Chapter 1: Getting Out Alive

"Stay awake.

Stay awake survive.

said the nineteen stars that I.

Gave your name.

Tonight.

I wanna scream.

Wanna scream your name.

Starlight starbright.

you saved.

You're my wish tonight"

Nineteen Stars by Meg & Dia

Bellatrix Lestrange stood by the window giggling under her breath. Her time in Azkaban had damaged her mind greatly.

"Bella shut up" I growled. I had once called her mum when I was three and that had earned me a slap to the face. I had learned to keep my mouth firmly shut since then.

Bella spun around to face her daughter. "He's coming" Bella cried pointing to the ceiling. "He's going to make it all better. I'm free," she hissed holding her arms out.

I groaned and rested my head back against the wall "Shut up" I demanded chucking a pillow at her. She scowled and turned back to the bar covered window. I rolled my eyes and stood up slowly. It was hard to believe that fifteen years of my life had passed. I was not exactly what you called beautiful. I suppose every teenager criticizes her body though. My hair was a midnight black and it was often matted with blood and sweat. My blue/gray eyes intimated people to the extreme, a characteristic I did not really mind. I guess I was mostly slim having lived off blood all my life but I still hated the shape of my hips. I hated myself and I didn't understand it at all.

"Evie sit down" Bella hissed at me through clenched teeth. I ignored her. A moment later a loud bang sounded as the side of our cell was blown out. I flew back against the wall as my mother laughed and stepped out on the ledge.

"Free Evie" Bellatrix cackled. "We're free," she yelled.

I sat up holding the back of my head. I could feel a sticky substance coating my fingers so I wasn't surprised when I pulled back my hand to find it covered in blood. I stood up quickly not taking into account my aching head. The dementors were leaving the grounds and the prisoners were hurrying from their cells. I licked the blood from my fingers and stood next to my mother. She laughed and threw her arms around my neck. This was the first time she had ever hugged me and I couldn't help but flinch. Physical affection was not something I enjoyed.

"Mum" I whispered. She held me closer and I peered over her shoulder to see two brooms hovering above the ground. "Are those for us?" I asked having finally found my voice.

Bellatrix pushed away from me and hurried back to the window. "Free" she hummed under her breath repeatedly. I watched nervously as she climbed through the hole that had once been our window and jumped onto the broom. She had left before I had even climbed from the window. I stood on the ledge and looked down at the ground. If it hadn't been for the constant thought of freedom, I would have jumped.

"God damn it!" I cursed, "Why does everyone always leave me" Never before had I ridden a broom so I had no idea what I was supposed to do. I gradually stepped to the very edge of the ledge and closed my eyes before jumping. Thankfully, I landed safely on the broom. It took off immediately and I couldn't help but laugh at the sensations I felt. The wind whipped through my hair as the broom steered itself. This was the ultimate form of freedom. The sky was so intriguing that I kept my eyes on the stars even after I had landed.

"Evelyn" A voice spoke my name. I looked up to see a face only a mother could love. He had a snakelike appearance with only slits for nostrils. His mouth was curled into an evil grin and I found myself lost in his red eyes that reminded me of two crimson pools of blood. Something inside of me was drawn to him. I wanted to devour him in more ways than one.

"Welcome" he hissed. I looked around to see that everyone else was kneeling down before him. The forest we were in provided me with a strange sense of comfort and I didn't notice the hatred that was directed towards me from more sources than I could count.

"Welcome to where?" I asked looking around at my surroundings.

The man laughed "They call this the forbidden forest. The name is used to scare the kiddies"

I nodded "Why am I here?" I muttered pathetically.

"You are here to become part of a family. It's a do or die child"

I realized that this man must be the great Lord Voldemort. He wasn't as scary as everyone made him sound. My eyes wondered over the faces of the people that were kneeling down. Most were wearing masks except for my mother and a man with yellow teeth. Something inside of me told me we were different. A part of me hated this man and I didn't even know him.

"What if I don't want a family?" I snapped looking smugly at the man. I quickly wished I had kept my mouth shut when the man raised his wand and yelled "crucio." I was unprepared for the pain that hit me. It felt as though I was being dipped into a volcano over and over again. My skin was on fire and my insides twisted. This had to be what death felt like. I fell to my knees as screams echoed in my ears. I did not even realize that the screams were emitting from my own mouth until my throat began to burn with severe pain. Then it was over. The pain ended as fast as it had begun and I was kneeled down before him panting. I got the gist of his demand. If I did not bow down before him willingly, he would make me.

"Did you enjoy that Evelyn?" Voldemort asked in a mocking voice. "I could do so much worse my baby"

I glared at him as he reached his long icy fingers towards my face. It took all of my self-control to not bite all of his fucking fingers off.

"I can teach you how to resist the pain. I can show you more power that you've ever dreamed of" Voldemort promised. I narrowed my eyes. Everything about him screamed liar but I had no choice.

"Whatever" I whispered in defeat feeling childish and weak.

