Disclaimer: I don't own HP in any way but Eve is definitely mine and so is the plot…ON WITH THE FIC!!!!! DRACO FOREVER!!!!!!!!

As the strange girl woke up it was the first time she could actually feel the wounds that covered her worn body.  She was in extreme pain, yet she felt comfortable due to the strange bed she laid in. As she tried to sit up she noticed the curtains surrounding her bed and could hear the hushed voices just outside them. There was a mirror across from her bed in which she could see her reflection. It was the first time she'd seen it in years. Someone had taken care of most of the cuts and bruises that should've covered her face. Her hair was dirty and still covered in dirt and dried blood but it was tied back and away from her face. She suddenly felt calm and secure in her new surroundings unlike the place where she had been living for the past seven years.

Yet her peace didn't last long because suddenly a small plump nurse opened the curtains, though she wasn't alone. Standing next to her was a group of people. One was ancient looking man with spectacles at the tip of his nose, a stern looking woman with her hair in a bun, a middle-aged man with greasy hair, and to her left were two teenage boys. One of them had flaming red hair and the other unruly black hair.

"How are you feeling deary," asked the plump nurse in a sincere tone.

"Fine. But do you have anything I could change into," the stranger asked.

"Oh of course deary. Minerva do you think you could help me," the nurse asked while the other woman followed her into the next room.

"Where did you come from," asked the greasy hair man asked hotly as soon as the women left.

"And if I don't tell you," the girl asked.

"Then I'll be forced to use alternate means." Instinctively the girl grabbed a pair of daggers from the side table jumped on the man and tackled him down so she had one dagger to his throat and the other dagger pointed at the others.

"I don't have to tell you a damn thing! But if you don't promise to treat me with respect I'll kill your friend and the rest of you without a second thought…Understand," the girl said vehemently.

The girl then looked at her now captors or what it more likely was her hostages. The older man looked startled to say the least and the two boys looked mortified. Yet the one with black hair caught her attention, it was then she noticed the scar on his forehead. 

"Holy shit, she was right! I'm at Hogwarts aren't I," the girl asked anxiously dropping the greasy man with a thud.

"How do you know about this place? How'd you get here," the black haired boy asked.

"I heard about this place from a girl I used to know. She talked in her sleep, and during the night when she was new she use to call out names of people and ask them to help her. Eventually she realized the inevitable I guess because then she just used to whisper to them as if her hope were slowly floating away…"

"What's her name," the red head asked.

"I don't know, nobody does. She only talked in her sleep. There were times when some of us saw her talk to others. See there were a group of people-" 

"Sorry to interrupt you but who are you and where'd you come from," the old man asked.

"Oh sorry I got ahead of myself. You see it's been years since someone like you has talked to me civilly."

"What do you mean," the red head asked.

"Wizards. I mean you guys and those ladies are obviously wizards and witches. My name is Eve, and I'm from Vondila, well that's where I was before I came here. I'm originally from London, my parents were muggles and something happened when we were on our way back home the portkey took us to some kind of dark black room. To make a long story short these hooded men came out of nowhere killed my parents in front of me and took me with them to a prison camp. Vondila is basically where these hooded guys bring tons of muggleborns to one place and kill us off whenever they feel like it. We're their slaves basically." The four men looked at Eve with a shocked expression.

"Before when you mentioned the girl that talked in her sleep. The first time you mentioned her you said 'you used to know' and then you spoke of her in the present tense. Is she still alive," the old man asked.

"Well before I escaped the camp which was days ago I saw her being taken away. She might be taken away to serve in some household or …I don't even want to think of it. You see she had a tattoo on her arm. Those who have the tattoo only talk to those with the tattoo I don't know why but I guess there must be some reason. Usually those who have it had their memories wiped clean away, unless they're with someone who had a strong influence over their past. When she was the only one left with the tattoo she began to whisper in her sleep, that's when we named her Jade."

"What did she used to say in her sleep? Do you remember," the greasy haired man asked.

"Do I remember? Of course, she scared me the first week she was there. I couldn't sleep for the little time we had to ourselves. She used to scream different things though. One night she'd yell 'Ginny, Ron, Harry help me!' the next, 'Harry hasn't your stupid scar sensed the evil here!' That's how I knew where I was, if she hadn't talked about your damn scar all night then fuck I wouldn't know whose side your on."

