Cassandra saw Harry stand still with frightened eyes but also eyes which held anger within them. She glanced over at Ron and Hermione who also had the same look in their eyes. Her eyes met with a tall man with billowing black robes. She never seen anybody like him. He was a man and yet had features of a snake. His glowing red eyes made her skin crawl. Harry looked over at a maniacally laughing Bellatrix but was brought out of his trance by Voldemort's voice.

"You must be Cassandra. Let me introduce myself…I am Lord Voldemort. I take it that you are a Muggle?" he sneered down at her as the Death Eaters released her from their grip. "Lucius has informed me that you recently found all about the Boy Who Lived. Am I correct?"

"Yes." her voice trembled with fear. Voldemort sadistically grinned as he took in the sight of Cassandra in her negligee. "Did I interrupt an…intimate mood…shall we say?"

"What are you?"

"Did I ask you to address me, you filthy Muggle!" his voice boomed which made Cassandra cower. "Did it ever occur to you as to why Harry has a scar on his head? No? It was I who gave him that infamous mark. I'm pretty sure it didn't go unnoticed by you. Exactly what was his lie that he told you when you inquired about it." his hot breath on her neck.

"I can't remember." she was met with a hard grip on her neck.

"Cassandra!" Harry tried to break free. He shot angry eyes at Voldemort's direction as he laughed at his pitiful attempt to escape.

"Harry, it seems that your Muggle has a hard time remembering. Let's see if I can help her remember!"

Voldemort walked in front of her and stared into her eyes. He delved into her mind and a ear-piercing scream was heard from Cassandra. Harry struggled in vain to attack Voldermort. He was in her mind and could see the memory of how they first met, the question about the scar, their first time making love which he reveled in, Harry's proposal to Cassandra, and everything up until now.

It killed Harry to see Cassandra having Voldemort violate her private thoughts. He wanted to destroy Voldemort bur first he had to take care of the two Death Eaters holding him. Voldermort broke his gaze and smirked at Cassandra once more drinking in her sensuous form.

"Harry, you do have the most delicious wife. By the way, who is Antonio?" a sinister smirk was on Voldermort's lips. Harry was confused and looked at Cassandra who hung her head down. "Don't tell me the saintly Cassandra was unfaithful to the infamous Harry Potter?"

"Cassandra?"

"Harry, it's not what you think. Antonio was my ex-fiancé. When you and I were engaged I saw him at a gallery opening. We were engaged but he called off the engagement. He congratulated us and asked me out to a friendly dinner and that what it was."

"Then why did you look guilty?"

"Because at the end of the night Antonio kissed me. Harry, I didn't consent to it. I pushed him away…I didn't want to tell you because it didn't mean anything!"

"Aw, a lover's spat." Harry struggled to escape the grasp once again. "As entertaining as this all is…we do have some matters to attend to."

Suddenly, everyone started vanishing one by one. Harry knew what was happening. They were going to apparate. He hoped that everybody apparated in one piece. He didn't know what he would do if Cassandra was splinched while apparating. Cassandra felt her body being compressed in some invisible tube. She didn't know what was happening to her or where everyone was going. Harry and everyone else felt themselves being dropped into a dark cold room with stone floors as well as stone walls. Cassandra shivered as her body was nearly exposed in her negligee. Harry scanned the room to see if everybody had their appendages intact. With no one having detached limbs, Harry asked if everybody were okay.

"Harry, where are we?"

"We're at Malfoy Manor. We are below…in the prison." Hermione said as her frame shook with fear. "I've only heard of this place but the stories are terrifying. People being tortured until their last breath…."

"Hermione, enough!" Ron didn't want to think about it. Harry looked over at a shivering Cassandra. After hearing about her ex-fiancé, Harry felt hurt. He couldn't look at her any longer. It was just a kiss but he still felt betrayed.

"Honey, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Harry was more distant than anything. Cassandra tried to touch him but he moved away.

"Harry, why are you avoiding me? Are you upset about Antonio?"

"Yeah, I am! You lied to me!"

"I lied to you? What was the more than three year relationship we had together? Was you forgetting to tell me that you're a wizard not count as lying? Me lying about a damn kiss is not as worse as you lying about who you are! I feel like I married a complete stranger! You have the nerve to talk to me and yell at me knowing for all those years that you had a big secret!"

"I was protecting you!"

"Look where that got us. I am sitting in some kind of fucked up English prison freezing my ass off while that snake-man or whatever the hell he is thinking of ways to kill us! God, not to mention that smug son of bitch Lucius almost raped me!"

"You regret marrying me, then."

"I regret marrying a man who lies to me about a serious matter and a man who is still in love with his ex-girlfriend…." Harry could tell Cassandra's voice was breaking. She let her tears flow out of her at the realization that she might die tonight and her husband no longer loved her.