"Greyback help her up" Voldemort barked and the man with the yellow teeth roughly grabbed my arm and hoisted me to my feet.

"Get off" I hissed pulling my arm from his grasp. His touch made me feel tainted. I turned my attention back to Voldemort. He smirked and pulled my left arm towards him.

"Your skin is so unmarred. So perfect" he said trailing a finger over my bare forearm. I shivered at his cold touch

"It'll only hurt for a minute," Greyback hissed in my ear. At that moment, I couldn't decide which man I hated more. I glared at Voldemort as Greyback slipped his arms around my waist.

"Let me go" I demanded trying to keep my voice steady. I shook slightly as Voldemort lowered his wand to my arm.

"Are you ready Evelyn?" he asked looking into my eyes. I'm confident he knew my answer even before I said it.

"I want this" I replied. I was unsure of exactly what I wanted. His empty promises still played in my mind. I wanted to be powerful and respected. I wanted to be numb so nothing could ever hurt me again. I clenched my eyes shut tightly as Voldemort uttered an incantation under his breath. My arm burned as if a red-hot poker was being applied to my skin. I could almost smell my charred flesh. My heart froze in my chest and it felt as though something dead had entered my body. My breath stopped in my lungs. It was like being buried alive. The sound of laughter entered my ears and Voldemort pulled back his wand as my eyes flew open.

"You will honor and obey Evelyn," he growled running the tip of his wand down the side of my face and into the crook of my collarbone. Greyback released me and I fell to the ground completely drained of all energy.

"You will go with Greyback tonight and you will prove yourself worthy to be in my presence" Voldemort said looking down at me "Disperse death eaters," he yelled. I was left alone with the man called Greyback.

"Get up" the man barked before landing a swift kick to my side. I hissed and pushed my body up from the ground.

"Where'd they all go?" I asked, "Where's my mother?"

Greyback laughed, "Do you miss your mummy? You're in for a rude awakening little girl," he snapped grabbing my hair and pulling me up from the ground.

"I hate you" I spat

"I'm hurt" Greyback sniveled back "Let's get going" he commanded grabbing my hand. Before I had time to pull back, I heard a pop and found myself standing in front of a small cottage. I felt sick and weaker than I had felt earlier.

"Why are we here?" I asked

"Stop with the twenty questions or I'll snap ya neck my little beauty" My stomach lurched painfully but I followed Greyback inside anyways. The house was quiet and the fireplace was blazing. It all felt so welcoming and inviting.

"What are we going to do?" I felt stupid asking that question. I knew exactly why we were here.

"To prove your worthiness," he replied smartly. I followed him up the stairs. We stopped in front of an oak door. "You take these two," he said pointing to the door "I got the kid" He then turned and walked back downstairs.

My hand shook as I reached for the doorknob. This wasn't the sort of power I wanted. A scream broke through the silence. I took one last look at the closed door before running towards the sound of the commotion. The sight that assaulted my eyes would forever haunt me. Greyback was in full wolf form and a little girl that looked no more than three years old lay bloody and broken before him. Her eyes stared blankly up at the ceiling as blood gushed from the gaping hole in her throat. I wanted to lick her clean but I fought the temptation.

"Stop it!" I yelled "Please stop" My eyes widened as Greyback transformed back into his human form. He was covered in the little girl's blood.

"You fucked up Evie" he growled wiping the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand. He flew towards me and tackled me to the floor. I let out a cry as he pinned my hands above my head and dug his dirty yellow fingernails into my wrists.

"Maybe there's another way you can prove yourself" he chuckled before lowering his mouth over mine. His tongue forced his way between my clenched teeth and I wanted to gag. His mouth still tasted of the little girl's innocence. It tasted of death and decay. I struggled fiercely when his hands worked their way under my shirt.

"No!" I shouted bringing my knee up and kicking Greyback in the chest. It forced his hands out of my shirt. Without thinking, I launched my head forward and bit down hard on his tongue. His blood filled my mouth and the taste made me want to vomit. I had never before tasted something so disgusting…so foul. I managed to free one hand and I raised my fist and punched him squarely in the nose causing him to fly back.

"You little bitch" he hissed holding his mouth. I scrambled to my feet and threw open the front door. I ran as fast as I could, not daring to look back. I had no destination in mind but I could not spend another moment with that damned werewolf. They were dirty, disgusting creatures.

"I'll be watching you Evelyn. You can run but you can't escape" Greyback yelled after me. His words did not affect me. Finally, I reached the edge of a dark forest and took a seat on a fallen tree log. I was cold, hungry, and alone. This wasn't the first time I had felt like crying but I had never cried before and I wasn't about to start now. I let out a low growl before getting to my feet and punching a tree with as much strength as I could muster. My knuckles split open and I felt as though I had just had a great release. I spun around to find at least ten cloaked men holding their wands at my throat.

"Damn" I whispered before they all yelled "Stupify" and I welcomed the black abyss that I fell into.