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Perversity Incarnate
***************************WARNING WARNING WARNING**************************************************
Teddy Lupin is involved in a scene with Malfoy in this chapter. I keep the the one instance of torture involving him to mention only, but he is held in an uncomfortable way while Lucius taunts Snape. Lucius also strikes Teddy one time. The rest of the scene Teddy does not witness the rest.
You have been warned. At the end of the chapter you will see why I have included even this bit of description for story's sake. You have been warned. Again, if you don't like this sort of thing, SKIP THE CHAPTER.
Chapter 45- Perversity Incarnate
Lucius Malfoy had Teddy hung by his fragile ankles, suspended from a wood cross-beam that supported the crumbling ceiling. The lad’s face was beet-red from blood rushing to his brain. Despite his efforts to appear brave, the courage of a four year old was nothing in the face of an evil wizard with no remorse or morals. A cooling brand similar to Severus’ marked the boy’s back.
Severus raved at Lucius from where he was bound and chained to the floor. “Leave the boy alone! You gave me your word, Lucius! Do anything you want to me, just leave the boy!”
Lucius ignored his demands, making a show of walking around the boy, running a long finger down the boy’s cheeks, giving him a push so he was swaying, jabbing him with the end of his silver cane. He glanced down to make sure Snape was watching. “Enjoying the show?” he sneered.
“I’ve already given your depraved sense of lunacy everything it’s demanded. You’ve got me where you’ve always wanted me. Leave the boy. I will take on whatever you have intended for him.”
“Not quite, Severus. Make yourself worthy of your old nickname. What was it? Ah yes, Snivellus.” His laugh sounded dead like a man who had just taken pleasure in drowning a sack full of puppies.
The Professor ground his teeth with rage.
“Almost, but not quite; only when your branded arse is attended by my loins will you be exactly where I want you to be. Oh, how it must twist your very soul to beg. Such a proud creature you once were, broken by a few pathetic touches from that Mudblood whore.”
“She is not a whore!”
“She? You willingly admit the Mudblood whore escaped alive, with you? Your paltry attempts to conceal her from me have failed. When I am done with the boy, I will torture her slowly before your very eyes. The cruelty of the Dark Lord will pale in comparison to the depravity I’ve planned for her.”
“You fucking monster! You inbred, fuck-faced, piss drinking, rotting son of a diseased whore!”
“I see you can still curse with the best of them. Last I checked, the Ministry was not giving out any Order of Merlin First Class for a filthy tongue. Perhaps I should cut it from your mouth and feed it to the dogs.”
“Your wife’s cunt has reaped more pleasure from this tongue than your dogs ever will.”
“You will not speak of my wife!” A whistle of the cane landed on the boy’s back. He cried out and arched in agony.
“Stop torturing him you fucking coward! It’s me you want, not him!”
“Au contraire mon chéri Severus. I have quite the vested interest in the boy. You see, he fits in very nicely with my plans. I’ve known of his potential from the very beginning. Do you think it was chance that brought me to take him? The Dark Lord knew of the Prophecy that foretold of an extraordinary child, son of a lycanthrope with healing powers beyond all reason. The Dark Lord has had the child watched since his birth. He had seen what others had not. With the Dark Lord’s demise, I have taken over his work and will succeed beyond my wildest dreams.
“You were an added bonus. I was able to leave Lupin’s brat in your tutelage and let you hone his basic energies in your underground suite. The proof of your so-called miraculous healing was unprecedented. It was most unnatural and only served to confirm my suspicions.
“In my hands, his blood will prove to secure my power to an even greater level than the Dark Lord could ever imagine. I will move planets with a single thought. Entire civilizations will live or die on my whim. His sacrifice on the following Solstice will guarantee my immortality. Your death will keep my followers in line. My power will be a force none can contend with. I shall rule supreme!”
Malfoy’s eye glittered with a maniacal light, his egotistical self-proclamation bursting from every fiber of his being.
The fucker is delusional. How the hell am I going to get us out of here?
Severus raged against the chains binding his hands and feet to the floor. His wrists were dripping raw with blood from his efforts to break free. He knew Lucius was enjoying his struggles but didn’t know how else to try and break free than by using what little brute force he could muster.
Long, perfectly manicured blond hair and pretentious cloak disappeared into the adjacent chamber. The familiar scent of scalding iron over wood coal hit the nostrils before Lucius reappeared in the doorway.
“The child is mine. You are both my property. Know now, there is no hope, no joy, no light for you to see. Your destiny is a one way path that leads to me. I am your Lord and Master. Your lives are forfeit for the greater glory of the Malfoy family bloodline. Your sacrifice will not be in vain.”
“Don’t fucking touch him!” the Professor bellowed, skin scraping desperately against rusted shackles, straining to break free.
Lucius sneered, waving the brand in front of the boy’s face again.
Severus went berserk; a great roar issued from his raw throat, every muscle willing itself to burst forth from his skin to save the boy from agony. The attempt did not go unnoticed by Lucius.
