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Harry Potter and the Green Flame Torch: Chapter 6
Belittling Existence
Chris was lying on a bit of straw in her cell. She had learned many things in her stay.
She now knew where she was. She was under the Malfoy's Drawing Room. There was a fortress bigger than their house under their house.
She was not the only prisoner, though she was the youngest, and she was the only prisoner that had entered the Third Floor in two years. The Malfoy's had been in the torture business for a very long time.
She still did not know how long she had been there. Since there was no real sunlight the days drifted together. She guessed that she had been there for about four weeks.
Outside her cell the light went out and the buzzing sound went off.
Lucius Malfoy and his son Draco walked into the cell. She had only seen Draco on one other occasion and she didn't like him for what he had done to her.
Very mean and nasty thoughts kept going through Chris head. She almost smiled when she envisioned Draco having to go to Hogwarts with no clothes on and what the Gryfindors would do to him.
"I have to go out of town," Lucius said. "My son Draco will be 'teaching' you for the week. If anything goes wrong you will be 'taught' harder when I return. Do you understand my pet?"
Chris could not manage a full word by herself so she just mumbled and "Mmmm" sound.
"That's my pet. Now remember we're working on not screaming anymore. We wouldn't want you to frighten all the other prisoners again. Would we?"
What quickly followed this was mirthless laughter from Draco and Lucius.
Lucius walked out of the room for a moment with Draco to give him his instructions.
Chris remembered the last time that Draco had come to one of her "lessons". He had tortured her more than Lucius ever had.
Lucius turned on his heel and left the room, leaving her alone with Draco.
She squirmed involuntarily.
"Come." was all he said before he left the room. Chris was once again frozen with fear. This was going to be the toughest week of her life. Tougher than the last four had been.
She willed herself to get up. She followed him down corridor after corridor. Her knees were giving out, her thighs burned with pain. She was light headed. She could hardly make herself move anymore.
Draco had left her a little while back.
When she got there he was standing in the doorway with an insane grin on his face.
Chris walked into the room with a defiant look on her face. That made Draco scowl.
"I am going to make her pay," he thought. As he walked into the room after her he thought, "And pay she will."
He walked into the back closet to decide what he was going to do to her today.
"Hmmm, why don't we use the thumb-screws today?" he said.
Chris's eyes went wide with fear, her throat drew together and her body started to shake.
IN OTTERY ST. CATCHPOLE
The Burrow
Fred and George's room
"No that wouldn't work." George said solemnly (if they can be solemn) to his brother. "We already tried that way, remember? We have to go in through the front. They won't be expecting it."
"You're right but we still haven't decided what we are going to do once we get there. You know we should do something really vile."
"Yeah, we'll think of it when we get there. We'll take the Kit with us."
"That reminds me. We have to restock on Filibusters fireworks."
"And we have to get Ron his dress robes." They said in unison. They laughed at themselves.
At that moment Mrs. Weasley called up to them that dinner was ready and that they had better get their hides down there or Ron was going to eat all their food.
Which he probably would considering how fast he was growing.
At the end of that week
Chris was lying on that table yet again. She had been there for the last few days. She hurt so much she could not move even If she had wanted to. And she did want to move.
Draco walked into the room again.
"We can take off those shackles because you can't move anyway." He laughed at himself as the shackles fell off her wrists and ankles.
As he walked out of the room she heard him say, "Father is going to be so proud of me!"
At that very same moment the Weasley twins were waiting outside the front gate of the Malfoy Mansion with mischievous grins on their faces. What they didn't know was that this trick would change their and everyone else in the wizarding world's lives.
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