Broken Without a Fix

12

Lights floated above her eyes. There was something heavy over her entire body. She could move her arms from side which meant he had not tied her again. But she couldn't sit up. Her body ached and the lights in the room were too bright. She let out a small moan to let him know she was awake.

"Ginny," she heard him whisper and a pressure descended upon the bottom of her bed. She knew she was in a bed. What else could be so warm?

"Ginny, wake up," Tom commanded. She shut her eyes tighter. "Please Ginny. Open your eyes. Look at me and look around us."

Ginny opened her eyes again and the light blinded her. But it melted away as her eyes adjusted and she stared straight above her bed to a dark green canopy. She sat up slightly and was greeted by a very clean Tom. He had showered and cut his hair and it hung loosely near his ears. Behind Tom was a light mahogany bedpost. Curling snakes and skulls wove into an intricate design with leaves and jets of magic from wands. At one point of bedpost, there was a break in the pattern and a short cursive word was ingraved. Ginny squinted to see. Tom lay down next to her as she gave up on trying to see the word and he pulled the heavy blanket down to her torso.

"Malfoy Manor," Ginny whispered and Tom nodded.

"And this is young Draco's room," Tom noted as he stared into Ginny's eyes. "He was a very promising student until his father fell from power with Lord Voldemort. Yes you flinch, but remember that I am the same person as him."

Ginny sat up slowly. Her arm ached and she put her opposite hand to it.

"Yes," Tom said slowly with glazed eyes. "Yes, it does hurt, doesn't it? It should. But I had to take precautions. And-"

The door suddenly burst open and Lucius Malfoy stood in the door frame.

"I see our little friend has awakened from her slumber," he said drawlingly with a malicious smile. Ginny tossed a fake smile at him as she removed her hand from her sore arm. She took a moment to stare around the room. She looked down at herself. Tom had kept her in the skin tight black clothes he had magicked onto her after he had torn off her robes. She looked to the mirrored closet longingly.

"I would have brought you a beautiful outfit," Lucius said, "but we only have men's clothing in this house."

"I don't care," Ginny said as she rose slowly and marched to the closet. "As long as you get me outta this shit..."

She slid the door back and stepped into a whole new world of Malfoy clothing. Most was black and green, but she dug deep until she found some old Muggle clothes. There was a pair of too-small-for-Draco pants and a faded red Chudley Cannons shirt. She took them up quickly with a pair of large socks and walked towards the door.

"Sorry, do not pass go," Lucius said with a sneer. He looked back at Tom and Tom nodded his head. "I'm afraid you cannot quite leave this room yet. Change now or don't change at all."

Ginny's ears turned a bright raging red as she flopped the giagantic clothes onto Draco's bed. She pulled the shirt over her head and slid the red shirt quickly over her chest before either of them could get a good look of her. She buttoned three top white buttons and quickly peeled off the tight black pants to reveal a green thong with wild lace. She hid her face in her hair as she bent over to pull the jeans onto her body. Just as she pulled the pants over her thighs, a hand came down sharp on her backside.

"I like that green," Lucius growled into her ear. Tom burst out laughing and fell backwards into the bed as Lucius sharply turned Ginny around and locked his lips onto hers. It was like moldy lemons.

Ginny pushed at him as Tom sat back up. She twisted away from Lucius and fell onto the bed. Lucius immediately lay down next to her and set his hands on her face.

"She needs some punishment," Lucius said cruelly as he stroked Ginny's cheek with his gloved hand. "Yes, this one is unruly." His finger slid along down to her neck. "She needs to be taught right from wrong and ruler from subject." His finger slid farther along her neck towards her cleavage. "You should punish her, my young Tom." He unbuttoned her top button and Ginny reached up her hands to protest, but Lucius' opposite hand came down stinging the right side of Ginny's face. Tears sprung in her eyes as Tom unbuttoned Ginny's second button.

"You can take care of her," Tom said as he stood up off the bed. Ginny turned her wet eyes away from Lucius' hand and locked onto Tom. Lucius' eyes lit up.

