Snape's Daughter (Book Two)

Chapter Eighteen : The Lost

Trapped inside the ever moulding walls of Malfoy Manor's dungeon, Ellia would often try to hide herself from Wormtail when he delivered her food. She didn't know who he actually was, or where he'd come from, but he had an expression slapped across his skin saying 'Do Not Trust'. The lonely atmosphere of the dungeons brought Ellia back memories of when she was a small child at Spinners End, alone in the living room whilst her father spoke to guests in the study about 'Business'. Being the arrogant man he was, Severus never allowed Ellia anywhere near his meetings with his guests, cutting out Ellia from the whole situation. In his eyes he sought it as protection for her, in Ellia's eyes it was neglect.

The dungeon gates rattled as Luna Lovegood, Dean Thomas and Olivander were thrown inside them, before the gates slammed shut again. Ellia didn't dare move from her corner behind the wall, she presumed it was just Wormtail again. However, when a familiar voice rung in her ears like bells, she soon changed her mind.

"This place is covered in disgusting mould and species," Luna croaked, stepping inside the dungeons as a drop of water splattered on her head.

"Luna!" Ellia cried, almost jumping out of her skins and running around the corner to see Luna, Dean and Olivander. She sprinted over to her friend before wrapping her arms around her.

"Calm down, you might seriously danger yourself by being too excited," Luna said, before looking around the dungeon.

"Where have you been all year?" Ellia asked her.

"I'm not actually sure, it was sort of pretty but at the same time kind of scary," Luna said, before wrapping herself in her jacket," It's chilly in here."

"Olivander, please sit down. You look as if you're going to break," Dean ordered the frail old man as he stumbled over to a wall, and leant down against it.

"Mr Thomas, there is no need to worry," Olivander sighed, resting his head against the wall whilst Dean sat beside him.

"Why are you? Who brought you here?" Ellia asked the trio as Luna soon sat down beside the men, exhaustion in her eyes.

"Death Eaters. Nasty things, they are. Took me straight from the Hogwarts Express and brought me here. I didn't expect to see anyone, but I was greeted with Luna and Olivander," Dean explained, yawning.

"Which Death Eaters?" Ellia asked them, praying that Parkinson wasn't here. It would be likely that he was, his daughter was lying on the floor of Malfoy Manor only a couple of weeks ago, he would've came to see if she was fully recovered.

"Dolohov and Yaxley," Luna told her, before Ellia sighed with relief. Parkinson wasn't there, so he still wouldn't know that Ellia was the one who 'hurt' his Patricia.

"And Bellatrix, is she still here?" Ellia asked them.

"She leaves tomorrow for a couple of days, I think," Dean said, kneeling down against the wall.

"Thank god," Ellia smiled, bowing only then once Bellatrix had left that she would be able to see Draco once more. Until it dawned on her that he was back at Hogwarts, and she was stuck in the lifeless, magic less dungeon.

"Harry will come," Luna piper up, the light still shining in her bright blue eyes. Ellia turned her face to see her, to see a desperate smile on Luna's lips. She wanted what Luna was saying to be true, but it wasn't.

"He won't. He'll die if he comes here, he probably doesn't even know we're here," Ellia sighed, rubbing her eyes.

Rolling on the cold hard stone, Ellia opened her eyes to see that Luna, Dean and Olivander were all around the corner. Squinting quickly, she pulled herself up off of the floor before stepping around the corner.

"I wish I could get out of this damp dungeon. We've been here for months," Ellia sighed, before turning to look at Luna, Dean and Olivander. Next to them, Harry and Ron stood. "Harry! Ron!" She shouted, running up to the pair and wrapping her arms around them.

"Calm down Ellia, we've got a problem," Harry said, pulling away with Ron. Harry's face was messed up like he'd been stung, and Ron had a couple of bruises and cuts.

"Where's Hermione?" Ellia asked them.

"Upstairs with..." A scream interrupted Ron, "Bellatrix."

"No, that's not safe. She'll kill her. Bellatrix is supposed to be gone, she was supposed to be gone when Draco got back and he's back," Ellia said, running to the gate before furiously rattling it.

"It's no use," Ron sighed, before Wormtail rushed downstairs.

"Madame Lestrange wishes for Miss Snape," Wormtail said, unlocking the door before dragging her out by the arm. She shook him off though, and stepped upstairs only to be greeted with the image of Hermione lying lifeless on the floor. Bellatrix turned a sharp angle to face Ellia, Draco and Narcissa the other side of the room with Lucius. Bellatrix glided towards Ellia, her black dress following her like flies. Her dirt painted fingernails traced Ellia's pale skin on her forehead.

"Little, young Snapey. Your friends came to save you, Mr Potter, Mr Weasley and little mudblood Granger," Bellatrix snarled.

"You dare hurt them anymore and I will..."

"You'll what?" Bellatrix said, digging her nail into Ellia's forehead. The blood oozed out of the small cut, Bellatrix licking it from her fingernail.

"You'll fall. All of you. Just you wait," Ellia snapped, before trying to run off. She ran to Hermione, caught off track by the fact her friend was there struggling for life and that she was just going to leave her. Falling to the ground, she checked for a pulse before feeling somebody drag her back by her hair.

"You won't disobey me. I'm not your father," Bellatrix shouted, throwing Ellia flat on to the floor.

"I know you're not, not even my father would leave his self appearance looking so bad," Ellia spat, resisting the pain that she was witnessing.

"Do not disrespect me," Bellatrix shouted, pulling out a knife and swinging it down towards Ellia before Draco shouted.

"Stop! Please! Not her," He shouted at Bellatrix, Narcissa grabbing him by the arm to try and calm him down. Bellatrix shook her head and ignored her nephew, lowering the knife closer and closer to Ellia's stomach.

"I could just stab you right now, right here if it wasn't for your boyfriend over there. I really want to, I want to be the one who kills you and has your blood on their fingers. I never got a chance with your mother, Parkinson was there first. But you, I'll make sure you die screaming," Bellatrix hissed, a smile wiped sheen across her face.

"I wouldn't let you. I'm strong enough to resist you. You won't have my blood on your fingers, you'll die rotting in Azkaban and I'll move on with my life away from you and your poisonous words. My mother died protecting her family, and I'll protect the remainder of mine," Ellia spat, infuriating Bellatrix.

"What? Daddy?" Bellatrix chuckled, before stabbing the knife down in Ellia's arm instead of stomach. Bursts of screams filled the room as Ellia cried in pain, Draco trying to run to her side as he watched his girlfriend scream in agony and defeat. Bellatrix simply stepped back and laughed, almost wiping her hands with Ellia's blood like her job was done. Glory filled her as she skipped around the room. "Ellia Snape's going to die at the palm of my hands!" She screeched, whilst Ellia continued crying in pain. Her eyes were starting to loose focus and you couldn't concentrate enough to stood the blood flow. It was over.