Only pain is real. You don't have to tell me what you came for

Your eyes are beaming circles on the floor

Your tongue like acid it burns my skin

I'm so defenceless from...

The lust, it fills my soul with screams

But when it stops, it kills, it makes me weak

What do you want from me?

Inside, only pain is real

Isn't this room smaller than before?

Are we closer or are we just bored?

The lack of oxygen makes my head spin

And just for a moment...

The love I feel so close, so real

But then it's not, I die, I raped, I'm chilled

What do you want from me?

you can't, I shake, I come, Burn...

All I want it's not what I want

All you want it's never what I need

Still I tried, like a perfect mirror I do what I see fit

All you want is all I give, all is right

Inside, only pain is real

Silence 4-only pain is real. Disclaimer: Anything that's from the Harry Potter world, belongs to JKR. I only own the plot

Chapter 7- Only Pain Is Real.

The day that was slowly creeping through the bedroom, found Ginny still lying in bed, silently crying to herself.

Norah had come in to the bedroom several times already, asking her if she wanted to get up. But Ginny simply ignored her and sent her away. She was not in the mood to get up.

She tried to shift in her bed to a more comfortable position, but as she did, pain immediately came from between her legs that stopped her from moving. Voldemort had taken out his anger on her the previous night by making love to her in a very rough way. And he did it again in the morning before leaving her alone.

She tried to fall asleep again, but her mind was full of past events that kept her awake. The irony in her situation was what most disturbed her.

She had mourned for Harry for two years, sure of his death, and when she found that he was alive after all, he took from her the chance to see if her family was alive and well. Now she wasn't even sure if her family was alive, and yet she could do nothing to find out. And on top of it all Voldemort had dragged her half way around the world.

Ginny sighed and tried to take those thoughts from her mind. She didn't need any more reasons to feel bad. She tried once more to move to the other side of the bed, but she only made it half was before the pain hit in again.

Norah came in to the bedroom once more and this time she insisted that Ginny got up.

'My lady, it is not healthy to stay in bed so long.'-she said in a pleading voice.

'I don't care. I'm to sore to move.'-was Ginny's simple answer.

'Sore?!'-Norah looked puzzled for a moment and then comprehension dawn on her face.

'Oh! I see. Well then let me get you something to help you.'-Nora's reply was pleasant, yet Ginny could see that her eyes were narrowing.

'Let me get Sarah to run your bath, and I'll go get you a potion.'

Norah left the room in a hurry, and shortly after, Sarah came in. But instead of running strait to the bathroom, she made her way to the bed.

'My Lady? Are you all right?'-she asked with a concerned look-'You look exhausted.'

'I'm fine.'-she lied-'Just tired.'

Sarah knelt down next to the bed and held Ginny's hand.

'I wish I could help you.'-she said with so much honesty that Ginny couldn't help to feel moved.-'You'll see that things will get better. I promise you!' Ginny gave her a brief smile and was about to say thank you, when Norah came on bursting threw the door in the worst temper Ginny had ever seen her with.

The second her eyes laid on Sarah, who was still kneeling next to the bed, she started shouting.

'What are you doing there? I thought I told you to run the Empresses bath?!'

Sarah immediately got up and ran to the bathroom, all the time being followed by Norah's suspicious eyes.-'Silly girl.'-Ginny heard Nora whisper.

Then she forced a smile on her face, and gave Ginny a potion, that made her pain disappear almost instantly.

After that she started to prepare Ginny's clothes in a fury, slamming the closet doors, and whispering things under her breath like: 'He doesn't know what he's doing!', or 'He'll be the death of us all'.

She wondered who she was talking about.

Sarah came back in to the room, looking frighten at Norah, and after a moments hesitation she asked her if she should get the other maids.

'No. I'll tend to the Empress myself today.'

She helped Ginny in her bath, and to get dress in to a light cotton dress, and a pair of sandals.

After a quick lunch Norah decided to show her the palace and the gardens.

