I lay here in the middle of what was once my bedroom. What is left is nothing but a charred skeleton of what was once my home. They've taken everything. They took my clothes. The only thing covering me is my own blood from gashes I am too numb to feel.
Why couldn't they have just killed me like all the horror stories had promised?
She's sleeping on her bed across the room. I am ten years older than Katie. I hated sharing my bedroom with her. I was ten years older than Katie…I couldn't move. I watched three men take turns with her as she screamed for her big sister. She cried and she shrieked until they finally silenced her. I'd do anything to share my bedroom with her now.
No one cited rape as one of the Death Eaters' atrocities.
They removed my magical bounds. Katie! They ripped me from her and threw me to the ground. She was all alone while they ripped my clothes from me. A thousand years later they finished one by one all over me. The final man kissed my forehead. He told me he loved me enough to spare my life.
I lay here waiting for them to come back and kill me.
The dark mark shines in the sky above me.