Chapter 3
Waking up in this dungeon again for the umpteenth time and I felt as rotten as I had felt for what felt like years now. I hated lying here day after day, after day. I was in a hell that was never ending. A hell that if I did not escape soon, I do believe I would commit suicide.
Then closing my eyes I saw her again, and for a moment I felt like I was in heaven again. The way I had felt every time I had been around her.
That raven black hair, hazel eyes with brilliant green flakes, milky skin, and beautiful porcelain face. This was the love of my life, Bridget Potter. Just to hear her voice again would bring music to my ears. Last night was another beating from this horrid people that I have devoted my life to help defeating. If the Cruciatus Curse was thrown at me again, I swear I will end up brain dead by the time the Ministry and/or the Order find me. Scariest thing that goes through my mind is that Bridget will move on by the time and if they find me alive. I have not had any contact with her in months and she probably hates me by now.
I hear that familiar scuffing noise and I know it is time for my daily torture. Half of me wants to just die tonight to get it all over with, but the other half of me wishes that the person that is about to come through that door is one of my allies coming to save me.
"Hello blood traitor," she cackled as she opened the large door and locked it again.
I did not respond to her which caused her to throw me across the room, as usual.
"I said hello!" She screamed a scream not too far from what her father's had sounded like.
"Yeah," I nodded.
"Ready?"
"When am I not?" Sarcasm was just dripping from my words and she rolled her dull, ugly eyes at me. "When does my daily beating start?"
"No beating today," Autumn Longbottom batted her eyes and smiled an evil grin that made Oliver Wood's skin crawl.
"Why the hell not?
"Kinky, aren't you?"
"Stuff it."
"We are not beating you today, because today was a victory in our part. Not a full victory, but a partial victory."
Oliver felt his face turn gray, which made Autumn cackle all over again. "What have you done to the Potter family!"
"Nothing, yet." Autumn said smiling at him like the total maniac that she was, "You got in a horrible fight with her and it looks as if she hates you!"
While Autumn was cackling, Oliver felt very confused. "How did I get in a horrible fight with Bridget when I have been stuck down in this hell hole for two months now?"
"Polyjuice potion," Autumn said giving her hostage a toothily smile. "Thanks to my wonderful servant."
"I would bet my life on it that Zambini volunteered to do it."
"Yes he did volunteer, but it was not him. She wants nothing to do with you anymore, wonderful!" Autumn cackled again, "Happy dreams."
As Autumn walked out of the dungeon Oliver had called home for the last two months, he felt himself falling deeper and deeper into depression. They had tricked her and now she really hated him more than ever, if that was possible.
"We need you to push Mrs. Malfoy," the Healer said looking up from the sheet that was laying across her legs. "One more good, hard push."
"I…I can't." Susan said crying and shaking her head back and forth, "I…I can not! I hurt too much."
"Mrs. Malfoy I need you to push again, and if you do not your baby is going to die."
"Susan, love." Draco said squeezing his wife's hand, "You have got to push."
"You bloody well push!" She yelled at him and looked up and shot him daggers, "I want you to bloody well push! I am exhausted!"
Draco kissed her forehead and nodded, "If I could I would. Love, if you do not push baby Lily is going to die. Do you really want Lily to die?"
"No," Susan said crying.
"Then I need you to push, Lily really needs you to push. Baby Lily will be here as soon as you give us one good push."
"Okay," Susan nodded and bit her lip. "Okay."
Draco walked out of the delivery room with a small bundle in his arm wrapped up in pink blanket.
"Lil! Lil!" Breeanna screamed as she pulled her hand away from Bridget's and ran towards her dad. She then looked up at Draco for acknowledgement, "Lil?"
Draco smiled and nodded, "Yes this is your baby sister Lily."
Draco squatted down and showed Breeanna the baby, "Lil!"
"I want see!" Roselyn pouted from across the room by her mother.
"Come on," Draco nodded and the two year old ran across the room to stand next to her best friend and look down at her little cousin.
"Lil?"
"Yes this is Lily," Draco said smiling from ear to ear, with that fatherly pride just glowing.
"How is Susan?" Arabella asked worried.
"She is doing well, in fact she wants all of you guys to come in and see her."