Though so far away from home, this palace was far more pleasant then the other.

The old palace was cold inside, even in the summer, so Ginny had to use thick gowns that became too hot once she stepped outside. This palace was far more pleasant. Its thick walls provided a freshness that was very comfortable, and its gardens, thought smaller, were far more luxurious, with its many fountains and pools.

It was a cage even more golden then the last one, and yet Ginny still found it suffocating.

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The nights in Egypt were far hotter then the ones in England, so there were no excuses for a person to walk around in a cloak. Still a young man was walking through the alleys, hooded, and completely enveloped in a cloak.

The man was leaping from shadow to shadow, trying his best not to be seen. He arrived at his destination a little late, and his contact was already there, waiting for him.

'Your late.'-came the familiar voice of a woman.

'I'm sorry. It couldn't be helped.'

'Well next time make sure you come early.'

'You're sure in a bad mood today. What happened?'-he asked wile he looked around, to make sure no one was coming in the alley.

But instead of an answer he just got a cold stare.

'I thought you were going to get her out of there.'-said the woman in an angry voice.

He was surprised by the statement, and for a moment his eyes showed the resentment he felt.

'She wouldn't come. She chose to stay there.'-he said, his voice barely containing his anger.

'Still, you should have forced her to go with you. The poor thing's a mess.'

'She was going to call the guards on me!'-he almost shouted. And doing his best to contain himself, he elaborated,-'She didn't even give me the chance to explain. She just ran back in to his arms.'

'You're letting your personal feelings in the way. She had a very good reason to do that. One that I only found out yesterday.'

With that she caught the young mans attention.

'It took me some effort to find out just why we were so suddenly sent here, and put under so much security. It seems that somehow Voldemort found out that you were on Ginny's birthday party. And that she knows about you being alive. How he found that I don't know. But I do know that Draco was on the verge to go get one of the Weasleys, so that Voldemort could make an example out of him.'

The man couldn't believe what he was hearing. The Weasleys? But only one was alive, and that one was part of the rebellion.

'I put some Veratiserum in Dracos drink, and he told me that all the Weasleys we thought were dead, are very much alive, and being used as a way to bend Ginny's will.'

'Where are they being kept?'

'I don't know, Draco wouldn't tell. I'm guessing they have a secret keeper.'

'Then try to find out were they are!'

'How am I supposed to do that?'-the woman asked-'If they do have a secret keeper, then its probably Voldemort himself. There's no way I can get that kind of information.'

'I don't care! Find a way!'

The woman looked like she was about to say something, but she must have thought twice, because she remained silent.

'Well'-she spoke finally-'if that's everything, I should be going.'

'There one more thing.'-the man said-'I need you to read this and see if you recognize the handwriting.'

The woman took a piece of parchment from his hand and began to read. It wasn't any handwriting she recognized, but the content of the letter was very interesting.

'I don't know who wrote this, but. Were did you get this? This is stuff that not even Draco knows.'

'It doesn't matter were I got this. What we need to know is if this information is reliable. If it is, we might just have a new spy.'

'Would you trust a spy without knowing who it is? This is high security information. It could be a trap'

'I guess it will depend if this is correct or not. And if it is, it might just be what we need to get Ginny.'-he said taking the parchment back-'You just try to find out were the Weasleys are.'

And without another word he turned his back and left.

The woman watched him for a moment and then made a very rude gesture to his back, wile whispering-'Jerk! I'd like to see you try to sleep with Malfoy.'- and left.

****************************************************** Voldemort was watching his wife by a secret window he had in his privet office. The window would let him see his wife no matter where she was, as long as it was within the palace. He could even watch her in her bath, as he was doing right now, which was one of the reasons why he wouldn't let anyone else in his office, at any time.

It was two weeks since they had arrived in Egypt, and still there was sign of happiness in Ginny's face. He knew that she liked this palace better, but still, she wouldn't smile a single time.

He watched her dive in to the water, and rise again.

