Dark Desires

:: She was already at the verge of shaking in the inside in fear, when she noticed something.. No, he wasn’t disrobing himself. He was just removing his upper garments.. but why..? Then, pretending she was already asleep, she stared half eyes closed at the reflection.. He was healing himself with some herbs from plants.





:: There was a large and long slash across his chest and he had a bandage around it that was already thick pool with blood.. What happened to him?





:: Still, she ignored him. No, she didn’t want him to think she was staring at him.. but.. what the **** happened to him?





:: Laiza bit her lip to keep from gasping or saying anything. He did seem really hurt by the look of it, but what the heck happened to him..





:: Still, Laiza turned her eyes away from him, she didn’t like the idea of staring at him. Closing her eyes, she merely concentrated.. and began thinking.. and slowly, as if fate and stars were watching over her tonight.. like everything suddenly began making sense.. Severus didn’t touch her since she came here.. no, he didn’t, he never did. And knowing him.. he certainly has something under his skin.. but then again..



:: ‘..but I don’t know with you what you call what I just did for you..’ those words, she knew he meant something more to those words..





:: What she has and only what she has right now.. The only thing that could take her out of this ****.. But using it, she must know how.. she must master it completely..





:: With that thought, she closed her eyes and drifted off into a bliss of sleep for the first time.. a ray of hope.. clouding within her mind.. perhaps, just maybe..everything that happened today, everything fate gave her today, everything that she finally know.. was everything she needed to know to get out of this ****.









:: “All I need now is a great opportunity.. a chance..” Laiza thought over and over again until she woke up the following morning and found herself staring at the dark ceiling of the four-poster.





:: She slowly got up and looked around her. Severus was nowhere in sight, the fireplace just burnt out and she was without any chains.





:: She looked around her, it felt like it was still a little early in the morning.





:: She walked around the room silently, trying to listen around her. Then her eyes fell on the table at the middle of the room.







:: Her warm breakfast was there already and a red rose was lying on the tray with it. She walked forward it and stared at the rose, “He’s really thinking he could get me by this..” she whispered, staring at the rose and taking it from the tray. Without anything, she took it and then threw it on the trash bin next to the fireplace, “Not by this.. and certainly not by anything else.”





:: She then walked forward the bed again and back again around the room, listening. She looked around her, certain there was no escape from the room, nothing.





:: She was locked inside it and the only chance it was opened was when someone would bring her food or if Severus would take his nightly visits to her.. or if Lucius tries to sneak again.





:: “I’m getting out of this place,” she thought over and over again, “I’m going to take any chance I have to.. I’m going back to Remus.”





:: Few floors from where Laiza was, a Death Eater’s meeting was being held. The Dark Lord already has ordered taking the magical objects they would need in the ritual that would need Laiza’s apperance and use. He has asked Lucius and Severus where Harry was. Harry was, ofcourse, still comatose in the Order, without any news if ever he’s still going to wake up..





:: “Take a close eye on the sylph, Severus,” the Dark Lord told him, “I do not want to hear her escaping.. let alone..” he paused, “making any kind of trouble at all. You know why you have her, you know what your duties are.. and you know what her use is.. And ofcourse, what she is capable of.”





:: “She’s not going anywhere, my lord,” Snape answered bowing down, “I have Laiza and I will make sure she sees there no longer is a way out of this place.. and there is no other place she should remain. I have it all controlled, master. Laiza no longer will try to escape any time soon-“ “Make sure of that,” the Dark Lord spat at him, “because I will not tolerate it if she does escape.. You know what use she will be in the last battle,” he told him, his eyes shinning, “you know what she is capable of. If she is not aware, may it remain that way.. because we all know what she is capable of.”





:: The Dark Lord turned to Lucius, “And what of the army we are to have?”

Lucius bowed at him, “We have our army completed. We only need to wait for the answer of the army from the East,” Lucius answered, a smirk on his face, “and after that, the battle shall begin.. We shall begin and end it, Master, that I can assure you. And ofcourse, the sylph, will seal our victory.. as long as she stays with us, with or without an army, we can take them down.”





