Charms Classroom

[Alecto Carrow]

"Hmm… perhaps it's just caught in her throat…" Alecto offered resting her chin on Draco's shoulder. "Perhaps you should put a bit more… umph, into it… you know… *tear* it from her lungs."

Her gaze flicked to his pale skin. The perfect, pampered prince. She hated his family a bunch of self important know it alls- personally she didn't mind if he failed or backed out. In fact it would be more fun for her that way.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco gritted his teeth but didn't speak, if he did his voice would waver -or even worse break. In stead he concentrated on the spell, upping the power to the point that sweat began to form a bit on his brow. He'd been taught it, he'd even been made to use it before- but never on another witch or wizard -on another student.

Even if she *was* a Weasely, she was a pure blood. Wasn't this *supposed* to be what they were trying to protect?!

[Ginny Weasley]

As the spell intensified, Ginny's eyes snapped open sightlessly, her chest jerking up as her back contorted grotesquely, shapely lips parting as noise at last managed to tear out of her spasoming throat, a deep, blood curdling, bone deep scream of agony. She couldn't see. Couldn't hear. Couldn't smell, couldn't even think. All that existed was the pain, the complete, encompassing vortex of agony that swallowed her whole.

[Amycus Carrow]

The girl's thrashing was frantic and wild now - the spasoms of someone no longer in control of their body, each muscle reacting differently as it fought the pain independant of her brain. Head tossed back, Amycus laughed wildly as he wrapped both arms around her, one around her low abdomen, well away from Draco's wand, while his other curved around to brace her head with his palm to her forehead, his own large, lean body behind her to hol her still.

THERE it was, that scream he had been craving. And he was right - it was beautiful. Not quite the sweet sound that came just before the heart exploded, or the depths of agony that he or his sister could bring out, but at least a real effort now.

[Alecto Carrow]

Alecto grinned happily as the true screaming began, she shared a smile with her brother even going so far as to close her eyes for a moment to truly hear the depths of the scream and enjoy it. After a moment she gave Draco a squeeze on the shoulder.

"Very nice Little Malfoy," She purred giving the side of his face a light lick. He shuddered under her touched and slowly lessened the strength of the spell until it fell away.

She smiled a bit, he had brains- not surprising though given he was Lucius's child. If the man had nothing else it was brains. The boy knew if he'd just suddenly stopped the spell they might object, however by slowly lessening it, if they didn't want him to stop they'd demand he pick it up.

However, she allowed the spell to halt- though she knew Amycus would be disappointed. However they had a purpose, besides they had the rest of the year with the little bint.

"So... Miss. Weasley... recall the information about your brother yet?" Alecto asked nicely, using Draco now as something to lean against, her arm draped lazily over his shoulder and her head resting next to his chin. The child was stiff as stone under her.

She had a feeling playing with him would be fun as well...

[Draco Malfoy]

The screaming hurt his ears, but it was better her than him- or hell, both of them. He knew she's wanted him to stand up for her- but he was nobody's bloody Potter. Her family shouldn't have allowed her to come back here *anyway* so if anything what was happening right now was *their* fault not his.

When the insane female Carrow squeezed his shoulders he took it that it was *finally* okay to stop. It felt like he'd been torturing her for an eternity, though the clock on the far wall he'd decided to focus on when she began thrashing said it was only about a minute if that.

However he wasn't stupid. He slowly lessened the pain, the male Carrow looked disappointed but (as stated eariler) he wasn't stupid, the main one you had to worry about was at his back. SHE called the shots. Once the spell fell away and she.. licked his face. Draco barely suppressed the shudder.

As the woman began to question Weasley once more, he could only hope the girl would have more information now or at the very least they would realize she had none and let them *both* free from this hell.

[Ginny Weasley]

She couldn't say how long the spell lasted - it felt like forever that she writhed under that agony, though dimly she realised that it couldn't have been. Finally however, at last the white hot agony started to fade, slowly at first, but at last dropping away, leaving her to slump in Amycus's arms, head hung, her waterfall of red locks falling forwards to obscure her face from view as her body shook with the aftermath, small but intense tremors running through her limbs.

Her thoughts were groggy - hidden in a thick mist as her mind fought to recover, though again, dimly she hated to realise that the psychopath at her back was all that was keeping her on her feet.

Her mind was brought abruptly back to the questioning as Carrow yanked at her hair again, jerking her head up, though red strands of her locks stuck to her face with the sweat of her torture. Dazed eyes slowly shifted to land on Alectlo, considering her a moment.

"...He supports Chudley Cannons, even though he know's they'll never win," she murmured, voice low and hoarse. "His favourite food is peanut butter and jam. His favourite colour is green, though he'd never admit it."

