Chapter 11: Chapter 11: Loosen Up!
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"Perfect," I murmured, disillusioned myself, and subtly switched to the Elder Wand.
An apparition later, I was next to her, dropping her with a stunner before she could even react.
I took a hold of her arm, apparated to Malfoy Manor, and left her in one of the unused rooms, unconscious, and apparated back, ready to join the fray.
Of course, I didn't have the slightest desire to harm her, because, for all I did, I wasn't a monster enough to hurt children.
But her absence would be enough to give me the opening I needed.
On the edge, I could see Hermione, Ron, and a random looking guy -who I assumed was Harry Potter under the effects of the Polyjuice- apparating away.
I did nothing to stop them, a lot of my plans were based on them getting away without any issue.
I needed someone to run around and distract Voldemort while I brought his downfall, after all.
I turned my attention towards the rest of the group, switched to my support wand, canceled my invisibility, and started to attack the group, though it wasn't very noteworthy combat.
The main resistance was already broken, and we were collecting the straddlers, though I was happy to note that both Fleur and her husband were amongst the stunned group.
It gave me the opportunity to start molding her before she learned of her sister's absence.
….
Gaining access to the holding cell hadn't been difficult. With the takeover, everything was in chaos, and the prisoners from the wedding were a low priority target.
Voldemort already declared that he wasn't interested in killing them, believing that with Dumbledore dead and Potter missing, the resistance would fade away unless he did something really aggressive, like killing a lot of pureblood wizards without provocation.
I had a feeling Snape had a particular hand behind that decision, and not because he wanted to ensure the success of Voldemort's cause, but I let it be.
After all, no one was aware but the current situation helped me the most, especially with the order that the prisoners were not to be touched.
A quick imperius to a Death Eater and a forged order later, and I was responsible for the cells, just in case one of the other Death Eaters had a similar idea to use her.
She was mine, and she was too precious to share with that uncouth brutes. I waited a couple hours, just to make sure nothing was going on, then imperiused the other guard, ordering him to act normal.
Then, I walked to the solitary cell Fleur was being held on, and cast a concealment ward around it.
It was a simple ward, one that would isolate the cell as well as making it a bit harder to detect.
Of course, with the Elder Wand, it became much stronger.
I wasn't a Fidelius, but it was enough to keep anything away as long as they weren't deliberately looking for Fleur's cell, and even then, it required a significant willpower to breach the concealment.
I was ready to enter after one last touch. I wanted to feed some potion to loosen her up a bit, but I had a feeling she would reject any food or drink I presented, and I didn't want to force her to drink anything.
So, I whipped out my cock and rubbed it with a lust potion, quite stronger than one I used on Narcissa.
It had a bit of aftertaste, but unlike Amortentia, it didn't wary depending on the drinker's preferences.
I was willing to bet that Fleur wouldn't notice it, her mind would be busy with more important concerns.
With my preparations complete, I had entered the cell, and saw Fleur sitting on the only bed in the room.
Considering it took just a spell to ensure it's cleanliness, the room must be intentionally dirty.
Not that I had any problems, the rundown ambiance definitely add some unique tint to the incoming experience.
Still, it wasn't as important as the blond woman sitting on it, dressed in a long white dress that had been pristinely white just hours ago, but now, covered with patches of dirt, with occasional torn patches around the skirt.
Her hair was similarly disrupted, her earlier immaculate strands messily sprawled to her neck.
But even with all that, she was one of the most beautiful things I had ever laid eyes upon. I would enjoy ruining her.
She turned her gaze to me, and I could see the fire burning behind them. I reminded myself to be careful, after all, she was a veela, and her lack of wand didn't equal to not being dangerous.
It only took one swipe of her transformed claw to kill someone.
"Good afternoon, Miss Delacour," I said with a deliberately cheerful tone. "How do you feel in this nice weather."
She looked towards me, hatred burning behind her eyes. I could easily understand her anger, after all, Draco was the main reason for her husband's injuries, and I was one of the principal reasons her supposedly happiest day was ruined.
Not that she was aware the distinction between us. The desire to burn me to cinders with Veela powers drove her forward, I could see in her eyes, sparking with anger.
But, with an impressive display of willpower, she made no motion towards it.
"It's Mrs. Weasley now," she said between her clenched teeth.
"I'm sorry, milady," I answered, making no attempt to hide the mocking tone.
"I will not make such a mistake again." Angering her was a risky proposition, but I felt tempted to push it. It was oddly compelling, like poking a particularly angry feline.
"What do you want, Malfoy," she asked after a few seconds of silence.
"Wow, such anger," I said, making a show of taking a step backward. "Careful, Mrs. Weasley. You almost convinced me to abort my plan of helping you."
"I don't want any help from a pathetic boy like you," she exclaimed, the room getting a bit hotter.
I felt my pants getting tight once again. After all, it was an arousing sight, a fiery veela, trapped in a cell, wrapped in a ruined wedding dress…
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