Icy cold chains pinned my wrists and ankles to a smooth stone wall. My head was resting against my chest. I moaned and opened my eyes. My vision was still a little blurry but it cleared up in a minute. I lifted my head when I heard a door open. My eyes widened in fear as Lucius Malfoy and Voldemort walked up to me.
"Well Lucius, is this the child who led your son away from his rightful path?" Voldemort asked knowing very well that I was. Lucius nodded.
"Yes it is, Master." I shook my head as my mouth moved uselessly, not forming any words and making no sounds. Why hadn't the others arrived yet?
"It seems I will never get her to join us," Voldemort said. "You do know that you are rightfully mine, don't you Marcin? The moment that Ronan and Raelin perished you and you brother became mine. However, Cory is now a adult and I can no longer claim him. You however, though you are seventeen and legally of age in our world, you are still in school and by the Death Eater Laws, any child given to me can be claimed until they are eighteen. So you are mine and you can not escape it." I closed my eyes to stop the tears that had welled up from falling. I would not cry in front of him!
"Make you're choice now, girl," Lucius ordered. "What will it be? Joining us or death?" I shook my head and let it fall onto my chest again. Voldemort walked up to me and used his right pointer finger to tilt my head up to look into his blood red eyes.
"If you want to live, you will join us," he said.
"No," I said somehow managing to sound brave. "I won't"
"Then you will die," Lucius sneered. Then Cory, Draco, Harry, and Taylor burst into the room. Draco's eyes widened in shock when he saw his father.
"Father?" he gasped. "How...how could you?" Then he seemed to forget about that and his eyes got a determined angry look in them.
"Voldemort, don't touch her!" Harry yelled. Voldemort stepped away from me and turned to them.
"You're too late, I'm afraid," he said with a cold slightly amused smirk. "She has chosen death." Their eyes all widened at the same time.
"No, Schy-san!" Taylor cried. Harry grabbed her as she tried to run to me.
"I'm sorry," I said quietly. "I just couldn't join him. I'm protecting you Taylor. I'll choose that over life any day." Cory, Draco, and Harry drew their wands as Taylor fell against the wall in shock. Then she shook her head slightly and went to stand next to Draco.
"Leave Schy-san alone!" she said angrily. "Don't touch her you baka!" Voldemort looked down at her. She gasped and grabbed onto Draco's arm but continued to glare at Voldemort.
"I mean it, leave her alone," Cory said. Voldemort laughed shrilly.
"You think you can stop me, boy?" he asked.
"Sectumsempra!" all three boys shouted. Their spells hit Voldemort in the chest and he screamed for a moment and fell to the floor. Then he stood up again, his eyes blazing with anger. He was breathing hard and there was blood staining his robe.
"Fools!" he hissed. "Now you will watch the girl die! You could have saved her but now you shall never see her alive again!" He laughed psychotically and turned to me. I looked over at the others.
"I love you," I said. "All of you. Cory, tell the others that I love them. And tell mum that I said thank you for being my mum. Tell dad that I said thank you too." Cory shook his head.
"You can tell them yourself," he said. Voldemort rolled his eyes.
"Lucius, please take care of them." Lucius nodded and pointed his wand at the boys and used the Imperious Curse on them and ordered them to fall to their knees. They tried to fight it but the spell overpowered them and they fell to their knees. He smirked. They couldn't get out of it and when they did I would be dead.
"Very good," Voldemort said turning to me and pointing his wand at my chest. "Say goodbye to your life, Marcin! Avada Kedavra!" A jet of green light shot from his wand and hit my chest. I screamed and then my head hit my chest and I went limp. I was dead.
"NO!" the boys screamed. "SCHYLER!" Tears were streaming down their cheeks.
"Schy-san..." Taylor whispered weakly as tears welled in her eyes. "Come back..."
I screamed and sat straight up in bed. My forehead was covered in cold sweat and my breathing was coming in fast gasps. The door to my room opened and Draco, Harry, and Cory came running in.
