Ticklish_witch
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Tonks was tired. That was for sure. She could hardly see in the in the pitch darkness of her room, but she was still wide awake at the sharp rapping on her door. She looked at her alarm clock- the only light in the blackened room. 2:00AM. This had better be important.
Tonks slipped from her bed and opened her bedroom door groggily. It was Mad-eye. She snapped up so she was standing with perfect posture and rubbed her eyes.
“Tonks, we need you downstairs quickly. More death eaters have infiltrated the Wizengamot at the Ministry and we need to get down there quickly, and secretively.” He said, turning away and clunking down the stairs without waiting for her response. Tonks stood in her doorway in shock for a moment, before suddenly spinning around and frantically grasping in the dark for her auror robes. She yanked off her muggle pyjama bottoms and pulled on her dark khakis, leaving on her tight black ribbed tank top, and yanking her trenchcoat-style robes around her shoulders and doing up the middle 3 buttons.
She leapt down the stairs and into the kitchen, surprising herself, and everyone in the room by not tripping over anything. As if clockwork, a plate fell from the counter next to her and broke in 3 on the ground. “Reparo” She muttered hastily and stood up straight again as though nothing had happened.
“By broom then”? Kingsley Shacklebolt asked, turning from Tonks and the plate back to Moody.
“Right” Mad-eye said gruffly.
“Accio Broom” Echoed throughout the tiny kitchen and a large flock of expensive auror brooms whooshed through the air towards them.
“Death-eater briefing”? Lupin requested as the group of them mounted their brooms after hurrying out the door, looking back behind him just in time to see Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred, George, and Ginny’s heads pushed together to look out the tiny dirty window of the upstairs study trying to catch a glimpse of the aurors departing, with curiosity.
“Lucius Malfoy” Mad-eye began, reading off of the list that he conjured in front of his face. “Fernir Greyback, Rodolphus and Rabastan Lestrange, Narcissa Malfoy, and Bellatrix Lestrange” Moody recited.
Tonks tried her hardest not to cringe.
“So as you can tell, they have placed their most dangerous followers in the Wizengamot, meaning they’re after something important.” Moody finished.
The group of them slammed their feet to the ground and took off, soaring up into the air at incredible speeds.
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“Ticklish”? Bellatrix asked sarcastically, pinning Tonks hands above her head and tickling sadistically over her ribs and sides.
“Noooo…Don’t…Stop…!” Tonks gasped out.
“Don’t stop”? Bellatrix taunted. “And here I thought I was torturing you”
“Noooo!!” Tonks shrieked, as Bellatrix changed from her younger cousins ribs to dragging her nails along her stomach. “Not there”! She begged.
“Too bad” Bellatrix teased, wiggling her fingers higher up her cousins tank top to tickle her upper stomach, between the branches of her ribcage. Tonks continued giggling helplessly, begging her cousin uselessly, knowing that Bellatrix wasn’t all too merciful.
Tonks mustered all of her power and wrenched her arms from Bellatrix grip. She was NOT going to render herself helpless. She and Bellatrix wrestled for a moment, before Tonks finally pinned her older cousin beneath her. There was panic in her eyes. She knew she could win this. She knew she could extract her revenge. She was suddenly pulled down from behind.
Bellatrix leapt up into a kneeling position to where Tonks arms were pinned to her sides, one of Regulus’ strong arms across her shoulders, the other holding her hands behind her back, so her arms were twisted into near-paralyzation, trapped and pinned to her sides.
“Thought you could beat me, deary”? Bellatrix asked, grinning manically at her cousin, who squirmed and jerked in her male cousins grip.
“No…please…sorry…please…don’t…” She begged.
She let out another agonised scream as Bellatrix gave her one last beautifully sadistic smile and dug her fingers into Tonks’ stomach and hips- Her scream echoed through the walls of the Black house, but no one else was home. No one came to her rescue.
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The aurors crept up the stairs inside the ministry, making their brooms vanish with a flick of their wands.
“Tonks your with Lupin, Kinsley your with me, the rest of you pair up and take an isle” Mad-eye commanded. Tonks and Lupin took off down the nearest isle and sprinted until 2 figures came into view. They both leapt behind the nearest shelf and hid themselves from the figures.
“The dark lord shall be here soon my pretty” A man growled to a woman, who was pacing back and forth in anticipation.
“You are sure of this”? The woman asked. Her manic voice was threateningly familiar. The woman figure stepped out from the shadows and Tonks hair flashed red without her will. Scared that she had been seen, she tried to stay hidden behind the shelf. The woman, was Bellatrix Lestrange.
