I apparated and found myself on a field, apparently in the countryside. But no sooner than I had turned around I was hit with a spell and my wand flew from my hand, with it my last hope for escape the still unknown danger. Rough hands grabbed my arms, pinning them to my sides, "Let go of me!" I struggled against my captor, but it was useless, he was too strong. "Hey!" the man said, "I got another one!"

"Let go!" I screamed.

"Well, well, what have we got here?" A man walking up to me asked. As soon as I saw his face even more fear flooded me and I began to struggle even more.

"What's your name, girl?" Fenrir Greyback asked.

"Sally, Sally Parkinson." I said shakily, inventing names was never a forte of mine.

"Related to the pure-blood family?" Fenrir asked.

"Of course, Pansy Parkinson is my second cousin." I saw fear flit across his face, wondering if he had just caught and attacked a member of the pure-blood elite.

"And just how old are you Miss Parkinson?" He inquired.

"I'm nineteen." Lying about my age wasn't hard; I was tall and, was currently wearing make-up that made me look older.

"Scabior! Check the list for a Sally Parkinson!"
"No! Her name isn't 'ere!" Scabior, replied.

"Ah, interesting." He came closer. Please don't recognize me, please don't recognize me! I repeated in my head. I kept my head down as Fenrir crept even closer.

"My father will hear about this!" I half-whispered in a futile attempt to scare him. He lifted by chin up with his hands and suddenly recognition dawned on his face.

"No use lying anymore you silly girl! I know who you are! Oh revenge is sweet." He said, "Tie her up with the others!" He barked at the man holding me. I was pushed forward roughly and was tied, to who I didn't see, I kept my head down hoping no one else recognized me. The Snatcher's were talking in low voices and I heard only snippets of their conversation.

"…I say we take him straight to You-Know-Who." Fenrir growled.

"Will you summon 'im? 'ere?" Scabior asked.

"…Malfoy's place as a base…"

They had a slight argument concerning if they really had caught Harry Potter and Hermione Granger.

"Who's in charge here?" roared Greyback, "I say that's Potter and him plus his wand, that's two hundred thousand galleons right there! But if you're too gutless to come along, any of you, it's all for me, and with any luck, I'll get the girl thrown in!"

They decided to take the rest of the prisoners with them too; and we apparated to Malfoy Manor. Once there, I saw the wrought iron gates leading to the long drive and memories came flooding back.

Flashback

"Cassie! Don't do that!" A nine-year-old Draco exclaimed.

"Why not Draco?" A happy five-year-old girl asked him.

"Because ladies shouldn't play outside and get dirty." He replied; pulling the little girl away from the tree she was about to climb.

"But Draco, it's fun!" Cassie said, exasperated.

Draco did not want to get in trouble for letting Cassie climb a tree and get dirty, and even though it pained him to see her big, puppy dog eyes, begging to stay outside, he dragged her back to the house.

"We can go play chess in my room." Draco said, trying to cheer her up.

"But I don't understand how to play and you always win!" Cassie replied, getting madder by the second.

"But do you want me to get in trouble?" He felt bad for guilt tripping the little girl, but it was his last chance at trying to get her to return to the house and get ready for dinner.

"No, but I really just wanted to have fun. For once…" Draco could see little tears forming in the corner of her eyes. And he caved.

"Fine, but just once and then we really should go back in. Agreed?" He asked.

"Yes. Thank you Draco!" She said hugging him. She ran to the tree and attempted to climb it.

Draco suddenly heard the gates of the manor open and ran and grabbed Cassie. She was about to protest when she saw Lucius coming down the lane. She set about straightening her dress and stood next to Draco, who had his arm around her small frame.

"Good afternoon, Father." Draco said politely.

"Good afternoon children. What are you doing out here?" Lucius asked suspiciously.

"We were just having a walk, practicing how to be a gentleman and a lady." Draco replied.

"Is that true, Cassandra?" He asked, looking at Cassie.

"Yes Uncle Lucius." Cassie replied looking down.

"Well then, you should probably get back inside. Supper will be ready shortly."

"Yes Father." Replied Draco.

"Yes Uncle Lucius." Cassie replied.

End Flashback

AN: Who is Cassie? Was this good, bad? Should I keep going? Review! Thanks!