"What is it?" Harry asked. "What's wrong?" I looked around and realized that I was in my room at home.
"I had a nightmare," I said. The boys all sat on the edge of my bed. I leaned against Draco, who wrapped one arm around me and stroked my hair with the other.
"What happened luv?" he asked. "You look like you just saw a ghost. Surely a dream can't be that bad?" I nodded.
"Voldemort," I whispered. Instantly, the three of them tensed.
"What did he do?" Cory asked. My eyes filled with tears.
"He killed me," I whimpered as I buried my face in Draco's shoulder and began to cry.
"But it was just a dream, right?" Harry asked. "I mean...that doesn't make it true."
"But it does," Draco said. "At least for her. She had a dream like this once before Cory came and took her and she said that she was going to die. She almost did." I nodded and dried my eyes.
"Are you all right, Schy-san?" Taylor's voice asked. We all looked over at my door and saw Taylor standing there.
"Yeah, I'm okay," I answered. "I just had a bad dream." Taylor came into my room and jumped onto my bed.
"Don't worry!" she said smiling up at me. "I'll protect you!" I gasped and leapt out of bed.
"Schyler," Harry said. "Are you okay?" I ran from my room, trying not to burst into tears. I ran down to the back door and then out into the backyard. I ran over to the wooden fence that blocked in the back side of the yard.
"I can't let him hurt her!" I sobbed as I punched the fence. "I can't!" The back door slammed shut and I heard one of the boys come outside. I ignored the fact that one of them was there and continued to punch the fence.
"Schyler," Draco's voice said. "Stop this luv. Tell me what's wrong." I ignored him and continued to punch the fence. My knuckles were bleeding and soon I heard them crack, but I didn't care.
"Schyler," he said coming up behind me and pulling me away from the fence. He turned me to face him. I looked up at him, knowing that I looked like a wreck. My hair was frizzy, my face was streaked with tears, and my knuckles were swollen and bloody.
"Draco..." I said hoarsely.
"What's gotten into you?" Draco asked. "Why are you hitting the fence? Has it offended you or something?" I shook my head and turned to look at it. Two bloody spots shown in the moonlight.
"She wants to protect me from my dream," I said. "But I should be..." I closed my eyes and ran back to the fence. I started to punch it again. "I should be the one protecting her!" I felt a bit of blood hit my cheek.
"Schyler!" Draco said. "Stop it!" I dropped to my knees and put my face in my hands. Draco came around me and crouched in front of me.
"I won't let him hurt her Draco," I sobbed. "I won't." Draco reached out and pulled me into his arms. He pulled a tissue out of his pocket, he was wearing the kind of pajama pants that had pockets, and wiped the blood from my cheek. Then he hugged me.
"It'll be all right," he said. "Everything will be all right." After a few minutes Draco went to the fence and cleaned the blood off. Then he came back to me and led me back into the house. He took me into the bathroom and cleaned and bandaged my knuckles.
"I'll use the healing spell in a minute," he said. "I want the bleeding to slow first." I nodded dully and he led me back to my room. I walked over to my bed and sat down. Cory and Harry were leaning against the door frame like guards. Taylor had gone back to bed. Draco came over to me and took the bandages off. He pulled out his wand and healed my knuckles.
"Thanks," I said softly. I laid down and turned onto my side, away from the boys.
"Well you two had better go back to bed," Cory said to Harry and Draco. "You're going back to school in the morning." I sighed. This was my last year at Hogwarts, my last year to be with all my friends in lessons. We would be getting jobs soon.
"Good night Schyler," Harry said.
"'Night Schy," Cory said. I waved at them and heard them walk out. Draco came and sat on the edge of my bed. I rolled over and looked up at him.
"I'm scared," I whispered. "I don't like being scared." Draco nodded.
"I know, I know," he said. He touched my forehead and smiled. I smiled back.
"You should go to sleep," I said. "We have to go to school tomorrow." He nodded and kissed me. Then he walked out and I drifted off to sleep.