dove asked. "I am awfully famished."



Between the five Malfoys, Dove ended up with a mountain of food. "Thank you, but I am sure I can\'t eat this all." She said eying the seven plates of food that were scattered across the bed.



"We will find a use for the left overs, Dove, just eat, and let us worry about everything else. Focus on staying healthy." Narcissa said kindly.



The older Malfoys left then, leaving Scorpius and Dove alone.



"They certainly have warmed up to me." Dove said quietly after they left.



"They want grandchildren." He answered with a smile. "Mother and Grandmother especially. Malfoys usually bare young in their early twenties. They are getting anxious now."



"So I am just an oven to you all?" She muttered. "And why can\'t a half blood carry my egg and your seed like you plan on doing with everyone else?"



"Just eat, Love." He said gently. "Eat, and get well. We can address all that later."