Author's Note: Just a repost with minor changes. Nothing much.

Chapter 2

After the welcoming feast, Harry lay on his back, staring at the top of his four poster bed. He could hear Ron snoring loudly in the next bed and Dean muttering something about Quidditch in his sleep. It was now past 1 in the morning and for some reason, he could not fall asleep. He grumbled and turned onto his side, hoping sleep would quickly overtake him as he had Double Potions in the morning with his most hated professor Snape.

After a few more futile attempts, he got up, opened his trunk and took out his invisibility cloak and the Marauders map. Well, if I can't sleep, I might as well go for a stroll he thought. Opening the map to check that the coast was clear, he frowned at a black dot in the Great Hall labelled Lucius Malfoy. The dot then moved out of the hall and headed in the direction of the Slytherin common-rooms.

Intrigued, Harry sat staring avidly at the map, all thoughts of going to sleep forgotten. He watched as dots labelled Draco and Casey moved towards Lucius. After a few moments of stillness, the trio headed down into a corridor deep in the dungeons that nobody ventured in anymore.

Harry immediately left his dormitory under the cloak and clutching the map. The Fat Lady snorted in her sleep but did not wake up as he climbed out the portrait-hole. Slowly and quietly, he made his way down to the dungeons, his curiosity burning inside him. He paused to check his map again and realised they were in an old abandoned classroom at the end of the corridor. He almost broke into a run, going as fast as he possibly could without making too much noise.

Cracckk! Harry jumped in shock as a loud crack came from the classroom next to him. Luckily, the door was open and he peered in warily.

The scene in front of him was shockingly horrific and Harry had to put a fist in his mouth to stop him from screaming. His eyes widened in shock and he found himself desperately trying to deny what was happening in front of him. Casey was on the floor, her robes bloodied and shredded. Her face was contorted in extreme agony and tears were flowing freely from her grey eyes. Lucius towered over her, gripping his wand tightly in his hands.

"You will take it whether you like it or not!" he thundered at the young girl cowering pitifully beneath him. Casey choked back a threatening sob and slowly shook her head. "noo…" she whispered, her eyes wide and pleading. Lucius's eyes narrowed and he raised his wand again. Casey cringed back in fear, slowly shaking her head from side to side. "Please father! I can't do this!" she begged, sobbing hysterically.

Lucius took a deliberate step forward and his face twisted with a sadistic smile as he watched Casey gasp and shrink away even further. She braced herself for the imminent pain, yet, never once took eye contact off Lucius.

Cracckk! Lucius performed a violent slashing movement with his wand, followed by a resounding crack.

Another tear in her robes.

Another gash upon her helpless form.

Another puddle of blood that splattered on the floor.

Another scream which choked off into a sob at the end.

Her body arched from the torturous pain and she collapsed back, lifeless on the unforgiving stone floor.

"Unconscious already? We both know that you can take much more than that. Enervate!" Lucius cried in mock surprise.

Casey groaned and weakly gazed with blurry eyes at the beast which was her father. She had not known that this would be coming so early in the year. She wasn't ready to take it. She didn't want it! Her heart wrenched painfully as she recalled the little resistance that Draco had put up when their father had asked him. He had agreed… so willingly! The mere thought that Draco had perhaps given up on resisting made her heart clench. She sobbed out loud again at the hellish future that was surely in the path of her twin.

"Well, Casey? No response? Perhaps you need more convincing?" Lucius drawled out, utterly confident that he was going to get what he wanted. He raised his wand to his mouth and lightly sucked on the tip of it in anticipation.

In one swift, well-practiced movement, he pointed the wand at Casey and cried "Crucio!" The helpless girl on the floor writhed and shrieked in agony as white hot knives were stabbing every inch of her while Lucius was laughing maniacally at the pain of his own daughter. After a few seconds, he broke off the spell and watched coolly as his own daughter panted heavily, gasping for air.

Harry felt like he was going to be sick. He had known something was amiss, but not this badly. He turned towards the door again, wanting nothing more than to flee the reality of what was happening. The scene he witnessed was dreadful. No child should have to suffer from such pain! Especially not from their own parent he thought. Just as he was about to run to Dumbledore's office, another voice spoke up behind him. He spun around and stared in shock as Draco walked timidly towards his father.

"Please father! Don't do this to her!" he begged, eyes also dripping with tears from watching his twin suffer so. Never had Harry seen Draco look so unguarded. His normally cold and emotionless eyes were stormy and wild. He looked utterly desperate and helpless.

