The sounds came back first. Slowly. They were muffled but soon they turned into voices. Deep sinister voices. The feeling returned next. Slowly. It took the form of a dull ache throughout her body but soon intense pain took its place. A quick intake of breath as the pain washed over her alerted them that she was waking. The voices fell silent.
Slowly the pain drained away and she opened her eyes. Death Eaters. She looked at them, her mind numb. Death Eaters? Why were there Death Eaters? What had happened?
Slowly it came back. Someone had been in her flat when she got home from work. More than one, for as she addressed the first with her wand, someone hit her with a curse from behind.
"She is awake," said one of the Death Eaters to the others, "We will take it now and be done." He came and looked at her with his steely, grey eyes. "Expecto Animicaptus Abduco" he said as he tapped her chest with his wand. As he pulled the wand away, a mist seemed to stick to the end of the wand. As he continued to pull the mist from her chest, she tried to catch her breath. She felt as if she was being pulled out of herself and into the mist. Finally the Death Eater ended his pull with a twist and set the mist to spin upon her chest.
She looked in awe at what she saw. Drifting above her chest was a misty version of herself clasped in the arms of a young man.
There was a gasp from one of the Death Eaters and low muttering from some others. They grey eyed one glanced around and they fell silent. "Aloh Animicaptus Voldemort," he touched the young mans mist then tried to pull it to his chest, "Animicaptus Acio"
The mists leaned in his direction but then snapped back and the lines between the two blurred even more.
"Animicaptus Acio" the Death Eater commanded repeating the wand movements. This time the mist formed into one figure and snapped back into her chest. She gasped.
Again there was a low muttering from the room. Grey eyes shot around the room.
"We will begin again, "he said tapping her chest then saying the incantation. This time when the mist was pulled forth it had merged into one form. "Now you will say 'Aloh Animicaptus Voldemort" he ordered her.
She was afraid. Afraid of what would happen if she didn't but more afraid what would happen if she did. Finally, she got her fist around her fear. She looked at him through the mist and voiced her answer in a defiant voice, "No."
Again the mist snapped back into her, this time leaving her dizzy.
The Death Eater yelled in frustration and struck her across the face. She saw him raise his arm again and be stopped by another.
"There's another way," the other said as she slipped back into nothingness.