November 19
Melody sat at the edge of the bed in the chamber Lord Voldemort had put her in. It was nice, not very extravagant. She sat on a queen-sized bed with a light blue canopy, the curtains were tied to the posts with pale blue ribbons. The bed was covered with a sky blue silk comforter and had an arrangement of white and blue pillows. The room itself was about the size of her dorm at Hogwarts. The walls were made of a dark marble that reflected the flickering fire casting eerie shadows. In front of the fireplace were two armchairs with a dark coffee table between.
She stood from the bed her white dress slide from behind her and swirled around her feet. The dress was rather modest in style. The neck was cut close around her neck and her hugged her chest flatteringly. The front of the sleeves cut at her elbows with a trail of cloth in the back that flowed to her knees. The skirt gently brushed the floor and moved with her as she walked.
She walked slowly to the window and pushed back the blue as night curtains. She scanned her surroundings. She had no idea where she was and she couldn't remember how long she had been here. She touched the cold surface of the window and sighed. She felt trapped and lost. Something was missing and she couldn't remember. Something that had to do with Hogwarts and the boy named Harry Potter. She closed her eyes and turned away the sense of loss almost overwhelming. She knew Lord Voldemort had something to do with it, he'd done something to her…but she couldn't figure out what. She touched her must shorter hair. It was cut again to the way it was when she lived…when she lived where?
She turned back to the window, why couldn't she remember? Hogwarts and Harry Potter ment something to her, she could feel it in the sense of longing when it was mentioned.
She heard the door open but she continued looking out the window. Voldemort came every night to visit sometimes he brought the clock sometimes he mearly chatted. Always he talked about helping her get back to her family. She sighed, she missed them, her mother and aunts and uncles. Why can I remember them but not the past months?
"Melody." He called.
She turned and bowed ever so slightly in respect. He held out the clock, "Shall we?"
She nodded, he wouldn't take no as an answer, not when the clock was concerned.
A/n: okay short,….very short. But it'll keep ya happy right? And confused I'm betting. Okay well it'll all be explained soon…I hope. Thanks for the reviews, next time I should be giving a list of thanks yous so remember to review!!!