The Dove; Distressed

"Give me your wand." Scorpius ordered after dinner. They sat side by side on a sofa in a small sitting room off the foyer. Scorpius hadn't said much since his family left them alone at dinner. Dove knew his mind was spinning with ideas, scenarios, and plans.

Without a second thought, she took her wand out and handed it to him. He swished it, flicked it, and twirled it, casting a few minor spells to get himself accustomed to the feeling. "It's... pretty useless." He then sent his own wand away with ease and pocketed hers.

"Why do you want my wand?" She asked him, confused by his actions.

"I have my reasons." He wrapped an arm around her and pulled her closer to him. "I expect you to follow my commands even after tonight."

"Okay..." she said slowly, her confusion growing.

"As you know, we can't be separated for long, and when we completely unite again, I will remember if you were cooperative or not."

She nodded her head against him. He didn't have to tell her twice.

"You will follow my orders then?"

"I don't have a choice, do I?"

He pressed his lips to the top of her head and kissed it. "No. Not unless you want a bucket load of gore."

"I don't..." she tucked her face against his chest, the image of bloody doves invading her mind. She whimpered.

"You'll be surrounded by your family soon." He told her, resting his cheek onto her head. "I can easily have you kill any one of them."

She cringed against him and sobbed. "Please...I promise... I'll listen." She lifted her head to look at him "Don't make me a murderer! Don't hurt my family!"

"That will be entirely up to you, Dovey." He kissed her then. "That may be one of the last kisses we have for a while." He grinned.

"Why are you sitting here like a dead duck?" She asked after he was finished with a second kiss.

"They'll learn something by capturing me."

"What?"

Scorpius smirked. "That there's absolutely nothing they can do to save you."

He went quiet again, absorbed in his thoughts. Dove shivered with fear against him and he had absent mindedly summoned up a blanket for her, rubbing his hand up and down the length of her arm.

"When you have my son, you will name him Perseus."

She didn't even get a say in what she could name her child? But Dove didn't say anything in argument, not yet forgetting the promise she had just made him.

"Understand?"

She closed her eyes, knowing she had no choice in the matter. "Yes." She whispered

"That will be his first name. His middle with be Lucius."

Dove waited for instructions on what to call the baby if it ended up being a girl, but he never did say anything about what to call his daughter if he had one.

An icy chill then rushed over her. She subconsciously shivered against Scorpius who hugged her tightly to him. "Did you feel that?" He asked, his cold fingers sending goosebumps across her skin.

"Yes..." she answered uneasily. "What was that?"

"Our last ward has been removed. Father may have lifted it. That, or your Aunt has." He remained seated equiping Dove's wand in one hand and the other placed at Dove's waist. He was waiting for them.

Dubsey cracked in. "Sir, people are attack-"

"I know that, Dubsey. Take care of the Manor, your Mistress and I will be gone for a bit. Listen for the call of your Mistress. Answer to anything she wishes."

"Yes, Master Scoprius." Dubsey bowed before popping away.

Scorpius brought Dove's chin up to look into her eyes. "One more kiss, Love." He said before planting his lips onto hers and passionately kissing her.

"Scorpius!" Draco called from the foyer, ruining Scorpius' fun.

Scorpius sighed, setting his forehead against hers. "It is time." He told her.

They heard doors crashing open with spells until the one that belonged to the room they were in slammed open, revealing Albus. Dove's youngest brother stared at the two of them before narrowing his eyes at Scorpius and pointing his wand at him.

"In here!" He shouted to the others and soon a crowd formed into the room. Scorpius' grip tightened on Dove so hard that she shrieked out in pain.

Papa pushed through his family to get an eye on his daughter. His worried look nearly burst Dove into tears. "Papa...!" She cried out.

"Are you okay?" He asked her, stepping closer to her.

"She's just perfect." Scorpius answered. "I just perfected her today, didn't I, Love?"

"Let her go, Scorpius." Draco said from the crowd.

"My father... the traitor." Scorpius drawled. "You know better than this, Father."

Dove looked at the familiar faces in the crowd. Her brothers, mother, her aunt and uncle, some of her cousins, and many others were there to save her from Scorpius.

But she wasn't being saved. Not really. They may capture Scorpius, but she was still a prisoner to him and the curse.

"I ought to kill you." Scorpius said to his father.

"If you had really loved her, you wouldn't had done all that you have done to her." Draco said.

Scorpius pointed his wand at Draco. "You betrayed your own family and put them in danger." He cast the crucio curse at his father. Draco fell backward screaming in agony, his body flopping like a dying fish on dry land.

"Stop!" Dove pleaded to Scorpius. "Please stop, Scorpius!"

"He deserves it." Scorpius muttered with a scowl. "We would still be safe if it weren't for him."

"Expelliarmus!" Aunt Hermione disarmed Scorpius, sending Dove's wand flying into the air toward her. Uncle Ron caught it.

"Why are you even here?" Scorpius sneered to the crowd. "Have you forgotten that Dove is mine now? And that there's nothing you can do to stop that?"

"We're going to find a way to fuck you up!" James sneered back.

"James." Papa warned quietly. "I'll handle this"

"What are you going to do, Daddy?" Scorpius chuckled. "Besides watch me take your daughter..." Scorpius forced Dove's head onto his shoulder. "I can make her do anything now." He said, giggling. "She is completely mine."

Papa looked ready to cast a crucio himself, and may have if Dove wasn't cursed. "Stupefy!"

A red streak shot from Papa's wand and hit Scorpius in the forehead. His body went limp, instantly knocked unconscious. His eerie, frozen eyes stared down at Dove. That was the last thing Dove remembered before her mind went to sleep.