“Tut tut, Severus. Are you so eager for punishment?”
“Please, stop hurting the boy!”
“You are pathetic!” Lucius snarled and cut Teddy down. He dropped the child back into the hole and slammed the door.
“You’re devotion to the brat makes you weak. Your pathetic attempts to save him are contemptible. When I am done with you, he will suffer as well! Crucio!” The powerful wizard’s curse bolted through him, searing into his nervous system. Black bolts of lightning flickered before his eyes. Every muscle went limp, convulsing reactively.
“Imperio!” The Professor’s jaw went slack, his limp body twitching into the stone. Drool collected beneath his chin, Lucius standing imperiously above his prone form.
Severus was released from his bonds. The wizard that brought such dark magic and dread to their existence yanked open the pit to shout down at the trembling child.
“Do you know what reality is, boy?” Lucius mocked. “Life isn’t sunshine, roses, puppies and beauty. It is death, destruction, power, greed, lust, and wealth. It’s the strong killing the weak. We kill for fun. We kill for pleasure. We kill to survive. I want you to know the meaning of what it for a man to be stripped of his dignity. Severus Snape is not your hero, or your savior. He is a man with misplaced loyalties, faulty dreams of grandeur, and an idiotic, self-loathing hypocrisy. A double life as a spy has only served to lead him to a death that holds no honor or esteem. I will seal his defeat, a marked man fallen from grace. What a shame, his life and will are reduced to ashes. He’s a pathetic disgrace, much like your father. I will kill him too when time permits. Remember my words. There is no hope in a world that has prophesied your death.” The door flipped shut again, sealing the boy in silence and darkness.
Lucius returned his attentions to the broken man in front of him. Severus Snape blindly obeyed Malfoy under the Imperius curse, subjected to fellatio, various insertions of inanimate objects in his rectum, and finally, Malfoy’s own triumphant completion.
In the vacuous darkness of the pit, Teddy Remus Lupin felt a bitterness begin inside. One of ire, born in his tender heart; the words of the dark wizard watered a slowly growing callousness riddled with a child’s hate of evil incarnate presented forcefully in front of his innocent eyes. The severity of the situation did not serve to break him down; on the contrary, it bore his determination to overcome the powerful wizard hurting him to greater heights. Teddy knew he had to help save his friend, and then help his friend kill the dark wizard. A four year old boy’s naiveté was instantly transformed in that moment into a potent, prolific spiral of unimaginable force with a single target; the death of the bad man that had hurt his friend and threatened to kill his father.
Teddy Lupin is involved in a scene with Malfoy in this chapter. I keep the the one instance of torture involving him to mention only, but he is held in an uncomfortable way while Lucius taunts Snape. Lucius also strikes Teddy one time. The rest of the scene Teddy does not witness the rest.
You have been warned. At the end of the chapter you will see why I have included even this bit of description for story's sake. You have been warned. Again, if you don't like this sort of thing, SKIP THE CHAPTER.
Chapter 45- Perversity Incarnate
Lucius Malfoy had Teddy hung by his fragile ankles, suspended from a wood cross-beam that supported the crumbling ceiling. The lad’s face was beet-red from blood rushing to his brain. Despite his efforts to appear brave, the courage of a four year old was nothing in the face of an evil wizard with no remorse or morals. A cooling brand similar to Severus’ marked the boy’s back.
Severus raved at Lucius from where he was bound and chained to the floor. “Leave the boy alone! You gave me your word, Lucius! Do anything you want to me, just leave the boy!”
Lucius ignored his demands, making a show of walking around the boy, running a long finger down the boy’s cheeks, giving him a push so he was swaying, jabbing him with the end of his silver cane. He glanced down to make sure Snape was watching. “Enjoying the show?” he sneered.
“I’ve already given your depraved sense of lunacy everything it’s demanded. You’ve got me where you’ve always wanted me. Leave the boy. I will take on whatever you have intended for him.”
“Not quite, Severus. Make yourself worthy of your old nickname. What was it? Ah yes, Snivellus.” His laugh sounded dead like a man who had just taken pleasure in drowning a sack full of puppies.
The Professor ground his teeth with rage.
“Almost, but not quite; only when your branded arse is attended by my loins will you be exactly where I want you to be. Oh, how it must twist your very soul to beg. Such a proud creature you once were, broken by a few pathetic touches from that Mudblood whore.”
“She is not a whore!”
“She? You willingly admit the Mudblood whore escaped alive, with you? Your paltry attempts to conceal her from me have failed. When I am done with the boy, I will torture her slowly before your very eyes. The cruelty of the Dark Lord will pale in comparison to the depravity I’ve planned for her.”
“You fucking monster! You inbred, fuck-faced, piss drinking, rotting son of a diseased whore!”
“I see you can still curse with the best of them. Last I checked, the Ministry was not giving out any Order of Merlin First Class for a filthy tongue. Perhaps I should cut it from your mouth and feed it to the dogs.”