"Did she say anything else," the greasy haired man asked. Eve looked down smirking and laughing at the memory of what Jade said into the night. Yet gradually her smirk grew into a more somber expression.

 "When she wasn't yelling for Harry and Ron whom I can only assume is you two," Eve said looking at the two boys who nodded, "she used to talk about this one guy. The other girls and I guessed she was remembering her past with this guy. She'd have a one sided dialogue with the air as if he were there; she would laugh with him and even smile. Those were happy nights, but some nights she would cry. She would repeat his name over and over wanting him to save her. She after a few weeks she never said your names again she only talked about this one guy…"

"Did you ever find out who he was," Ron asked.

"A couple weeks later we found out. You see every first week of the month the officials, the prison guards, get a new shipment of muggleborns and every first week a few people from the male camp are brought to the female camp and humiliated in front of everyone, and a few of the females are taken and humiliated in front of the males. Now what I mean by 'humiliated' can vary. They can be stripped down to nothing and be beat till death while the officials jeer and tease the slave and cheer on the official doing the punishment, they can be tortured either the muggle way or hit by so many curses they faint or die, they can be castrated in front of everyone and we must watch or else you're killed on sight, or if the officials have nothing else creative to think up they immediately kill them with a muggle gun.

Well at one of those 'special' events I was standing beside Jade hoping that the poor guy would be shot so he wouldn't have to endure anything extremely painful. That's when the girls and I saw who Jade always cried about. The official came onto the stage but a man with blonde almost silver hair and arrogant features accompanied him, and behind him tied in chains was a guy that looked about our age. He also had the same bright silver blonde hair. I think they were father and son but why would a father do something like that to his son," Eve asked though more to herself than to them. Though what she didn't notice were everyone else's faces, because at that moment they realized who it was, "He was fighting all the up onto the stage, that's when I saw Jade's face. Her eyes were wide with shock and her eyes were brimmed with tears. She was getting ready to yell out but I quickly hugged her and covered her mouth, because if she did she'd surely get herself killed. The official tied the blonde to a metal fence so he faced the crowd. The official then ripped off the blonde's shirt, took a hot iron rod with the blunt end red with fire, and then pushed the rod against the blonde's chest. He screamed so loud I can still hear him, and while he screamed the older blonde laughed and jeered and joined the official in torturing the youth. By that time Jade was sobbing into my shoulder, and after what seemed like an eternity the humiliation ended and they took the blonde away. And as we were being dismissed Jade made a run towards the blonde stilling holding on to me. The officials of course had seen us and weren't far behind us. Then we reached the iron fence that separated the male and female camps. She threw herself on the gate making as much noise as she possibly could, getting the attention of the humiliation officials, who weren't very far from the fence. Then the blonde with all the strength he had left ran from the distracted officials and towards us.

After all he had gone through he smiled at me and then looked at Jade who was smiling also. Then it happened…" Eve then drifted off with a smile.

"What? What happened," Harry asked anxiously.

"He kissed her through one of the openings in the gate. The officials and the older blonde were so shocked that it was like time was frozen for them, yet it wasn't too long before they regained their senses and beat all three of us. The next day both Jade and I were taken to the male camp and humiliated, and she saw her blonde for a couple seconds but that had to be the best night ever…"

"Why do you say that," the plump nurse asked from the doorway. It was then that Eve realized that they probably had been standing there for a long time but didn't want to interrupt her interrogation.

"Well that night after we were beat for running away from the group and Jade for kissing that blonde. I asked Jade if that was the guy she cried out for at night and if she loved him. She looked around to see if anyone else was listening and she smiled and said 'yes.' It was the first and last time she spoke to me or anyone else in the camp that didn't have that damn tattoo. And that night she hummed peacefully until she feel asleep…" Eve then passed out. Madame Pomfrey rushed quickly to Eve's bedside and checked her vitals.

"She's still alive. Probably tired from talking so long. I'm sure you men can find another place to carry on your discussion. Minerva would you mind helping me clean this poor girl up."