"Cassandra…I'm a bloody idiot. I can't imagine how you feel right now…."

"Do you really know? I feel like I'm some damn replacement for Ginny and now I'm…I'm gonna…." she sobbed uncontrollably. Harry didn't know what to do but run up to her and consol her.

"Cassandra, you're not a replacement for Ginny. I love you. I'm sorry for acting the way I did. You see…when Voldemort gave me this…" he touched his scar. "this thing connects me to him. Our souls are joined…."

"Harry, someone's coming…." Ron turned his head towards the opening of the cell. Everyone saw Harry's eyes filled with rage as Peter Pettigrew opened the door.

"Master wants to see her…." he pointed to Cassandra. She held onto Harry tighter but Wormtail wrenched her from him.

"Good to see a worthless coward like you is still alive."

"I'm a coward, now. Tell me…who ran away from protecting your little worthless Muggles and Mudbloods."

Wormtail led her down a long, dark corridor. Cassandra shook realizing how cold it was. She didn't want to think why she was called or what Voldemort wanted. Her mind wandered to Harry. In this moment she realized that it may be the last time she sees Harry. With each step her bare feet ached as she treaded on the stone floor. Peter stopped at a door and waited until the door opened. Cassandra was shoved into the room which held Voldemort, Lucius, Bellatrix, and an assortment of Death Eaters. She stood feeling vulnerable and embarrassed desperately trying to cover herself.

"I see you made it there without any severed appendages. This is Harry's whore…I mean…wife, Cassandra." Voldemort stood up circling Cassandra. He noticed her shaking legs that led to her plump ass. "Harry will die tonight…and so will you. I love the way you tremble…it looks so…erotic." he caressed her cheek which made her flinch.

"Fuck you…."

"I hope you do. I saw you. Every sigh, every moan, every scream. Tying Harry up to the bedpost, blindfolded…you savagely riding him…how naughty of you." Cassandra wanted to vomit at how close he was to her. She felt his breath on her neck as he told her of what he knew of her and Harry's sex life.

"Aw look, she afraid," a random Death Eater spoke. The rest laughed.

"How fitting is your attire…dressed like some Muggle tart."

"What's the matter, can't get it up unless your little Death Eaters are around?"

Suddenly, Cassandra was pushed down on the ground by Voldemort. He pulled out his wand and threw a spell at her. Before she knew it her body felt like knives stabbing her all over her body. She flopped around on the ground screaming in agony. Harry was in the cell when he suddenly heard Cassandra's screams. He ran to the door desperately trying to break down the door. Ron and Hermione had to pull him away from the door because his hands were bleeding. Voldemort released the Cruciatus Curse laughing manically at Cassandra's form.

"I do love your screams…the sound of it turns me on. Don't worry, I wouldn't bother touching your dirty Muggle skin…." she figured he read her mind.

"I'm dirty…look in the damn mirror. Poor little orphan Tom Riddle. Harry told me everything about you. You know what you are…a waste of space with daddy issues."

"Crucio!" Voldemort once again tortured Cassandra. This time she did not scream as loud.

Harry sat in the cell crying not knowing if Cassandra was alive or not. Ron hated to see if best friend go through this. Hermione just stared blankly at a wall praying that Cassandra was alive. After Cassandra had passed out she awoke in a different room. It was similar to the cell but it had furniture. She saw a stool with a table along with some herbs and salves. Out the corner of her eye she saw a tall figure dressed in all black. At first she thought it was Voldemort but noticed it was one of the Death Eaters

"What do you want?"

"The Dark Lord has sent me here to heal you."

"Stay the hell away from me!"

"Listen, I'm not here to hurt you."

"Like hell you aren't!"

"If I wanted to hurt you, you would've been dead by now. I'm here to save you."

"Hurt me? You call watching me getting tortured was helping me. Fuck you!"

"And if I even made a move to stop him I would be dead right this minute."

"Good." Cassandra acidly shot back. Tthe man rolled his eyes and tried not to retort.

"My name is Severus Snape. I am a Death Eater but I work for the Order of the Phoenix."

"Harry told me about you…you killed…."

"Dumbledore…."

"You expect me to let you heal me? Hell no!"

"Calm down! I will take you back to the cell. You have to trust me."

Cassandra sighed and reluctantly let Severus lead her back to the prison cell. She didn't know why she decided to trust him. He could be leading her to other Death Eaters so they can torture her some more. At this point she had given up all hope to escaping or even living. She reached the cell door relieved that Snape was true to his word. He opened it and ushered her inside.

"Cassandra!" Harry held onto her. He pulled away to see her body bruised and battered. There were cuts along her lip and her negligee was slightly torn. Oh no! Did he…."

"No, Cassandra was not raped." Snape entered the cell.