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บท 48: True love never looked so twisted.

3rd February 1994

Dungeons

Very late at night

Montague sensed it first, possibly because his subconscious had known something would happen.

He would regret not listening to his subconscious.

Warrington didn't notice anything was wrong until he realised he was flying through the air.

'Crunch'

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Ares watched dispassionately as the older boy's body slumped to the ground, limp from the overpowered blasting curse. Warrington's right arm was barely attached to his body anymore and would be unsavable unless treated immediately.

A dark cutting curse hit Montague in the small of his back-spreading outwards, causing cuts to appear all over his body.

Another overpowered banishing charm sent him colliding into the wall of the dungeon.

By now, Ares was smiling, a glint of insanity in his eyes, promising pain to anyone and everyone shortly. Except her.

Daphne was still on the floor, but she had retrieved her skirt and put it back on.

"I want them to die." She said deadly serious.

"We will, but first, they need to become an example, one that will ensure nothing like this happens again," Ares replied, already thinking of how he would have dealt with this in his past life.

Spikes through their limbs? Crucifixion? Death by Basilisk chew toy? Loss of all unnecessary body parts? So many ways to cause pain.

Coming out of his thoughts for a moment, hiding them behind his Occulmency barriers, he turned to Daphne.

"Are you all right? Is there anything I can do for you?" Ares asked, genuinely worried for her.

"You can leave me in a room with these two alone and make sure nobody enters." She replied with a malicious smile.

It was becoming so easy to remember why he had fallen for her in the future, she may have only been a little girl, but he could see her cruel streak coming out.

"I think I know the perfect place. Follow me." Ares decided.

Levitating the two bodies of the attempted rapists, they exited the dungeons and made their way to the second-year girls' bathroom.

"Now you have me worried," Daphne said, realising where they were.

Ares just chuckled and walked in.

"Don't panic." He cautioned her.

'open', he hissed.

The sinks disappeared, and the familiar hole appeared, which Ares dropped both boys.

'stairs'

A set of stone stairs appeared out of the wall.

"You're a parselmouth!?" His companion exclaimed.

"Yes, did you think Potter and the Dark Lord were the only ones? That's a rather large assumption. Quite a large part of the Indian magical population are parselmouths." Ares said, a little disappointed in Daphne's narrow-mindedness.

She merely scowled and walked down the stairs.

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The Chamber of Secrets

February 4th, 1994

Early morning

Warrington and Montague had been strung up by their arms, or rather arm, in Warrington's case.

His other arm had nearly torn off from the impact of being dropped down the tunnel. He had woken up from the pain and been beaten unconscious again with his own arm by Ares.

Daphne had been a little unnerved but wasn't really in the mood to care about the bastards.

Staring up at them, she considered all the spells in her repertoire that would cause them pain.

"I think this is a teaching moment." Ares declared happily, which made the two prisoners even more fearful.

"What do you mean?" Daphne asked, curious.

"You obviously haven't been taught any curses or torture spells, so we can teach them to you using our two volunteers! You can't use the Cruciatus curse as Dumbledore would realise, but there are still so many to choose from." Ares explained.

Daphne couldn't stop the shiver of excitement that went down her spine upon hearing that she would be learning torture curses.

"What's first?" She asked eagerly.

Ares smiled, "We'll ease you in gently. Let's try the body part twisting curse 'torqueo' and try it on our friend Graham. I have a special spell in mind for our friend Cassius."

He then showed her the basic wand movements, only a minute flick. It was all about the intent behind torture spells; Ares could do them without a wand when he had no barriers in his mind, the dark thoughts powering the magic.

"torqueo," He said with a jab, relishing how Montague's arms and legs moved unnaturally, causing cracks and crunches as he screamed.

Daphne was ridiculously quick to learn the spell, sending a curse nearly as strong as his at her target.

She was gaining immense pleasure from watching his pain, fuelling the spell with her feelings over what had occurred last night.

Her legs started wobbling, and she had to sit down in a chair Ares conjured, the feeling was excellent, but she only had so much magic.

Tired out, she relaxed into the chair with a smile as she watched

Graham's scrunched-up face and the way bone jutted out of his limbs.

Warrington was horrified if this was what they were doing to Graham. What was the other spell!

"We're sorry! Please let us down! We won't tell anyone or do anything wrong again!" Cassius begged.

