Charms Classroom

[Draco Malfoy]

Classroom where Charms is held and has a window overlooking the front drive (OP30)

[Alecto Carrow]

Alecto entered the Charms classroom without any announcing or notice. She was here with a purpose. Flitwick looked at her in shock as his door slammed open, along with all of the sixth year students who turned around in unison.

It seemed it was a combination of Gryffindor and Slytherin. Just as well. It didn't take long to locate the atrocious ginger hair she was seeking.

"What is this about?" the tiny man demanded his mustache twitching in agitation.

"What it's about isn't your business." Her gaze turned back to the students. "Class dismissed." As they looked in confusion between her and their professor she pulled her wand, blasting out one of the windows "Now."

The students quickly got up running from the room, bumping desks and one another. She pointed her wand at the Weasley girl as she passed causing her to freeze "Not. You."

Flitwick came up behind Ginny "May I-"

"No, you may not. You too are dismissed Finnious," Alecto declared.

The man held himself up stiffly but did not yet move. "This is still my classroom and Miss. Weasley is my student."

"Nothing in the castle is yours..." dark eyes turned to him. "Not even your life..."

The threat was far from subtle as the man continued to hesitate. However the appearance of the other twin caused him to look at Miss. Weasley with a gaze of sympathy, his eyes telling her how sorry he was. He would leave and go and find Minerva, perhaps between the two of them they could do something for the girl.

The tiny man turned and shuffled slowly from the classroom.

[Ginny Weasley]

Ginny's head lifted up from her work at the sound of the door being roughly thrown open, the wood banging against the wall loudly as the female Carrow prowled in as if she owned the place. Her brow pulled in a slight frown at the interaction between Flitwick and the Deputy Headmistress, however she remained silent. Flitwick could take care of himself, though what had the crazy bint so wound up was anyone's guess.

As she barked out a command Ginny rose with the class, half wondering about going to find McGonigall to let her know that something was up - particularly if it left Flitwick at her mercy.

However as it turned out, it wasn't Flitwick she was after, a wand levelled at her face as she tried to pass with the others making that abundantly clear. Eyes widening a little in surprise, the redhead froze on the spot, face turning wary as her eyes flickered to the woman's face trying to find some explanation for the targeting, though she was wise enough to hold her tongue - Alecto Carrow was known for taking offence at the slightest thing... and apparantly she hadn't come alone.

Somehow Ginny doubted this was going to end well for her...

[Amycus Carrow]

Amycus moved behind his sister, a slightly crazed anticipatory laugh sounding in his throat as she blasted out the window. Baring his teeth in warning at the little imp of a Professor, the mal twin reached out to grab a passing Slytherin student, holding the boy in place while he spoke.

"Sssscuttle off back to your hole, little shrew," he hissed at him as the man dodged by, even going so far as to jerk forward as he passed to snap his teeth at him, laughing again as the man flinched.

Alreay he could feel the high thrumming through his blood of anticipation of what was to come. A tongue flicked out to lick his lips as a shiver ran down his spine, black eyes at last turning to his captive.

"Draco Malfoy," he ordered the boy who, frankly he couldn't care enouh to try to identify. "Find him, tell him to come here. We've got a job for him."

At the terrified nod, the Death Eater tossed the boy carelessly to the floor leaving him to scramble to his feet and tear away, ignoring him as he too stepped into the room, eyes falling on the littlest Weasley and offering her a vicious smile.

[Alecto Carrow]

"Well… Miss. Wea-sley…" the woman purred with a sweet smile "It seems we've been tasked with speaking with you about an important matter…" Her gaze flicked over the girl. "Tell me… your siblings… how many were there again?"

[Ginny Weasley]

The girl's eyes flickered between the two Death Eater's, Alecto's nasty smile no less unsettling than her brother's manic grin.

"Six," she offered warily.

The smile turning to a snarl, Amycus lashed out with his wand, slashing it down through the air as a nasty stinging lash licked over her face, causing her to stumble back with a startled cry, hands lifting to cradle the abused flesh, already a angry red welt spreading diagnally down her features.

"Six, Professor," he purred as he shifted behind her, large hand settling warningly on the girls shoulder as he leaned in to breathe in her ear. "We must mind our manners, musn't we, little weasle? Try again."

The pain from the spell burned through her throbbing skin, making her eyes water even while closed as Ginny hunched over, trying to catch her breath, already feeling her face swell, desperately fighting back a whimper.

"Six. Professor," she ground out, glaring hatefully over her shoulder at him from between her fingers.

[Alecto Carrow]

"That's better," Alecto purred petting the girls head. "And where- exactly are these six brothers? Go ahead, I'll wait while you give names and locations…" she said in a falsely patient tone.

[Amycus Carrow]

"Good girl," Amycus purred, face nuzzling her head a moment before he reached over to snag her hand and pull it away, his other hand in her hair to pull her upright.

"See how much nicer it is when you're polite? Now, stand straight and look Alecto in the eye while she's talking to you, there's a good Bloodtraitor," he offered pleasantly.

