"Stupid girl, didn't you know you could never escape me?" A cold high-pitched voice softly said to the dark room.

In the room a dark headed bruised girl was bound by magic to the wall. Her clothes were ripped in many places. Her right hand was broke in several places, her jaw broke one the left side. The fight had been hard, so would the consequences be. She was captured and her face was a bloody mask of fear.

"Your blood is my blood. My magic is, undeservingly, yours. And now I will show you what I do to those who take what they don't deserve. "

She gritted her teeth, preferring to lock the screams inside until she passed out. "I tried to get away this time, Mother. I really did. He caught me again. After he gets done he's going to give me to Macnair. Mother, protect me. Please, don't let me die this time. No, I know, he won't let me die. I'm too valuable. He'll just make me wish I died."

At this point the pain was too great. "Father no more!" She screamed.

"Weakling. You're just like your mother. I hope you like Macnair because that is all that you deserve." He slapped her.

"Macnair!" He called.

"Yes Master!" He responded, bowing in front of the snake like man.

"She's all yours. Punish her in the way you see fit."

An evil grin spread over his face. " Thank you Master."

"Send in Malfoy on your way out."

"Yes Master." He pulled the girl off the wall. "Come on bitch, we are going have some fun." As she stumbled out the snake like man called to them. She turned.

"When are you going to realize that I am all you have, Princess?"

She spat. He laughed. "Take her on."