lunalelle (lunalelle) wrote in hpdesmutathon, @ 2008-04-29 05:17:00 |
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Entry tags: | draco, fenrir, fic |
Title: Things that Go Bump in the Night
Recipient: vikingcarrot
Pairing: Fenrir/Draco
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 3000
Warnings: non-con, violence
Summary: Revenge is sweet.
Notes: Love to W. for the beta.
The boy was skilled, but there was no pleasure in the expression on his pale face, only loathing and feverish terror. He stared down at Fenrir and managed to make the curse hurt as if he were holding his own wand and not the Dark Lord's.
They'd sold him out instantly, of course--blamed the entire fiasco on Fenrir. It was the Lestrange bitch who started it, but the others followed along as sure as turning follows the full moon. He'd opened his eyes to see them all surrounding him, looking down. He still felt groggy from the Stupefying Hex, and their bodies appeared grey and formless, their voices echoing through his skull. By the time his head had cleared it was too late; the Dark Lord was there and they were all cowering in terror for their lives.
He had the boy punish Fenrir. The Cruciatus Curse--over twenty minutes of it. Fenrir had thought he'd go mad. When it was finally over he lay on the floor in a mess of his own sweat, drool and urine, and forced himself to look up at his tormentor, to meet his hazy grey eyes and make them go sharp and bright.
I'll get you, he thought, his chest heaving, his muscles still twitching.
The boy's eyes widened and he gave a tiny gasp.
I'll have you, you little Pureblood shit, and I'll do more than bite.
The wand slipped from the boy's fingers and clattered to the floor. His face went grey, and it was only his mother's hand on his shoulder that stopped him from falling.
Despite the pain, despite the remaining humiliation of being treated like a worthless animal by a group of thin-blooded, smooth skinned aristocrats who'd have been torn to bits by his pack in a matter of seconds, Fenrir smiled.
The boy's eyes fluttered shut and he sagged backwards into his mother's arms.