TW: torture
A song for the chapter: We'll Meet Again - Vera Lynn
Day 80?
There wasn't any more space for tally marks on the dungeon wall, but to be fair, Elwia had started drawing them in a rather cramped corner.
"I guess Pettigrew decided this was a good day to skip giving us food again. I'm pissed, and I'm on my fucking period. The chamber pot is fucking full, and on top of that, somehow I'm supposed to survive my period with four pads? I haven't showered in ages; I feel bloody disgusting." Flora groaned and kicked a pebble on the floor.
"I haven't gotten my last two periods. And no, before you ask, I am not pregnant." Elwia threw her head back.
"Merlin, this place stinks." Flora complained, getting bored to death.
Dolohov, or any other Death Eater, hadn't visited the dungeon in weeks, seemingly having realised that they were indeed of no use to them. Elwia had noticed that covering herself in clay and dirt made Dolohov less interested in her, so that might've been part of it. Either way, Elwia hadn't had to endure the feeling of the Cruciatus Curse in what felt like ages. She still remembered very well what it felt like and constantly feared she'd have to face it again someday.
"Should we play a game of assigning each other a person they know of, and then they have to guess who it is? I tried doing that a few times, but then I noticed I couldn't really play it alone." Luna suggested.
"Yeah, whatever." Flora sighed and sat down. "Elwia, I'm giving you a person. Luna, give me someone, and Elwia you give Luna." Flora said, crossing her legs as she shifted into detective mode.
"Okay, am I a girl?" Elwia asked Flora.
"Yes, you're a girl. Luna, am I someone in their 7th year of Hogwarts?" Flora questioned.
"Yes, you are. Am I a girl with ginger hair?" Luna smiled knowingly, causing Elwia's eyes to widen as she nodded her head.
"No, fuck this shit. You're cheating. What are you doing, legilimency?" Flora cursed, taking the game very seriously.
Elwia merely rolled her head as she asked, "Do I have dark hair?"
Flora squinted her eyes, a playful smirk pursing on her lips when she answered, "No." And then she turned to Luna and asked, "Am I in Gryffindor?"
"No, you're not. Elwia, am I Ginny?" Luna smirked.
"Yes, you are. How the hell did you know?" Elwia frowned, which Luna shrugged her shoulders at, enjoying watching Flora have a mental breakdown over losing.
It took Flora three more questions to guess that she was Min-Seo, and she immediately roared from happiness that she had at least won Elwia in the game.
"Okay, I'm really fucking confused right now. I'm a girl with blonde hair, a Slytherin known for my reputation, have pale skin, and live for Quidditch. Is there anything else I should know? Who am I, exactly? Was there something else? Who the fuck am I? Merlin, just spit it out." Elwia groaned and rubbed her temples.
"Nah, you have to guess it." Flora shook her head, unable to hide her joy at seeing Elwia so frustrated.
"Am I straight?" Elwia frowned.
Flora fell silent and sniffed her nose. "You know what? I'm actually not too sure about that."
"Okay, thanks. Well, am I friends with you?" Elwia asked with a sigh.
"Yes." Flora nodded.
"Well, fuck. I give up, literally." Elwia huffed and stood up, resting against the pillar.
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Fanfiction"I look to you and I see nothing I look to you to see the truth" Elwia found herself unable to deny the fact that, since the first day she met Draco Malfoy, there had been something so intriguing about him. Maybe it was his grey eyes and blonde hair...
