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When I wake up, I am laying on a soft bed. I get up and open the door. Then I close it and lock it, going into the bathroom and taking a burning hot shower, crying until the water turns cold.

Then I get out and get dressed in the clothes I wore when my parents died. I know who the man did it is. He is the Dark Lord.

 He is the Dark Lord

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Voldemort.

I go into the room and stare at the perfectly white walls until the door bursts open. A woman with black hair, Bellatrix Lestrange, walks in with Voldemort.

 A woman with black hair, Bellatrix Lestrange, walks in with Voldemort

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They watch me stare at the wall.

"What is wrong with her?" Bellatrix asks Voldemort.

"She doesn't know." He responds.

"Please leave." I say just loud enough for them to hear.

They look at me before they leave. A blond woman comes in.

"Have you eaten?" She asks.

"I'm not hungry." I tell her. She sighs.

"I'll be right back." She says after a moment. She comes back with a boy who looks like he wants to die.

"This is Draco, my boy. He hasn't eaten in the last few days either." She says to me.

"Draco, you are both to stay here until you eat." She says.

I roll my eyes.

We sit there in silence for the next three days, not touching the plates of food sent up for us.

Then they burst into the room. We don't even jump. We slowly turn around and look at them.

"You are both going to eat." Voldemort says.

"Why? So you can torture me more?" I ask him.

He stands there shocked. Then he glares at me.

"Bellatrix, talk to our daughter." He snaps.

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