Chapter two: the room of requirements
As I sat there waiting for Lucius to come again, those memories still inside of me I knew I had to hold them close because without them the pain would come back. It had been ages since I had discovered how to throw off the crusiatus curse, he had tried to torture me many more times and believed he had been successful every time. But the memories made me lonely and made that thought, that I had to get out stronger and stronger with every second that ticked by.
It suddenly occurred to me Lucius hadn't been back for a long time maybe now was my chance. Maybe now I could get away. I tried to stand up and realised I couldn't. It appeared that although the crusiatus curse didn't hurt me any more it still drained me almost completely, so I gave up and crawled. But when I got to the door I realised that if I didn't get any food soon I wouldn't be able to make it even up the first few steps and then he would come back and find me their attempting to escape from his slimy, slithering grasp.
And then just like that an idea began to form in my mind. In all my time here I had never thought about one, rather small, individual who could help me. Kreacher. I'd seen him just a handful of times but I was married to Sirius therefore he should answer my call. Kreacher wasn't exactly what you could call social and I knew that Sirius had hated him because he had always stuck by his mother whenever she was having a go at him as a kid, but when I met him I found that as long as you treated him with respect and proved that you weren't about to change that he would respect you in turn. So I sat there in that dark room these thoughts filling my head and with a timid voice, that I hadn't spoken a word with for a very long time I whispered, "kreacher" but even to myself I sounded to croaky to be able to understand what I was saying so I cleared my throat and tried again, this time in a slightly stronger voice but just as quiet so that I wouldn't be heard, "kreacher". Then I slumped down and paced out on the cold grimy stone floor.
When I finally started to come around I heard voices. I recognised them both but it took me a while to work out where I knew them from. "mistress black please wake up" I heard a squeaky voice full of fear and concern say. That was Dobby the Malfoy's house elf I knew they treated him bad but why was he here. And then I dawned on me Lucius must be there too. "mistress Skyuler. Please mistress Skyuler wake up" I heard again but this time it was a croaky and deeper voice than the first. This voice I recognised to be kreacher but then if kreacher was there Lucius couldn't be because he wouldn't stand for kreacher to even try to look after me, so I gave up with my musings and slowly opened my eyes too see two house elves one with what looked like a pillow case for clothing, this one had long thin nose and perky ears, "Dobby" I enquired in tired voice and he squeaked at me, an expression of joy filled his face as if he wanted nothing ore than my good health. "you are awake mistress black" he celebrated while I turned to kreacher a look of utmost gratitude on my face and just simply smile while both of the elves suddenly when into a frenzy around me. Feeding me beautifully cooked soup and pouring fire whisky down my throat.
As they worked I asked Dobby how come he was here helping me? wasn't that against Lucius, and he told me, " I am no longer under the employ of Mr Malfoy any more" he squeaked excitement evident in his voice, " Mr Malfoy was tricked into setting me free, by your nephew mistress black". Now that court me off guard I only had one nephew, harry, and he could only be a few years old. I mean I hadn't be trapped that long! Had I? No I couldn't of been. But oh yes look at kreacher how he has aged and how lonely he looks, kreacher was tough he would be able to stand that kind of thing for just a few years, but if it had been longer I don't know how he would have faired but I would have assumed he would look something like he did. All these questions, all this confusion. I had to ask so when kreacher had finished spoon feeding me I asked him, "kreacher how long have I been gone?" and his expression told me that I had been wrong it had been rather more than just a year or two, "almost 13 years mistress Skyuler" he croaked with a note of uncertainty which turned to fear when he saw the look of pure rage flit across my face. Oh Lucius Malfoy was going to pay for this! He had stolen almost 13 years of my life but not only that harry must be at hogwarts by now and if he grew up with any family it would have be lily's dastardly sister petunia and her equally horrible husband Vernon. I never did understand why lily still loved her sister after all she made her life outside hogwarts a misery for her and yet she could still find the sympathy in her heart to love her. I looked up and noticed the two house elves looking at me with concern and fear martyred on their faces.
So I stood up and for the first time appraised where I was. And I didn't recognise the room but kreacher informed me that we were in the room of requirements at hogwarts. I sat on a plush double beg with cosy cushions and bean bags littered about on the floor, a book shelf in one corner, a bedside table with all the food and drink that they had been giving me on it. I was in a room that was more like a vamped up dorm for one person and I noticed that although I would have expected the room the be completely white it wasn't and that made me smile because they both already knew that I wouldn't have been comfortable in a white room, so it was splashed with all sorts of colours but not over the top so it wasn't a work out for my eyes. When I looked back around at them I noticed that Dobby was now wearing a pair of shorts and severel pairs of socks and he said, when noticing my look of curiosity, " I didn't want to surprise you miss black, when you first woke up so I wore my old pillow case for a while". And then I noticed something in his tone of voice as if he was bursting to tell me something and when I looked at kreacher that same thing was evident on his face as well. It was fear but not of what they were about to say but fear for me as if they wanted to warn me. Yes that was it they wanted to warn me about something.
hey guys this chapter is a bit longer hope you enjoy it and i havent done a translation as one of my reviewers asked because i have descided to do that in a seperate story so next chapter i will tell you how to find the french translation of this story.
disclaimer: i only own mistress skuyler(black) all the rest belong to J K Rowling