The Prisoner

Hannah Wheatley stood at the stop of the steps to the dungeon her heart beating through her clothing. All she had with her was her wand which she was holding in her hand and a note book and a green quick quotes quill.

She was wearing a short black dress and a thin black almost see through cloak that floated behind her like a think piece of silk, in fact she was sure that It was actually made of silk. Her three inch heels gave the impression of her being older than she was due to her improved height. She eventually made her way down the stairs being careful not to trip and fall down the stairs.

She had only been down here the once and even that was a mistake. She had been playing Quiddich with Draco and had stolen the snitch. She had run off, with Draco way behind her. She had found this door and had run through it. She had later been scolded by her Uncle for going into the dungeon.

She wasn't surprised at the state that the prisoner was in. From what she could see is hair was matted with blood, his face was smeared with blood, his clothes were in tatters and he was huddle in the corner shaking uncontrollably. His whole being was making Hannah feel rather sick.

She opened the dungeon door and the man looked up and almost immediately looked down again Hannah summoned up a chair and took a seat.

"I am Malum Puella please state you name" ordered Hannah firmly, she already knew his name she just felt like asking it again, confirming it if you will.

"Edward Nickles" he said weakly.

" You work for the department of Mysteries is that correct?" asked Hannah twirling her wand in and out of her fingers. This time Edward didn't answer. Hannah cast Crucio on him which loosened up his tongue a bit. " Yes" he replied through his teeth.

"Yes what?" Hannah had heard her Aunt use this technique with Draco many a time.

"Yes, Malum"

"Good. I seek a certain artifact, a prophesy, containing information about the Dark Lord and Harry Potter do you know which prophesy I am referring to? Edward?"

" I know of it" replied Edward earning himself another round of Crucio.

"Listen I don't have much time, so I would really like it if you gave me a direct answer"

" It's funny, that they send a child to do a adults work"

"What makes you think I'm a child?"

" Your curses are a bit limp Malum, compared to the likes of Lucius Malfoy"

"Well can a child do this?" asked Hannah. She walked towards him, pulled him up by his remaining clothing, looked into his eyes and cast her spell. She lent towards him and kissed his blood stained lips. A whole minuet had passed and she broke the kiss away and started the quick quotes quill going. " Now I'll ask again, do you know which prophesy I am referring to?"

"Yes Malum" said Edward breathless,

"Where is it located?"

" The tenth row along, nineteen up"

"How do you get to the Department of Mysteries?"

"You can apparate straight into the room"

"Are there any enchantments on the prophesy?"

"None Malum"

"Good that will be all" she glanced at the note pad which was still writing, it was taking all the information about the Department of Mysteries and the prophesy. In eventually finished and Hannah muttered the killing curse rendering Edward Nickles dead as a door knob.

Hannah walked away from his lifeless corps showing no emotion and feeling no emotion she had truly now gone to the dark side. But one small good particle still lived on and at that moment it was screaming out for Hermione Granger.

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Hannah knocked on the door to the Dark Lord's chamber. For once Voldemort opened it.

She gave him the notes and turned back down the corridor and down the stairs to wash the dried blood off her lips. Moments later Lucius knocked on the door "You have been accepted into the Death Eaters your initiation ceremony will begin tonight" he informed her.