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Risen
Well here’s chapter three. Thank you to the one reviewer for ch2.
Disclaimer: No I don’t own HP or the Crow.
Warnings: rape (not harry or snape sorry), AU, slash and it’s pretty graphic yet not graphic at the same time. This is non-profit.
Thank you Jiyu Kodai for editing.
Bold Italic is flashbacks/memories
Please enjoy!
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Chapter 3: Risen
The figure stumbled through the ally way, shredding her gown away. She grabbed anything that may be of use, ignoring various cries around her. A band of Death Eater's had decided to raid the city. Many homes and buildings held the dark mark over them.
****
Sitting in a secluded pub in Knocturne Alley the four offending Death Eaters sat gloating about the nights events. Bellatrix Lestrange, smiling her most wicked of smiles, was licking the blood off one of her many knives. To her right sat Lucius Malfoy, his platinum blond hair tied back; a fancy goblet in his hand filled with the finest of wines. To Lestrange's left sat Fenrir Greyback, teeth glistening dangerously with his smile. In front of the strange trio sat Peter Pettigrew. The sniveling little rat kept quiet, trying to refrain from getting too excited or else face the consequences.
Malfoy stared at his sister-in-law with vague disgust, "Bella, how can you stand the taste of those vile creatures. Not to mention it is very unsanitary," He said while snapping his fingers for the house elf to pour more wine into her goblet.
"Oh shut your pie 'ole Lucius," she took the goblet of wine lifting it into the air, "To 'alloween, my new favorite 'oliday," she said gulping the wine in one go.
"To Halloween," Malfoy repeated drinking his wine. Greyback followed suit chugging his fire whiskey down and erupting in laughter afterwards, Lestrange and Malfoy joining leaving Pettigrew to smile nervously.
So much had changed in a year.
****
The house remained unsold. The grass grew to an untamed height; the windows were boarded up giving the house a foreboding look. Stumbling through the door, she closed it and made her way up the stairs to where the attack happened. She opened the bedroom door. Everything was a mess; papers everywhere, valuables and furniture burned and broken. "Meow," Emily looked down; a fluffy black cat rubbed itself against her legs. "Michael," she whispered, picking up the cat. Memories flashed through her mind.
-Knock- -Knock- -Knock- -Knock-
"Wakey, wakey, it's time to play!" Bellatrix Lestrange jumped on the bed, the wand under the pillow falling behind the bed when it shook.
Emily screamed trying to get away only to be pinned down by Greyback. "No, no missy! You're staying right here."
Emily screamed and pleaded for him to stop; hearing the rip of her clothes and feeling the air hit her body.
She dropped the cat. Michael meowed in distain before running off. Emily held her head in her hands dropping to her knees. She put her hands down touching random things from photos to broken glass.
She held a picture frame in her hand.
"Have you no class? Honestly," Lucius Malfoy picked up the picture frame looking at it in disgust.
"Just havin' a lil extra fun is all. We all know yer waitin for the boy ta come, so let me have my fun with this one," Greyback replied. Malfoy scoffed.
She climbed onto the bed, taking in the scent of the sheets.
The pain as Greyback entered her in one swoop. Tears streamed her face, "Magus! Help… please stop."
She fell off the bed, crawling to the dresser.
"Oh pity, pity little baby hurts," Bellatrix' pouted briefly then slowly her lips turned upwards, parting to show her gleaming teeth. She held a dagger to Emily's neck, lightly sliding it down past her breasts, licking the blood as she went. A rat watching them silently secretly gets aroused. Little Peter wanted some fun too but under the master's orders he had to only observe what went on.
Emily shuddered backing the wall, bracing herself against the lamp.
Her body was turned over. Greyback entered another way tearing her apart. He clawed her back, his fangs sunk into her shoulder; he loved the tightness around him.
"Emily?"
"Magus," she sobbed. Magus enters the room wand in hand. “Expelliamus!” Lucius shoved the man out the door against the wall.
Emily gasps falling out of the room. She grasps the fallen wand.
"Now, now, we shall have none of that."
"You let her go!"
"Not until you both pay for your brother's betrayal." Lucius mutters a spell, relieving Magus of his clothes and rendering his arms and legs immobile.
"My brother's done nothing to you."
"We shall see about that," Lucius unzippers his pants, taking out his hard dick and spreads Magus' legs apart, thrusting hard into the tight hole. Magus bites his lip to keep from screaming, trying to concentrate on how to get to his wife.