Bellatrix began to say something else, but stopped mid-word and stared at the spot where Tonks had just disappeared behind the shelf. With two sweeping steps forward, she was next to Tonks who raised her wand quickly, but not quickly enough. Bellatrix raised hers faster and Tonks felt the invisible ropes binding all of her limbs together. She teetered for a moment, then fell towards the ground, bracing herself for the painful fall she was about to feel, but was caught, about a foot from the ground, by Bellatrix outstretching her arms.
“Nymphadora” She cackled, lifting the young auror up to a standing position. Lupin slipped behind the next shelf, unnoticed and began to frantically think of ways to rescue Tonks without putting her, or anyone else in danger.
Bellatrix dragged her cousin unceremoniously across the room to an opening ahead of them where she and the man lifted her bound, wriggling, body onto the nearest library table.
Bellatrix yanked the wand from Tonks pocket, and threw it over 5 rows of shelves behind her back.
“Wont be needing that, my dear”. She said, smiling sadistically.
“Let me go you wretched BITCH” Tonks cried out, wriggling around on the table, as Bellatrix quickly paralysed her so she could retie her in a more suitable position.
“Awe, Poor little Tonksy doesn’t wanna play” Bellatrix mocked.
“CRUCIO”! She exclaimed without hesitation. Tonks body jerked up and she arched her back away from the table in pain.
“Now, auror, who all followed you here tonight”? Bellatrix asked.
Tonks didn’t say a word. “CRUCIO”! Bellatrix exclaimed again, and again Tonks arched away from the table, cringed and writhing, but not uttering a single noise.
“What shall loosen your tongue, deary”? She asked wickedly, slipping on hand up the bottom of Tonks’ pant leg, and without moving her hand, Tonks’ let out a soft giggle. Not a panicked giggle, a flirty, girly giggle. Tonks’ always did have sensitive legs. Bellatrix need not even attempt to tickle her young cousin, merely the sensation of the material of her pants moving on her flesh made her giggle.
“Dare you mock”?! Rodolphus cried, offended, stepping up next to his wife.
“Shh dear” Bellatrix said soothingly to her husband, softly touching her arm. “That was the reaction I was hoping for”. Rodolphus looked at her, confused for a moment, before he broke out into a horribly terrifying grin.
Tonks whimpered in fear. She had faced the wrath of Bellatrix’ power with the Cruciatus curse, one of the most difficult spells to perform with any decent amount of power, so she was terrified of what it would be like to have a dark witch of such power perform something as easy as the tickling curse. She definitely, was not looking forward to it.
(Although I know all you readers definately ARE.
)
PART 4 VERY SOON
Tonks slipped from her bed and opened her bedroom door groggily. It was Mad-eye. She snapped up so she was standing with perfect posture and rubbed her eyes.
“Tonks, we need you downstairs quickly. More death eaters have infiltrated the Wizengamot at the Ministry and we need to get down there quickly, and secretively.” He said, turning away and clunking down the stairs without waiting for her response. Tonks stood in her doorway in shock for a moment, before suddenly spinning around and frantically grasping in the dark for her auror robes. She yanked off her muggle pyjama bottoms and pulled on her dark khakis, leaving on her tight black ribbed tank top, and yanking her trenchcoat-style robes around her shoulders and doing up the middle 3 buttons.
She leapt down the stairs and into the kitchen, surprising herself, and everyone in the room by not tripping over anything. As if clockwork, a plate fell from the counter next to her and broke in 3 on the ground. “Reparo” She muttered hastily and stood up straight again as though nothing had happened.
“By broom then”? Kingsley Shacklebolt asked, turning from Tonks and the plate back to Moody.
“Right” Mad-eye said gruffly.
“Accio Broom” Echoed throughout the tiny kitchen and a large flock of expensive auror brooms whooshed through the air towards them.
“Death-eater briefing”? Lupin requested as the group of them mounted their brooms after hurrying out the door, looking back behind him just in time to see Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred, George, and Ginny’s heads pushed together to look out the tiny dirty window of the upstairs study trying to catch a glimpse of the aurors departing, with curiosity.
“Lucius Malfoy” Mad-eye began, reading off of the list that he conjured in front of his face. “Fernir Greyback, Rodolphus and Rabastan Lestrange, Narcissa Malfoy, and Bellatrix Lestrange” Moody recited.
Tonks tried her hardest not to cringe.
“So as you can tell, they have placed their most dangerous followers in the Wizengamot, meaning they’re after something important.” Moody finished.
The group of them slammed their feet to the ground and took off, soaring up into the air at incredible speeds.
*********************************************************************
“Ticklish”? Bellatrix asked sarcastically, pinning Tonks hands above her head and tickling sadistically over her ribs and sides.
“Noooo…Don’t…Stop…!” Tonks gasped out.