"That is music to my ears, Warrington, but I'm not the one in charge,"

Ares said in a mock regretful tone.

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Cassius felt all his hopes of surviving die when he looked at the blonde bitch who held his life in her hands.

"Please, Lady Greengrass, we are both sorry! It was the drink that made us do it. You have to believe me!" He once again begged, feeling disgusted with himself as he did so.

Purebloods only begged if they were in situations like this.

He could feel a headache from all the whisky he had drunk, but it was pulled down and squashed by the pain he felt from having his entire body weight held up by only one arm.

He had already lost one limb today; he didn't want to turn out like Montague.

Then he heard laughter. The Greengrass bitch was actually laughing!

"Of course, you are right! It was the drink that made you do it! I'll just let you down now. Please accept my apologies for harming your perfect pureblood body!" The sarcasm was gushing off her words in waves.

Cassius tried to stop himself. He really did, but he knew he was better than her, and her words couldn't go unpunished.

"Listen here, you stupid girl! I am a pureblood! You have no right to torture us if you don't stop; I'll take your entire family as my servants. I'll burn your father alive and keep you, your sister and your mother as my mistresses! You have two minutes to let me down." He screamed.

Wrong choice, every fibre of his being screamed as he saw the uppity snob that was Daphne Greengrass turn towards her insane fiancé.

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"What was that special spell you wanted to use on our dear friend Cassius?" Her voice was sickly sweet as she stood up.

Ares was most definitely in love, or at least the dark part of him was.

The other half wanted to save her innocence and keep her pure.

The dark part won.

"Transmogrifian Torture, a lovely combination of the killing and torture unforgivable curses." He explained to her.

He showed her the exact movements and explained the necessary intent to cast the curse.

He cast it on Montague, who suddenly started to have all his body parts painfully changed, constantly not giving him any time to rest.

"It will keep going until he is dead. Now you try."

Daphne nodded, but before casting the torture curse, she released a spell that increased the nerve pain receptors on Warrington.

He would feel the pain of every change as much as possible without killing him.

She cast the curse and again felt the familiar pleasure coursing through her veins.

Transmogrifian Torture was worse than the Cruciatus curse. However, it wasn't unforgivable. To cast it, you had to have such malicious intent that most wizards or witches capable of releasing it had already been caught for using one of the unforgivable curses.

Both victims of the curse heard each other screams echo around the chamber, the walls unyielding, killing any hopes of rescue.

Witch and Wizard let their wands drop, sweat on their brow before turning to face the other.

Before Ares knew what was happening, Daphne was kissing him with a passion he had only dreamt about.

Daphne brought out his dark side because she had been the one to bring it into the world.

Out of breath, they separated and fell back onto the conjured sofa, both too tired to realise Ares had accidentally done it without his wand.

"This wasn't how I imagined we would start our relationship," Daphne said with a smirk as she snuggled into the older boy's more prominent form.

"Me neither, but it was great therapy. We can keep them here and come down whenever we want. I'll have the house elves keep them fed and watered." Ares said, rebuilding his barriers, imprisoning all dark thoughts.

Instead, he just enjoyed the feeling of having Daphne near him.

Most sane people would be devastated after ruining a young girl's naïveté, but Ares had to admit that he wasn't rational.

Daphne had a cruel streak a mile wide, and she needed this to overcome any fears or trauma she might have suffered from being assaulted.

"Dobby! Twonky!" Ares called.

Both elves appeared almost immediately.

"How may we serve the amazing master!" They both called out.

Apparently, Dobby was influencing Twonky.

"You are to feed and water these two prisoners and restore this chamber as best as possible." He ordered.

Both elves nodded happily and set to work.

Looking down, he noticed that Daphne had fallen asleep on his chest.

"Dobby." He whispered.

The elf appeared again, this time silently.

"Pop Ms Greengrass back into her room and lay her to rest in her bed."

The elf nodded, and with a pop elf and girl disappeared.

He wouldn't have minded falling asleep with her, but he didn't want to cause suspicion.

Standing up, the sofa disappeared. Ares stretched and yawned before asking Twonky to pop him back into his room.

He stripped and practically dived into his bed, falling asleep almost instantly.


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I am planning on writing a flashback that gives parallel Harry Potter (Ares) more backstory but I am debating over where it should appear.

MERRY CHRISTMAS

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