Love Potion Slip

Love Potion Slip – A Marauder’s Era Fic.

Chapter 5 – Held, Escape, Rejection.

The bright light burned through Jayne’s closed eyes. It hurt even to have them closed, let alone open them.

“Make sure she can’t escape. You owe me Kitty! If it wasn’t for you I wouldn’t have to do this again!”

“Shut up Lucius! If you had kept your big boasting mouth shut then we wouldn’t be in this mess. It serves you right,” Kitty said as she tightened the bonds around Jayne’s wrists. As she did so, Jayne looked at her and noticed that she didn’t look her usual groomed self. Kitty had little to no make-up on her face due to the fact her once clear skin was now spurting spots. Her head of hair, usually poker straight and perfectly styled was now a frizzy bird’s nest piled on top of her head.

“You look like crap Kitty. I wonder why,” hissed Jayne.

“Shut up bitch! This mess I’m in is all your fault.”

“Oh really? How so? Do enlighten me.”

“You stole my drink. That pumpkin juice was mine!”

“What? I asked if it was yours. You said I could have it. Clearly the mess you are in is all your own fault.”

“Hmm, actually I believe the fault lies with your boyfriend. He was the one to slip the Love Potion into the juice,” Kitty retorted.

“He wouldn’t have done it if you hadn’t been leading him on for weeks.”

“Nothing like keeping them hanging. It keeps them keen,” Kitty sang.

“Slut! Whore! Bike!” Jane yelled.

“All words that people will be calling you once they hear what has taken place,” Kitty threatened, a grin spreading across her now spot marred face.

“Stop taunting her Hartshorne. It’s time,” Lucius purred.

“Time? Time for what?” Jayne panicked. She struggled against the bonds at her wrists and ankles, but to no avail, they were too tight. She could move her head so she could see the room and the people in it. There were four others in the room. Everyone but Kitty were wearing hooded robes and looked very large and menacing. Jayne started to feel a little more scared then she was before. She could cope with Lucius and Kitty alone, but four others! Knowing Lucius as she did now, Jayne guessed that the others were from the Slytherin group he was involved with. Jayne knew that the people in that group studied quite heavily in the Dark Arts. Not the Defence of but the actual use of and working with the Darkest of Magical Arts. The group were known followers of one Tom Riddle, an ex-pupil and now Dark Lord going by the name of Lord Voldemort. Jayne was now in fear for her life. She silently started to pray for help to arrive ….. and soon.

Hours past and Jayne tried her hardest to block out the chanting that had begun but it was getting louder and more and more repetitive. She soon found herself being drawn into the chant. Before she knew it, there was a body looming over her. In her mind she was screaming for help, but her body would not respond. The body lowered over her, slowly pulling at her clothes, making way for easier access. Slowly the person entered her, causing her so much pain but again she could not cry out. She tried to block out the pain as the male inside her bit her nipples, kneaded the breasts until they were bruised. He pounded her hole to the hilt, racking her body with searing pain with each thrust. Once he had finished, he removed himself and stepped aside to allow another to take his place. Jayne endured the abuse over and over, even Kitty wearing a strap-on dildo joined in. Seeing her cruel, twisted face looming over her fuelled Jayne’s anger more than the hooded men. So far, Lucius had restrained from taking her yet, until now. He pulled Kitty off of Jayne and rammed his painfully erect shaft deep into her sore, tight, wet hole.

“Yes,” he hissed, “Gods, you are divine my dear.” With each thrust into her, he let out a growl or a hiss of pleasure. As he did before, he cast the Imperio curse upon Jayne, forcing her to react to him.

Meanwhile, outside the room Jayne was being held in, the Marauders, minus Peter but including Lily were waiting for the right moment. Regulas had tipped of his brother about Malfoy’s plan to snatch Jayne away again, as he felt guilty over accusing his own flesh and blood for the attack on Malfoy. The group had seen three hooded people leave the room and so far none had returned. When they say Kitty leave, walking with more of a bounce to her step, they knew it was time. Remus made sure the way was clear before nodding to the others. Sirius ran full pelt at the door. It crashed open. He saw Lucius on top of ‘his girl’, his wand aimed at her head, his face full of concentration and lust. Sirius barged over and forcibly pulled the slimy git away from her. Once the spell had been broken, Jayne became aware of what had happened to her…….. again! This time Lily was at hand to quickly cover her up and take her to the Hospital Wing.

“Miss Newman?” Madam Pomfrey said when she saw the pair.

“He did it again! Only this time he had help!”

“Let’s have a look at you then,” sighed the Medi-witch, shaking her head in disbelief.

“Madam Pomfrey, I wish to not stay too long. I still have a duel to partake in,” Jayne growled, her hands balled into fists and shaking.

“Overnight only then. Just to be sure,” the matron said. Jayne merely nodded. Lily helped her limp over to a bed and change into some Hospital Wing grade robes.

“Jayne, do you want to talk about it? I’m here if you do,” Lily offered.

“Not yet, but thanks,” Jayne smiled slightly. Madam Pomfrey patched her up, plaid her with enough Potions to sink a ship and demanded she take a Sleep Healing Draft. No sooner did she finish the glass of custard coloured potion and her head hit the pillow, she was out like a light and slept peacefully until morning.


While Jayne was being seen to in the Hospital Wing, Dumbledore and Slughorn were dealing with Lucius.

“Did you think that you would get away with it again? How stupid do you think we are Mr Malfoy?” asked Professor Slughorn, the Slytherin Head of House.

“Never in my years at this school has there been such a disgraceful attack on a pupil, not only once but twice! Using the same technique as well!” Dumbledore hissed. Clearly he was upset, as his blue eyes burned with rage. Lucius was now dreading his punishment, but it would not be as bad as what his father and the Dark Lord would have planned for him. Dumbledore took a deep, cleansing breath.

“The duel will go ahead as planned. Miss Newman, more than ever, deserves the right to it. Mr Malfoy, you will be under House arrest under the watch of myself and Professor Sprout. You may go to your dorm and collect what you need. You will be accompanied by Professors Slughorn and Kettleburn, just to be on the safe side,” the Headmaster informed the Slytherin.

“Yes Sir,” he mumbled. Slughorn grabbed him by the shoulder and marched him to the Common Room, along the way being joined by the Care of Magical Creatures Professor, Kettleburn. Upon entering the Common Room, the entire room fell silent. Regulus had also told his friends what he had over heard Lucius and the Death Eaters talking about.

Unfortunately for Regulus, his friends were gossips and soon the whole of the House knew. This was the reason why some of the inhabitants now turned their backs to Lucius, the ultimate show of rejection. Lucius was soon leaving the dungeon room, his heart and ego heavy. He was led to the nearby dungeon classroom of his House Master and Potions Master.

Here he would spend the night and following morning until time for the duel. Lucius didn’t sleep much as Madam Sprout was watching his every move. He knew if he stepped out of line now, she would and could blow him into pieces. But he also knew that she wouldn’t do it as she didn’t want to take the opportunity away from her own student, Jayne Newman. Lucius was now bitterly regretting all he had done.