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darktriad ([info]darktriad) wrote in [info]irreparable,
@ 2011-02-23 10:11:00

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Entry tags:eddie carmichael, verity

WHO: Eddie and Verity
WHAT: A bad day for Verity
WHEN: Backdated-- Tuesday morning


Eddie didn't expect the shop to be empty. Where was George? Where was Verity? Where was Audrey? Didn't they live upstairs? He had broken into the office early, before the sun came up, and sneaked upstairs to see if he could catch them unaware. But they weren't there. They Eddie had waited around, rifling through their things, for someone to come into work.

Was the shop closed because of him?

Eddie finally settled into the chair behind George's desk and started to go through the drawers when he heard the bell ring up front. He picked up his wand and moved behind the door to the office, waiting.


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[info]darktriad
2011-02-26 01:59 am UTC (link)
"Money won't do me much good if everyone's looking for my face," he snapped, "Will it?"

He turned and walked away from her. His father's tool bench had a few things laid out-- hand drills, hammers, crow bars. It would be cleaner to use a curse, but more fun to use a muggle instrument.

He looked back at her, a new glint in his eye. "You," he said, "Should not be wasted."

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[info]cutiemchotskirt
2011-02-26 02:09 am UTC (link)
"But-- you could--" Verity responded weakly after the snap. Her eyes followed Eddie's movements to the work bench and at the sight of the tools she started to frantically tug at her bonds. She didn't want to die like this. Not tied up, not slaughtered by a murderer.

To her incredible frustration and embarrassment, she started to cry. Tears welled up in her eyes. But before she had a chance to say anything else, he went on with a new glint in his eye.

"Wha-What are you going to do with me?" She asked, one rather large tear dropping straight from her eye to the bust of her sweater and leaving a wet dot there.

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[info]darktriad
2011-02-26 02:16 am UTC (link)
Eddie licked his lips. He crossed back to her and grabbed her face, forcing his lips on hers quite suddenly. He hadn't been touched in months. If he was going to kill her, why not use her to break the fast. Of course Eddie never had to force himself on anyone (he didn't count the lust potion he had used on Audrey, purely because he was a sociopath), but now he felt a little desperate.

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[info]cutiemchotskirt
2011-02-26 02:21 am UTC (link)
That was absolutely not what Verity had hoped for. She winced when he grabbed her, eyes furrowing closed. She had nowhere to go to escape him, though, and she was tied down so she couldn't slap him. He had a hand on each side of her face, so she couldn't even turn her head.

Was this going to save her life? Or was she going to be raped then slaughtered?

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[info]darktriad
2011-02-26 02:27 am UTC (link)
He forced his tongue between her lips and his hand between her knees. He squeezed her thigh, thinking that perhaps she would be more fun to keep alive. He could send Oliver Wood a detailed letter about how she tasted.

She was at least valuable until he could send George a ransom note. A trade-off. Verity for George Weasley.

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[info]cutiemchotskirt
2011-02-26 02:34 am UTC (link)
Verity gave a muffled yelp into the forced kiss as Eddie's tongue forced its way into her mouth. She was afraid to do anything, afraid to bite, afraid to struggle. He could kill her like he killed Romilda. He could do anything to her.

And then she felt his hand between her knees. She was wearing a knee-length skirt, so his palm was against bare skin. Her knees were pressed close together, but with her wrists and ankles tied, she didn't have much leverage to stop him.

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[info]darktriad
2011-02-26 02:43 am UTC (link)
Eddie pulled back and touched his fingers to his lip. He smiled. Eddie may have been crazy, but he still liked the ritual of flirting and seduction. He could have forced himself on her now, but it would be more fun to pretend he was romancing her.

"I have things to attend to," he said. "I'll bring you lunch when I return."

Eddie resisted the urge to rub his crotch. He turned for the cellar stairs. "I'll bring down a telly for you, so you aren't bored."

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[info]cutiemchotskirt
2011-02-26 02:54 am UTC (link)
Verity had honestly been on the verge of returning his kiss to try and get him to stop. She was a little afraid that if she refused his advances, he'd kill her. But when he pulled back and excused himself, she blinked up at him. It was confusing, but a bit of a relief.

He wasn't going to kill her yet. She was holding her breath until he was at the stairs, and then she started to breathe again, tears escaping her eyes. She was alive.

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