Lily Kidnapped
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › James/Lily
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Adult ++
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18
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13,686
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An Unwanted Visit
The death eaters were upstairs celebrating their success. They had managed to kill both of the Prewett brothers, and capture another member of the Order. Rosier was almost completely drunk as he sipped his fire whiskey. “What are we going to do with her?” He slurred.
“What ever we want,” Avery butted in as his hand was wandering up another death eaters skirt. The girl just giggled, but did not push his hand away as it snaked up under her knickers.
“Whatever we want eh?” Rosier said. With that he downed the rest of his fire whiskey, and stumbled towards the basement door.
Lily had managed to calm her sobbing when she heard footsteps coming. Quickly, she laid back out the way they had left her. She hoped they would think she was still knocked out and would not do anything to her.
Her eyes were barely open, and they were hidden by her hair. The door open slowly, and her eyes squinted at the sudden exposure to light. She could see a shadow of a figure descending the steps. Who ever it was, was obviously drunk because they was stumbling and almost missed the last few steps.
“Where are you Potter?” The man’s voice said as he pulled out his wand to light some of the torches that lined the walls.
“Ah there you are.”
Lily could make out who it was now with the flames lighting the wall. It was Rosier. Shit. Lily thought. She laid perfectly still and waited for what was next.
Rosier stumbled over to her, and dropped to his knees. Quickly, Lily shut her eyes and waited. Evan grabbed her by her hair pulling her up.
“Wakey, wakey, Lily,” he taunted as he pulled her up by her hair.
Lily yelped in pain as he pulled her up with a fist full of hair. She sat up as fast as she could so he would let go of her hair. She glared at him, tossing her head once he had let go to get the hair out of her eyes.
“What do you want?” Lily spat staring at him. The storm was still raging outside, the wind was blowing, causing the flames to flicker, and the shadows on the wall to dance.
“You,” he said with a snarl,and pushed her hard up against the wall, his hand covering her mouth.
“What ever we want,” Avery butted in as his hand was wandering up another death eaters skirt. The girl just giggled, but did not push his hand away as it snaked up under her knickers.
“Whatever we want eh?” Rosier said. With that he downed the rest of his fire whiskey, and stumbled towards the basement door.
Lily had managed to calm her sobbing when she heard footsteps coming. Quickly, she laid back out the way they had left her. She hoped they would think she was still knocked out and would not do anything to her.
Her eyes were barely open, and they were hidden by her hair. The door open slowly, and her eyes squinted at the sudden exposure to light. She could see a shadow of a figure descending the steps. Who ever it was, was obviously drunk because they was stumbling and almost missed the last few steps.
“Where are you Potter?” The man’s voice said as he pulled out his wand to light some of the torches that lined the walls.
“Ah there you are.”
Lily could make out who it was now with the flames lighting the wall. It was Rosier. Shit. Lily thought. She laid perfectly still and waited for what was next.
Rosier stumbled over to her, and dropped to his knees. Quickly, Lily shut her eyes and waited. Evan grabbed her by her hair pulling her up.
“Wakey, wakey, Lily,” he taunted as he pulled her up by her hair.
Lily yelped in pain as he pulled her up with a fist full of hair. She sat up as fast as she could so he would let go of her hair. She glared at him, tossing her head once he had let go to get the hair out of her eyes.
“What do you want?” Lily spat staring at him. The storm was still raging outside, the wind was blowing, causing the flames to flicker, and the shadows on the wall to dance.
“You,” he said with a snarl,and pushed her hard up against the wall, his hand covering her mouth.