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It had been three days since I had seen outside of my door, for I had been kept and locked in my room with no visits at all. By now I was starving and felt very weak, I was close to driving myself insane due to the lack of social life.
Although I had gathered through the sounds coming from behind my door, that both Draco and Dorian had left for Hogwarts earlier that day which meant that it must be the 1st of September. It had upset me a lot to realise that this year I wouldn't be able to see my brother, the Ministry believed I was dead and so no-one was still looking for me. It had been then and there that I had decided that I would return to Hogwarts this year, sooner rather than later.
Just then the lock in my door became occupied with the key to my room and the door was pushed open to reveal Bellatrix LeStrange, I groaned inwardly, this could only mean one thing. Bellatrix's eyes lit up with excitement as she gestured for me to leave the room. I did so very reluctantly fighting a mental battle in my head to stop myself running at breakneck speed down the stairs and out the door. Not that it'd do any good, I was without my wand, I would have to wait until we had been reunited, outside the training room though.
Which happened to be exactly the place I found myself in a few seconds later, my wand back in my hand I knew I was too weak to put up a good fight today but as Bellatrix fired the first curse my way I found that I had just enough to continuously duck her advancing spells.
By flicking my wand weakly Bellatrix was pushed back and few paces from where she stood, she growled disappointed and advanced faster.
I ducked again as the Cruciatus curse skimmed past me, I felt myself tiring even faster than before and I knew already that she had won.
Which apparently was something Bellatrix knew as well, she hissed angrily, "How on earth are you supposed to get any better than your last pitiful attempt at outsmarting me if you're not even going to try!" She screamed. I raised my wand but it was instantly flicked from my grip as Bellatrix angrily swished her wand.
She reached me and pressed her wand painfully into my neck, I could see the anger in her eyes along with any rational thoughts fleeing instantly as her temper increased. Her right hand disappeared into her robes before she pulled out an object I had truly wished I would never see again.
I hissed uncomfortably when she pressed the sharp dagger deeply into my cheek, Bellatrix was now cackling happily and I could see again memories from years ago of times identical to these. There were still faint lines on my arms from where her dagger had taken to my skin before, of course they could no longer be seen on my left arm.
"What do I have to do this time, to make you understand. You never were any good at this, only ever better when you were angry…" Bellatrix slashed the knife across my cheek, I gasped and put my hand to my face where I could feel the blood escaping from the wound.
"I wonder how much worse it is, to get a small little baby scratch on an arm with 2nd degree burns…" She laughed uncontrollably before grasping at my left arm.
"Don't!" I cried trying to pull my arm away from her knife, she smiled maliciously taking my arm in front of herself so I could no longer see it or pull it away.
I felt her slowly lower the dagger to my arm, "Stop." I whispered, "Please stop."
A small light cackling echoed through the room before Bellatrix pushed the dagger slowly through my coarse skin, I cried out as she began to slowly move the dagger along my arm, I could feel my skin ripping and I screamed in agony. She was laughing again as I writhed and tried to pull my arm away. It felt like my skin was made of leather being stretched and ripped as her knife slowly cut through me.
She let go of my arm and I fell to the floor grasping it tightly trying so hard to block out the burning pain which had overwhelmed my arm. I looked down at my arm, the dagger had left an ugly jagged line down the centre of the inside of my arm where most of my arm had been burnt.
I heard her open the door and leave, this time a house elf had been waiting outside, it came in with it's face pale and sickened. It said nothing as it took me to my room, I spotted it a few times looking cautiously at my arm.
"I can get someone to see to that." The elf croaked when we reached my door, I nodded and went straight into the room not giving the house elf a second glance. But true to it's word another house elf appeared in my room not too long after I had sat down. I smiled when I saw that it was the small friendly elf I had spoken to upon my first arrival.
"Can I take a look for you Miss…" The small elf squeaked, I nodded and he came up to my arm which was resting on the desk. He gasped quietly when he saw it and tried to avert my gaze as he bound it in the same white bandages I had found around my head when I had awoken before. When he was done he looked up at me cautiously, "Does Miss Potter also wish me to see to the wound on her cheek?" I had only just remembered the gash on my face and I went into the bathroom to check it out in the mirror. Luckily it didn't look as deep as the gash on my arm. It seemed to have stopped bleeding, I took a clothe and dabbed away the dry blood which had settled around it.
"I think it'll be ok, thank you." I called to the elf before he smiled at me and disappeared also.
The small elf reappeared down in the foyer making his way towards the smaller living room, he had still to dust the mantel piece and arrange the flowers Mrs Malfoy was fond of.
As he approached the door the small house elf paused, he could already hear voices coming from the room, the first was no doubt Mrs LeStrange, but the second was not so easy to distinguish. It was a softer voice than Mrs LeStrange's but it's voice was unfriendly and almost like a hissing.
The elf didn't move from his spot as he listened in to the conversation after hearing the young Potter's name.
"She is not as susceptible as she was before My Lord…I fear that with just my efforts alone she would not obey until it was far too late…" Mrs LeStrange whispered.
"Of course my dear Bella, I had thought of this problem. Perhaps if…I, were to break Miss Potter it would fulfil our needs and would…push things along faster." The voice hissed.
"Perfect…" Mrs LeStrange purred before cackling lightly. The small elf sensed that the conversation was coming to a close and was about to move out of the way of the door when he heard the voice again.
"Tomorrow, I shall face her tomorrow, bring her to the room at 10 O'clock exactly. When she leaves she will no longer fight us."
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