[Ginny Weasley]

Her body was stiff and resistant as the madman peeled away her arm and forced it from her face, revealing the damage of his spell as he used a fist in his hair to yank her head back, earning a hiss from her.

"I don't know where they all are!" she protested, angry eyes on the monstrous woman before her - she seemed to be the one in control here after all, Amycus was just her dog. "I've already been interviewed by the Aurors. I don't know."

At the warning tightening of the fist in her hair she added a loathing 'Professor' at the end, though it clearly was not given in respect.

[Alecto Carrow]

"Aww poor little princess, being kept out of the family circle…" she tilted her head studying the girl before lifting a hand and striking her face. "Watch your gaze blood traitor. Now, even though you may not know all of them you *should* know where the youngest one is? Potters lapdog."

[Ginny Weasley]

The slap hit hard onto the track of the welt, causing her whole face to go aflame again and causing a small noise to worm from her throat, though she bit it off before it could turn into a real whine, teeth gritted and eyes closing as she caught her breath, determined not to show weakness in front of these nutters.

"With Harry Potter presumably," she ground out. "But given I don't know where HE is I can't tell you."

"Hmmm," mused Amycus, idly toying his fingers through her hair. "Not sure I buy that, do you, Ally? From what I hear, *Miss* Weasley here was Potter's whore as well as his pet's sister... Not lying to us are you Princess?"

[Alecto Carrow]

"Hmm… well there *is* a way to check," Alecto purred a small smile on her face as her gaze flicked to her brother in amusement. As soon as Malfoy showed, they will practice that way.

[Amycus Carrow]

"What's taking the little runt?" Amycus growled, fingers tightening in Ginny's hair again as he bared his teeth in frustration, becoming antsy at the enforced wait. He wanted to get to it *now*. "If he doesn't get here soon, Bella can go hang, he'll be joining this little slag on the other end of my wand."

[Alecto Carrow]

"Patience Amycus, for all we know it's the sixth year we need to hang and not him…" she said running her wand along Weasleys' racing pulse.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco frowned, pausing just outside the door. He'd been sitting in Potions when the sixth year Slytherin had come in, whispering something to Slughorn before coming to Draco. He didn't know why he'd been called here, but he doubted it was good. Exhaling the pushed open the door, the sight in front of him giving him pause as his gaze fixed on the sight of Ginny Weasley being held hostage by the Carrow twins. When they both looked his way he didn't move, though he was careful to keep his face impassive even if he *was* freaking out internally.

[Ginny Weasley]

Ginny swallowed as Alecto caressed her throat with her wand tip, though she kept her face defiant. She was under no illusions what was about to happen... but she'd be damned if she was going to let them see her fear, even if her quickened pulse gave her away.

Her eyes flicked instantly to the door as it opened, half hoping for McGonigall or Sprout, but at the sight of Draco the hopes died. So that was who they'd been waiting for...

Amycus on the other hand, broke into a wide grin at the sight of the blonde boy, eyes brightening with a savage glee.

"Baut time you got here, Malfoy," he chuckled at the youth. "I was getting bored. And that wouldn't have ended well for you."

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco looked at the man, choosing his words carefully. "I've just received your message... and have come as requested."

He left it at that, he knew asking why or what was going on would only aggravate the situation and he'd seen enough of the Carrows to know they were easily aggravated.

[Alecto Carrow]

Alecto smiled sweetly "Come in further Little Lucius, we don't bite… often."

As the boy did that, his movements slow- guarded she rose a brow. "Do we make you nervous?"

[Draco Malfoy]

"Shouldn't you?" Draco asked dryly, though he did attempt to put a bit more confidence in his actions as he waited to see what exactly it was that they'd wanted.

[Alecto Carrow]

She laughed at his words, it seems he was going to be amusing "Why yes, yes you should. So far you're showing a bit more intelligence than your fellow students. Now, come along Draco we have a job for you, don't we Aymcus?"

[Amycus Carrow]

Watching as his sister spoke to the brat, Amycus amused himself with toying again with the red locks in his grasp, winding his long fingers through the silken strands as one might a pet, dark eyes glittering as he watched the boy before him.

"That we do, sweet-Sister," he chuckled back, voice dropping down to a low, sinister tone. "Your Aunt seems to think a lot of you, baby-Malfoy. Here's your chance to prove her right. And because we're so thoughtful, we're giving you a crack at a possible terrorist - something to really get your teeth into."

Letting out a boarderline (and very creepy) psychotic giggle, the male pulled Ginny's hair back savagely, earning a grunt of pain from her, breath coming nosily out of her nostrils as he exposed her throat to the boy, tracing his own face along it as he inhaled her scent.

"Mmm, and she's a pretty little thing, isn't she?" he crooned, leaning his head lovingly against her as he offered Draco a lazy grin. "I'm sure she's got a beautiful scream."

[Ginny Weasley]

Ginny's body was rigid, breath forcing its way out of her nostrils, the damage to her face causing her breathing to be a bit laboured already as the swelling closed some of her nasal passages, but gritting her teeth she clung to that inner sense of strength. Don't give up. That's what Harry always said. It's not about being a hero, its about not letting anyone crush you.

