American Teen [George Weasley Love Story]

Get me out of here

I estimated it was approx. 3-4 weeks of torture. of course, If I wanted to know I could just look at my arm. But even turning my head was too much effort. Eating the bowls of soup they bring me was even harder-most times it would just dribble down my chin.

I hadn't spoken in a few weeks unless you count screaming. But I'm not even sure if I've screamed in the past few days. Every thing blurs together. That is until the I realized the house-elf that usually cares for me is gone; in her place is a house-elf I recognize from my many trips to the Hogwart's kitchens. Her name is Twinky and she's an excellent cook. She's my favorite. She always greets me first out of the twins and I.

Her eyes grow wide when she realizes who I am, "Miss Hughes! What have they done to you!" She asks, trying to keep quiet.

"Ignore that, Twinky. What are you doing here? I thought you worked at Hogwarts." My voice came out rough and hoarse from dehydration and lack of use. But it was comforting that I could still talk.

"Professor Snape sent me here. All Hogwarts staff are the masters of the house-elves at Hogwarts. Of course, the headmaster can overrule any of the teachers."

"Twinky, you have to leave. Go back to Hogwarts. They don't treat elves kindly here, please."

"Miss Hughes"

"Twinky I have told you to call me Margaret. I'm not your master."

"Margaret, I can't. It's an order. I'm here to take care of you since the other house-elf is on a mission." Her eyes grew wide when she realized what she said.

"Stupid Twinky Stupid Twinky!" She screamed and slammed her head into the wall.

"What is going on over there." I heard Voldemort ask.

I looked down at the soup now spilled over my lap and back up to indicate what happened.

"It seems as if the elf spilled the soup and is punishing herself," Snape said. "Is that right?" He asked me.

I nodded my head.

"Twinky, I demand you stop punishing yourself and go back to your quarters immediately. Stupid elf."

With that Twinky ran out of the room, after snapping her fingers and cleaning up the soup. That's when it hit me-elf magic. Of course. These chains were protected against every spell a wizard could know. But the Malfoys and Voldemort believe that wizards are more superior than any other creature; they're exactly the type of people to overlook elf magic, which is actually extremely powerful. I made a mental note that tonight at dinner I would ask Twinky if she could break my chains and apparate me out of here.

That night, for the first time in a long time, I was anxiously awaiting Twinky's arrival. I had to stay conscious for this part so the torture was more unbearable than usual, which is saying something. I could feel myself start to slip into insanity. I just hoped death would reach me before then.

"Twinky, can you apparate out of this house?" I asked quietly, sipping on my soup.

"Yes, I can."

"Do you think you could break these chains?"

"yes, Margaret."

"Twinky, I need you to do something dangerous for me-can you do that. I will ensure that you are freed afterwards so you cannot be punished. You can continue to work at Hogwarts, just like Dobby" I added when I saw her reaction to the idea of being freed. "That way you won't have to return here. I know how poorly they treat you." She nodded at that statement.

"Why are you still here, Twinky?" Snape said with a snarl. Why is he stopping me? Anyways, I couldn't let myself fall back into the fog tonight. I needed to be aware so I can tell Twinky the plan tomorrow morning.

At breakfast I explained everything. "Twinky, tonight when you feed me you will need to undo all these chains. Start with my feet then my hands. Then can you apparate me to the Burrow? I promise you will be safe from any repercussions there. If I'm unconscious, say you need a Hogwarts Professor in order to free you. Do you understand?" She nodded, too afraid to talk.

I was going to get out of here. My daily dose of the cruciatus curse surged through me. I had been practically unconscious the last couple of times, but now I was fully aware. The pain made my vision go black and left me exhausted. I knew if it didn't work tonight, I'd be dead in the next couple of days. I prayed that Twinky could make this work and that I could leave. I held onto images of all the people I love to power me through the next round of torture.

That night there was a meeting going on at dinner. Well shit. But I couldn't stop. It was now or never. It was so loud, that no one noticed the chains around my ankles break. But when my arm came swinging down because I was too weak to move it slowly, every turned.

"GO TWINKY!" I yelled, my voice still hoarse. She quickly undid the chain and grabbed me. I felt her start to apparate away, but before she went I felt a spell hit me that left me in extreme amounts of pain.

I might not have been the one apparating, but still wasn't strong enough to even do it side by side. I, of course since it's my signature move, passed out from the extreme pain and physical exertion.