"Are you sure?" Bridget asked picking up Breeanna and holding the almost two year old on her hip. "I mean she is tired, isn't she?"
"Of course she is tired," Ginny chuckled holding on to James. "Giving birth has got to be the most exhausting things to do, but the most awarding."
"She wants to see all of you guys."
"Okay so lets go," Adora said walking up to Draco and looking down at Lily.
Susan stretched her arms out and took her baby back. Draco kissed both Susan and Lily's forehead. All of the family gathered around and Arabella gasped, "She looks just like you and your mother."
Susan nodded and kissed her baby again, "Her eyes are still blue. I really hope they end up being green, but if they are gray like Draco's then I will be happy too."
James began to cry and Ginny smiled, "Hungry." Ginny then turned to Harry, "We should go home. You have to be at work early, I still need to catch up on some homework, and James is hungry."
"Okay love," Harry said kissing Ginny's lips.
"We will come by tomorrow after Harry gets off to come and visit you," Ginny said hugging her sister in law, the best you could with babies in both of their arms. "I am so happy for you guys."
"Thanks for coming," Susan said as Ginny pulled away and Harry leaned in to kiss his sister on her forehead and hug her.
"Love you sis."
"Love you too," Susan said smiling at her older brother.
"You take care of my sister and niece," Harry said turning to his brother in law.
"Of course Potter," Draco nodded.
"Can I hold her real quick?" Bridget asked as she walked up to her older sister.
"Of course," Susan said handing her daughter over to her baby sister. "She is your niece after all."
"Yeah," Bridget said smiling from ear to ear looking down at her niece. "I am going to spoil you rotten! You and your cousin James!"
After a while everyone had left so the little family could be alone.
"I want to hold Mummy!"
Breeanna said looking up at Susan with hope filled in her face, "Of course darling. You will have to sit in Mummy's lap though to hold baby Lily."
"Okay!" Breeanna said looking really excited.
Susan handed Lily over to Draco as Breeanna crawled into her mother's lap. Then Susan put a pillow on Breeanna's left leg, "Now put your arm like this on the pillow. You have to support Lily's head."
"Okay Mummy," Breeanna nodded very fast as she was trying to absorb everything her mother was telling her to do so she could hold her baby sister.
Draco leaned down and laid Lily down in Breeanna's lap.
"Now put your free arm under Lily's bottom."
"Tiny," Breeanna looked down at her baby sister. "Like my baby dolls."
"Beautiful, just like her mummy and sister." Draco said standing back and looking at the three most beautiful women in his life.
Ginny had come back from the nursery as she had just laid James down in his crib. "Beautiful baby," Ginny said changing out of her day things and into her pajamas.
"James?" Harry asked from the bed as he watched his wife undress and get into her night things.
"Of course James," Ginny said smiling. "Lily too, she is such a beautiful baby girl. Wouldn't it be neat if she got the Evans eyes?"
"Yeah, but she would still look beautiful if she got her father's eyes too."
"Are you actually complementing Draco Malfoy?"
"No," Harry said making his nose curl as his wife crawled into their bed. "Breeanna has the same eyes as Draco and they look beautiful on her."
"True," Ginny yawned.
As Bridget Potter laid in her bed in her Head Girl room, she could not fall asleep. Being an insomniac was getting in the way of Bridget's life. Wait, what life? As much as Bridget hated admitting that she felt helpless without Oliver, she could not help it. Bridget never wanted to be one of those girls that hung on every word a bloody guy said or sat up all night wondering where he was and why he had not contacted her.
Now things were different, Bridget knew why Oliver had not contacted her and it broke her heart. Not only had he been sent on such a secret mission that he had been ordered not to have any contact with anyone outside of his mission. On this mission he had been kidnapped and had been missing for two months.
What was going on in this young girls mind was, that if Oliver was still alive was he thinking about her and did he still love her or not.
On the next day, Ginny Potter was visiting her sister in law in her hospital room.
Ginny looked around the room to see Sadie Malfoy, in her hospital room alone and reading the Daily Prophet.
"I thought you did not read that trash anymore?" Ginny asked laughing at Susan as she sat in the recliner next to Susan's bed.
"Just scanning it," Susan said laying the paper down on her lap. "Someone has to make sure they do not put any bull about us in here, correct?"