:: “Make sure you know where you should only stand for that sylph,” Voldemort said angrily at Lucius, “I may not see everything that is happening around here, Lucius, but I am not ignorant and I certainly know what has been happening..” “I’m sure, my lord,” Lucius began forcing a smile and eyeing Severus sideways, “there has just been some misunderstanding of what news has reached you-“





:: “I will not tolerate Lucius to hear you have been toying with the properties of your allies, if you want one, go and find yours. Severus owns her and certainly he has every right over her.. that is,” he paused and turned to Snape, “as far as he could know only until where his power over her shall stay. You know the rules Severus, I trust you with that. I will not hear you have fallen beneath the bait of emotion..”





:: There came a long paused, “I’m not under her passion, my lord,” he said, bowing slowly, “I can control her, she is beneath my control.” “Make sure of that,” Voldemort said, “because I will not lose this battle for some petty little thing those stupid mortals have..that they so called.. love..”



:: Another long paused. Then the dark lord nodded at the both of them, “See the mission I ask of you Severus, after this meeting,” he nodded at him, “and return to me the news I need. Lucius,” he sternly turned to Lucius, “prepare everything else we would need for this war. We shall take them now whilst that Potter boy is still vulnerable.. they will not have any wall to stand against.”







:: “Is he every going to wake up..?” Ginny thought over and over again as she gazed at the room where Harry still lay, comatose. “She’s going to wake up,” Lupin’s voice sounded as if he heard her thoughts. Ginny looked around and saw her old professor smiling next to her in a wheelchair. She looked at him in an fatherly way, “I don’t know.. It’s just..”





:: Lupin shook his head, “He’s going to,” he told her, “I did get up.. all I need.. is the will to live.. Harry has the will.”





:: Ginny simply nodded and then turned to the door, “I’ll just check him.. just incase there’ll be changes..” then she left Lupin in the bedroom overlooking Harry’s.







:: Lupin nodded and locked the room to himself, staring at the four walls.





:: Two weeks has passed now, and still, there came no news of Laiza.. nothing.. nothing at all. It made him sick everyday, to think, wake up and realize, Laiza still was not with them. There no longer was any point to do anything like be impatient and try and yell at everyone. There was nothing they could do.





:: So far, no attacks has been made, but still, which made them more agitated. It was better to hear attacks everyday, than not hear anything at all.



:: None could leave the headquarters as easily, so finding Laiza was way another hard thing to do.. still, Lupin and the Order pushed through this task, believing she is still alive..







:: Some of the Order did think Laiza is the traitor, but because there came no evidences, most of them relied on which and which.. meaning, none would believe until an evidence was present.. a more liable evidence.





:: “Where are you..” Lupin whispered, his face, starting to be tearful looking again. He wheeled his chair to the desk-drawer and stared at a picture of Laiza waving happily at him from a shot taken before the last battle had torn everything apart..







:: He simply refused to believe that Laiza was a traitor, let alone, believe she was not dead. But it was hard to think all this things over and over again.. every waking day of his life.





:: Laiza was not a traitor, so if she was alive.. that was hardly something possible. If she’s alive, then she might as well be a traitor by this chance in their conditions.. but that’s something, hardly he would believe even.. But where was Laiza? What has happened to her? Why can’t everyone settle that Severus is the only traitor.. not Laiza too.







:: The injury that Lupin had taken made him weak for days and weaks, almost unable him to completely move at all.. but through the healing and his will to still live, he managed to get off the bed.. only thing, he was probably disabled for the coming months.





:: The process of healing him wasn’t easy, partly physical injuries, and effect of spells and torture on him.. He would be then, unable to walk for months.. that is, the hard thing.. harder thing.. they were not sure he could still walk.. and the hardest..? In this condition, it almost made him insane for his inability to find Laiza faster.







:: “You have got to tell me you’re alive..” he whispered, taking the picture close to him, “I rather you become a traitor and live.. than die in this endless war.. where we could almost see even our own defeat..”





:: The door gently opened and Laiza woke up from the bed, still slightly sleepy. She was unable to get a good night’s sleep again. Two weeks now, still her plan was not taking much place.



:: Severus visited her only couple of times and then, she still couldn’t take any chance.. it was just too much of a give away for it this early.. besides, she needed to formulate a plan without any leakage. And that, was a hard job to be done.





:: And the past weeks, had been so bad for her. It is true that Severus has been taking care of her, extra care now. More than twice already, Severus has been sent to a task for the Dark Lord and Laiza was left.



