A Family Once More

FIFTEEN ~ Voldemort

_Harry's POV_

Pain. 

Blinding pain was all I felt. 

Nothing else. 

Bellatrix continued to use the belt to whip my back for what felt like the hundredth time that day. My back feels like it has literally been split in half, with red seeping blood dripping down my bare skin. 

I tried not to scream out in pain as she continued whipping me with the belt. 

Bellatrix was obviously having the time of her life. After every whip, she has been cackling like a maniac. 

I saw black spots dance in my vision, as if they were taunting me. Seeing whether or not I would pass out and loose consciousness. I continued to try to hold on to the little bit of consciousness left in me, but soon, I felt myself slipping away as the belt came into contact with my ripped open, bleeding back once again. 

I saw black, and then nothing. 

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During the week many other death eaters came and tortured me. Some preferred to use crucio, while others used the belt to whip me and the knife to carve words into my flesh. However, the potions remained untouched. I suspected that Voldemort was going to use those on me before he killed me. 

My wand was taken away from me after Bellatrix was done with me, so I had no way of trying to escape again. 

I felt so exhausted, Bellatrix has been coming everyday to give me a potion which slowed down my healing process. Therefore, I was never given the chance to heal much at all. 

My back was ripped, red and raw. 

My whole body was aching from the after effects of the cruciatus curse that I was placed on every single day by all the death eaters that came in daily. 

They were all having a competition, seeing how long I could take the pain before I passed out. 

Dolohov came in thee days after Bellatrix and he placed me under the curse for about five hours before I passed out. 

The others tried to put me under the curse for more than five hours, but I could not help but pass out sooner. The continuous torture was weakening me a lot that these past five days, I passed out after 5 minutes. 

My throat is raw and dry from all the screaming. I was tried and sore too. I wondered whether I would ever be saved from this dungeon. 

Everyday, I am given only one cup of water, but I am beyond grateful for that. However, I have not eaten since 29th October since I did not eat during the Halloween Feast. 

It's been two whole weeks since I have eaten anything and I am starving. 

I wondered how I was still sane after all the hours under the cruciatus curse. 

However, my thoughts were interrupted with a loud bang. The dungeon door opened and in stepped in Voldemort. 

This is where I'm going to die. 

No. 12 Grimmauld Place 

Remus walked into the room and shook his head. This seemed to be a daily routine for the marauders (Peter? Oh no he was kicked out *evil grin*) and Lily for the past two weeks. 

Lily would sob lightly into James shoulder. 

James comforting her with tears in his own hazel eyes.