"NO!" Emily screams, watching the memories fill her mind. She shakes her head stepping back to the edge of the landing, falling down the stairs the way her husband did when Lucius finished with him, landing on glass and the dried out blood. She felt some of the glass pierce her skin. She looked at her now bloodied hands with interest. The imbedded glass popped out making the wounds free to close and the blood disappear back into her hands. "Caw," Emily looked at the crow, making eye contact. She knew what must be done.
****
"Why didn't you let us stay behind? We could have helped!" Harry was beyond angry. More innocent lives were gone and he could have helped someone, at least one person, one life… but no! His mate decided to flee.
"There was nothing you could have done Potter and need I remind you that you weren't supposed to be out at all!" To say that Severus Snape was fuming would be a severe understatement. How dare the brat think they'd fight after he snuck out to begin with? What if the Dark Lords followers found him before he did? All hope for the wizarding world would have been shattered. He needed to leave and some answers, he knew exactly where to get them. "You are to stay here. When I get back we will continue this conversation." He left before Harry could protest. Snape strengthened the wards so that no one could enter and Harry would not leave. He knew that if he stayed with the boy any longer all his self control would vanish.
****
Bellatrix strolled into Mundungus' thrift shop, holding a few items to sell. "How much can I get for this ring?"
"Not much… it's not even real gold."
She pouted, "Come on Dungy there's got to be something you can do. How about this cloak? It's dragon's hide leather and fire fox fur."
"Is this blood Bella?"
"Come on you wretched thief."
"Okay, I'll give ya a hundred sickles for it."
"What! Sickles?"
"Fine, five galleons and a hundred sickles, take it or leave it."
She grabbed the back of wizarding money. “You cheap ass son-of-a-bitch."
"Lock up when you leave Bella."
"Oh I'll lock it up real good fat ass." Bellatrix stepped out of the store closing the gate and closed the lock. It was probably the only descent thing she did in her life.
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A/n: sorry not much Snarry in here, there will be more in the next chapter.
I’m sure you’ve all realized by now that this fic has two stories and plots going on. Also this fic only uses the ideas and themes of the 1st Crow movie and not the characters so don’t expect it to be exact. Thanks for reading!
Please share your views on this. If there’s anything you’d like to see in this fic, please let me know. Flames are not wanted, never are, however; constructive criticism is welcomed.
Disclaimer: No I don’t own HP or the Crow.
Warnings: rape (not harry or snape sorry), AU, slash and it’s pretty graphic yet not graphic at the same time. This is non-profit.
Thank you Jiyu Kodai for editing.
Bold Italic is flashbacks/memories
Please enjoy!
________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Chapter 3: Risen
The figure stumbled through the ally way, shredding her gown away. She grabbed anything that may be of use, ignoring various cries around her. A band of Death Eater's had decided to raid the city. Many homes and buildings held the dark mark over them.
****
Sitting in a secluded pub in Knocturne Alley the four offending Death Eaters sat gloating about the nights events. Bellatrix Lestrange, smiling her most wicked of smiles, was licking the blood off one of her many knives. To her right sat Lucius Malfoy, his platinum blond hair tied back; a fancy goblet in his hand filled with the finest of wines. To Lestrange's left sat Fenrir Greyback, teeth glistening dangerously with his smile. In front of the strange trio sat Peter Pettigrew. The sniveling little rat kept quiet, trying to refrain from getting too excited or else face the consequences.
Malfoy stared at his sister-in-law with vague disgust, "Bella, how can you stand the taste of those vile creatures. Not to mention it is very unsanitary," He said while snapping his fingers for the house elf to pour more wine into her goblet.
"Oh shut your pie 'ole Lucius," she took the goblet of wine lifting it into the air, "To 'alloween, my new favorite 'oliday," she said gulping the wine in one go.
"To Halloween," Malfoy repeated drinking his wine. Greyback followed suit chugging his fire whiskey down and erupting in laughter afterwards, Lestrange and Malfoy joining leaving Pettigrew to smile nervously.
So much had changed in a year.
****
The house remained unsold. The grass grew to an untamed height; the windows were boarded up giving the house a foreboding look. Stumbling through the door, she closed it and made her way up the stairs to where the attack happened. She opened the bedroom door. Everything was a mess; papers everywhere, valuables and furniture burned and broken. "Meow," Emily looked down; a fluffy black cat rubbed itself against her legs. "Michael," she whispered, picking up the cat. Memories flashed through her mind.