She was so skinny. If he didn't do anything she would waste away. Maybe Norah was right. Maybe he was being too hard on her. But then again every time he remembered how that Potter brat had almost took her away, he felt the need of caging her even more.

But that would do even worse to her.

He watched as she got out of the pool, and Norah surrounded her with towels. She was so pale. She cried every night since they came to Egypt, she didn't eat, and she spent her days sitting in the garden, doing nothing. He had considered using her family to threaten her to eat more, but that would only make things worse.

She behaved beautifully, obeying all his commands, and playing the perfect wife. If only he could get a smile out of her. It was as if she was a perfect actress, playing her part to the letter, and never letting anyone see what was really going on with her.

But he knew. He sometimes woke up in the middle of the night, and he felt her moving silently out of the bed, and in the chair near the window. As if she couldn't be beside him all night long, and just had to get away. He would pretend to be asleep, and listened to her cry silently to herself.

It drove him mad, this silent escape from him. He would do anything to get her love. A real love, not the kind you get with a love potion, but one like she had for the Potter brat. A love potion wouldn't do.

He seriously considered letting her see her family. If had managed to capture the brat at her birthday it would be ok, but with him on the lose, it was simply too much of a security risk. If the rebellion ever knew that they were alive, they would try to free them, and he would loose his control over Ginny.

There had to be another way. Something that he didn't thought of before. And them it hit him like a dozen of rampaging hippogriffs!

He got up, grabbed his wand and his cloak, and got ready to leave the palace. It was time to give his ancestors a little visit.

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The days were so slow. It seemed like time wasn't going by at all. And what else could she do but sit there in that bench and wait for the day to go by.

She didn't feel like being around her maids. She would even get rid of Norah, if she could. She didn't feel like reading or walking, or doing anything. It seemed that her will was disappearing as well as her hunger. Much to Norah's dismay, she would hardly eat anything these days, but it wasn't her fault is she simply wasn't hungry.

She let out a deep sigh that made Norah look up from her book.

Ginny just didn't know what to do. There was nothing that could take her mind off her family. And her mood went down a little every day she woke up next to her husband.

She picked up the book that was beside her and tried to read. But the words didn't seem to take her attention. Norah must have been bored with her book too, because she had fallen asleep against the tree were she was sitting.

Ginny took the opportunity to walk around in the gardens by her own.

There was a strange mist rising from the water of the pools. She didn't know anything about Egypt, so she could say if it was a normal thing to happen. She walked for quite a wile before realizing she was lost.

Everywhere she turned too looked the same, and all was enveloped in the strange mist.

Starting to feel a little panic she called out for Norah, for anyone. The mist was getting thicker and thicker, and now she couldn't see a palm ahead of her nose.

She heard hurried footsteps coming towards her, and she gave a sigh of relief. It was most certainly Norah coming to tell her off, for sneaking on by herself.

But as the steps drew near, she could make out a cloak figure, and no one in the palace wore cloaks.

In a second the figure disappeared. And a moment later she felt a hand grabbing her by the shoulders and another hand trying to cover her mouth. She screamed before it could stop her. But the hand was the very last thing she saw.

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The second he arrived at the palace he new something was wrong. There were no guards to great him, and no servants to take his cloak.

Voldemort immediately went looking for his wife, but as soon as he got out of the apparating hall, he noticed that the halls were filled with mist, and that all the guards and servants were asleep.

Putting a charm on himself, to prevent him of falling asleep as well, he ran to the gardens, wile he called out for his faithful Death Eaters.

He took a locket out of his shirt and opened it. Inside was a piece of skin with the dark mark that had once belonged to Severus Snape. He touched the mark and it immediately turned black. All the Death Eaters that weren't asleep would come to him.

When he got to the gardens, the mist was several times worse. So much that he didn't know were to go. But before he could make up is mind, a scream echoed threw the mist that made him think that all was lost.

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Well, sorry about the mistakes, but this has not been Beta read, since I can't get my email to work.

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