Chapter 3- Realization
I woke up in a different, unfamiliar house.
"Where am I?" I asked the ceiling.
Pain stuck permanent on my skin, and through out my body. All I wanted to do was lay here, and to never move again.
But of course, somebody lifted me up onto my feet.
"Mud-Blood!" a woman snarled.
I looked up, and saw Bellatrix hollow face.
"We are getting impatient!" She hissed as she pulled me closer, "That little lie about the muggle house only got you so far!"
My brain didn't let things sink in like it used to. All I wanted to Do was to make the pain stop.
"Kill me" I breathed.
Bellatrix sneered. "That is in order, but we need some information." She pulled me higher by my shirt.
Suddenly, there was a small feathery baseball that flew in through the window.
I realized it was Pig, and my heart sunk. I remembered where Harry was now.
Bellatrix dropped me with a painful crash.
She caught the owl and the letter tied to its ankle. She opened the letter, scanned it, and yelled "Sissy!"
Narcissa ran in. "What is it?"
Bellatrix handed her the letter. Narcissa read it through and hissed to me, "You little liar!"
My heart was pounding, and I started to get worried again. "What does the letter say?"
Narcissa didn't listen, and she looked at her sister. "I say we kill her!"
"No, no, no. We are not finished with her!" she grabbed the letter back. "This is where we get him! This is where she will get him!"
My heart pounded faster. "Where? I will not do anything you say!"
"Get a dress, Narcissa. She's going to a wedding."
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Author's notes: Okay, tell me when it gets stupid!
And, if you read the sixth one, you'll know what I mean in "Wedding."