:: Only when he returns, he finds Laiza deeply wounded, tortured. It turns out, the Dark Lord was sometimes being too impatient to want to take the information out of her and by means, he was asking his Death Eaters to bring her to him so he could torture the sylph by herself.







:: This caused ofcourse great fury for Severus. But since it was the Dark Lord doing it, he could hardly have a say for it. The mere thing he could do, is hope after hope, for night after night, that the harm done to Laiza, he would be able to heal.





:: Laiza heard the familiar footsteps of Severus as he entered that night bringing in her dinner. She had just been brought back to her room after hours’ of torture again. By the look of it, Severus was no longer surprise to see her in that state..







:: She was chained at the endpost of her own four-poster bed, her hair was dirty, muddy and messy, her clothings very much dirty and wet, her face filled with flecks of blood and her whole body was filled with bruises and other harm marks.





:: The only thing that the Dark Lord and the Death Eaters could not do to her was take her.. It was because of Severus’ binding charms and the master-slave charm between the two of them..



:: The bond that is saving Laiza’s life from the most horrible thing the Death Eaters could freely do to her..





:: Severus was wise enough to take that bond and charm first before taking any further steps. He knew and he was securing her state by protecting her in that way.. Laiza then, could barely realize it now.



:: He slowly entered and placed the food tray on the bed as he quickly went to the bathroom. Laiza heard him take a basin with warm water, he placed few drops of healing potion and placed a warm towel on it to use on Laiza later.





:: He slowly knelt down next to her and began unchaining her feet and hands from the post. He had stopped chaining her already for the past week, but everyday she came from the daily torture they did whenever he was away, he always finds her chained again.



:: The more she looked she was dying, the more Severus did not know anymore how he would deal wit her..





:: He slowly laced out the chains from her feet and hand and stared at Laiza’s dirty and bloody face, “Would you like to eat first?” he asked gently, examining with his eyes the harm marks done on her today.





:: Laiza did not answer, her eyes were staring out of nowhere.. he was to leave was already fading from her since this new kind of tactic form the Dark Lord had taken place.





:: Severus merely shook his head, “Maybe you have to eat first, come, I’ll help you to the bed..” and he bent over her to take her to the bed, but Laiza held out a hand and protested against him..





:: Severus simply stared at her, “You have to eat,” he told her, and since Laiza no longer has enough strength, with one swift motion of his hands, he managed to take her away from the floor and placed her patiently on the bed in a comfortable position.





:: “I’ll just see if your food is still hot..” he told her, as he went to the tray. Laiza just shook her head and simply stared at him. She watched as Severus patiently cut the pasta meat into pieces and the fruits he patiently sliced in front of her. He knew she wasn’t going to eat, still every time he was hear, he had that seemingly hope she would be lured by his affection.







:: Severus took a napkin from the table and held a cup of soup in his hand as started for Laiza, “I think you will like this, I remember you love this kind of soup..” he told her, patiently sitting next to her and taking the napkin on her lap. Laiza’s eyes simply stared at the wall.





:: Severus took a spoonful of it and blew it and placed it to her mouth, “You’ll need your strength,” he told her, ushering the food to her mouth, “and this will certainly make you feel better. The healing potions usually works better if you have healthier stamina..” he placed the spoon next to her mouth and still, nothing.





:: Few more minutes and more words of kindness from him, still nothing happened.





:: “Laiza, please..” he pleaded patiently, “you have got to eat.. you are going to kill yourself with what you’re doing.. Please.. listen to me.. Just eat some of this.. so I could start healing your wounds now.. I don’t like the look of that cut on your cheeks,” he told her, “please eat something..” he ushered, ushering the food to her mouth.





:: Without warning, Laiza’s hand came from her side and went flying to the cup of soup and spoon in Severus’ hands. She shoved both of them to his face that hit him merely on his clothing. Splattered food came upon his clothes, and Severus stared down at his clothing with open mouth and Laiza staring angrily at him. His eyes settled for a moment out of nowhere, then he stared at Laiza's own sharpening stare..









:: “What are you doing?!” she yelled angrily, her strength fighting for her life, “What do you think you’re doing?!” she yelled again at him. Severus shook his head, “I’ll just get some more food,” he told her, going to the tray next to the bed. But before he could reach it, Laiza quickly kicked it away and pushed the tray upside down. All its contents scattered on the bed and on the floor.