“Don’t stop”? Bellatrix taunted. “And here I thought I was torturing you”
“Noooo!!” Tonks shrieked, as Bellatrix changed from her younger cousins ribs to dragging her nails along her stomach. “Not there”! She begged.
“Too bad” Bellatrix teased, wiggling her fingers higher up her cousins tank top to tickle her upper stomach, between the branches of her ribcage. Tonks continued giggling helplessly, begging her cousin uselessly, knowing that Bellatrix wasn’t all too merciful.
Tonks mustered all of her power and wrenched her arms from Bellatrix grip. She was NOT going to render herself helpless. She and Bellatrix wrestled for a moment, before Tonks finally pinned her older cousin beneath her. There was panic in her eyes. She knew she could win this. She knew she could extract her revenge. She was suddenly pulled down from behind.
Bellatrix leapt up into a kneeling position to where Tonks arms were pinned to her sides, one of Regulus’ strong arms across her shoulders, the other holding her hands behind her back, so her arms were twisted into near-paralyzation, trapped and pinned to her sides.
“Thought you could beat me, deary”? Bellatrix asked, grinning manically at her cousin, who squirmed and jerked in her male cousins grip.
“No…please…sorry…please…don’t…” She begged.
She let out another agonised scream as Bellatrix gave her one last beautifully sadistic smile and dug her fingers into Tonks’ stomach and hips- Her scream echoed through the walls of the Black house, but no one else was home. No one came to her rescue.
***************************************************************
The aurors crept up the stairs inside the ministry, making their brooms vanish with a flick of their wands.
“Tonks your with Lupin, Kinsley your with me, the rest of you pair up and take an isle” Mad-eye commanded. Tonks and Lupin took off down the nearest isle and sprinted until 2 figures came into view. They both leapt behind the nearest shelf and hid themselves from the figures.
“The dark lord shall be here soon my pretty” A man growled to a woman, who was pacing back and forth in anticipation.
“You are sure of this”? The woman asked. Her manic voice was threateningly familiar. The woman figure stepped out from the shadows and Tonks hair flashed red without her will. Scared that she had been seen, she tried to stay hidden behind the shelf. The woman, was Bellatrix Lestrange.
Bellatrix began to say something else, but stopped mid-word and stared at the spot where Tonks had just disappeared behind the shelf. With two sweeping steps forward, she was next to Tonks who raised her wand quickly, but not quickly enough. Bellatrix raised hers faster and Tonks felt the invisible ropes binding all of her limbs together. She teetered for a moment, then fell towards the ground, bracing herself for the painful fall she was about to feel, but was caught, about a foot from the ground, by Bellatrix outstretching her arms.
“Nymphadora” She cackled, lifting the young auror up to a standing position. Lupin slipped behind the next shelf, unnoticed and began to frantically think of ways to rescue Tonks without putting her, or anyone else in danger.
Bellatrix dragged her cousin unceremoniously across the room to an opening ahead of them where she and the man lifted her bound, wriggling, body onto the nearest library table.
Bellatrix yanked the wand from Tonks pocket, and threw it over 5 rows of shelves behind her back.
“Wont be needing that, my dear”. She said, smiling sadistically.
“Let me go you wretched BITCH” Tonks cried out, wriggling around on the table, as Bellatrix quickly paralysed her so she could retie her in a more suitable position.
“Awe, Poor little Tonksy doesn’t wanna play” Bellatrix mocked.
“CRUCIO”! She exclaimed without hesitation. Tonks body jerked up and she arched her back away from the table in pain.
“Now, auror, who all followed you here tonight”? Bellatrix asked.
Tonks didn’t say a word. “CRUCIO”! Bellatrix exclaimed again, and again Tonks arched away from the table, cringed and writhing, but not uttering a single noise.
“What shall loosen your tongue, deary”? She asked wickedly, slipping on hand up the bottom of Tonks’ pant leg, and without moving her hand, Tonks’ let out a soft giggle. Not a panicked giggle, a flirty, girly giggle. Tonks’ always did have sensitive legs. Bellatrix need not even attempt to tickle her young cousin, merely the sensation of the material of her pants moving on her flesh made her giggle.
“Dare you mock”?! Rodolphus cried, offended, stepping up next to his wife.
“Shh dear” Bellatrix said soothingly to her husband, softly touching her arm. “That was the reaction I was hoping for”. Rodolphus looked at her, confused for a moment, before he broke out into a horribly terrifying grin.
Tonks whimpered in fear. She had faced the wrath of Bellatrix’ power with the Cruciatus curse, one of the most difficult spells to perform with any decent amount of power, so she was terrified of what it would be like to have a dark witch of such power perform something as easy as the tickling curse. She definitely, was not looking forward to it.
(Although I know all you readers definately ARE.
)PART 4 VERY SOON
