In The Dungeon

Chapter 1

I laid very still on the ground, pretending to be asleep, when I heard someone walking closer to me. I was finally going to see a person and remember it. I opened my eyes slightly and saw a hint of blonde hair again, but they had their face covered. I watched as they pulled something out of their pocket and threw it over to me. I looked down at it and saw it was food, sure they fed me sometimes, but what they gave me, made Hagrid's rock cakes look amazing. I grabbed at it quickly and ate it quickly but slow enough to actually taste it. There have been times where they would spell the food to the other side of the hall so that I could see the food but I could not reach it. I looked up again to thank them, but they had already left.

~DH~

This happened a couple more times, until they came with some small new clothes when they would bring food. Mostly just new undergarments, which I was thankful for. Going without bathing in a couple weeks sure puts a damper on your self-confidence but nothing beats a clean pair of underwear. I would love to know who it was helping me, to know what day it was, to know if anyone was looking. I berated myself, of course people were looking. I had family who would miss me, but being here was starting to take a toll. I sighed and went into a far corner and sat. I thought about said family as I fell asleep.

~DH~

I woke up as the cell door flew open and saw three men standing there. The brief thought of that this was the first time that they haven't knocked me out first quickly flew across my mind. It didn't linger long because I finally snapped back to the present and I was afraid. The tallest of the three came and roughly grabbed me off the floor. He threw me to the other two who both grabbed onto an arm. I tried to get out of their hold but I was weak from little food and movement. They dragged me to the door and out into the hallway. I couldn't really see that well due to the pounding in my head and my eyes weren't adjusted to the bright light at the moment, but I could see the stairs at the end of the hallway. We went straight to them and they didn't even allow me to step on them, they just drug me all the way to the top. I knew I would have bruises on my shins and knees.

I looked around while still being dragged around like a rag doll, and noticed everything was black, sliver, and grey. It all looked familiar, but I couldn't place it. I wondered just how many times had I seen this over the weeks and have been made to forget. They led me through a door at the end of the hallway, and as soon as we stepped in realization hit me. I was in the drawing room of Malfoy Manor. It was the last place I wanted to be.

I looked around to see who all was here. It was all the Death Eaters that had escaped and were in hiding. Well, now I know where they are and once, if, I ever get out of here I am telling every Auror I see, where they are. I wondered about the difference in how they were acting and my fear greatly increased. Either they were going to finally kill me or they were going to do more drastic measures of getting whatever they wanted. The main person that stood out was Lucius Malfoy. Of course.

"Well, Mudblood, how have you liked your stay?" He asked with a smile.

"Oh, it has been amazing. Glad you're so worried about my weight that you barely send anything down. At least while I'm here I don't have to worry about getting fat. We also can't forget about the helping of my mental state. Not being able to remember anything is a blessing isn't?" I said sarcastically. I may be captured and terrified, but I am not begging to be set free and I am not going to act like some scared little girl. I am not going to let them see me weak.

His smile fell off his face and he walked straight up to me and smacked me across the face so hard that I felt a trickle of blood go down the side of my face.