Rory was lying on her back, staring at the ceiling. It seemed to be the only place where there wasn't any blood. Moans of pain were heard from the walls and there seemed to be insects that liked the taste of blood. Especially hers. She was going mad, and she knew it would only be in time when she would start to gnaw on her own flesh because of the lingering pain in her head. The atmosphere wasn't helping much either. Never has she experienced such pain and horror. All she wanted was to go home, and see this all as a horrible nightmare. She couldn't talk, for her throat was still raw from the experience of what had just happened before.

Hermione was coping. She had seen worse and experience worse, especially during the war when she went head on against death-eaters. She tried to help Rory, but Rory didn't want comfort. She just wanted to get out. For the last hour, she had been searching for any flaws in the dungeon. There must have been some way to get out.

*~*~*

Draco and Tristan popped into the Malfoy Manor's outhouse. Draco knew the creatures protecting it, so it wouldn't matter even if they spotted him.

Tristan, on the other hand, was completely awestruck. He knew the magical world would be different, but this hit him very fast and hard. But he was focused. He had to get Rory out of it, out of the predicament that he was stuck in.

Draco saw Tristan worried and tried to think.

"I think I know what to do. Lucius was bragging on and on about how the Manor was impossible to penetrate. But I know for a fact it isn't. There are invisible cloaks in the outhouse. When you wear it, you become invisible but you need to make sure not to make a noise since it isn't sound proof. Also, it only makes you invisible, not disappear all the way, so you can still bump into things."

"Alright, so what's the plan?"

"The most important thing we need to concentrate on is getting to the dungeons. From there, it won't be that hard."

Draco was used to sneaking around, for he used to sneak out of the Manor very often. Tristan was still physically fit from two years in military school. They carefully reached the Manor, and as soon as Draco spotted the creature he needed, he grabbed him.

"Stay quiet Kinsley."

The house-elf widened his eyes and gave Draco an angry glare. But before he could do anything, Draco put a spell on him.

"Petrificus totalus."

Kingley froze as Draco forced opened the elf's mouth and poured truth potion into his throat. He then bound Kingley with a different spell and made him talk.

"Where are Hermione and Rory?"

"The Mudblood and muggle are in the dungeon."

"How do you get in there?"

"Lucius is watching the door, and isn't letting anyone but the house-elves in there. We have been directed neither to tell anyone or help them in anyway."

"How can we get in?"

"You aren't allowed to. Lucius put on a spell that makes us tell him if you are in the castle. Even if you tried to erase our memory, we would still know that you are here."

Draco sighed.

"I regret doing this. Not really for your sake but for Hermione's."

And with a swish of his wand, Kingley was dead. Tristan had a look of horror on his face.

"What you do that for?!"

"Keep your voice down. Didn't you hear him? Kingley would tell Lucius, no matter what, so I had to kill him or else we would be dead. So let's go."

"Where? How would we get in?"

"I've lived in this house for 18 years, and there are many secret passageways that lead there. I know for a fact half of them aren't known by anyone but myself so let's go."

"How would you know which dungeon they are in?"

"We only have one main one for torture. Now shut up for once Tristan. Let's move."

Draco got up and slowly walked over the statue that looked like a knight on a horse. After pulling tickling a part of the statue, it opened a secret passage. Tristan followed Draco into the darkness of the passageway. They carefully walked, Draco grabbing onto Tristan's cloak, making sure he didn't step on any of the traps. Finally, after what felt like days, they reached a wall.

"Draco, it's a dead-end."

Draco rolled his eyes.

"DuGray, listen to me. I know these caves like the back of my hand, and I've already used this passageway before ok? Stop bugging me because the sooner you do, the sooner I will be able to figure all this out."

Tristan, for once in his life, was silent and watched Draco carefully.

Draco pulled out his wand and tapped on three corners of the wall. The wall disappeared, and they gasped to see Lucius. Tristan held his breathe when he saw the blood soaked into Rory's clothes. He would never forgive himself for this.

"Don't worry about it. I've seen worse. They can't see or hear us, but we can see and hear them. I guess all we can do now is sit tight and wait till that ass leaves."

*~*~*

*Bastard came back.*

Hermione was sick and tired of seeing that sickly pale face and stupid gray eyes of Lucius. Rory groaned every time she moved, but since Hermione didn't have her wand, she couldn't do anything to help her.

"What do you want now Malfoy?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, where are your manners, you filthy little mudblood? You should be appreciative to the fact that I even let you stay in this dungeon. As a matter of fact, a token of gratitude would be nice. Get on you knees and bow."

Hermione looked at him in complete revulsion.

"Eat dirt Malfoy."

"Now now now mudblood, I don't think that was a very smart move. You wouldn't want the precious muggle to be hurt again now would you?"

Hermione looked at him with hate, got on her knees and bowed. Rory was trying to get up, show that she was strong enough to fight her own battles, but she had no strength in her. All that she could muster up was a moan, and that was brutal to her throat. Lucius kneed Hermione on the chest, and saw her spit out some blood, as well and groan in intense pain as he laughed.

"Like music to my ears! Well, now that I got my fill of this fun, good-bye and have very pleasant dreams."

Lucius look his leave, leaving behind a badly bruised Hermione and a nearly gone-mad Rory.

*~*~*

"That damn fucken bastard! I'm going to kill him, I really am!"

Tristan was ready to pounce until Draco grabbed him. Draco was holding in all his anger. No, he will be unleashing it, but only onto Lucius. But right now, what was most important was that Hermione was hurt, and she needed to be taken care of that instant. Listening for noise, he stood silently. Tristan was agitated at the fact that they had not yet taken any action.

"What are we waiting for?!"

"Shhh, I want to make sure that I don't have any bump ins with my father."

They waited for an hour, after the girls were nearly asleep, just staring at the ceiling.

"It's time."

With a tap of his wand on the corner of a stone, the wall was no longer invisible, but gone. Hermione's eyes widened in surprise as she quietly got up and ran to Draco's arms.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you."

Tristan gingerly picked up Rory into his arms, and carried her into the cave. Draco and Hermione closely followed. Draco closed off the secret entrance, and grabbed a hold of Hermione and Tristan. With a small pop, all four were gone.