Professor McGonagall nodded and stayed behind helping Madame Pomfrey strip the girl and clean her up while the Snape and the boys followed Dumbledore to his office. Dumbledore walked up to the gargoyle guarding his office, spoke, "Hershey's Kisses," and waited for the gargoyle to pass so he and the rest of the group could enter and further deliberate the risen issue. After they walked up the flight of stairs Dumbledore walked behind the desk, sat in his huge arm chair, and pulled out a bowl of candy and offered it to them saying, "Anyone want a Hershey's Kiss. They're actually quite tasty." Ron and Harry took a handful, Snape declined, and Dumbledore popped one into his mouth savoring the taste before he had to think of the issue at hand.

"So what are we going to do Professor," Ron asked breaking the awkward silence.

"Her story would explain all the strange occurrences happening with most of our students missing…" Dumbledore replied.

"But if she is telling the truth then how did she escape," Snape interjected.

"Yes, yes that is something that I would like to know. Maybe she can tell us more about this place…Vondila she called it." Dumbledore then went into thought.

"Do you think she met Hermione? Who else would call out for Ron, Ginny, and me? It would make sense if it was her," Harry said.

"Yes it might be likely this Jade is really Miss. Granger. But if it is really her then why would she call out for this blond rogue, whom we can only assume is Draco Malfoy. Did Miss. Granger ever say anything about Mr. Malfoy to the both of you," Snape asked as he paced around the room.

"She didn't say anything to me," Harry said.

"She didn't say anything to me either…Wait," Ron exclaimed, "Ginny! Last year towards the end she spent a lot of time talking to Ginny, she might know something."

"Well what are you waiting for Weasley? Go get your sister," Snape said almost throwing him at of the room. It wasn't too long till Ron came back with Ginny.

"What's going on? Did you talk to that girl," Ginny asked taking a seat.

"Yes we did Miss. Weasley. And we have reason to believe that the girl, Eve, knows Miss. Granger..."

"Well then how is she," Ginny exclaimed interrupting the headmaster.

"She is still alive to our knowledge. Yet while she was there Miss. Granger talked in her sleep about things that might have occurred last year. Is there anything that happened with Miss. Granger and Mr. Malfoy last year that we should know about," Dumbledore asked. Ginny blushed slightly and looked down at the floor.

"Actually something did happen…"

"What! Did he do something to her because if he did," Ron exclaimed jumping up and looked ready to kill.

"Calm yourself Mr. Weasley. Things of the past cannot be changed and besides if you haven't realized both Mr. Malfoy and Miss. Granger are missing, and if there is any information that we can learn that may help us understand no matter how peculiar it is we're here to save them not criticize them," Snape said looking down at Ron with a deadly glare. Ron quickly sat down and looked at his sister, "Now Miss. Weasley please continue," Snape said slightly more relaxed.

"Well Hermione confided in me that she and Malfoy have struck a truce but later on it grew from a friendship into something more. I think that she grew to… I can't believe I'm saying this, but love him. And I think he truly loved her back. He was extremely nice to her and me, but still mocked Harry and Ron to keep up appearances. Also she told me how Malfoy had told her of how sometimes," Ginny gulped and said in a hushed tone, "How Mr. Malfoy would beat Draco because Draco didn't want to be a Death Eater. And if he found out about Draco and Hermione he'd kill them. They planned after graduation to run away so they could be safe from Mr. Malfoy but I guess he found out since both of them are gone."

"Thank you Ginny. Harry, Ron we'll discuss this some more tomorrow you can all go to your common room now," Dumbledore said and the three exited the room silently leaving Snape and the headmaster alone. After a few minutes of an awkward pause Snape broke the silence.

"Well what are we going to do?"

"We'll wait for Eve to regain her strength so she can finish telling the rest of her story and maybe we can find out some idea of where our students are."

"But till then."

"I don't know Severus, I really don't know." At that Snape exited quietly, leaving Albus to somberly muse over what horrible things were happening to those in Vondila…

A/N: I know I know!!! *dodges stones being thrown* Yes I know I haven't updated in like a decade but hey I did now didn't I!!!!! Well anyway…..come on press the lil button on the bottom and tell me how great or sucky the fic was or….u can just yell at me for not updating lol yea I know I suck! lol but hey its not my fault blame school and my computer has crashed like ten times yep Pablo is not well it's sad….*tear* but enough of my sob story REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!! QUICKLY PLEASE BEFORE I SPONTANEOUSLY COMBUST!!!!! *poof!*