The Dove; Distressed

Dove was starting to believe Lily may had been taumatized after all. Her sister spent several minutes muttering things she wanted to do to Renaldo. Horrid things. Aweful things. Things Scorpius would enjoy watching and then need a sexual release from.

Dove pleaded and begged her sister to just take him to Azkaban. "Lily, don't do this. You're better than that."

"Azkaban!" Lily huffed with a fake laugh. "He escaped Azkaban, didn't you?" she kicked at the man's bloody penis, making him scream. "How'd you do it? Didn't they do something about the animungus' to keep them from being able to avoid the radar?"

"Inside job!" Zambini shielded his precious from Lily's threatening foot.

"Why would anyone let YOU out?" Lily sneered. "You're a disgrace to man kind."

"I..." he whimpered as Lily bound him up to the end of the bed on the floor. "Offered them 5,000 galleons for my release."

"To whom?"

"I don't know his name!"

Lily poked the end of her wand into his wound. The man screamed in agony, deafening Dove's ears.

"Lily!" Dove cried. "Please! I just want to go home!"

Without taking her eyes from Renaldo, Lily summoned up a prybar. "Alright, Dove, but I have a promise to full fill..."

"No, please!" Zambini pleaded.

Lily laughed. "Wow, the tables have turned, haven't they?" She heaved the bar over her head and Dove closed her eyes right before the man wailed in pain, crying. Dove never heard a man cry before.

"Renny, how many times did you rape me?"

Zambini didn't answer, his breathing had slowed, and Dove could hear him puffing.

Dove jumped when she heard the prybar make another contact with Zambini. Dove covered her ears, trying to block out the noise.

How could anyone do this?

"Thir-Thirteen." The wounded man sputtered out after Lily demanded for an answer.

"Thirteen..." Lily said with thought. "I had never considered that number unlucky. It must be my lucky one." She transfigured the prybar into a knife. "It's unlucky for you though. You said your cock was how long, Renny? Nine inches was it?"

Zambini whispered a terrified yes, his eyes wide at the knife her hands gripped a hold of.

"Thirteen cuts to nine inches... How long would the pieces be?"

"No...!"

Lily scowled. "Come on, Zambini, we took Arithmancy together, you should know the answer."

"E-le-ven six-sixteenths of-of an i-inch!" He stuttered.

"Your brain functions much better when your penis is in danger." She said with a laugh. "I still want to kill you, but let's make it right, Renny. After all the girls and women you tortured, let's give you a dose of your own medicine."

"Lily!" Zambini begged with tears. "I'm sorry!"

"How many of your victims begged for mercy, Zambini?" Lily asked, squatting down to his level. "You didn't give it to them though, did you? You ignored their pleas, didn't you?" She took his member into her hand, stretching it out as far as she could. Zambini's screams echoing through the room.

Lily was crazy. She was going to follow through with this activity. Lily was determined to make Zambini's last moments unforgettable.

"Lily... don't make me watch this." Dove wailed. "Don't!"

"I'll change!" Zambini promised. "I won't hurt anyone anymore!"

Lily ignored the both of them. Dove was sure her sister hadn't heard her. Or she had hoped so. "I made sure to chose a dull bladed one." She said to the man before her.

Dove's eyes were frozen to Zambini's penis, frozen with horror. She watched Lily took her first cut, severing the tip off with major difficulty.

Zambini wailed for a few seconds before passing out from the pain.

Dove couldn't blink. She couldn't close her eyes. She couldn't get up. She didn't cry. Didn't scream. She just sat there, locked in place. Her mind told her to get up and stop her sister, but she didn't. She couldn't.

When Lily made the second cut, letting the piece of flesh fall between his legs onto the dirt floor, Dove's mind went blank, unable to handle anymore.

* * *

"Let me see her." Scorpius said to Harry. "I can help her."

Harry shook his head, grim written all over his face. "I don't want you near her."

"She's fucked up, Potter!" Scorpius yelled. "I can feel it!"

"No thanks to you!" Harry bellowed back. "Every bit of this is your fault!"

Scorpius opened his mouth to say something but quickly shut it. He scowled angrily at his father-in-law, his lips pursed out. "Zambini is his own man." Scorpius said quietly. "He was cruel and dark before we were ever acquaintances. If it weren't for me, he would have had a lot more to his list."

"You are no hero!" Harry spat.

"No." Scorpius agreed. "Society could never see a Malfoy as a hero." He met Harry's eyes. "That's a Potter thing. It's amazing what happens when it's verbally beaten into you. How quickly you can change views on life, all because people can't get over the fact that you are nothing like what they want you to be. And, Potter, don't deny it- you expected me to turn out the way I have. You are just as biased as everyone else. You aren't special. I was a Malfoy, and you just knew I was going to fuck up my life."

"So you went ahead and did it anyway?" Harry asked. "What does that prove?"

"She didn't want me because of my name. James sought me to be a criminal because of my name. The school changed their opinion of me because of my name." Scorpius shrugged. "If people are constantly saying that you are a villain, you begin believing it. Is that what happened to you?"

"That's so much more different!" Harry demanded. "I was forced to be the hero! I didn't want to be!"

Scoprius nodded. "I didn't want to be the villain."

"But you still chose to be it!"

"I had nothing..." Scorpius looked up at the wall to avoid Harry's eyes. "She was all I had... and she..."

"Maybe if you hadn't tortured people..."

Scorpius laughed. "I thought Dove was different, but the day she broke up with me proved she had just a twinge of Potter in her. She was quick to judge, but when your older brother had been constantly accusing your boyfriend of things, you're bound to believe him eventually, right?"

Harry narrowed his eyes in confusion. "What are you saying, Scorpius?"

"I just want to see her." He said, avoiding the question.

"Tell me what you mean first." Harry pressed. "Then maybe I'll let you see her."

"Don't lie, you won't let me near the precious Dove." Scorpius scowled. "Even after all I have done for her..."

"You haven't done anything for her." Harry said with disgust. He left Scorpius to himself then.

Scorpius grit his teeth in annoyance. His eyes shifted to the clock on the wall. The cuckoo clock struck twelve.

Only six months and three days left. He thought to himself. Then he could see her, and there wasn't a thing or a person that could stop it from happening.

Dove Malfoy was his.