Walk over and rip off the elegant gown revealing her green lingerie underneath

Greyback stalked towards her, the crowd parting before him like the sea. His boots thudded on the marble floor, each step a countdown to her defilement. He reached the chaise and looked down at her, a king surveying his throne.

Without a word, he grabbed the front of her emerald gown. The sound of ripping silk was shockingly loud in the silent room. He tore the expensive fabric from her body, revealing a scrap of green lace beneath a bra and panty set.

A collective gasp, then a chorus of lewd comments and jeers, filled the hall. Lucius Malfoy looked away, a flicker of something like distaste on his face or perhaps he doesn't want to look to greedy in front of his wife, while Bellatrix's lips twisted in a triumphant sneer.

Rose lay there, exposed, her pale skin glowing against the black velvet, the green lace a mockery of her rival house. Her belly was a prominent, rounded hill, a monument to her violation.

Greyback kneeled on the chaise, one knee on either side of her hips, straddling her. He ran a coarse hand over her stomach, his touch proprietary. "My pups," he growled, loud enough for everyone to hear. "My broodmare."

Then, he ripped the delicate lace bra from her body, freeing her breasts. He bent his head and took one of her nipples into his mouth, biting down just hard enough to make her cry out. His other hand tore away the flimsy panties, leaving her completely bare to the greedy eyes of the Death Eaters.

"Look at her," he snarled, addressing the room. "The great Harry Potter, naked and ready. We have won.

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