:: Her breathing was shallow, the look of hatred very visible in her eyes as she stared at Severus.





:: “You’re not getting it, do you?” she asked him, “I don’t care! I want to die! I WANT TO DIE NOW! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?!” he yelled at her several more times and she started kicking and hitting him with her hands as she cried and cried and cried and cried..





:: Severus grabbed both her arms and held her close to him, closing his eyes, “You need rest, that’s all-“ “I don’t need rest!” she yelled at his face, as she kicked her way away from him, “You don’t know what I want!” she screamed at his face, “you have no idea what I want-I want out of this – I want to die-“



:: “You need rest,” he repeated again, and this time, he held a firm grip around both her wrists and settled her back on the bed, “and you’re going to have to listen to me for that-“ suddenly, Laiza freed her other arm and with it, full force, she slapped his right cheek until a very dark and red mark appeared on it.







:: She stared up at him, breathing heavily, tears all over her face, and he was just looking down at her, battling whether to hit her or not. To battle about it was not a cause anyway. She had insulted him far already more than anyone else ever did to him and that was out of the question..





:: He stared down at her and raised his other arm, ready to strike.. but something was telling him, to stop him from striking..





:: “GO ON!” Laiza yelled angrily, “GO ON AND HIT ME! GIVE ME THAT DEATH EATER SELF YOU ARE!” she yelled, standing up from the bed and pushing him around as he slowly lowered his hand at his side, “HIT ME! GO! GET THAT HAND OF YOURS ON MY FACE! HIT ME SEVERUS! COME ON, DO IT!” she yelled angrily, grabbing his right slender hand and pulled it up her face, and with both her hands, she kept hitting every part of him she could reach.



:: “YOU-WHY DON’T’ YOU JUST KILL ME – END ALL THIS – GET OUT OF MY LIFE – “ she yelled, until slowly, her energy began fading and she sank back on the floor and Severus knelt down next to her, both his arms wrapped around her tightly and she still tried to fight her way away, without a cause..





:: Slowly, Severus took out a potion from his pocket, and teary eyes, Laiza barely noticed it, he took off its cap and slowly forced it to her mouth. Laiza cried harder as he did this, because she knew, he was just going to force her to sleep whenever she acted like this and she hated that so much.





:: She felt the liquid pass through her pursed lips that he managed to open with his hand and made Laiza swallow the potion and watch her gulp it forcing her mouth open and pinching her nose so she would swallow it.





:: As soon as the warm potion reached Laiza’s throat, it quickly took effect, her struggles lessened and she began feeling dizzy and its other effects.







:: Severus placed the potion bottle aside in his pocket and wipe the tears off Laiza’s face as she could only whisper her struggles until her hands could no longer hit him as they fell on the side. He wiped the excess liquid of potion around her lips and carefully carried her back to the bed, kicking aside the spilled food around the floor as he stepped over them.





:: He placed Laiza carefully back to the bed and as he did so, he noticed that the marks of the chains were already deep in her skin.. He had said he would take care of her, but then.. the more he took care of her, the more he feared of losing her, the more he has been hurting her..





:: He sat at the end of the bed, staring at the sleep he had forced her upon. Her whole body look very tired already, and she had been skinnier and skinnier everyday.. he didn’t know what to do, that he began to realize already.





:: Ofcourse he wanted to win the war with the Dark Lord then he’d be placed in peace with her.. then again.. he also wanted the information out of her, but even as a skilled Legilimence, he knew, that taking it out from her would take more than all he has done already.. she wouldn’t let go of that thought.. that memory.. and he certainly cannot let go of the emotions starting to form in him..





:: With his slender fingers, he stroked Laiza’s brilliant mahogany hair and stared down upon her. The beautiful smile no longer in her face..nothing.. all the hopes and real life out of her gone once he took her here in this sanctuary of the Death Eaters.. she had hoped he would not be the same, but all that gone now.. he had proven her wrong.



:: He had failed her.





:: Before he was unable to stop himself, he quickly turned away and called an elf to clean the mess she had placed upon.





:: He stood at the doorway for a long moment.. staring at her sleeping figure.. and he knew, the more the days that passed, the more he was beginning to be unable to control himself from just staring at her..