As the man behind her gave a warning snarl pulling harder at her hair, his other hand moving to grip at her throat and give it a warning squeeze, Ginny's face shifted to defiance, lip curving up slightly in a 'screw you' smile. Her body honestly felt like it was ready to fall appart but she stuck to that stubborness. Nothing she could tell them would make them stop or go lighter, and she wouldn't even if she could. The hell was she going to grovel.

"Not the information you were looking for?" she rasped out in a harsh chuckle. "My bad... how about; He loves Harry. He'd follow him to hell and back... And he'd never be stupid enough to tell any of us where they were going. Not that I'd tell Death Eater scum like you even if I did."

[Amycus Carrow]

Amycus's eyes snapped back open, lips drawing back from his teeth in a snarl as the spell faded, eyes flashing dangerously at the blonde.

"Who told you to stop?" he snapped, grip tightening on the redhead as he held her all but limp body upright, hand shifting from her forehead to wind savagely in her hair again, though she still rested against his body for support.

However, as always Alecto was more collected than he, hushing him with the reminder that they were here for a purpose and soothing his bloodlust with a promise that he could play properly later. Still frustrated, the male reluctantly fell silent, knowing the sense in her words - it had been his idea to test the boy after all, and the Dark Lord wanted answers. He just never was good at keeping controlled when he got into it. Fortunately for them both, Alecto posessed the restraint that he always lacked. It was one of the many reasons that they worked so well together - she was his balance, his voice of reason as much as his partner in crime.

Turning his head to face their captive, the male shot the blonde one last warning look before shifting his gaze to Ginny, yanking her head up to face them again as he waited for her answer.

His frustration soon melted away however as the silly little slapper made it clear she was going to give them every excuse to carry on, not breaking as he had anticipated, but instead attempting to mock them as well as throwing out an insult, even ignoring his wordless warning as she started her gibberish. A low, insane laugh sounded in his throat as the man pressed his face to her hair, inhaling her scent again as his eyes trailed lovingly over her.

"Cute~" he crooned. "But wrong answer, Princess~"

His voice dropped to a low whisper. "But I'm going to thank you for being stupid... I'd have hated for you to be boring and caved in so quickly."

Laughing again, his eyes flickered over to his sister and the boy.

"Round two," he purred.

[Alecto Carrow]

Alecto wasn't surprised, in fact the girl acted exactly as expected. The woman slid a hand up the Malfoy heir's neck and into his silky blond hair. "Hmm... well... I offered her an out, but it seems she still wants to play. Perhaps another round of tongue loosening will suffice... this time..." She pulled his hair so that his head tilted back "Don't go easy... after all. That's no fun."

[Draco Malfoy]

Stupid! Stupid, stupid, stupid prideful bint! She *had* to make it worse! All she had to do was say she didn't now, which he had a good idea that she didn't. But nooooo in typical Gryffindor fashion she had to throw in laughs and insults. Bull headed, cocky, fool hearted lot they were. Just couldn't accept and adapt to a situation, no- they had to *prove* themselves, even if there was no one around to prove themselves to...

Draco shivered slightly as her hand crept up his neck into his hair, the ice cold touch making his blood almost as frozen. He wasn't surprised when she grabbed his hair... in fact he almost expected it. Damn personal vendettas and she had one against both him *and* the she-weasel.

Lifting his wand once more he decided to get this over with and hit her full on with the spell. There was no working up, no hesitation, just an overwhelming desire to escape this situation. And if making this silly bint lose it to the point where she lost some of her ruddy pride or passed out so that they could both gain freedom was it. Then damn it, it was worth it.

[Ginny Weasley]

The pain hit her again, no working up or warning, just a sudden explosion of flesh boiling agony, her voice once again tearing from her throat, scream ringing around the room, body thrashing of its own accord.

[Amycus Carrow]

And there it was again - that oh so lovely sound that made his heart sing, the seductive kiss of the dark magic licking over his skin from his close proximity to the girl.

Eyes falling half lidded, the man's lips drew back from his teeth again, this time in a wide, shark like smile as he watched the Malfoy heir cast.

"You don't look like you're having fun, sweet-child," he laughed out, tone low and seductive, pitch somehow carrying over the screeams, but then again, he was quite used to talking over screams, expression almost as if oblivious to the flailing girl in his arms. "Don't you like the way the power tingles through you? The rush?"

The boy had power, there was no denying, even some indication of skill... but he was weak of mind. He needed to harden up, or they would break him - and it would be them. Even if Amycus had not felt inclined the look on Alecto's face as she stroked the lad's hair said it all. Like a spider with a fly.

[Alecto Carrow]

"Ahh, we all know the boy is faint of heart..." Alecto purred giving her brother a catlike grin. "After all, if he weren't he wouldn't have needed Snape to kill Dumbledore... however he *does* have ... po-ten-tial..." she said slowly her hand leaving his hair and traveling back down his neck. "I like potential, as does the Dark Lord. Perhaps practice will help him to enjoy it more. Come now Dray'co, smile..."

