Caged ; Draco Malfoy

Chapter 5

TW: PANIC ATTACK, SELF HARM

When Robyn woke the next day, an aroma filled the room that smelled delicious. She looked to her side and found a tray of food on her side table, after staring at it for five minutes deciding whether or not to starve herself to death. She caved and draped the quilt over her fragile body and dug into the food.

It honestly was delicious but Robyn couldn't stomach a lot. "One more bite Robyn, cmon" filled the air a couple of times. As she took another bite, she felt bile rise in her esophagus. She ran to the bathroom and crouched over the toilet as it all came back up, she sighed and moved to find a distraction in her room. 

What day is it? Robyn wondered if she could accurately pin the date down from looking out her room, she landed on it being the early days of November. Wandering around her room got pretty boring these days, she picked a book up and sat on her bed. As she opened it and started reading, her focus was elsewhere. With a frustrated sigh, she called out to her only visitor. 

"Hissy!" Her small voice came out.

Almost suddenly, she heard a pop and found big eyes looking up at her, "yes miss?"

"Is it possible to fetch me the prophet?" 

"Hissy has to ask Master Draco"

She almost screamed at the elf but then remembered that she was just doing her job. When she nodded, the elf popped away and Robyn went back to wandering about her room. Just as she was about to pick at the tray of food she heard a pop and she turned around to be met with purple eyes that had the paper in her tiny hands.

"Thank you," Robyn said as she plucked the prophet from the elf greedily, she wanted to know what's happening in the world she's living in now.

She looked down and was met with a moving picture of three masked men shooting killing curses at a line of order members that Robyn only memorized from their faces and not names, she gasped at the ease the masked men were giving out unforgivables to innocent souls. She looked under the paper and began reading skeeters lies.

"Sighted today, the cursed have been blessing the terrorists with killing curses. Some of the small group extended their death by enjoying themselves and handing out torture curses. It had been a public execution outside the dark lord's castle, witnesses have stated that it was a brutal execution on behalf of one of the members from the cursed. The last they were seen was at the apparition point. People have started guessing as to who the small group was."  

Robyn stared in horror as the picture played over and over, she was staying under the roof of four murderers. She skimmed the rest of the paper for anything useful until her eyes landed on one particular article.

"TERRORISTS SIGHTED ON THE CUSP OF WILTSHIRE" was splayed across the top of the article. 

"It has been reported that there are still terrorists alive till this day, members who were associated with a corporation that called itself "The Order of the Phoenix" are still alive. Search parties from Lord Voldemort have been sent out to search the country for them and were ordered to 'kill them on the spot'".

Robyn couldn't read the rest of the paper, she couldn't think straight. Some of her people are still alive, and they're fighting back. She felt joy she'd never felt in her life before, were they coming for her? Do they know she's still alive? 

She pushed away all her thoughts for now and continued skimming the newspaper, her eyes stopped on one article that took her breath away. it read "POTTERS MUDBLOOD HAS BEEN TAKEN HOSTAGE"

Is Hermoine still alive?  

"Robyn Astor, One of Harry potters best friends have been taken hostage at the residence of the cursed, although no one knows who's residence it is. The dark lord didn't make any comments on this topic but people have guessed that the mudblood has been taken as bait for the remaining terrorists roaming around our country."