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Proud Mudblood: It was the Aurora/Draco coupling in the summary right? RIGHT!? Was I obvious? Note to insane creative part of mind: MORE MYSTERIOUS!!

Piedermort: COOL!!! Another lord/lady!! I'm the lady of the Underworld!! And if you do not shut up about your greatness I will sick my army of rabid squirrels on you! And Foamy's!! Laughs insanely Are you a guy? Girl? I wanna know!! A guy's point of view would be awesome! But an independent girl's view is my goal!

Mel29: I said MOST normal!! These people are weird!

SweetCheekDracoLuver: Do you have a nickname? THAT IS LONG!! Pink? Pink flames? I hate pink... I PREFER BLUE FIRE!!! Laughs insanely Good thought that I would be...dead...if you killed me...makes sense to me! So you can't kill me!!!! Kiss my...ummmm...evil feet!!!!!!!!!! Laughs maniacally

I went in....Victoria's Secret shiver yesterday to get my Mom some smelly crap. I bought seven bottle so I wouldn't have to go in there for a very long time, but I came out of there smelling ten different kinds of girly...sigh scary! Yeah, I am a girl!

Disclaimer: Don't own Harry otter. Just the plot, Troy, Ty, Calica, and Keladry. (not the name, just the character)

On with the story!!!!!!!!!!!!

Draco. The silvery blond hair shone through the matted blood flowing from a gash in his forehead. Another deep cut was in his upper arm, covering his hand with dried blood. The back of his robes was torn, and his back was covered in cuts, clearly, by the puddle of crimson liquid surrounding him.

Rory ran to his cell. "Dra-Malfoy?" she whispered. He was evidently unconscious.

'Why is he here? His father is a pureblood and a DeathEater. Why...? Wait...his Father...Lucius.'

Draco stirred slightly and groaned in misery. He rolled onto his side, giving Rory a view of his battered face. He had been graced with a busted lip and black eye.

"Draco? Are you alright?" Rory asked, seeing if he could hear her or recognize her voice. He only groaned in pain.

Rory dug through a pocket on the inside of her jacket. She found a hairpin. She knelt down and started to pick the intricate lock. However, with her experience it only took about a half a minute. She had done this a thousand times with Weasley and Potter. They would break out and into restricted places and those bumbling idiots couldn't 'Alohamora' their way out of a paper bag.

She heard a familiar 'click' and she opened the door, hinges creaking loudly from rusting. She visibly winced and slipped through the crack the door was already open. She walked over to the crumpled figure and knelt before him. Rory gently lifted his robes off of him, while he moaned in agony. Then she rolled him onto his stomach, wary of his wounds.

She slightly gasped at the number of them, there were at least twenty lacerations. They weren't severe, but there were so many. 'A whip. Lucius beat him with a whip.'

Rory's hand automatically flew to a simple white gold chain encircling her neck. She quickly unclasped it and gathered it in her hand. She then flicked it out into the air and it transformed into a simple black wooden stick. A wand.

The prisoners marveled at the simple wand. It was nothing special, an ordinary sleek wand, but they hadn't seen one for months. Even torture was inflicted physically.

Aurora, however, paid no mind. Draco was in far too critical a condition for her not to be completely engrossed in his wounds. He had lost a substantial amount of blood. Rory mumbled a few healing spells and a pain reliever with a few flicks of her wand, but nothing that would make it noticeable that he had been healed. Just enough to keep him alive. However, as she was muttering the last incantation, cold stony eyes cracked open. She could see them focusing in and out, until finally she was sure she could see her correctly and could talk to her.

"Draco? It's me, Hermione. Are you alright?" she whispered. He simply stared up at her, with a look of amazement and shock clearly written upon his face. "Draco?"

"Mudblood? Is that really you?" Draco asked, his voice hoarse. She looked so different...so deadly...so comforting...so beautiful.

Aurora decided to ignore that comment. "Yeah. It's me. Call me Aurora, though. Or rather, Aunt Dawn while we're here."

"What are you-?"he started, but she hushed him by placing a finger upon his lips.

"Shhhhh. I'm here to get you out. Don't worry. And no, Potter and Weasley aren't here, just me. Just get some rest. You need it. I gotta go act like your Aunt Dawn to these moronic guards.

He gave her an amused look mixed with a 'What the Hell?' look, but nodded and shut his eyes immediately. He was in no position to disregard her advice.

Rory got up, dusted her self off, and slipped back out the small opening in the door. "I'll be back later," she announced to the group, but more to Draco and nodded solemnly. She knocked on the steel entrance door to the dungeons for the waiting guard to let her out.

Rory asked the guard to lead her to acceptable quarters. He accepted nervously.

Throughout the walk, an awkward silence hung in the air. Trying desperately to make conversation out of pure curiosity, Aurora asked, "So. What happened to get Draco Malfoy thrown in here, of all places?" "You don't know? He was discovered as a spy for the light. He was a disgrace to the Malfoy name and Lucius disowned him. Threw him in here himself. Everyone in the Order knows that," he answered politely, referring to the Order of the Dragon, a sort of anti-Order of the Phoenix organization for the dark side. "Oh. Well. I do live in a secluded area. Word doesn't get around as much there. Thank you, anyway...what was your name again?" Rory asked. "Thomas. If it pleases you?" he answered kindly. "Well, Thomas...If it didn't please me, what would I do? Change it to Dumbledore Jr.?" she said comically as they shared a hearty laugh, but it soon ceased as they reached an intricately carved door, which Thomas swung open for her.

"Why doesn't she just bust us out right now?" an irate Snape's voice rang through the dungeons. "Only an amateur would do that, Sevvie-dear. She knows to get close to the enemy first. You really are a novice when it comes to war, aren't you?" Kel's sarcastic voice answered. "OH WILL YOU TWO QUIT IT!?!?" Sirius yelled. A moment of silence came. "NO!!!!! DEFINITLEY NOT!!!" Snape and Keladry's voices screamed in unison. An exhausted sigh escaped Sirius's lips, "OH WHATEVER!"

Poor Sirius trapped with a Sadist woman and an ugly man. sigh Read, review, compliment, flame, suggest. Whatever. BUT IF YOU DO NOT REVIEW I WILL IMPALE YOU WITH MY PINK (yuck) FLAMING SPORKS!!! (half the human population should be scared by the word 'pink') laughs like a maniac

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