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"You take one step towards my cousin you'll curse the day you ever crossed paths with me." Colby Winchester exclaimed as she held steadfast in front of her younger cousin, William Gregory. He lay stunned by the curse that the masked man had sent his way.

"Feisty little mudblood we have here." the eerily sadistic voice exclaimed with a haughty laugh. "You think you can survive the torture from a wizard of my standing"
The arrogance in the masked man's voice made Colby's blood run cold. She knew no way of stopping this; no way of righting the wrong that had been inflicted on her cousin. He seen his parents murdered and in the process of running away been cornered. If not for the fact Colby had knocked the man out with a flower pot, William would've suffered the same fate.

"I shall have fun with you my filthy mudblood, defiance arouses me highly. Before I kill you, I shall have my way with you." the voice said menacingly and the man case a spell muttering the as Colby's body obeyed and moved forward.

"That filthy mouth shall pleasure me." the man said gesturing down. Colby's body went ridge as she overpowered the voice in her head and grabbing the wand from the man's hands, she unfroze her cousin, who looked terrified. She had just enough time to snap the wand in two and yell for her cousin to run before the man's sickening yell filled the air. Automatically Colby's hands went to the man's neck, catching him off guard as she watched her cousin's figure disappear and then all she saw was black.

"What is the meaning of this? Why have you brought a mudblood to this place?" a voice raged as Draco Malfoy neared the dungeons of his house. He could hear his father yelling, enraged by something that one of his friends had done.

"She broke my wand I was unable to do anything else but use the portkey." Gregory Goyle's voice muttered. "She has lost us the ring he seeks"

"She has?" Lucius Malfoy's voice exclaimed as Draco heard a slapping sound as a body drop to the floor. "We must inform the Dark Lord of this. Leave the mudblood bitch for now we shall deal with her later." Lucius said and Draco watched his father exit the dungeon with Goyle on his tail.

"Mudblood?" Draco said as he stepped into the dungeon and saw a body sprawled on the floor, blood pooling around her body.

"I...I am not a muggle..." a voice said in short breaths.

Draco stepped back in shock at the sound of the female voice. He'd believed her to be unconscious.

"I am a pureblood." she chocked out in a wheezing breath. "One who opposes the dark side"

Draco knelt down and turned the girl towards him; the face of the supposed pureblood. He gasped when his steel grey eyes connected with ocean blue ones - eyes he knew very well.

"Malfoy..." she said with disgust in her voice before the darkness overtook her once again.

"Winchester, what the hell? Pureblood? Mudblood? What are you?" he muttered staring down at the unconscious girl - his classmate at Ravenhead University in Ireland.