Tom started walking towards the door as Lucius produced his wand. "Unapareo!" Lucius said quietly and Ginny was stripped of Draco's clothes. Ginny strived to cover herself as Tom made his slow treck to the door. Tom reached the door and walked into the hallway. He stood in the hallway looking in for a few moments as Lucius removed the majority of his clothes and approached Ginny. Tom reached forward for the door knob as Lucius lay down next to Ginny and moved his hand to her privates. Ginny squirmed in silent shame and ecstasy as Lucius put his fingers in her.

"Have fun, my friend," Tom said as his hand touched the doorknob. "She is yours. A present." He pulled the door shut abruptly.

Lucius went down on Ginny and Tom walked downstairs, ignoring the screams.

***

Dumbledore, Snape, and McGonagal had left the school when Draco and Harry started searching through their trunks for the proper things they would need. Harry pulled his Firebolt and Draco produced two long but small green packages.

"Disposable wands," Draco said quickly at the sight of Harry glaring in curiousity. Harry nodded his head. "Well, we're gonna need to stun Pomfrey for our actual wands." Harry stared at Draco in disbelief. "Ok Potter, how do you suppose we're to get out of here?"

Suddenly, Madame Pomfrey burst forth from her office and Draco tossed Harry a green plastic package. He ripped off the end quickly and slid out a thin wooden stick.

"This is a wand?" Harry said sarcastically as Draco ripped open the package he was holding.

"Yes, but it's only good for four spells," Draco said as he rubbed it shiny. "So please, just try to aim well."

Draco smirked as Pomfrey walked over towards them.

"Well boys, let me just tell you that-" There was a loud whooshing and she was lying on the ground in a puddle of robes. Draco leaned down and pushed her out of the aisle between the beds. "Let's go," Draco said with his broomstick in his hand and a large smile on his face.

"Draco, your antidote," Harry said suddenly and Draco stopped dead.

"It'll be in her office. It's there. With the wands." But his face was pure white with worry and he knew it would not be there.

"Draco," Harry whispered. "We can stay here."

"No! We have to get Ginny. No one knows that house better than I!"

Harry absent-mindedly nodded his head and walked towards the office. It held a small desk and a locked filing cabinet.

"Alohamora!" Harry whispered at the cabinet and it popped open. Inside were two wands and one vial of the foul potion that was the antidote. "There's only enough for one day. You must be feeling like crap right now."

"Well duh I'm tired," Draco said stupidly as he scooped up his wand and the vial of antidote. "But I'll be fine."

Draco frowned to himself as they walked out of Pomfrey's office. He knew he was lying to himself and Harry.

***

Lucius had ripped her apart inside. Her stomach and bowels churned and her thighs hurt. He was far more rough than Tom.

Once Lucius had gotten her into the position he wanted, on her back with her arms held near her head and her legs stretched wide, she had gone numb with shame. She cried and screamed and twisted and turned, but nothing could break the iron-like grip he held her in. He had lain in bed next to her before removing his silk knickers and she had screamed in fright when he thrust inside of her. Her body and mind screamed in pain, yet somewhere deep inside, her body begged for more.

She wanted to be loved. Not just screwed for a while by some man who was willing to take her unwillingly. She wanted someone beside her who held her close and whispered in her ear and was gentle. Gentle. It was a word that hardly registered anything in her mind anymore. She hadn't seen Harry or Draco in days and she prayed for someone to find her in the Manor.

After Lucius was through with her, he had left to fetch her some food. He returned with stale bread and a glass of rich red wine. She would not drink it and she hardly picked at the bread.

"What's wrong m'dear?" Lucius had mocked. "Don't you want to eat?"

She had spit at his feet. And it angered him. Oh, how it angered him. He had lunged at her and knocked the wine and bread out of her hand. She watched with tears in her eyes under his harsh grasp as the wine glass hit the floor and smashed, spilling tiny remnants of glass everywhere. He had took her by the arm and had forced her down on her back against the bed. He closed his eyes for a moment and her legs and arms were seized by the shadows. But her legs were not forced open. They simply held her still. And she closed her eyes and cried silently and didn't even realize it when Lucius approached her again with no clothing on his pale body.

