Hope you liked chapter 1. I'm going to try and post daily. Anyway, here's more for you!

-Ingrid

Chapter 2

"Get up, girl."

Jade sat up slowly, face blank with emotion. This has happened many times before; being called girl, getting dragged out into a room to be looked at like a cattle. That's all she was to them, to her 'parents.' A money sign, blood covered with skin, and if anything, a pawn on the chessboard of life, on her way to becoming a 'queen' or certain death.

Walking to the door, Jade put on a pretense of 'loyalty' and obedience.

"Yes sir?" Not father, never papa, or dad; just sir. Mother...she died giving her only child, an unwanted daughter life.

"Get your ass out her." He growled. "Today is the day." There was a chill, clammy dampness in the air of the grand sitting room, as if all the heat and light and life that should have been cheering it had been murdered and dragged away into the shadows. Jade placed her hand on the icy cold door knob. Why could they not light a fire? Her body longed for the warmth and comfort of the Great Hall and she thanked everything she held dear that it was only a few more days until school began again. Only a few more days until she could see her friends, her home, and… and the boys that made her laugh. Her father Casper's, angry tone brought her out of her thoughts. At last.. she thought in sullen sarcasm, He's calling me for it. The day I finally become loved. Her dead, plastered smile fell away. Hah. As if that would ever happen.

She opened the door, revealing his calm but fuming face. Father. Sir. He was intimidating. Cold, tall and dark, he stood a full foot over her, hair grey, eyes dark. Anyone could see that it was, indeed, her father. The paleness of the skin and deep cheek bones… but there the resemblances ended.

As she gently tied her hair back into her signature braid, she followed her father silently, dreading what was to come. At the long table, hooded men sat in rows. Pale masks and pale followers. A long snake, coiled gently on the floor. Jade felt faint and dug her fingernails into her hand, keeping herself alert. All eyes turned to face her, the girl that was supposed to help them. To feed them inside information on the school and the boy that the Wizarding world now distrusted. No one believed He was back...but Jade did. Jade believed it because she could see him now. Sitting at the end of the table. His cold eyes were fixed on her own.

"Here it is my lord," Casper announced, voice doing a poor job of hiding his dislike for his own flesh.

He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, Voldemort himself, nodded and gestured her forward with one gnarled, crooked finger. Jade shivered slightly, she hated this not-full man, the devil incarnate to her friends and beliefs. But the mask, her pretense, she must always wear her lying mask.

"Am I to understand that you, child, are now attending school with Harry… Potter?" His voice was cold and echoed, drawn out slowly. He said the name slowly, pausing at each syllable, voice thick with hatred. Everyone knew something had happened between him and Potter a few months ago, in the graveyard where the Dark Lord had returned. Somehow, despite his immense powers, Potter had escaped the snake man's grip once again. It was shaming, startling, and something only brought up in harmony with a suicide wish. His red eyes caught and held her own, probing, smirking, sensing nothing but weakness and a tool to be exploited. Not knowing her wish to betray him because he did not care enough about her to check.

Jade nodded, unable to muster the courage to speak to Him and hold her facade up. She muttered something inaudible and kept her head lowered in a gesture of respect. He did not seem particularly interested, instead tapping the empty seat at his right hand.

"Yives, when is Bellatrix to return? I had no idea convincing a half Giant woman to bribe her brethren to our noble cause would be so… difficult."

Yives opened his mouth to respond, but changed his mind, noting that He had already returned His attention to Jade.

"Girl, you know how important it is that the the information you tell us is accurate. I will not tolerate all these... close misses... that have happened due to you, being off by an hour or a day. I've been kind, sparring you because of your blood, but this is my final warning. One more slip up, ONE more mistake, and you will not live to see the next day. Do you understand?" His voice was cold and rang with a harsh power. The snake snapped it's jaw at Jade and He stroked it. The message was clear- Jade would be dinner.

She swallowed hard, nodding her head as quick as she could while being submissive to her lord.

Casper quickly interceded, surprising Jade and the rest of the followers.

"My lord. It is long past this...innocent... child's time to leave." He leaned over, while pulling Jade behind him by her braid, and whispered into her ear, "You listen to me, 'darling', you have displeased him. And because of that, you have disgraced me. You will be punished for this. Severely. Once this meeting is over I'll…." He paused, seeming to relish the things he would do. Jade balked, pale with fear. His eyes met her frightened ones and he gave a twisted grin. "For now, enjoy your room."

During this private conversation he had grabbed the basement door handle and flung it open, tossing her inside. Casper cackled, hateful to the core. "Enjoy your sleep Jade!"

Left alone to wait for the Crucio and whipping to come, Jade whimpered softly as she she associated herself with the damp cellar and the rats, before eventually succumbing the tears that refused to say locked away anymore.