Broken Without a Fix

10

Harry opened his eyes. The light almost blinded him, but it soon melted back into the scenery. Harry's entire body ached wildly and he tried to movie his arms, but something held them in place. He leaned up slightly and just before pain exploded through his body, he saw that there were thick restraints around his wrists and ankles. Draco was sleeping on the bed next to him and he had kicked off his blankets. There were large bandages on Draco's feet.

Harry pulled at the restraints. They wouldn't budge. He would have tried harder if only his body would let him. There was too much pain. His midriff felt as though it had been torn apart and roughly thrown back together. There was dried blood on his pajama top near his belly button.

Madame Pomfrey bustled into view.

"Harry, dear," she whispered as though people were dying in the room. "Harry, there was an accident. Both you and Mr. Malfoy were injured and you both should be ok. What is the last thing you remember?"

"Ginny...Weasley..." Harry said slowly. It hurt his chest to speak.

"Yes, we thought that's what you would say. Mr. Malfoy reported the same thing. You both were found early this morning. You were bleeding heavily and badly bandaged. Mr. Malfoy was unconcious on the floor surrounded by shards of glass. Potion bottles had been spilt near the medicine cabinet and there was an empty Blood-Replenishing bottle. According to Mr. Malfoy, Ginny Weasley was ordered by Mr. Riddle to murder you. But Draco gave you the Blood-Replenishing Draft and bandaged you up. The reason you are restrained is because whenever anyone would attempt to touch you this morning, you would jerk away. Headmaster was afraid you would harm yourself. I can remove the restraints in a few moments. But Headmaster has demanded that you stay here. You are not to leave. There is too much danger."

Harry nodded his head a fraction of an inch and Madame Pomfrey bustled back to her office. She returned in a few minutes and waltzed over to Harry's bed.

"You were injured badly in your stomach and chest. I suggest that as I remove the restraints, not to move much, and that you simply rest."

Harry nodded his head and she unbuckled his left wrist. She moved down and unbuckled his left ankle. She bustled to the other side of Harry's bed and pursed her lips. She brushed hair out her face and unbuckled Harry's wrist and ankle.

"Rest Mr. Potter," Madame Pomfrey said quietly as she turned to leave. Harry caught the hem of her cloack with his crumpled hand.

"Is there any news of Ginny?" Harry asked hopefully, but the moment he said it, he could tell that there was nothing. Her eyes emptied remaining color and she immediately looked away from him. "Alright, and how is Draco?"

"He was given another Sleeping Solution to calm his nerves," Madame Pomfrey said as Harry released her robes. "His blood is not reacting well to any types of potions we have here, so he is dealing with his injuries as a muggle might. No magical remidies."

Madame Pomfrey pulled away from Harry's outstretched hand arm and walked back to her office. Harry reached down to his shirt, despite Pomfrey's warning, and pulled it up over his stomach. His entire torso was covered by a thick, heavy bandage. There was dried blood in a few places and a fresh blot of blood was accumulating near his navel.

"Madame Pomfrey," Harry said loudly and she came. "I am bleeding again."

"I thought I said to rest," she stated stubbornly as brought a cold, silver scissors to his hip, where she pulled it up sharply and the bandages released Harry. "Something in your blood prevented the potions from working fully. Your wounds have been healed to the best of our skills."

Harry looked down at his chest. Crusty dried blood was clumped in a remote places and Harry saw five deep gashes near his belly button and up his chest. There was a clear, jelliy-like material bulged over each cut.

"To prevent bleeding," Madame Pomfrey said as she pushed the bandages across his chest, revealing it fully. "Although it seems as though it didn't work." She poked at a bulge which had loosened from a stab mark and Harry grimaced in pain.

She bustled around Harry and he hardly paid any attention, unless it was hurting him. He was looking at Draco. Draco's knees were both uncovered and blue scar tissue covered them. His feet were covered in bandages and Harry knew that Draco would have strange scars there too.

Suddenly Professor Snape burst into the room. "Where is Dumbledore, Poppy?"

"He just left," she said plainly as she replaced Harry's bandages. "What could be so important?"

"I've found an antidote to the poison in Mr. Malfoy's blood."

***

When Ginny returned to the secret room on the fifth floor, Tom had a small table set up. There were all different kinds of foods and two goblets full of a rich red wine.

"Ginny, you have done well," Tom said as he took her hand and led her to the table. "You killed a man tonight, Ginny. And now you shall be rewarded. Sit down. Enjoy yourself."

