"Speak!" Natasha heard him yell before he slapped her face. She spat some blood out, feeling glad that he had not managed to knock out any teeth, seduction missions would be a lot harder if she was missing teeth. "Speak!" He barked.
Natasha turned her head to look at her captor, a blonde haired man with blue eyes and dressed in a suit. Behind him were two men, simply thugs working for the blonde one, both holding machine guns. The room was dark grey from the bottom to the top, the dark brown metal door was the only exit and on the opposite side of the room.
She herself was sat on a floor, her her wrists chained to the wall behind a chair her, limiting her movement. Her legs were chained to the floor meaning that if she wanted to escape she not only had to get out of the chains on her arms, but the ones on her legs. Her right cheek was bruised and her lip had a cut on the left side, there was also a small amount of blood pouring out of her forehead and she was pretty sure that at least three of her ribs were broken and her left ankle was sprained. All in all, not the worst situation she had ever been in.
"Who are you working for?!" The blonde demanded as he grabbed her by the hair
"I told you, I am not working for anybody!" Natasha lied, making sure to act destressed as well. She was about to say more but trailed off when she saw the two thugs behind the blonde silently drop unconscious.
"I know you are lying bitch," The man leered at her. "you will tell me one way or another. I am going to make sure of that. Now we can do this the easy way or the…" The man trailed off as he realized somebody had just moved behind him. "What?!" He snapped as he turned around only for his eyes to widen in fear upon seeing Grim standing in front of him.
Grim grabbed him by the throat before throwing him half way across the room, Grim flicked his wand in Natasha's direction and her chains released her. Grim turned back to the blonde who had gotten back to his feet, the blonde pulled out a gun which was quickly blasted out of his hand. Grim shot chains out of him from his wand, the chains wrapped around the blonde and left him on the floor and unable to move.
"Are you okay?" Grim asked Natasha.
"I've had worse." Natasha replied dismissively. "I will be fine."
"Good." Grim said before he turned back to the blonde and fired a cruciatus curse at the blonde, the blonde cried out in pain. Grim walked towards him, not letting the curse stop, Grim wrapped one hand around the blondes throat and squeezed while keeping the curse up.
"Stop," Natasha said, "stop," She walked towards him, slower than she'd like due to her injuries. "Harry!" She placed a hand on his shoulder and shook him slightly, causing Grim to stop the curse and look towards her.
"What?"
"We need him alive." Natasha said. "Please." She added in a quiet voice when he looked like he was going to argue.
"Fine," Grim growled before hitting him with a stunner, Grim hit him with a featherweight charm to make him weightless, he picked him up and placed him over his shoulder before he offered an arm to Natasha. "hold tight." Grim added before he teleported the two out.
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"Thanks." Natasha said as she sat in a hospital bed, Harry was sat next to her and waving his wand over her. He had healed her ribs and her ankle along with the cut on her head, he was now working on the bruise on her face and the cut on her lip.
"You're welcome, now stay still, I don't want to accidently poke you in the eye." Harry said as he waved his wand over her face. "This will sting slightly." Harry warned.
"Okay…" Natasha's words stopped as she let out a slight hiss when she felt a stinging sensation on her cheek.
"Told you." Harry said as he waved his wand and conjured a hand mirror. "Take a look." Harry said as he handed it to her.
"Thanks," Natasha said as she took the mirror, she looked at her face and was glad to see it looked undamaged, as if it was never damaged in the first place. "magic is still amazing." She smiled as she offered him the mirror.
"Keep it if you want." Harry replied.
"Really?"
"Yeah, I don't mind, I got it for free." Harry joked. "You can keep it or I can get rid of it."
"I'll keep it then," She shrugged before setting it aside. "no point in wasting a good mirror. So… thanks again for saving me."
"It's alright, just doing my job." Harry replied. "Your injuries are healed but if you want to go see a doctor to be sure then feel free."
"You were going to kill him, weren't you?" Natasha asked suddenly, her green eyes meeting his grey ones.
"Yeah, I was." Harry admitted honestly. "Killing, fighting, it's just easy for me."
"Yeah, you're not the only one."
"Hmm, Padfoot misses you by the way." Harry commented.
"Really?" She asked in an amused tone as she raised an eyebrow, she knew he was trying to change the subject but decided not to comment on it, for now at least.
"Yeah, he was a bit upset that you weren't showing up like usual." Harry nodded.
"Well if you had stayed a bit longer during our last conversation then I could have told you I was leaving tomorrow and you could have told him that I was on a mission." She responded.
"I… I admit that I probably could have handled that better." Harry sighed as he ran a hand through his hair.
"Definitely could have."
"Probably could have handled that better," Harry repeated. "but… I really don't think that I am who you want Nat."
"How much do you know about my history?" Natasha asked suddenly.
"Everything that Shield knows." Harry replied. "I did my research on you."
"Then you should know how I was brought up, you said that your first kill was at eleven, I was younger when I had my first kill. I don't know all about your past or what you went through but I went through hell too. Maybe, just maybe, you'd feel better having someone to share it with."
"Do you know what happened to my last world?" Harry asked.
"No, not really." Natasha frowned at his out of the blue question.
"It was ruined, wrecked beyond repair." Harry said in an emotionless voice. "There was barely anybody for me to 'share it with'. I promise you Nat that in the past I have tried to find someone to spend the rest of my life with, I tried to find a family, I once even had a godson. His name was Teddy, he was my biggest source of happiness and I lost him and his mother the same day. Both were killed by members of the opposing army. From then all I could do, all I wanted to do was torture and kill each and every single one of them. The guy who was responsible for killing my godson, I tortured him and his parents. Then I killed his mother in front of him, sent him to work in mines where he lost his hands, then when he was nearly broken emotionally, mentally and physically, I brought him in front of his tortured father. I killed his father in front of him, then I killed him and I enjoyed every minute of it. You can do better than that Nat."
"Perhaps," Natasha nodded. "but you answer me this, do you want to hurt me?"
"No but…"
"That was a long time ago, wasn't it?"
"Yes but I…"
"You are a changed man, aren't you?"
"I am but that doesn't…"
"Then there is nothing for me to worry about, is there?" She replied before he could finish.
"Nat, I told you already, I don't want to get close to someone just to lose them again and…"
"I know," She cut him off. "I remember you telling me that. But I want to know something, is it worth it?"
"Is what worth it?"
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