"I will make you hungry for something," he said evilly as he leaned over her. He took his two hands and forced her jaws open. Her eyes grew wide and panicked as he put his privates in her mouth. She screamed against him, but he started thursting the back of her throat. She choked wildly as a thick liquid filled her mouth. "Oh Ginny aren't you hungry? Swallow!"

She tried twisting her head away, but his hands held her face firmly in place. He withdrew from her abruptly and massaged her throat. Her mind screamed no as her throat relaxed and swallowed the liquid. After it cleared her throat, a few words shot back into her mind and she said them loudly to Lucius.

"Les ombres font mon ordre." The shadows immediately melted away from her and she sat up on the bed. Lucius stared at her wildly.

"Who taught you that?" he said craziliy as she stood up and lept over the shards of glass to the bathroom door.

"Tom did," she said as she turned into the bathroom and closed the door. She vomited the thick contents of her stomach up into the toilet and wiped her mouth. When she opened the door, Lucius was gone.

***

They somehow managed to slip out of the castle. Harry did not know how; he was not paying attention to where Draco was pulling him. As soon as they got outside the doors, Draco jumped onto his broomstick and Harry hopped onto his own. Draco flew crazily ahead Harry and flew for nearly ten minutes over the deepest part of the Forbidden Forest. Suddenly, Draco plummeted and Harry followed.

They descended deep into the forest and landed solidly on the leafy ground. Harry had never been this deep in the woods. The trees barely had leaves. Draco started walking quickly. Harry followed.

"Ciretreus!" Draco screamed into the woods. "Ciretreus! I need to get to the Manor! It's Draco!"

Suddenly, horsehooves were clearly heard coming towards them. A centuar appeared. It had a silver coat and bright white hair, but it looked young and beautiful.

"Draco," it said slowly and Harry was melting in its voice. "Young mister, I have not seen you here for a while. But the planets have fortold our meeting. Indeed, you need to get to the Manor. He was here. Come."

Draco went towards the centuar and lept up onto its back. Draco motioned for Harry to join him.

"Uh, last time I went on the back of a centuar, he was almost killed."

Ciretreus shook his head. "Bane was taken care of."

Harry shook his head as if knowing something would go wrong and walked towards the centuar. He jumped up and his stomach landed down on the centuar's back. Draco took the back of Harry's robe sharply and pulled him up.

"Thanks," Harry said awkwardly as he righted himself behind Draco.

"Anytime," Draco said to Harry and then to Ciretreus, "Let's go. Now."

***

She quickly threw on the Chudley Cannons shirt and the too-large jeans and opened the door. She needed to get out. The room smelled of sweat and sex and there were tiny shards of glass littering the floor. Ginny had no wand and assumed that the Manor had a house elf, so she left the glass there and opened the door.

The hallways were extremely plain. The floor was a white marble and the walls were painted an earthy green. Once in a rare while, Ginny would come across a scowling painting on her way to the main room of the house.

She continued down the same hallway for nearly ten minutes until she came upon a stair case. She slowly slid down it and came into a large room. The largest room she had ever seen. Slightly larger than the Great Hall. Oh Hogwarts, how she missed it already.

The room contained a large mantle and fireplace where a bonfire was already burning. There were many large green sofas and chairs around the room and she sighed as her eyes met a wall completely covered in a bookshelf. Books.

She ran on tiptoe towards the bookshelf and immediately picked up the first book she could find.

"Hmmm, Dark Wizards of the Stone Age," she said to herself. "Not exactly my kind of reading, but I'll take what I can get."

"Yes, I didn't think this house would exactly suit you," Tom said behind her and suddenly his hands were on her waist. "Ginny, come back to bed. Let's go to bed."

"No," she said firmly without turning around. "I don't want a spot in your bed or Lucius' bed anytime in the near future."

"Ginny," Tom said softly in her ear, "even if we wanted you in bed again, you would have very little say in it."

A single tear rolled down her face and fell onto the Chudley Cannons shirt.

"Stop crying," he ordered from behind her. "Stop it now."

"I just can't seem to help it," she said stupidly. "Little emotional lately, but given the circumstances, this is very good for me."

"That's hormones Ginny," Tom said softly in her ear again. "That usually happens when you are carrying a child."

"No shit Sherlock."