Ginny sat awkwardly at the chair provided for her. She looked down at her hands and dress. Blood. Tom flicked his wand and it vanished. Ginny reached for a roll and Tom pushed her glass towards her.

"Drink this wine," he said with an evil glare in his eyes. "It's to die for."

She knew something was in it. She could smell it. And she could taste it as she put her lips to the cup. She tipped the cup and swallowed five deep gulps. Immediately, things in the room seemed brighter colored. She seemed suddenly drowsy.

"My dear, what's wrong?" Tom asked with a wide grin on his face. "You look distressed."

Ginny frowned. Everything seemed to wave in front of her eyes. It was a drug. And she was falling. Her head hit the ground with a resounding thud. Pain coarsed through her temples as she stared at Tom's shoes moving out from under the table and towards her. He gripped her hand and pulled her sharply to a sitting position on the floor. He dropped her hand and quickly scooped her up and onto the bed. Ginny stared at the ceiling. She knew what he wanted right now. And he drugged her for it. So she wouldn't resist him.

Her chest suddenly felt cold. Tom ripped open the bodice of her dress and she was exposed to him. He stood up and quickly pulled off his clothes. He then reached towards the bottom hem of Ginny's dress and pulled it sharply off her body and flung it on the floor.

"No Tom," Ginny whispered and she pushed her arms up at his chest as he approached her. "No, I won't."

"You are a murderer, Ginny Weasley," he said quietly. "I could turn you away from me. You would be given the death sentence without a trial."

"I don't care Tom," Ginny said she lifted up her knee to push him off her. "Let me go then. Send me to Dumbledore. He would save me. Let me go."

He sharply took her lifted knee and turn her over on her stomach. She raised her arms and pushed against the bed to sit up, but his knee came down quick on her back and his hand pushed her head into the bed. She struggled against him and the shadows gathered themselves. Her arms were restrained. She kicked. Her legs were restrained.

"Ginny, I have the darkest forces of the earth at my command," he said as her panties were pulled down her legs. "You cannot resist me. And now you shall be punished."

He stopped moving for a minute and Ginny's arm erupted in pain. The Dark Mark burned. She let out a scream despite her pain and she fought back tears. Her legs were bent against her will and her hips were forced into the air. Tears burst forth from her eyes. She whined quietly as he entered her from behind. Her body felt as though it was tearing in half. Every muscle tensed up inside her as she fought against him.

"Tom, stop!" she screamed and he thrust inside of her all the more. "Tom, stop! Stop! Tom! Let me go!"

"I want a child by you," Tom whispered in her ear as he paused and leaned down by her face. "And then we shall truly be connected. 'Til death do us part."

Tom spent ten minutes thrusting inside of her and she cried wildly with pain and shame. The muscles in her body spasmed and she tried to push him off of her, but he just enjoyed her pain and resistence more.

He spilled into her. "It is done," he said as he withdrew from her. The shadows released her and she collapsed on her side. "Stay here," he said. Her wrists and ankles were bound as he snapped his fingers.

"Tom, I'm cold," Ginny whispered as tears rolled down her face. Tom snapped his fingers once more and tight black clothes covered her skin. There were white socks on her feet and her hair was pulled into a ponytail.

He left her in the room.

***

Draco's eyes opened slowly. His feet ached. Snape, Dumbledore, and Madame Pomfrey were gathered round his bed. They were deep in discussion and didn't seem to notice that he had woken up.

"So it is most likely an antidote?" Madame Pomfrey asked Snape.

He nodded his head. "The poison that I think infected Mr. Malfoy can indeed be eliminated by the antidote I have created. But it must be given to him everyday for two weeks before he is entirely cleaned of the poison. It must be administered on a new moon and stopped on a full moon. Two weeks."

"Very well," Dumbledore said. "The new moon is in three days. We can start then."

"Yes, well, there may be some side effects also," Snape mentioned. "This antidote will speed up the process of the poison. Mr. Malfoy's strength will deteriate until the full moon, when the poison will leave him entirely. The antidote may also cause blindness and other side effects. But after two weeks, the poison will leave him."

"That sounds fine," Madame Pomfrey said with a quick glance at Malfoy. Her eyes bulged. He was awake. "Headmaster..." She pointed.

"Well good morning Mr. Malfoy," Dumbledore said cheerfully. "As you probably heard, an antidote has been found. But for two weeks, it might be unbearable. I trust you can handle this?"

Draco nodded his head and sat up. "I can take it. I'm ready."