The Dove; Distressed

They had locked her up in a room. It was a lovely room with pale yellow and white decor, but she was still being held prisoner.

She didn't even know where she was. It wasn't the Manor though. The window in the room over looked an ocean. The gloomy, grey sky fitting her mood. There were a lot of Seagulls waiting impatiently for a small amount of food to appear near them so they could fight over it.

She paced the room nervously. She didn't know where Scorpius was either. What was she going to do? Dove was wandless, so she couldn't get out of she wanted to. She was fighting with her mind worrying about him, even after all he had done to her.

Dove had to follow his orders though, and she couldn't do it in here. He would probably have her assist in his escape like last time.

Her mother came in then, escorted by Uncle Ron who warily pointed his wand at Dove. She understood then why she was locked away. They were scared that she was going to hurt them. She didn't blame them. She burst into tears at the sight of their presence. Her mother caught Dove before she could sink to the floor in a ball.

"I wanted to come in here alone." Mother whispered softly to her. "See, I don't even have my wand." She patted her body to prove it.

"I...am... so sorry!" Dove choked out.

"You've done nothing, baby." Mother told her, taking her to the bed and they sat down. "Stop blaming yourself."

"Where's Papa?" She blubbered against her Mother's chest.

"Trying to break him..."

"You can't..." Dove said.

"We believe differently." Uncle Ron spoke up, keeping his distance from Dove.

"Are you really going to kill him if you can break the curse?"

"Why? Do you want first shot at it?" Her Uncle asked. "We'd gladly give it to you."

"I just... don't want to see him again... I don't... want him murdered."

"After all he's done, it would be justifiable, Dove." Mother said.

Dove hugged her mother tighter, tears flowing. Why couldn't she allow the idea of him being tortured to death satisfy her? He hadn't shown anyone else mercy when he was torturing innocent people and children.

It was not her though. She didn't get a fiendish delight in gore like he did. Obviously.

He belonged in Azkaban. There, fate would take its course, if he was meant to live, he would live.

"You can't keep me locked up in here." Dove told her mother. "I was given instructions to follow his orders or I'd be force to kill someone..."

"You don't have to listen to him now." Uncle Ron tried assuring her.

Dove pulled away from Mother to look at her uncle. "Until you have seen what I have seen, experienced what I have experienced, and feared like I have feared, you will not tell me that I do not have to obey him."

Uncle Ron lowered his wand slightly, a horrid look across his face. "He's locked up. He can't do anything to you." He insisted.

"He can invade my mind!" She shrieked. "He can make me see things I don't want to see! He'll make me do things I don't want to do! He can control me! Remember? I almost killed Albus because of it!" She covered herself with the top blanket of the bed, too ashamed to have them look at her.

"He will get away, and he will have me help him!" She sobbed. The damp heat of her breath making her feel like she was suffocating. Dove took slow deep breaths. "And if anyone gets in his way, he will kill them."

"We'll stop him, honey." Mother said softly.

"You can't!" Dove shouted in frustration. "Please, understand that! He's won! I am his! There's not a thing we can do about it!"

"Well, we're not about to give up." Uncle Ron's voice was grim. "I don't blame you for your lack of faith, though."

"I'm just facing reality." Dove turned over onto her side, tears wet the pillow beneath her. "I was forced to accept it and so I have."

"Reality is knowing that there is a way to break this curse." Her uncle argued.

Dove shook her head in denial. He would never get it, and she was tired of fighting. All she could do was pray no one got in Scorpius' way.

* * *

"I know there is a way, and you know of it." Harry stood in front of a bound up Scorpius. He was chained to the wall, his wrists together above his head, his feet chained shoulder width apart.

"There's many ways to fuck your daughter, and I have done most of them."

"You're a sick freak!" James spat, punching Scorpius square in the nose.

"Damn it, James!" Harry healed Scorpius' broken, bloody nose.

"Do that again, Potter!" Scorpius chuckled. "Unlike my wife, I love the sight of blood."

"You're the devil's reincarnation, that's why!"

"The only thing protecting you is Dove." Harry told Scorpius. "And as soon as the curse is lifted we will kill you."

Scorpius tugged at his chains. "Can't wait, Daddy. Hope there's lots of bleeding."

"We'll chop your pecker off first! How do you like that for blood?!"

Scorpius grinned. "It sounds like a party. Will you invite your baby sister to watch? She'd drip wet over that."

James kicked him in the gut then. "Fucking bastard!"

"James, get out." Harry didn't blame his son one bit for losing his temper, but Dove didn't need to experience more than she already had.

"No, I want to beat the shit out of him!"

"We must break the curse first, son." Harry warned him. "Otherwise your sister is going to get the same treatment. We don't want that."

James pulled at his hair in frustration before storming out of the room.

"Are all your children going crazy? Is Albus the only sane one left?" Scorpius taunted.

"The only words I want to hear you speak is how to break the curse."

Scorpius lifted his chin. "I want to see my wife."

"You're not going to see her ever again."

"Would you like to wager on that?" Scorpius chuckled. "I own her now, she'll do everything I say, and not just while she's in a slumber. Your daughter lasted longer than I thought she would. No one gives her enough credit, you know? Still... in the end, she did break. Don't blame her too much, Daddy, her last punishment was pretty good, if I do say so myself." Scorpius sighed mockingly. "She was so fucking sexy, all naked, dripping with blood."

"Silencio!"

* * *

"The only thing he's going to say is obscene things on what he's done to her." Harry told the crowd outside of Scorpius' room. "And... it's worse than we thought." He rubbed his aching forehead. "It's amazing she can even have a conversation."

"What did he do?" Molly asked.

"I don't wish to repeat it. I am literally on the verge of throwing up from what I just heard." He said weakly. "It took all of my control not to curse him. I am going to see my daughter now." He stepped passed the group. "Don't... go in there. He really is a sick fuck." He then walked away to go up a flight of stairs.

Harry knocked politely on Dove's door. She didn't answer from being under the Silencer charm. He saw a bunched up body under the covers and removed the silencer.

"I heard... many things." He spoke quietly. "I don't want you feeling ashamed for anything that's happened in the past month. Nothing was through the fault of your own."

His daughter threw the covers off her and hurried out of bed to hug him. Her body jerked as she sobbed in arms. Harry swallowed hard as an urge of becoming ill washed over him.

"I am also sorry for what happened earlier. James lost his temper. Scorpius did deserve the blunt hits though. I would love to issue my own."

"Hits?"

"Yes, he broke Scorpius' nose and kicked him the gut." Harry pushed Dove away to look at her stomach. "The baby should be alright...It's still very young..."

His daughter's eyes glazed over and she set her hand her stomach. "How... did you...?"

"Well, he did brag about..." Harry paused, clamping his jaw shut. Scorpius bragged about it alright. He gloated about taking Dove over and over and how she 'gushed' for him nearly every time. Harry grit his teeth.

Maybe James did have the right idea... Maybe the removal of that man's penis should be the first thing done to him.