A/N: This does change POV from the last chapter, but it won't change back. At least not without a warning before the chapter. Enjoy.

I am in a beautifully decorated dungeon room inside a monumentous castle. The deep cherry mahogany wood of the furniture, give the room a manor type of feel. All of chairs and couches within this living area are big, fluffy, and are covered in a deep emerald fabric. The fireplace is roaring with a large red and gold blaze, as I stand in the middle of the room on a fluffy green and silver-flecked rug, one of many throughout the room. The fireplace is cased by emerald pillars with silver snakes encircling them, and the heads of the two snakes join in the middle of the mantle and droop down so that the base of their heads are touching.

I walk through a door next to the full wall bookcase. Most are old tombs on potion making, but there are some on other subjects such as, transfiguration, defensive spells against dark and general magic, and there were a few general to light spell books in there as well. Through the door is a most gorgeous bedroom, which doubles as a washroom.

One half of the room has black and emerald marbled tile covering the floor, while the other half emerald carpeting. On the half with the tiling, there is a shower, built for two, a double sink with a mirror spanning the length, and in the center of that floor, there is a monumetous bathtub. But it doesn't look like a bathtub, it looks like a miniature swimming pool, with an enchanted waterfall over it. And on the other half of the room, there is a four-poster bed that takes up nearly the entire space with an armoire to the right of the bed and a dresser with vanity to the left.

As I stand in awe of this magnificent room, I can feel a slight chill. I look down at my clothes and see that I am wearing only a black, with green flecks and silver lining, silk nighty. My first reaction is to run to the bed and cover up, but then I remember, it's a special night, and I'm waiting for him to show up so I can surprise him for our anniversary, so I remain standing in the gorgeous bedroom, waiting for his return.

About a minute later, I hear a loud crash from the door being swung open at full force and hitting the wall behind it. I figure that he is just mad a t me for not meeting him for dinner like I had promised, but the surprise in here should more than make up for it. I can hear him stomping to the bedroom door, and I begin to feel a little anxious. I turn to face the door so that maybe he won't be too angry with me, as I hear him open the door.

When the door flies open, I can that it's not him. Standing there in front of me is a tall man with long, slicked back, blonde hair. I try to think of a spell, but my mind draws a blank and I am hit with a stream of yellow light and then darkness.

Aurora woke up screaming at the top of her lungs. She knew that she shouldn't have, she had had this dream a hundred times before, but she could still feel the white hot pain that ensued after having that nightmare. The only person who could make the pain and the memory of the nightmare go away was Tom, and he was nowhere to be found tonight. 'He's probably at one of his meetings again.'

She decided to wait up for him, since she wouldn't be able to go back to sleep without him anyways. She looked over at the clock on her night stand beside the bed. '12:30 in the morning. Damn! He won't be back for another couple of hours. What to do while I wait?' She looked around the room. 'I spend all day in here, so I've read all of these books, I've listened to all of this music, and I have no one to write any letters to, so the only thing to do in here is sit by the fire and wait. But if I do that, then the fire will warm me up enough, and he'll know what happened. Maybe I could explore the castle?'

She thought about it for a little while longer, and while she had promised Tom that she wouldn't go wandering around the castle without him there to guide her, she couldn't stand being in this room right now with nothing to do but sleep and still being unable to do that right now. After some deliberation, she went to hand changed her clothes so she wouldn't be going about the castle in her night clothes.

After she changed into a pair of dark blue jeans, a black lace-top spaghetti strap top, and a pair of black strappy sandals, she headed for the door to the rooms, and was greeted by Tom at the door.

"Tom! I'm so glad your back." She threw her arms around his neck in an attempt to distract him.

"Hey baby! Where were you planning on going at this time of morning, all alone?" he said, pulling her back into the room.

"I was planning on exploring the castle for a little while."

"You know I don't want you wandering around here without me or a guard with you. there are too many ways that you could get hurt, lost, or killed, and I don't want any harm at all to come to you."

"I needed to get out of here for a while, and besides, I wasn't going to go far."

"That dosen't matter Aurora. Even just going down the hall, the rooms can change on you, and you could get lost fast. Why are you even up at all? When I left earlier, you were sound asleep and peaceful," Tom said confusedly.

"I had that dream again. You weren't here to help me get back to sleep, and I couldn't take being in this room any longer if I couldn't sleep. Will you take me around the now that you are back, please?"

"Aurora, I am tired and I don't have the energy to take you around the castle tonight."

"We don't have to go far, just a little ways, just so I can get rid of that dream , and then right back here and into bed," she practically begged.

Tom tried to steel himself her request, but one look at her full pouting lips as they quivered and her big sapphire eyes as they began to fill with the ready-to-shed tears, and he lost all resolve. "You know I could never deny you anything you truly desired. Five minutes around the castle, and then back here, no arguments." Tom was trying to sound forceful, knowing full well that she was pulling the strings tonight. As with everyother night.

With a quick peck on the cheek, they set out for her tour around the castle. He hadn't meant to take her as far as he had, but Tom would have done anything to keep that smile on her face. He knew all too well of the horrible things that had happened in Aurora's past, even if she could no longer remember them herself.

'It was six and a half years ago, to the day, when I found her on a table, chained down, bruised, bleeding, and broken, in mind, body, and spirit. Lucius had her as one of his "special" captives, which he had never spoken to me about.

I had been taking my customary stroll around the castle that day, mostly around the dungeons so I could make sure that the prisoners were being treated "correctly", when I heard her. at first, I only thought that her scream was just like all of the others, but as I came closer to her room and could hear here blood curdling screams, I could feel a pang within my heart, and I knew that I couldn't allow this to continue any longer.

I burst into the room, interrupting Lucius's rhythm, and threw him up against the wall. She was bruised all over her body and completely naked. I undid the shackles, covered her frail form with my cloak and carried her back to my bedroom. On the way to the rooms, she managed to muster enough strength before she passed out to say, "I knew you would find me my love." '

Screams!"Aurora!" the screams broke Tom from his thoughts, but to his horror, Aurora was no longer by his side, and he just heard a female's screams. He noticed all too late that they had wondered down to the dungeons, and that meant that she would have to relive all of those horrible memories, that she had managed to forget so long ago, again. "Aurora! Where are you? speak to me!" she never said a word, which scarred Tom even more. he started to frantically search for her, calling out, "Aurora!", every few moments.

After about the third or fourth door, Tom finally found Aurora standing over the body of one of his Death Eaters, with a young, Muggle born, teenage witch cradled in her arms, sobbing violently.