Hermione disliked the smell of blood. Blood that now is caked onto her skin, blood that sticks to her locks of brown hair. Cassie prssed a heated blade agasinst her skin as she lets out an ear -peircing scream. "Stop it, stop it please." Hermione sobs . It Burns through the thin layer of flesh. Cassie drags it from her cheekbone down to her chin; only stoping when it hits Hermiones throat.
"You can't die yet." Cassie laughs in the girsl ear giving her a few seconds of relief, before tresuming the torture, her pain starts again. The smell of burning hair fills the air, the flame melts her skin and tears away leaving burnt, charred and pinky flesh. Hermiones screams and crys trying to get away. "No... no, please please stop." The girls breathing starts to become staggered as her eyes fall shut.
"WAKE UP!" Cassiopeia screams loudly. "Crucio!" Hermiones wakes screaming. Cassie only smiling knows she is causing this girl great pain, a pain that courses through her entire body. Cassie's smile turns into a devilish smirk. "Does it hurt baby?" she say in a mock tone.
The blade is dragged across Hermione's arm fifteen times, once for each year of age. Warm blood drips down her right arm, just as the blade begins to drag across the left. She whimpers slightly but the pain is not yet enough to draw screams, yet is does not let up it only worsens. Cassie proceeded to crush the bones in hermiones ankle. Drawing terrible screams from the young girl. Yet it has no effect on the young ravenclaw, she enjoys them.
I wish I could scream but I don't even have the strength for that. I feel the pain in my ankle next. I'm cry out once more. As she backs off, I assume she's finished with me. At least for now.
One kick to the head another to the stomach. Blood pouring out of the freshly cut wounds. Hermione slowly begin to lose consciousness, but am kept awake by her tormentor. Cassie kneels down before Hermione, dragging her blade across the thin flesh on her forehead, blood rushes over the girls face and eyes. Cassie look into her eyes, brightened like they have an idea, she laughs.
"Well, well looks like you've found yourself in a tight place Mudblood."
"Leave me alone Cassie." Hermione replies her voice trembling. "Wh..what do you wa.. want from me.."
"Well.. You're here because, your little friend always has to play Hero." She pauses. "Doesn't he. When he comes, we can kill you both. But I doubt you'll be able to see him"
Hermiones heart pounds rapidly as Cassiopeia take out her silver and blue blade, wanting to blind Hermione, casssie moves the blade near the crying girls eyes as she close my eyes tightly. "Please... don't" Hermione pleads with her whimpering. But none of it matters. The blade pierce through the skin hitting Hermione's left eye. She slowly drags the blade across and then forcefully rips it out. Hermione screams loudly begging for Cassie to stop.
"What.. do you want." Hermions asks again sobbing in pain. "Please.. please stop.. I.. I can't take it." it doesn't matter how much Hermione pleads Cassie would not stop.
"Feeling alright Mudblood." Cassie laughs watching blood run down Hermiones face, burnt by her tears, pale and blood covered
I feel blood running down my face. I smell it in the air. I taste it on my lips. I slowly try and move my hand up to my forehead,but my arm had been injured earler and I can't manage more than a few inches off the ground before I have to rest it back down again. My head is now pounding and I feel sick and lightheaded. I can only hope this is the last of it for the day. I think back to what happened before. All these scars will stay with me forever, The scars on my arms, my forehead. If I ever get out of here, I won't even be able to see my friends again. I won't see anything again. I curl up on the floor and cry. Where are my friends? aren't they coming for me?
My mind wonders off after a while thinking if anyone else would be coming down to torture me once more. I keep wishing that all of it could be over for now. I don't think I could manage any more pain today.
But it feels so early that I know I am wrong.
I hear a door open, but nobody advances towards me. I hear a pained scream coming from somewhere nearby. this goes on for about two hours, I am not alone I hear my door creak open. I prepare myself for the worst.
I know they've done this before, to others... The worst thing is I can't do anything to stop it. they won't allow me to die, every time I reach a point so close to death, they bring me back, they heal me just so they can do it all over again. I hear somebody walking towards me, they are close... I feel my hand being picked up off the ground.
Cassie looked at her hand, a small, pretty, dainty little hand.
"Hello, Mudblood."
The girl doesn't move, but stays in her little curled-up position whimpering.
"Aw, you scared?" Cassie sings. "Why don't we play a little game?"
"My opinions don't matter," she replies.
"That's right," Cassie says softly they don't. Every time you scream, I'll rip out one of your pretty—little—nails."
"No... no.. don't please." she screams. "Please... please just leave me alone."
"Aww baby, you know I don't care what you think." Cassie smiles
My smile turns into a twisted grin as I begin to pull her nails off. One by one, pained screams fill the air as blood rushes over both of our hands. I finish pulling out the last one.
"Looks like you're not very good at keeping your mouth shut." Cassie laughed. "What to do with you next? Hmm…" Cassiopeia pauses before speaking again. There were no words to describe how much she hated this girl.
"Well Granger, maybe we can try something a little... different. Some say the world will end it fire, other say it will end in ice. So which do you think it will be." She say twirling her wand between her fingertips.
"Will it even matter what I say." Hermione asks, her voice trembling.