-Knock- -Knock- -Knock- -Knock-
"Wakey, wakey, it's time to play!" Bellatrix Lestrange jumped on the bed, the wand under the pillow falling behind the bed when it shook.
Emily screamed trying to get away only to be pinned down by Greyback. "No, no missy! You're staying right here."
Emily screamed and pleaded for him to stop; hearing the rip of her clothes and feeling the air hit her body.
She dropped the cat. Michael meowed in distain before running off. Emily held her head in her hands dropping to her knees. She put her hands down touching random things from photos to broken glass.
She held a picture frame in her hand.
"Have you no class? Honestly," Lucius Malfoy picked up the picture frame looking at it in disgust.
"Just havin' a lil extra fun is all. We all know yer waitin for the boy ta come, so let me have my fun with this one," Greyback replied. Malfoy scoffed.
She climbed onto the bed, taking in the scent of the sheets.
The pain as Greyback entered her in one swoop. Tears streamed her face, "Magus! Help… please stop."
She fell off the bed, crawling to the dresser.
"Oh pity, pity little baby hurts," Bellatrix' pouted briefly then slowly her lips turned upwards, parting to show her gleaming teeth. She held a dagger to Emily's neck, lightly sliding it down past her breasts, licking the blood as she went. A rat watching them silently secretly gets aroused. Little Peter wanted some fun too but under the master's orders he had to only observe what went on.
Emily shuddered backing the wall, bracing herself against the lamp.
Her body was turned over. Greyback entered another way tearing her apart. He clawed her back, his fangs sunk into her shoulder; he loved the tightness around him.
"Emily?"
"Magus," she sobbed. Magus enters the room wand in hand. “Expelliamus!” Lucius shoved the man out the door against the wall.
Emily gasps falling out of the room. She grasps the fallen wand.
"Now, now, we shall have none of that."
"You let her go!"
"Not until you both pay for your brother's betrayal." Lucius mutters a spell, relieving Magus of his clothes and rendering his arms and legs immobile.
"My brother's done nothing to you."
"We shall see about that," Lucius unzippers his pants, taking out his hard dick and spreads Magus' legs apart, thrusting hard into the tight hole. Magus bites his lip to keep from screaming, trying to concentrate on how to get to his wife.
"NO!" Emily screams, watching the memories fill her mind. She shakes her head stepping back to the edge of the landing, falling down the stairs the way her husband did when Lucius finished with him, landing on glass and the dried out blood. She felt some of the glass pierce her skin. She looked at her now bloodied hands with interest. The imbedded glass popped out making the wounds free to close and the blood disappear back into her hands. "Caw," Emily looked at the crow, making eye contact. She knew what must be done.
****
"Why didn't you let us stay behind? We could have helped!" Harry was beyond angry. More innocent lives were gone and he could have helped someone, at least one person, one life… but no! His mate decided to flee.
"There was nothing you could have done Potter and need I remind you that you weren't supposed to be out at all!" To say that Severus Snape was fuming would be a severe understatement. How dare the brat think they'd fight after he snuck out to begin with? What if the Dark Lords followers found him before he did? All hope for the wizarding world would have been shattered. He needed to leave and some answers, he knew exactly where to get them. "You are to stay here. When I get back we will continue this conversation." He left before Harry could protest. Snape strengthened the wards so that no one could enter and Harry would not leave. He knew that if he stayed with the boy any longer all his self control would vanish.
****
Bellatrix strolled into Mundungus' thrift shop, holding a few items to sell. "How much can I get for this ring?"
"Not much… it's not even real gold."
She pouted, "Come on Dungy there's got to be something you can do. How about this cloak? It's dragon's hide leather and fire fox fur."
"Is this blood Bella?"
"Come on you wretched thief."
"Okay, I'll give ya a hundred sickles for it."
"What! Sickles?"
"Fine, five galleons and a hundred sickles, take it or leave it."
She grabbed the back of wizarding money. “You cheap ass son-of-a-bitch."
"Lock up when you leave Bella."
"Oh I'll lock it up real good fat ass." Bellatrix stepped out of the store closing the gate and closed the lock. It was probably the only descent thing she did in her life.
________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
A/n: sorry not much Snarry in here, there will be more in the next chapter.
I’m sure you’ve all realized by now that this fic has two stories and plots going on. Also this fic only uses the ideas and themes of the 1st Crow movie and not the characters so don’t expect it to be exact. Thanks for reading!
Please share your views on this. If there’s anything you’d like to see in this fic, please let me know. Flames are not wanted, never are, however; constructive criticism is welcomed.