“Your wife’s cunt has reaped more pleasure from this tongue than your dogs ever will.”
“You will not speak of my wife!” A whistle of the cane landed on the boy’s back. He cried out and arched in agony.
“Stop torturing him you fucking coward! It’s me you want, not him!”
“Au contraire mon chéri Severus. I have quite the vested interest in the boy. You see, he fits in very nicely with my plans. I’ve known of his potential from the very beginning. Do you think it was chance that brought me to take him? The Dark Lord knew of the Prophecy that foretold of an extraordinary child, son of a lycanthrope with healing powers beyond all reason. The Dark Lord has had the child watched since his birth. He had seen what others had not. With the Dark Lord’s demise, I have taken over his work and will succeed beyond my wildest dreams.
“You were an added bonus. I was able to leave Lupin’s brat in your tutelage and let you hone his basic energies in your underground suite. The proof of your so-called miraculous healing was unprecedented. It was most unnatural and only served to confirm my suspicions.
“In my hands, his blood will prove to secure my power to an even greater level than the Dark Lord could ever imagine. I will move planets with a single thought. Entire civilizations will live or die on my whim. His sacrifice on the following Solstice will guarantee my immortality. Your death will keep my followers in line. My power will be a force none can contend with. I shall rule supreme!”
Malfoy’s eye glittered with a maniacal light, his egotistical self-proclamation bursting from every fiber of his being.
The fucker is delusional. How the hell am I going to get us out of here?
Severus raged against the chains binding his hands and feet to the floor. His wrists were dripping raw with blood from his efforts to break free. He knew Lucius was enjoying his struggles but didn’t know how else to try and break free than by using what little brute force he could muster.
Long, perfectly manicured blond hair and pretentious cloak disappeared into the adjacent chamber. The familiar scent of scalding iron over wood coal hit the nostrils before Lucius reappeared in the doorway.
“The child is mine. You are both my property. Know now, there is no hope, no joy, no light for you to see. Your destiny is a one way path that leads to me. I am your Lord and Master. Your lives are forfeit for the greater glory of the Malfoy family bloodline. Your sacrifice will not be in vain.”
“Don’t fucking touch him!” the Professor bellowed, skin scraping desperately against rusted shackles, straining to break free.
Lucius sneered, waving the brand in front of the boy’s face again.
Severus went berserk; a great roar issued from his raw throat, every muscle willing itself to burst forth from his skin to save the boy from agony. The attempt did not go unnoticed by Lucius.
“Tut tut, Severus. Are you so eager for punishment?”
“Please, stop hurting the boy!”
“You are pathetic!” Lucius snarled and cut Teddy down. He dropped the child back into the hole and slammed the door.
“You’re devotion to the brat makes you weak. Your pathetic attempts to save him are contemptible. When I am done with you, he will suffer as well! Crucio!” The powerful wizard’s curse bolted through him, searing into his nervous system. Black bolts of lightning flickered before his eyes. Every muscle went limp, convulsing reactively.
“Imperio!” The Professor’s jaw went slack, his limp body twitching into the stone. Drool collected beneath his chin, Lucius standing imperiously above his prone form.
Severus was released from his bonds. The wizard that brought such dark magic and dread to their existence yanked open the pit to shout down at the trembling child.
“Do you know what reality is, boy?” Lucius mocked. “Life isn’t sunshine, roses, puppies and beauty. It is death, destruction, power, greed, lust, and wealth. It’s the strong killing the weak. We kill for fun. We kill for pleasure. We kill to survive. I want you to know the meaning of what it for a man to be stripped of his dignity. Severus Snape is not your hero, or your savior. He is a man with misplaced loyalties, faulty dreams of grandeur, and an idiotic, self-loathing hypocrisy. A double life as a spy has only served to lead him to a death that holds no honor or esteem. I will seal his defeat, a marked man fallen from grace. What a shame, his life and will are reduced to ashes. He’s a pathetic disgrace, much like your father. I will kill him too when time permits. Remember my words. There is no hope in a world that has prophesied your death.” The door flipped shut again, sealing the boy in silence and darkness.
Lucius returned his attentions to the broken man in front of him. Severus Snape blindly obeyed Malfoy under the Imperius curse, subjected to fellatio, various insertions of inanimate objects in his rectum, and finally, Malfoy’s own triumphant completion.
In the vacuous darkness of the pit, Teddy Remus Lupin felt a bitterness begin inside. One of ire, born in his tender heart; the words of the dark wizard watered a slowly growing callousness riddled with a child’s hate of evil incarnate presented forcefully in front of his innocent eyes. The severity of the situation did not serve to break him down; on the contrary, it bore his determination to overcome the powerful wizard hurting him to greater heights. Teddy knew he had to help save his friend, and then help his friend kill the dark wizard. A four year old boy’s naiveté was instantly transformed in that moment into a potent, prolific spiral of unimaginable force with a single target; the death of the bad man that had hurt his friend and threatened to kill his father.