I smirk. "Not particularly, I'll give you the pleasure of experiancing both."
Cassie takes out a white hot burning rod and press it into her soft skin, the scent of burning, charred flesh fills the air and Cassie smiled. The girl screams in pains as the rod is dragged across her skin still quite weak from all her previous torture to put up a fight. Cassie removes the rod and walks out of the room, giving her a little bit of time to recover before she pays her another visit in the evening
It is evening; time, Cassie headed down to inflict more pain on Hermione. As soon as she arrived in the room, a powerful blow is delievered to the side of her head, and one to her stomach. Cassie picked her up by her hair whats left of it at least and pinned her up against the wall, trying to establish eye contact with her. That's when I remembred she had been blinded in one eye. Cassie pulls out a knife and slowly cut into her pale skin, making a thin cut from about her cheekbone to her chin. After she was finished I throw her forcefully to the ground hearing a satisfying snap of bone. Smiling as she heard the girls soft whimpers.
Hermione was kicking trying to get away. Cassie put her hand over my mouth, and squeezes her nose tightly between my fingertips. Trying to fight it, mostly by attmpting to bite her hand. Hermione tried and kick her feet out. But it's no use in trying to get away. Nothing seems to be working.
"You know it takes about three minutes to fall unconscious without oxygen, and about eight to die..." She laughed at the sturggling Mudblood before her.
Hermione stopped struggling agaisnt Cassie and she finally releases Her hand and the girls gasps for air, coughing.
While she's distracted trying to regain a normal breathing cycle Cassie walked up behind her and wrenched her up by what's left of her burnt, charred hair and pin her against the wall. Even though some of her more severe wounds have been healed, she can still make out the many scars on her small face.
Cassie reached for the knife in her pocket and started tp carve into her cheekbone dragging the knife slowly across the rest of her face. Cassie smirked she hasn't had this much fun in a while. The girl doesn't move, by now she knows struggling to get away with a knife still sticking in her skin won't do any good. But her horrifying screams were delightful to hear. Hermione's pain entertained Cassie.
She makes a small cut Hermione' forehead after that and threw her down on the ground, only to step on her hand with a great force that shatters some of the bones. The pain is agonizing and Hermione let out a terrible scream as she steps down on my hand again with a much greater force.
Before leaving she leans down to me and whipers in Hermione's ear. "Don't worry princess I'll be back before long."
~~~~HERMIONE~~~~~
Finally, I'm strong enough to get up. It has been a long time. I prop myself into a semi-upright position against the wall. I can count my bones by slowly tracing them with the fingertips of my un-injured hand. I can feel the blood dripping down my face. I want to be sick. But there is nothing in my body to release.
I sit against the wall and think. Think about how much I hate this place, about how much I fear Cassiopeia returning to come and torture me again. I wish for it countless times that my friends would come for me. I begin to think, what if they've already been caught? That Cassie and Natalie are keeping me here for their own enjoyment?
I stare at my aching hand, all the bones inside completely crushed only moments ago. The searing pain makes it even more unbearable.
This time the torture was short. They've been trying to get more creative with their methods. They told me I could count myself lucky that I'm still alive. Right now, I'd rather not be.
The moment I hear footsteps, I know. I know their coming downstairs to torture me once more. It has felt like only minutes from my last session, but it must have been hours.
Natalies down before me and presses a glass to my lips. I try to recognize the potion by smell. But that doesn't even work. I turn my head refusing it and she hits me so hard across the face it causes my lip to bleed. Even if I wanted to take it, my hands couldn't even hold it.
Cassie advances to and pin me to the wall while Natalie pours the liquid down my throat, Something that seems to only be water. Still I can't be sure.. I struggle, trying to spit the mysterious liquid out. I try to get out of their grip. Kicking, screaming and struggling until I can no longer move. Finally I have to accept it and let them pour whatever it is down my throat. But they don't stop at one glass but they make me drink countless. I feel as though my stomach is going to burst. After they let go and let me drop to the floor. Natalie proceeds to kicks my stomach
"Stop... Please... Please, please stop..." I moan.
But nothing stops, if anything it only gets worse. They continue this until I get sick, all over the floor.
The two laugh kicking me once more in the head before leaving. I whimper slightly and try to move. Bad idea, as shooting pain takes over every inch of my body. I begin to cry; I can't control myself anymore, I can't take this... I'm going to go insane down here I start to cry, one of the first times I've completely broken down. I'm done. I want to be done. I can no longer take this. I want my friends to come and save me.
I want to move but every time I try a new pain surges through my body. My stomach rumbles angry, but I haven't eaten in about two weeks. Cassie has tried to force something into me several times. I had never accepted anything for fear of what might be in it Other than that i've only had all of whatever it was they forced into me earlier
I start to hear things all around me. Voices, crying.. Screaming from all around me.
I may be going delusional. I start to feel sleepy, but try to fight the urge to close my eyes and fall asleep. I give in. I'm falling in and out of consciousness as I'm dragged across the floor. My head pounds and my stomach aches. Somebody throws me into a different room, colder, it must be deep down within the cellars. At least it doesn't smell of blood and vomit.