[Draco Malfoy]

Of course he wasn't having fun. He wasn't a twisted demented bastard like them. Nor was he as heartless as Weasley assumed. However he *was* big on self preservation, however he was unable to pull up a full smile. He did pull up his occlumency shields, not that he thought they were reading his mind, but because it helped to erase emotion from his eyes. Once that was done he offered a subtle smirk that did allow him to look like he was at least amused by the act, if not sort of enjoying it.

[Amycus Carrow]

"Potential is only good if its not waisted," Amycus retured, grin growing. "But no fear, pet. Alecto and I will make sure it's not... The Dark Lord always needs promising new recriuts after all."

His tongue flicked out to lick his lips as his sister caressed him, gaze darkened with the high from the magic, for all it wasn't even him casting, though it remained sharp as it trailed over the blonde's face, his position allowing him a better view as he took in the smirk. It was better than the reluctance that shone in his eyes before, but he didn't buy it, the change being too quick, none of the delicious moment of dawning when the caster stopped struggling with themselves and embraced the magic, letting it thrumb through their bodies for the first time, leaving them gasping and breathless.

"Harder," he sang out, almost as one might to a lover. "More... you've got it in you, I can see it. Stop fighting yourself and embrace it."

[Alecto Carrow]

"Come now Dray'co, you're almost there," Alecto sang in his ear, unable to see his face from her point of view, but noticing some of the stiffness edge out of his form.

[Draco Malfoy]

The blond uppped the spell a bit more, honestly it was the best he could do and he was struggling with this. It was displayed in the slight tremble in his hand and the sweat gathering once more on his brow. Her screams would just be another thing to haunt his nights, that much he knew.

[Ginny Weasley]

Somehow, it was *worsening* she didn't even think that was possible, hadn't thought she could physically FEEL more pain, but there it was. Her body convulsed, no longer under her control, scream lifting to a new more intense pitch that echoed around the room.

[Alecto Carrow]

As the convulsions began Alecto recognized it for what it was. If he continued she'd pass out, then they wouldn't get anything from her. She gave Draco's shoulder another sqeeze "Pull back, Dray'co."

[Draco Malfoy]

Finally. What he had been waiting for. The blond held it for a moment longer as he knew the other blood thirsty twin was watching, before abruptly lifting his wand and ending the curse.

[Alecto Carrow]

"Now... Miss. Weasley... what were you saying about your Brother?" Alecto asked sweetly as she moved around Draco, practically slithering around his form to come to a halt in front of where her brother was holding the almost limp girl up.

[Amycus Carrow]

Oh yes... there it was. That addictive, soul shattering noise - how it sang to his own dark heart, making it pound and causing his chest to heave a little with the excitement of it all, arms once again bracing the thrashin, convulsing body as she continued to howl out like a banshee.

The look on Amycus's face was pure, wicked pleasure - not the euphoric, insane look he wore when he himself was casting, but there was no doubting that he was enjoying himself, twisted giggles leaving his throat as he pressed his face to the side of her head and neck, his nails digging into the soft skin as the muscles in his arms stood out with the strain of holding her in place, feet planted wideto give him the balance he needed - even with his larger and considerably heavier frame, the wildness of her convulsions would have been in danger of felling them both had he not been used to it and expected as much.

As Alecto's voice cut in, a soft caress of her own, his eyes slid open, not objecting this time, though their dark depths shone with a dangerous bloodlust as they settled on the blonde boy, lips curving up in a devlish smile as he wisely chose to hold the spell a few beats more before finally releasing her.

"Much better, precious thing," he chuckled to him.

[Ginny Weasley]

Amycus had to shake her a few times before she could bare to blink her eyes open, the lids feeling like lead. Her body more or less hung in the Death Eater's grasp, limbs still shaking and useless.

Her mind was having trouble focusing, running off at tangents as her pupils noticed her own pale legs against the dark of the twin's trousers. Odd that they still looked whole and unblemished... from the feel of them alone she was half expecting them to be blackened and charred, lifeless twisted husks. Eyes sliding closed again, the redhead tried to remember what she was supposed to be doing... Gods it hurt even to breath...

"Ahahah~" came the nauseating caroon, hot breath hitting her ear as the man behind her, yanked her head up again, taking some of her weight off his arm as he dragged her body up by his fist in her hair. "It's not time to sleep yet, Princess. Answer Alecto's question like a good girl... Unless you want another round that is."

Even in her dazed state she could hear clearly the pleasure he took in saying that, his preference on the matter obvious.

Swallowing thickly, her raw throat protesting all the while, Ginny parted her lips coughing out a rasping breath before she finally managed to reply.