"What is this Draco? Have you changed your mind? Perhaps you need a taste of this as well?" Lucius said slowly, glaring into the eyes of his son. Draco flinched under the intense gaze and replied meekly "no… Father"

"Well then, let us continue. Since you are close to joining us, I was thinking that you should begin to practice your Unforgivables. The Dark Lord demands a high level of skill and you, as the Malfoy heir should be his right-hand man. This is the perfect time to practice; a wand, some privacy and a volunteer" Lucius replied curtly, gesturing to Draco to pull out his wand.

Draco's eyes widened in horror. This was not what he had in mind. He would not, could not possibly perform the Cruciatus curse on his twin! Casey was the only one that had ever stood up for him and had been his trustworthy confidant for his whole childhood. To perform such an act would be the worst betrayal of trust. But what choice did he have? His stomach heaving and sweating profusely, he hesitantly pulled out his wand and pointed it at the girl on the floor.

Casey gasped as the wand was slowly pointed towards her. No. No. No! her mind screamed. This was not right. There was NO way that Draco would subject her to this. "no…" she whispered, directing her teary gaze at Draco.

Draco's face twisted in pain as he watched his helpless victim beg for his mercy. It had never meant to be this way. It should've been them together, begging for Father's mercy. Simply looking at his twin made his gut clench painfully. Yet, he steeled himself and whispered the words that he was forced to utter.

"Crucio"

Casey writhed on the floor, this time, under the curse from her own twin. Her mind reeled in betrayal and screamed out her agony and sobbed out her heart. But the majority of the pain came from the knowledge that it was Draco pointing the wand at her, sending the curse, subjecting her to this torture. Never would she have believed that Draco would one day do this to her. Darkness was clouding at the edges of her sight and she blacked out for the 2nd time that night.

Harry could watch no more. He spun around and sprinted as quickly as he could to the stone gargoyle guarding Dumbledore's office. It occurred to him that he did not know the password into the Headmaster's office. "ummm…" he mumbled, looking hopefully at the gargoyle. It didn't move. "Lemon drop?" he asked timidly, knowing that it was the password 4 years ago. "No? well… um… Sugar Quills?" he tried again. After several failed attempts, he began to shout at the ugly face of the gargoyle. "PLEASE! I need to see Professor Dumbledore… NOW!" he yelled in frustration. When it continued to stay still, he lost his temper. Raging, he kicked the statue with all the strength he could muster. However, this did hardly anything to reduce his anger and merely left him with a very sore toe.

"Potter!" spat a voice behind him. Harry spun around and found himself looking into the furious face of Professor Snape. Before he could react, Snape continued "50 points from Gryffindor! Just because you are the Chosen One does not mean you have the right to wander the corridors after dark!"

Without taking any notice of Snape's words, Harry yelled "Sir! I need to see Professor Dumbledore right not! It's urgent! Casey, Draco…. Lucius! She's dying! In the dungeons sir! Please!"

"What are you rambling about, Potter?" Snape replied in his most silky, dangerous voice. It was obvious that Snape had not believed a word Harry had uttered. Fighting his fury, Harry took a few deep breaths and tried again.

Just as he was about to explain again, Professor Dumbledore appeared behind him, looking calm and composed. Before Snape could even respond to this new development, Harry sidestepped in front of him and began. "Professor Dumbledore! Casey and Draco are in the dungeons! Lucius is hurting them! Please, sir!" he blurted out, not caring how ridiculous he sounded.

Dumbledore frowned but seemed to believe him. "Lead the way" he commanded, sweeping his robes around. Harry exhaled loudly in relief "thank you, sir!" He broke into a run, retracing his steps to the dungeon. He could barely hear Snape and Dumbledore's purposeful footsteps over his pounding heart. Please let them be alive. Please let them live! He thought desperately. Although Draco had been his nemesis over the past years at Hogwarts, he could not bear the thought of him nor his twin being tortured so cruelly.

The dark, stone corridors echoed loudly with the footsteps of the trio. Surely Lucius would hear. Maybe he would stop to run away! Harry found himself thinking hopefully. As he approached the classroom again, he found the door closed, but unlocked. In one swift movement, he threw open the door with a bang and the awaiting sight made his mouth drop open.

Oooooooh... cliffie! Please review! (as always)