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PLEASE BE ADVISED: THIS FIC DEALS WITH VARIOUS TYPES OF ABUSE AND IF THAT MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE LEAVE NOW. Or skip to chapter 2

I know the genres say Angst and Family but you treat this like a horror movie. It contains graphic detail, especially in chapter 11, in some chapters and will contain more in later chapters. In those I will make notes like these to warn you. See the links at the bottom of this page if you are struggling with anything. You are NOT alone.

Smashed and raped!
Not again. This is a real crime.
What a pretty face.
Who do I feel sorry for...

Korn, Pretty

Chapter One:

Pretty

It was two nights before Easter. The beautiful Spring season made a turn for the worst in the week leading up to Easter. Storms belted the skies above London, rain and lightning hammering the city below. A young witch in her early twenties stalk the streets of Bermondsey. Normally this witch would be embracing the horrid weather but on this night she couldn't.

On this night she had a mission; Find Peter Pettigrew, locate the parents of James Potter and report back to her father.

This young witch is Bellatrix LeStrange.

She hugged her long coat, one that she 'borrowed' from her husband, tightly to her body as the rain pelted her. Her hard to tame curly hair was a mess and soaked, she shivered as she felt the water drip down her back from the damp curls.

For about two hours Bellatrix had searched all over Bermondsey for Pettigrew except for one area that she didn't want to look in.

The area was littered with rubbish, broken pieces of glass and buildings in decay.

She knew that if she didn't attempt to search this last bit of the town there was a chance she could miss Pettigrew and fail the mission but there was something not quite right about the area. She tried to shake the feeling off and made her way through the decaying streets, squinting as the down pour of rain made visibility difficult.

Half way through the streets a strong sewage smell made her gag.

She tried not to throw her dinner up as she gagged. Bellatrix pushed through the discomfort and ventured further into the depths of the streets.

As the streets got darker and more decrepit Bellatrix paused underneath an awning of a run down shop. There was an alley just a few metres down the street from her. She didn't know why but she had this sinking feeling in her chest and a need to investigate it.

Without thinking she pulled out her wand and silently made her way to the alley way, the roaring thunder masking her movements. As she reached the corner of the alley way the sound of thunder paused for a brief moment and was replaced by the sound of a young girl screaming out in pain.

The thunder resumed as Bellatrix quickly turned into the alley way. She gasped at the sight of a little girl being raped against the brick wall and then thrown to the ground next to two bodies. On instinct, Bellatrix flicked her wand sending the rapist flying into the blackout part of the alley with a hex.

She could hear the man scurrying away from the alley.

Bellatrix stood frozen in fear, unable to register what had just happened. Her heart thumped loudly in her ears. Her wand was still pointing to where the rapist fled, arm slightly shaking.

"That didn't just happen… what the fuck? Oh my Gods.." She could believe what she had just witnessed.

What kind of monster would do such a thing to a child?

The little girl starting moving and sobbing loudly, snapping Bellatrix out of her stupor. Bellatrix ran to the girl, finally noticing the bloodied bodies of whom she assumed to be the girl's parents and the damaged the rapist inflicted upon the little girl.

Bellatrix tried to hold the girl to comfort her but the little girl howled in pain and pushed the witch's hands away.

If you were to ask Bellatrix why she was trying to help a muggle girl, she couldn't tell you. She didn't have an answer.

The little girl clutched the bloodied man's chest and howled once more in pain.

"DADDY!"

Bellatrix felt a pang in her chest at the sight. As much as muggles disgusted her, she couldn't bring herself to hate these three in this moment. What happened was absolutely cruel. Children should be off limits.

She looked to the woman on the ground next to her and saw, close up, of the horror that monster put the woman through. Bellatrix internally scolded herself for not killing the rapist when she had the chance. She looked to the little girl and the man, her eyes widening when she saw his mouth move.

Bellatrix leaned over the man as he let out a raspy breath, blood slowly pooling out of his mouth.

He gasped. "It'sss.. okay 'Ermione.. we 'ove you so mush," He looked up at Bellatrix, silently pleading, "'Ook af'er 'er p'ease." He tried to say more but convulsed violently, coughing up more blood until his body laid rigid on the ground.

Tears stun Bellatrix's eyes. She never saw a person die before. The little girl was still howling for her parents and Bellatrix wiped away the unshed tears before checking the mother wasn't still alive. She wasn't.

Torn between leaving the girl here and taking her with her, Bellatrix chose the latter.

The little girl moved to her mother and tried to shake her awake. "Mummy wake up," Bellatrix felt a sharper pang in her chest at the sight and moved carefully to grab the girl, "MUMMY!"

The little girl fought against Bellatrix's hands but the witch was stronger. "NOOO!" She screamed.

Bellatrix held the girl to her chest and tried to calm her down.

"Shh, shh, its okay, I'm here to help you. It's okay."

The girl continued to struggle against Bellatrix's hold, crying violently until still went limp in Bellatrix's arms. Bellatrix would have checked to see if she passed out but she could still hear the girl crying.

