The Dove

With the assistance of Mr. Malfoy's Nightime Potion, Dove spent the next few days mostly sleeping. She had refused to take the potion at first, but Draco had been persistent, saying she needed her rest if she wanted to get better. Somehow, he knew just the right thing to say, because she gulped down the drugged milk wordlessly each morning and evening.



Dove's housemate, Kate Hughes, came in with an escort (usually by Lucius or Draco) twice a day to ensure that she was getting well.



"You put on ten pounds!" Kate beamed. "That means the food you've been eating is working."



"How many more before she is of a healthy weight?" Scorpius asked. He sat in chair on the opposite side of Dove to Kate. He always made sure he set distance between the healer and himself. Not because he was scared of the Hufflepuff, instead he didn't feel it was in his interest to be with in strangling distance of her. The bitch had a habit of saying things that angered him.



"Are you asking when it would be safe to start trying to impregnant her?" Kate asked dryly.



Scorpius scowled. She had a sharp tongue for a Hufflepuff.



"Kate, don't." Dove said quietly.



"It's an innocent question." Kate said. Her eyes didn't leave Scorpius.



"And I do not have to answer to you, Mudblood. Continue your job before I have you strung up for the vampires' pleasure."



"Oh, but who would tend the ones you damage beyond repair, My Lord?" She was taunting him.



"Shut it!" Draco, who had been silent the whole time, watching the scene, grabbed the woman by the collar of her shirt. "Say no more, woman, know your place before it is taught to you!" He spat before pushing her away, sending her flying into the wall.



Kate's eyes sent daggers to Draco. She said nothing as she straightened herself up. "Of course, sir." She sneered. "Wouldn't want to anger thy Lord, would we?"



"Father," Scorpius forced himself to talk sweetly. "If this Mudblood is not taught a lesson today, I will do it personally myself." He glanced at Dove before returning his icy blue eyes back to Draco. "Whether I am commited or not. The woman's a hag, but my cock will not care." Scorpius smiled smugly when he heard both women gasp.



"I will see to it, Scorpius." Draco replied bitterly sending Kate an ugly look.



"Do inform me when it's about to take place. I would enjoy the entertainment. Merlin knows I have been deprived recently."



"Of course." Draco snatched the arm of the Healer who suddenly looked petrified and lead her out of the room.



"Scorpius, you're not going to have her killed, are you?" Dove asked horrified.



"Dove, she's the best healer we have, as much as I hate to admit it, so no, but she's to learn she can not speak to me that way."



"So what's going to happen to her?"



"Perhaps you can come and watch if you're that concerned, Love." He said softly with a smile.



"I would rather not."



* * *



The Great Hall was crowded that night once news got around that there was going to be entertainment. All the Enforcers were invited.



"Door Prizes!" Anderson sang out happily as he offered Scorpius a ticket.



"No thanks, my friend. I am sure Dove wouldn't appreciate me dipping my bucket into the other wells."



"Quite right you are, Sir Malfoy." The squib bowed before Scorpius ventured further into the room of chaos. Males, young and old, human and not, cheered, yelled, hooted and barked about.



Many of them accompanied females of also different species and ages, most were there unwilling, being led around the room by a chain leash and collar. Some were being forced to do things right there on the spot, exciting anyone who stood around long enough to watch. There were also brawls from fighting over of these living 'playmates'. The Great Hall had a charm to prevent any curses from hurting or killing an Enforcer, or a creature of Scorpius' side, so these fights couldn't turn deadly. At least not from magic.



"Could we not infect our allies, please." Scorpius ordered amusingly after he seen a vampire viciously bite an ogre.



"Everyone sit the fuck down!" Zambini called up from the amphitheater as Scorpius made his way to sit in his spot; the Headmaster's chair. His father and grandfather were already seated in their chairs along side him. The room quieted some as everyone found their seats.



"Bring in the mudblood!" Scorpius ordered.



The doors to the right of the head table crashed open. Kate was sprawled out on a round table that was being levitated by four enforcers.



"Oh, shit!" Zambini exclaimed. "This is going to be good!"



Scorpius nodded in agreement as he watched the table get placed in the center of the stage. The ugly Mudblood was nude, and while her face and hair were unappealing and her legs, ass, and tits held no interest to him, he could not help to grow hard from the welcoming view of her bare cunt that was exposed to his side of the room. Since her limbs were spread out for easy access to about anything on her, he could see her tight hole. No doubt, she was a virgin.



"Yes, this is going to be a swell evening." He said, smirking into a glass of firewhiskey.



"Wizards Roulette!" Zambini announced to the room, earning him a loud and chaotic cheer. The Italian gave the table that the girl was bound to a spin for presentation. "Who are our four lucky fellows tonight?"



Hands (and paws) waved tickets into the air with eagerness, hoping to have a lucky draw.



"You all know the rules. We do not infect our Mudblood slave. We do not kill our slave, and we do not try eating her. If any of these rules are broken, you are to be killed on the spot."



Zambini then announced the lucky males that would get to play with the woman. A vampire, an imp, and two wizards.



The game went like this, each participant was placed either between her legs, at her head, or on either side of her. Every five minutes, the table was spun, and wherever it stopped at, was the location you got to control. The goal was to excrimate as much often as you could possibly manage. The last man (or creature) standing was the winner.



In the first round, each wizard got a hand, which was great for them, because they could cheat and cast spells to make Kate jack them off. She mumbled her protests against the Vampire's large pale cock that gagged her throat. Which left the imp to break her virgin wall with his tiny needledick.



Scorpius scoffed. "Lucky bitch!"



"Do not worry, grandson, she will get the Vampires cock soon. I'd wager it."



As the vampire pulled out to readjust, Kate wailed out cries, pleads, and even insults. The enforcers at her sides used their wands to conjure up leather belts and beat her breasts, commanding for her silence. Tears rained from her eyes as the vampire reentered her mouth.



"I would say Miss Hughes will be much more quiet around you after tonight, Scorpius." Draco noted, hiding his complete disgust from the scene in front of him.



"It will please me so."



After another spin, the vampire did indeed get Kate's freshly popped hole, his fat cock stretched her cunt wider, making her bleed plenty enough for Scorpius' entertainement. "Someone collect that!" He ordered. "Zambini?"



"I got it, sir!" His friend said, casting a spell on the droplets of blood and transferring them to a vial. Scorpius gave the vial to his father who would use it in potions.



Five more rounds happened before the Vampire won. He was awarded with a "WRC" (Wizard's Roulette Champion) pin and ten thousand galleons. The smug smile on his face made Scorpius envious.



Kate Hughes appeared to be passed out, but Scorpius could tell she was just pretending. Hufflepuffs are the worst of liars.



"Mudblood." Scorpius addressed her, smacking her bleeding breasts with his wand. She yelped and her body jumped. "Have you learned how to properly speak to me? Or would you like another game?"



"Not another." She struggled out with a hoarse voice.



"What do you say to me, Mudblood?"



Kate closed her eyes. She lay in silence.



'Mudblood! Answer your Lord!"



"My Lord, I am sorry." Kate chocked out quickly.



"As you should be." He turned his back to her and lazily waved his hand to let the Enforcers know that she was free to return to her cell.



"Merlin, I need a cold shower." He muttered as he exited the Great Hall and adjusted his hard member.