I woke up and I could feel and hear others around me. I could feel the dampness of where I was at. I opened my eyes and I noticed the others were chained up. I looked at my arms and I saw that someone had chained me up as well. I was sitting in the corner watching the others talk and some were asleep. Some looked like they haven't eaten for days. I pulled my knees to my chest and put my head down. I couldn't stand to look at the children sitting around their mothers. Where were we? And as if someone had read my mind I heard the door open.

I looked up and I saw him. He was standing next to me on the other side of the cell bars. I looked away. I trusted him. How could I have been so stupid?

"Please don't be angry at me," he said reaching through the bars to touch my hand. I moved it away, well tried; it's not like I could move that much. "I wanted to tell you that he wanted you. I wanted to tell you that you were my assignment."

I looked at him. He looked away. He couldn't stand to see me like this. He looked back at me. "Draco why?" I asked with tears coming down my cheek.

"I was going to die if I didn't."

"I would have died for you."

I put my head back into my folded arms. I felt his hand go through my hair. "I said I was sorry."

"Sorry isn't good enough." I spat back staring at him coldly. He retracted his hand. "You lied to me. You used me for your own sick pleasure until it was time to hand me in."

"That was before you changed me!"

"You call this change!"

Some people looked over at us.

"You don't understand..."

"No I think I do understand Malfoy!" He flinched when I called him by his last name. "You would give up something or someone you love in order to stay alive. In order to keep your families name from dieing out." He stood up and looked down at me. "I don't need you Malfoy. Not anymore. If I die, then that's the faith I will accept. I have nothing to lose. People like you killed my family to get to me. You killed my trust so they could get to me. I hate you Draco Malfoy!"

Draco didn't have much to say after that. I could see him tightening his jaw so that he wouldn't cry. He was clenching his teeth hoping no tears would fall from his eyes. He turned and walked out slamming the door.

"Good for you honey," said a mother next to me holding her child. The child looked like she could have been four or five. I looked at the mother and gave a weak smile and put my head back down on my arms.

After I woke up I saw that everyone was pretty much the same accept one guy was missing. He was an elderly guy.

"Excuse me," I said to the mother next to me.

"Yes dear," she said so politely.

"Where did the elderly man go?"

She sighed and stopped rocking her daughter to sleep. "They took him and by the age that he looked. I don't think he'll be back. They always take the older ones out first so they can die quick and painless. It's the younger ones like your age that they have fun with. My daughter, Cynthia," She smiled down at her sleeping daughter. "They give to a home of purebloods to take in and treat like their own."

"What about you and the others your age?"

"We're for housekeeping. You know house elves aren't the big thing anymore. Women are now. They figured out how to make us work without complaining. Not that I would. I would survive no matter what. I'm a strong woman of course."

"And what you said earlier about us, my age I mean..."

"The ones that brought you hear are the ones that torture you after you have seen the Dark Lord."

"How do they torture us?"

"I'm not sure...but pretty young ones like yourself...I hear stories..."

I knew where she was getting at...raped, torturous rape, humiliation...but Malfoy brought me here. Why would he?

I looked around and I couldn't help feel a song come on. I opened my mouth and started singing. A lot of the men stopped talking and stared at me. Some woman looked up from their tear stained arms they were crying on. Everyone watched as I sung. And I knew it went through the door because someone opened the door and a few walked down the stairs to see the commotion. I just kept singing. I wanted them to know that they can beat anything if they try.

"Broken windows and empty hallways,
a pale dead moon in a sky streaked with grey.
Human kindness is overflowing,
and I think it's gonna rain today.

Scarecrows dressed in the latest styles,
the frozen smiles to chase love away.
Human kindness is overflowing,
and I think it's gonna rain today.

Lonely, lonely.
Tin can at my feet,
I think I'll kick it down the street.
That's the way to treat a friend.

Bright before me the signs implore me:
Help the needy and show them the way.
Human kindness is overflowing,
and I think it's gonna rain today…"

"Your right Malfoy, she is a beauty," hissed a man under a cloak.

Draco nodded watching me sing wishing he hadn't brought me hear. But he had no choice. If Blaise or someone else brought me hear and The Dark Lord didn't approve of me. I would be beaten and raped.

"I think she's a keeper but I don't like how this crowd is acting towards her though."

Draco glanced at him. "What? Why?"

"They look at her like she's the heart and soul of their very lives. Take her somewhere else when she's done with her song."

"Where?"

"One of the extra bedrooms up in the Upper Commons. You'll be her guard."

"Lonely, so lonely.
Tin can at my feet,
I think I'll kick it down the street.
That's the way to treat a friend.

Bright before me the signs implore me:
Help the needy and show them the way.
Human kindness is overflowing,
and I think it's gonna rain today."

Authors Note: The song is called "I Think It's Going To Rain Today" By Bette Midler. Tell me what you think about this story. I found it looking through my files on my desktop. I forgot how many stories I have made.