Jamie's head felt very fuzzy when she woke, she kept her eyes closed. Had it all been a dream? Silently, she prayed it wasn't, and that she was sleeping in the burrow. She shifted her body on the bed, trying toy decide if it was her bed or not, and rubbed the sheets. She could feel her heart sink, the sheets weren't the familiar scratchy ones that she knew... nor was the bed lumpy. She opened her eyes and felt a sinking sensation in her chest. She looked around the room she had spent so many days in the last few months, her father was sitting in a chair on the end of her bed, looking at her through narrowed eyes.
Jamie stiffened, and looked down at her hands. He said nothing.
The silence weighed heavily on Jamie.
" I thought you were away on business for a few days..." She murmured, not looking up.
"I was." She could hear the dangerous edge to his voice.
"I.... I didn't know they were going to be there." She said quietly.
"I know. I have already gone through your memories of the night Anna."
He said. Anger imbedded in his tone.
The silence was painful as she waited for her father to speak.
"What was your plan Anna? After you ran away?" He already knew the answer... he had gone through her thoughts... he just wanted her to say it out loud.
"I didn't have one." Jamie murmured tonelessly.
"And how long... did you think you could outrun myself with no plan?"
She didn't answer him... there was no point. She tangled her hands up in the sheets, uncomfortable.
"Look at me Anna." He said firmly.
Jamie's looked up at him, faltering as she met his blood colored eyes. His gaze made her feel like a naughty child.
"I am out of patience Anna, if you were not my daughter you would be dead long ago. I will not tolerate your displays of disobedience any longer. Do not bring my full wrath upon yourself my dear; I can do far worse things to you than the Cruciatus curse."
He looked at her for a moment, something in his eyes told Jamie he wasn't kidding. Then, he pulled out his wand; Jamie had to fight the urge to wince away from it. Her father saw this, and an evil smile touched the corners of his mouth.
"My death eater's time is not to be wasted Anna, for that... you will be punished."
Jamie prepared herself for the pain, and she wasn't disappointed.
"Crucio." Her father said simply.
Jamie collapsed onto the bed, her body convulsing as the spell ran through her. Screams ripped from her throat at the stabbing knives of pain paralyzed her. He held it only for a few moments, and then released her. Jamie lay on the bed, trying to catch her breath. Her father stared at her in silence for a moment, then got out of the chair, walking swiftly to the door, he stopped as he reached it, turning around so Jamie could see him.
"I must return to my business now. You will not leave this room unsupervised until my return. Do not bring me back a second time Anna, you will regret it." His tone told her he wasn't kidding...
He looked at her for another moment, and then exited the room silently, locking the door behind himself.
Jamie couldn't help breathe a sigh of relief when she heard the lock turn... she had survived almost unscathed... quite a feat when it came to her father. At least she didn't have to see him for a few days... with nothing else to do, Jamie sunk back into the bed, closing her eyes and letting a restless sleep take her.