"Already told you... Don't know where he is..."

[Alecto Carrow]

She roughly pulled the girls face to her her eyes fixing on the glassy expanse of the Gryffindors. Vacant. If she knew anything she'd have spilled it. Well... at least it had been fun.

"Hmm... so it seems..." Alecto smirked roughly patting her cheek as she pulled back. "Drop her Amycus," she ordered. "She's of no use. Well play with her again another time, when she's not as close to unconsciousness."

Her gaze flicked to the Malfoy heir who stood in stony silence behind her. "Or did you want to play more?"

At the slight glare that entered his gaze she laughed "Of course not... I like you though. I think I'll adopt you for a while. I like pets... Amycus, I'm starved. What about you?"

[Amycus Carrow]

Letting out a tisking noise, Amycus ran his eyes over the girl before abruptly letting go of her, letting her petite body tumble to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut.

"No stamina these kids... Give me a auror with interrigation training any day," he grumbled, letting out a long breath. "We were just gettng into it..."

He didn't even stop to hope the boy would want to have some free reign with her- kid was no where near that interesting yet, though he did shoot Alecto an amused look as she announced her intention to take the boy on. It *would* be interesting to see if his desire for self preservation allowed him to become the kind of person he needed to in order to survive... or if Ally chewed him up and spat him out (and danced his corpse in front of his Aunt and Father).

The wizard wrinkled up his nose at her question.

"Famished," he agreed with another low laugh, prowling forwards to join her, though he paused when he came to the blonde, snaking an arm around his back to cup the boy's head as he leaned in to breathe in his ear.

"And you... don't think that because Ally wants to keep you a while, you're off the hook from me now will you, precious thing? My sister and I share everything..."

Pulling back he gave him a wink, mouth curving in a sinister smirk.

"Be seeing you," he crooned before shifting his attention back to Alecto.

"So eating in or out?" he asked casually as if his little conversation with Draco had never happened.

[Alecto Carrow]

Alecto watched the interaction with a smile, especially the cringe on the boys face when Amycus whispered to him. She smiled and shot him a wink before looking to her brother "Hmmm, it should be lunch time for the Kiddies? What do you say we stroll on over," she said linking arms with him and walking out of the room as though they hadn't had any part of what had just occurred.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco stiffened as the male approached and slid an arm around him. His hot breath and threat causing the boy's skin to prickle. As they finally left the room his gaze turned to Weasely, honestly at a loss at what to do next- if anything. He had a feeling that how long he took to leave this room was being closely watched.

However, he did take a step towards the girl "Weasley?"

[Amycus Carrow]

"Sounds charming," the male twin agreed breezilly as they casually strolled from the room, leaving the carnage behind without a care, door falling closed behind them.

[Ginny Weasley]

Ginny felt herself falling as Carrow abruptly released her, body clattering to the floor bonelessly, the dull thud of the stone rushing to meet her frame nothing on the residual pain that shuddered through her body making her teeth chatter and eyes glaze.

She was dimly aware of hearing the sound of Amycus stepping over her as if she was just a rock or carcass, something beneath his notice as he moved to join his sister before at last the sound of the door went, leaving her to her misery in peace. Closing her eyes,Ginny curled in on herself, body still shaking badly, sucking in deep breaths, simply waiting for the sensation to pass.

However it seemed she was not quite as alone as she had initially thought, the sound of a voice calling her name rousing her enough to blink her eyes open, dazed gaze shifting to the set of immaculately polished black shoes that stood a few metres in front of her.

Malfoy... what was he still doing here...? Had he come back for more? It was the only thing that made sense to her semi-conscious brain. Her body curled tighter.

"G-get ll-lost, Mal-foy," she ground out, not really believing he would, but it was as much as she could muster in her current state. She doubted she could take another hit of his crucio right now, though on the up side it would at least knock her out and let her sleep through the worst of this backlash.

[Draco Malfoy]

"Must you always be so stubborn," the blond muttered. "I don't have long you idiot." He continued to gripe as he knelt down next to her. He lifted her head, again ignoring her cry of pain as he lifted the vial from his robes and began to pour the pain potion down. As expected she initially tired to avoid it, or spit it back out at him, but she was too weak for that to last long.

In return he was able to get about half the bottle down her throat. It wouldn't get rid of all of the pain, but might make it manageable enough for her to make it somewhere safer. The blond returned the, now empty, vial to his robes, laid her head back down and stood straightening his clothing as though he'd not done anything.

He looked at her for a moment longer before shaking his head "Stubborn fool..." he muttered before walking around her and out of the classroom. There was nothing more he could do for her now. The Carrows had made it clear he was well on their radar too. Stepping out of the classroom, the blond headed down the hall not looking back once.

It was her family's fault. Not his. It wasn't his fault.