Her hands coiled to fists,eyes watching that perverted creep Amycus as he sniffed her like a dog might, her very skin crawling at the sensation and a lump of bile raising in her throat. Honestly she preferred his wand to his hands.

"I already told you, I don't know where Ron is," she interjected, as much to get him to stop pawing at her as to try and argue her case. She was pleased to hear her voice come out steady, it a little hoarse.

[Draco Malfoy]

At hearing her words Draco wanted to groan and facepalm. Instead he just frowned slightly, so this was it? He had to torture the she-weasel until she told where her brother and Potter where hiding. The blond took several breaths, his gaze narrowing but did not yet pull his wand hexing had never been his thing. Well... that was a lie, but not the type of spells they meant."

[Alecto Carrow]

"Well?" Alecto said watching as little Lucius hesitated. She came up behind him just as her brother was behind the weasley girl "Do it Draco. I don't understand why it's so hard… after all… she's no Dumbledore," she teased with a grin. "Besides you don't have to kill her… just make her scream…"

If he couldn't do it then that was big new. Snape had saved him from having to do his own dirty work last year, as she's sure his parents had saved him before. But now no one would save him. He would do it or suffer the consequences.

[Amycus Carrow]

Amycus's hand tightened even further in Ginny's hair, earning him a sharp intake of breath, his expression shifting from amused and playful to something darker, face turning into the captive girl in his arms again as he bared his teeth, letting the enamal press to the skin of her neck, for all he didn't actively bite her, his glittering eyes still on Draco.

"Do it," the words came out as a low, growled demand, on that threatened bad consequences should it not be obeyed. "Do it and impress us, or We'll do it worse... and you'll be joining her. And I promise you, sweet-child, you wont like it when I'm playing with you. I tend to get... ah, how do you put it Ally? Ah yeah, over excited...."

[Ginny Weasley]

Ginny's gaze strained to see Malfoy from her position, gaze torn between resigned, defiant an a tinest glimmer of hope.

She knew he would cast. Why wouldn't he? He was Malfoy, he delighted in hurting others - hell he'd helped kill Dumbledore and overrun the school with Death eaters at the cost of his own friends... He'd cast and he'd enjoy it just like this sick fettishist behind her and his nutty sister. She'd be their plaything for the day, if she was lucky she'd live through it. That was her best option.

Still, she couldn't quite quell that tiny flickering hope that maybe, just maybe she was wrong... her eyes searching his face as he hesitated, remembering his odd behaviour in the cupboard the other day. That maybe there was still a human side to him after all.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco swallowed as the glittering stare of Aymcus Carrow pierced him and the warm breath of his sister sent chills down his spine. With a flick of his wrist his wand fell into his hand.

He didn't look at Weasely's face... instead he looked at a point on her neck... it looked like a charm, a small charm from a necklace. He looked at that as he lifted the wand and whispered the word...

"Cruccio," the green light came from his wand, not as strong as it could have been- but then Cruccios' didn't *have* to have a lot of strength behind them. He could only hope this would be enough, she wouldn't be stupid or stubborn and just give into the screams like the wanted or he had no doubt they'd demand stronger.

[Alecto Carrow]

She could feel his resignation. When he'd made the decision, it was a shift in the air. A stiffness to his muscles. As the wand fell into his hand Alecto smiled her gaze flicking to her brother in excitement, it was like getting a taste of what they had planned for his dark arts class.

The boy didn't yell the spell, instead it was said softly- however that didn't mean much. Sometimes when the Dark Lord issued his punishments it came out like a breath but was still one of the most painful experiences ever. Her gaze went to the Weasley girl to see if he was going as easy on her as Alecto thought or if Bellatrix had been right about his power...

[Ginny Weasley]

Apparently she was right to doubt that foolish hope. Sure enough, eyes shifted away from her face, the blonde lifted his wand, aiming it at her chest. Inhaling a breath, Ginny closed her eyes, body tensing in his grasp as she awaited the inevitable.

"Crucio," Draco's words were barely a whisper, but somehow they seemed to carry in the silent room.

And then there was pain, more than she'd ever felt in her life before. It blasted through her body like liquid fire, boiling her blood and shattering her bones, blinding her vision in white as her form arched up, thrashing against Carrow's hold on her as she spammed. Honestly nothing could have prepared her for it, and it wasn't conscious effort that stopped her from screaming, more just her throat seizing up, instead only letting out choked gasps and small, strained but intense cries as the magic tortured her.

[Amycus Carrow]

Catching his sister's gaze, Amycus offered her a wide grin back, his own eyes dancing in anticipation, his heart throbbing in his chest already as it always did when he was around dark magic - truly it was a drug, and one that he happily gave himself to.

As the spell hit the chit in his arms began to thrash and struggle, eyes squeezed tight shut as she cried out.

It was a thrill there was no denying, seeing her so helpless, tasting the magic in the air, but it wasn't the one he wanted. His eyes shifted to the boy, face pulling in an animal expression, like a wolf circling a deer. Hungry and vicious.

"Now now, I think we need a little more than that, don't you Draco?" he purred out. "I want to hear that lovely scream of hers, don't you?"