Insanity Equals Hope

Disclaimer: Would I really be writing her I owned Harry Potter.

Monotonous, that sums up my currant existence very well. Monotony can be a very good thing, I hear Harry murmur from my left. True but this kind of monotony is the worst, I mean I get up eat my bread and water go about whatever tasks I am given and then come back here, I would even take potions class with Snape over this, I reply back. I told you that you would one day miss potions, 'Mione's tone was triumphant. I saw Neville today, I said to change the subject, and I don't know how much longer he will last. Do you think he will Break; Harry's voice was serious now. No I don't think he will break, I think he will do what Fred and George did, and there was no sarcasm in my voice because I could understand his worry. Breaking was the worst thing that could happen to one of us, when someone Breaks they sell out all their secrets just to be anything but what we were, slaves.

You see, the Dark Lord won the war, and declared himself king. He rules England, and even parts of the continent, those of us that opposed him, that he caught, fell into four categories; Dead, Slave, Prisoner, or Broken. Most of my family falls into the first. Mum and Dad were killed in battle, and I am actually glad for that, it saved them from being left to Lucius Malfoy's tender mercies. I haven't seen Bill or Charlie since they ran with their own families to America like most refugees, I can't blame them. Percy finally showed his Gryffindor spirit when he saved Mum, Ginny, and Fred from the Burrow when it burned, it cost him his life. Fred and George, they went out with a bang, and an understated one at that, Hermione comments with slight awe, they were found in their cell a few days after the battle, curled together like they were still in the womb, their wrists slit. They didn't stop there though, they had, early in the war created an air born toxin, which they injected into their blood. It only affected those with the dark mark; it also passed like a common cold, Half the Death Eaters Died before they realized what was happening, the rest are still very jumpy when ever someone coughs. Remus, as a half blooded, werewolf who fought for the other side, he died screaming in those first days. So did the ones that killed him, Harry pointed out, they should have known better then to make Siri watch the torture. Sirius, who found his way back from beyond the veil, something about the bond of a mate being stronger than some drapery, took five Death Eaters down with him the day they killed Remus, including one Peter Pettigrew. I have reason to believe that most of the professors, with the notable exception of Professor Dumbledore, whose head hangs on the wall of the great hall under a preservation charm, are imprisoned below us in the prisoner's dungeon, which for the most part makes people wish they were dead. Most of the students are Slaves though a few have Broke. The first to Break was Lavender, followed by Parviti and Dean as well as a few other people that I don't know. I can't help but feel lucky, I still have Harry and Hermione, and I can even chuckle at that sappy thought.


While one of the guards was showing a new recruit around the slaves' dungeon, they both heard a light chuckling, which caused the new recruit stop and try to find the source, the older guard, familiar with area, motioned the boy to follow him down the hall.

"No need no sneak up on this one, he won't be able to here you." The older man gestured for the kid to look in the cell, there sat an emaciated red head, recognizable as Ronald Weasley, on of the criminals who sought to destroy their lord, chatting at the skeletal remains of two people. "They say that it was his friends' deaths that finally did him in, mad as loon that one, but harmless, Now Queen Ginervra insists on meeting all the new guards personally" They turned and walked away, never seeing the maniacal smile that spread across the red heads face or the three pairs of eyes which shined malevolently through the darkness of the cell, nor did they hear three voices whispered from one mouth "Soon"


Well that is all for now this will be a two part story which should be finished soon. –CYA Evil Older Sister