"Argh" Ginny gasped as she was thrown back into the concrete floored room. "You did a very bad thing, Ginevra. So did the person who helped you, Thomas wasn't it? Ah, yes." He said as he glared down at her. "BRING HIM IN!" he shouted and merely seconds later, Dean was thrown right beside her. "Lets see what you're little escape earned him, shall we?" He said.

Ginny returned his glare, but soon lightened it as the two other guards joined them in the room. One holding a thick chain, which looked to be the one from her bed. The other held a chain, and a leather whip, which was handed over to him. Another guard joined them, who quickly made his way to Ginny.

He was the biggest by far, and then he snatched her from the floor, wrapped one hand around her waist and the other around her neck and dragged her across the room. "Lucky you, Weasley. You get to watch." He said.

She looked at Dean as the leader flung the leather whip against Dean's skin, a nasty snapping sound came could be heard as it made contact with his skin, even a light scream came out of him. Ginny quickly closed her eyes and turned her head, but the brute holding her forced her head to face the way where Dean was, but her eyes remained closed but that didn't stop her from hearing the noises.

They kept hitting Dean with the chains and whip, she constantly heard short screams, snaps, and thuds. At one point she opened her eyes after not hearing any scream come from him for a few seconds, only to view him on his hands and knees continuously getting hit in the back of his neck, legs, and back by the three assholes. "STOP IT!" She finally screamed. Wiggling, she tried hard to break away from the man who was holding her. "Hmm, took you long enough." The lead said, lowering his whip and motioning for the others to stop hitting Dean. "Please, don't hit him anymore!" She screamed at him, and was released. Quickly, she ran by Dean's side and sat beside him. "Start." The man said, and suddenly chains and the whip started hitting her, she screamed loud from the surprise of it. but Dean made her lay down and he blocked most of the hits, only her legs seemed to get hit.

Seeing the pain and blood covering Dean, she couldn't take it. It wasn't fair for him to get the punishment of this, he was only trying to help her. "STOP, PLEASE I'LL DO ANYTHING!" She finally screamed. Dean gave her a sharp look and shook his head. She didn't care what he thought..

"Anything?" The man said, again motioning for the two to lower their chains. "Yes, just stop hitting him!" Ginny pleaded. "Fine, tomorrow, you'll come up to the house." The man stated, then called the guards to follow him. He and the others walked out, shutting the stone doors and leaving her and Dean in the room.

Dean collapsed. His breathing increased rapidly, he'd been holding as many signs of pain in as he could, but now he was obviously in the state Ginny had been in earlier. "You're an idiot." He gasped. She rolled her eyes and started ripping up her shirt and pants to make clothes to tie off his wounds. "They stopped. They would have killed you, and I didn't want that on my behalf." She said grabbing one of his arms and wiping as much blood as the wounds would allow off.

Tying off as much of his arms and legs she could, she looked at his chest, stomach, back, neck, and face. All were hit and wounded pretty badly, and she didn't have enough clothes left to try to tie any of them off. Sighing, she finally gave up and put her back to the wall, by now her shirt barely covered anything, and her pants had been torn into mini shorts. Dean had lost much blood, and was now slightly sleeping, slightly losing his mind. Gently she placed his head in her lap and stroked his head, trying to comfort him.

Hours had passed, but she stayed awake. Light was showing through the barred window, it was morning. She had done her best to keep Dean awake, scared if he fell asleep he wouldn't wake up. With in a few seconds of the sun coming to a full stance, the man had opened the door and walked in. "Is he dead, yet?" He asked, almost bitterly seeing Dean's head in her lap.

"No, he's not, and you better hope he doesn't. If he does, I'll kill you." Ginny stated sourly, as she kept stroking Dean's head almost like a pet. "I see your wardrobe changed." He said, looking over her barely there clothes. "Something had too."

"I can make him better, but you have to obey me. I can make your dreams come true, and give you the perfect life. All you have to do is do the things I ask when I ask, and you'll have most of your time free." He said, almost in a nice voice. "What about D-"

"There's a guest house out back, if you do what I ask, I'll have him healed and he can live out there, you can see him anytime besides when I'm working with you." The man said now kneeling in front of her and Dean.

"You have to promise not to hurt him, or H-"

"I won't hurt Thomas, nor will anyone else. But you WILL kill Harry for me when I think your ready.."

"No, I won't."

"Then you can't have any of it."

Ginny paused and looked down at Dean, he had started to wake up, but not enough to understand what was going on. Looking at his cut face, and body she looked down even further ashamed. "Fine." Ginny said, feeling horrible about the deal she was about to make.

"Meaning...?"

"Everything you want me to do that you stated, I will. But if Dean dies then..."

"Then nothing counts, but he won't die." The man said. "Come." The man said and several men walked into the room and picked Dean up and carried him out, without orders from the man. Apparently this deal had been planned, but Ginny didn't care now. Standing up, the man held out his hand and she took it. He pulled her up. "You did a good thing, ended much suffering." He told her, but she wasn't listening, instead, she was watching Dean's half lifeless body getting carried out. "He will survive, Ginny. Come, we're going to get you cleaned up and adjusted to the manor."

"I want to go with Dean." She stated, trying to sound as nice as possible. "Well, fine. But if you try to escape-"

"I won't."