Bellatrix carefully opened up her coat and wrapped both herself and the girl up in her coat. She let out a sharp gasp as the girl's freezing body enveloped her. She readjusted herself and stood up slowly. The girl wrapped her arms and legs around Bellatrix for dear life.

The witch ran out of the alley with the girl in her arms, running through puddles and mud. Glass crunched underneath her boots. She had no idea where she was running to nor did she care. She just wanted to leave and never look back.

Her muscles ached in pain and her blood felt like it was burning her from the inside out. Her lungs felt like they were going to burst under pressure. She couldn't remember the last time when she ran like this.

She continued running until she came across a shopping complex, completely empty except for the awnings extended over a few muggle shops. Bellatrix ran to the closest one to her and leaned against the window, listening to the gentle pitter patter of the rain on top of the awning.

Bellatrix finally took a proper look at the girl in her arms and felt her heart break. Blood and dirt stained the girl's white face, her cheeks red and puffy. The girl's clothes had being torn apart, leaving her skin bare to the brutal elements of the weather. Bellatrix couldn't believe how many cuts and bruises littered the poor girl's body. A small part of Bellatrix wished she could see that monster again so she could kill him.

Trying regain her breath and energy, Bellatrix gulped down as much air as she could while the girl quietly cried.

What could she do now? Leave the girl some place where other muggles were still walking about? Maybe she should take the girl to a healer first and replace her clothes.. she couldn't let the girl walk the streets almost naked.

The little girl, her head peeking out from the coat, hid her face in Bellatrix's neck.

A strange feeling erupted in the witch's chest and Bellatrix couldn't place what it was. All she knew is that she had to stay with the girl.

Bellatrix was about to apparate back to LeStrange Manor when she heard a woman's. Bellatrix hid herself against the shop.

"Draco stop jumping in the puddles, I can't keep fixing the water proof charm, especially in front of muggles."

Bellatrix was taken aback. What in Merlin's name was her sister and nephew doing in muggle London?

She turned the corner and almost bumped into her sister, whom took out her wand pointed it in Bellatrix's face. She lowered in shock when she recognised who it was.

"Bellatrix? What are you…" Narcissa's voice faltered when she saw the head peeking out from her sister's coat.

The older sister rolled her eyes. "I was going to ask you the same thing, what in Merlin's beard are you doing here?"

Narcissa remained quiet, pointing at the girl in her sister's arms. Bellatrix tensed up.

"Bellatrix.. what have you done?"

The little boy standing next to his mother smiled and waved at his aunt, unaware of what was going on. "Hi Aunty Bella."

Bellatrix smiled and replied to Draco before returning her attention to Narcissa.

"It's not what you think, okay, there was a man and.. he.. look I need to go to St. Mungo's."

Hearing the two women speak Hermione removed her face from Bellatrix's neck and looked at Narcissa, whom gasped.

"Hermione?" She asked incredulously.

The dark haired witch scrunched up her face in confusion and then shock when Draco greeted the girl loudly. "Hi My-oh-knee!"

Bellatrix blinked a few times and Narcissa continued to stare at the battered girl in concern.

"Cissy," the sister in question looked up, knowing full well Bellatrix wasn't happy, "How do you and your son know this muggle?"

Narcissa stared defiantly at her older sister. "My healer recommended to me to see a muggle tooth healer and I brought Draco along with me. I met Hermione a few hours ago."

"A few hours ago? That could mean the monster had Hermione for…. oh Gods."

The witch shook the thought from her head.

"Look I need to get her to a healer now, are you going to come with me or not?"

Narcissa nodded sharply and picked her son up, secretly pleased that her sister wasn't going to leave the girl stranded.

"Follow me, there's a shop around the corner owned by wizard. We can use the floo from there."

The women walked briskly, checking that they were indeed alone. Once satisfied they entered a shop called 'Mythology of the Dead', hidden in a small alley way. Narcissa led them to the fire place in the corner and grabbed a handful of floo powder.

Bellatrix held Hermione tightly and whispered softly in her ear. "Hold on to me and don't let go. You're about to enter the Wizarding world."

In a clear voice Narcissa called out. "St. Mungo's." and with a crack the four of them disappeared into green flames.

**27/01/2017: This first chapter has been re-written**

Disclaimer: All original content is mine but I do NOT own any of JK Rowling's stuff. This story is simply FANFICTION, like everything else on here and made for entertainment.

I DO NOT support paedophilia, the only reason why it is a part of this story is to simply raise awareness and hopefully encourage people to speak up if they have experienced it or know someone who has been sexually abused by those monsters. Please speak up if you see something suspicious, you could literally save a child's life.

Last but very least: ANYONE who has or is experiencing abuse of any sort please speak up. You are not alone. Please, please visit these links if you are struggling or if you know someone that needs help.
w w w . suicide international - suicide - hotlines . o r g
w w w . child help line international
w w w . beyond blue . org . au /