She opened her left eye slowly and looked around the slimy dungeon. This, she thought, was the most disgusting place she had ever been in. Trying to figure out why she could only open one eye, she decided to stand up and figure out what happened.

"Oof!" she said, falling down to the ground. Her wrists were shackled to her ankles.

"What's.. going on?" she called out wearily, starting to feel strange pains that she hadn't noticed when she woke up. She heard a deep cackle emitted from down the corridor and echoing off of the smelly walls. "Who are you? Why am I here?" she called out, starting to cry. She didn't like this at all. She looked down to her side and saw that her wand wasn't in her pocket anymore... she started to panic, realizing that she was helpless.

"Hello, child.. good to sssee you again," she felt someone hiss into her ear. She winced and shook her head, feeling something tickling her neck. "Do not be afraid, dear Lilienne, for I am here to help you," the voice whispered in her other ear. She squealed and threw herself backward and found some kind of fence behind her. She looked up with her one eye and saw that she was in a cage. Alone.

****

While the whole school was in shock (or fear), Harry sat in his dormitory and cried. He couldn't believe that he had given her the cold shoulder for so long.. maybe it was something he had said? He ran his fingers through his hair and rested his head on his arm, his chin quivering too hard to concentrate.

^"SPEAK TO ME! TELL ME WHERE HE IS!"^

Harry gasped and clutched his forehead suddenly, the searing pain hitting him harder than a freight train. He started to hear a voice that sounded all too familiar.

^"YOU WILL SPEAK, AND REVEAL TO ME HOW I CAN GET TO HIM!"^

He started gasping for breath, hoping that it was all just a dream. Then his heart dropped to hear her.

^"No! Never! You can kill me before I tell you how to get to Harry!"^

"Oh God.. Lienne.." he thought out loud, almost knowing for sure that this was for real.

****

She laid down on the floor, now her hands chained to one place and her ankles chained to another. She screamed as loud as she knew how to, and writhed every which way, but no matter how many times he gave her the Crusacious Curse, she would do everything but what he wanted. "NEVER!" she screamed, her body jerking about on the floor. He pulled his wand away and put it in his pocket. "Fine then, if you shall not tell me, I will find your brother myself."

She gasped. "My.. uh.. what?"

Voldemort turned. "That's right, you heard me. YOUR BROTHER. It's all why you're in Slytherin, because you're a child of transgression! My GIFT to the world," he hissed, grinning evilly.

"Wait! How am I his sister?" she asked, shocked. "Your father went on a business trip to America and had a relationship with the Ministry of Magic there before he came back here and married Lily," said he, cackling with evilness, that she was getting told what no one dared say. "Who's Lily?" asked she in desperation. "Harry's mother," he growled, laughing more.

"So.. I'm the child of.. Harry's father.. but not his.. mother?" she asked again. "Yes, you foolish girl. You're marked! How could you not be a child of adultery?" he yelled, pulling her hair up from her neck. "Have you ever noticed this hideous skull-shaped marking on your neck? That's the dark mark." She winced at his touch and started to cry.

He dropped her from his grip and walked away. "Now, I'm afraid you will die with this idea marked deep within your soul, and you shall burn eternally, because YOU ARE THE SPAWN OF SIN!" he yelled, laughing and storming out of the dungeon.

****

He hadn't had any visions since the first one, but he had a feeling she was still in the area. He sat up from his bed at the crack of dawn and stretched, wincing at his forehead. "Ron?" he whispered towards the darkness. He heard a bit of rustling in the four-poster beside him. "Harry, what is it?" he asked sleepily. "I have a feeling about Lienne," he said, quietly tip-toeing to Ron's bedside. "What is it?" he repeated, now intrigued and sitting up. "Well, I had his burning sensation like nothing before in my forehead, and heard voices," he said cautiously. "Voices? What were they saying?"

"Well, I heard Voldemort's voice," he said, ignoring Ron's wincing, "and then I heard Lienne yell something about not giving in to telling how to get to me.. I don't know. I know she's alright though," he added, resting his head on Ron's bed. "Harry, if you feel like you need to find her, then do it quickly, and make sure you don't get caught. Finding help is one thing Harry, but finding trouble is another," Ron replied, laying back down and going to sleep.