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Click…..click… .click…click Footsteps were all I heard when I woke up in my cell. They came closer with every second that rolled by but they never seemed to stop. When they did, punishment was not an option. They would beat me, cut me, rape me, curse me and jinx me but I never gave in. I could not and would not blow my cover because if I did the whole world would be doomed and all I would have done was save my own life. When the time came I knew I would willingly die to save the ones I love.
I suddenly shivered from the touch of a cold hand that gently came in contact with the bare skin on my back. My eyes shut tight waiting for the pain to come but it never did. Rolling over I slowly opened my eyes with caution to acknowledge the visitor. The man was tall, thin, and built with white blond hair and ice blue eyes. It was the first time someone came to visit me without having the intention to scar me for life.
He crouched down beside me and sat on the cool stone floor while running his long lanky fingers through my spiraling red hair. Sounds of sniffling and tears gently dropping on the floor caught my attention. The man was crying. Why did he come all the way down here to cry? Why did he choose to cry in my company? If anyone was supposed to cry it should have been me but I was too strong for my own good. My thoughts were interrupted by the man's shaky voice.
"I'm sorry." He whispered. "It's my entire fault. If I didn't bring you here they wouldn't have laid a hand on you. If I didn't bring you, I would have been tortured and killed." He paused to let out a soft sob. "Now there is nothing to live for. They killed my parents without thinking twice. I would have killed myself but before I die I want to right my wrongs. I will get you out of here if it is the last thing I do. For now, I must leave before they find me. I promise will be back for you Ginny Weasley."