1. Harry Potter NR.1


    Date: 2/8/2015, Categories: Fiction, Fan fiction, Non-Erotic, Author: zimbi, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

    secrets." Snape gave Bellatrix a vial, one he knew would be as useful to her as a comb. Ginny sucked it down like a baby drinking from a bottle and then spit it back out in Bellatrix's face. "You've destroyed me, and with it everything you ever wanted to know. You're a fool Trixie!" she taunted and laughed more. Rosier gave Snape a doubtful expression which he mimicked. Bellatrix slapped her hard across the face but she snorted as though it were the funniest thing that'd ever happened to her. "Fine. Avada – " "Stop," Snape interjected. "Let her rest. Clearly torture is not the way to open the girl's mind. And killing her won't solve anything at all. Her mind contains fragile information. Information that we need." "Fine. But when I return from my sister's, I demand she either have spoken or be dead." They left Ginny tied up in the dining room throughout the night. Loneliness was the most prevalent emotion she felt and it was no longer one she could suppress. Ginny became withdrawn again. Her crazed stupor had subsided but she could only think of how solitary her situation was. Her mind was so warped that she could not even recognize that Snape had thwarted Bellatrix from killing her, or be angry that he had. Her chin rested on her chest, too weak to lift it and too gone to care. It was late into the evening when Bellatrix, along with Narcissa and Lucius, returned to Lestrange Manor. The entire manor had grown dark and she'd been left ignored. "It is an honor and you both ...
    should be proud," Bellatrix said with an air of superiority from the other room. Ginny had only seen that it was the kitchen when the door was opened to admit Death Eaters into the dining room or when they left. "He's given us prized possessions to protect." "Bella, do you realize what he'd do if we were to lose it? He'd have us killed." "As he should. My advice is not too lose the diary." Ginny's ears twitched, the first movement she'd made since speaking to Bellatrix hours and hours ago, however involuntary. At the sound of the word "diary" a sharp awareness Ginny hadn't felt in months struck her. The pain that had fogged her had gone. "What are you going to do with the cup?" Ginny's head snapped up. A clarity so tangible and exceptional graced her mind. Somehow, her fingers found the knot restraining her wrists and robotically began working at untying it. "I'm going to do what he asked me to of course! I'm going to put it into my vault at Gringotts." They must have thought her too weak or too lost, because the rope became untied more easily than she could've imagined. Perhaps the long awaited shots of adrenaline coursing through her were to be blamed. She immediately began working on her ankles. "He did not ask us to hide the journal," Narcissa said nervously. "He wishes for us to keep it plain sight. It might be stolen." From the other door to the dining room, Snape entered. Ginny looked up at Snape, looked him directly in the eye with such a cognizance that shocked him quite ...
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