"I agree," Ginny nodded and then she looked around the room and looked a bit confused. "Where is my beautiful little niece?"
"The nurses took her about five minutes before you got here."
"That stinks," Ginny said looking over at her stroller to see her son still fast asleep.
"How long has he been asleep?"
"About ten minutes before I got here."
"Good," Susan smiled. "As much as I love both babies, it is good to have alone time."
"You act as if you already know?"
"Of course I do Ginny, hello! I have been raising Breeanna for almost two years now."
"Sorry, spaced out for a moment."
"I saw that, but what are you really here about?"
"I told you to see you and my beautiful baby niece. Speaking of nieces, where is Breeanna?"
"Draco has her today."
"He is off and not here?"
"They are sleeping in today and I believe he did want to bring her by her mother's burial site."
"On the second of February?"
"Well they could not go yesterday because I was in labor from the thirty-first until late last night. Tomorrow, they will let Lily and I go home. After that I know Breeanna will go into big sister 'I want to help,' mode. Then on the fourteenth is her birthday and I want to throw a big second birthday party at our home. We both do not want Draco to bring her to Cat's burial site on her birthday."
"That is the day her mother died though," Ginny pointed out.
"I know that," Susan nodded. "When Breeanna is old enough, she will know too. She is too young right now and I could not bring myself to try and explain this very confusing story to a two year old. When she is old enough…"
"When will that be?"
"Before she attends Hogwarts, Draco and I decided this decision a long time ago. Catarina is not the real reason you are here, so speak."
"Bridget."
"Oh Merlin," Susan pulled the newspaper back up to eye level. "I was in labor for twenty-two hours, and as much as I love my baby sister, I do not want to talk about the dramatics of her very confusing life at this moment."
"She knows."
Susan laid the newspaper back down, "Knows what?"
"About Oliver."
"Oh Merlin," Susan threw herself back into the pillows behind her. "And?"
"Well…"
"What kind of a fit did she throw?"
"She did not."
"What!" Susan asked totally flabbergasted.
"I felt the same way."
"Well, maybe she never loved him after all."
"Of course she did Susan!" Ginny said yelling then realizing if she kept this up then she would wake up baby James. "Sorry, but of course she loved him and I do believe she still does."
"So why didn't she throw a fit?"
"I think she was in shock, and we had just told her and then we had to rush over here because you were going into labor."
"Oh, so you really do not know how she is taking the news about him?"
"Precisely."
"Oh Merlin, I hope she is okay."
The dungeon door opened again but I was so exhausted from staying up last night waiting for a beating that I never heard it open.
"Wake up you blood traitor," she growled at me again.
"Morning to you too," Oliver Wood growled at the Autumn Longbottom.
"Read this."
Oliver looked down at the paper and read it. When he was done he looked back up at her, "Susan had her baby already."
"Yes," Autumn sneered.
"You are jealous."
"I am not."
"Yes you are," Oliver cackled. "I mean I knew she was due around now but I did not realize that it was already the new year. Sadie Potter-Malfoy stole the one man you ever loved. She stole the father of your child, and you are angry with the both of them. He too was a blood traitor."
"Shut your bloody mouth!" Autumn screamed.
Oliver ignored her and for once Oliver actually had the upper hand. "The love of your life not only married one of your mortal enemies, a Potter, but he has now had a child with her. Lily Arabella Malfoy, and you are furious. Malfoy will always love his wife and baby Lily, but he will never feel what he feels for them for you or your daughter."
"I said shut up!" Autumn screamed and threw Oliver across the room.
Oliver hit the opposite wall and blood began to ooze out of the back of his head. The blow to the head and made him unconscious.
"That will teach you to torment the Queen of the Death Eaters."
"Are you down here again?" Neville asked opening up the dungeon door.
"So what if I am?"
"You are spending more time with our prisoner than you are with me."
"I have to get information out of this blood traitor about the Ministry and the Order of the Phoenix."
"Don't forget the Potters."
Autumn turned around as fire was dancing in her eyes and she looked at her husband in a way she had never looked at him before. "What do you mean do not forget the Potters?"
"Wood is the closest person we have captured to the Potters and you want to make him suffer for all the pain the Potters have put you through."
"When did you start standing up for those bloody blood traitors?"
"I'm not."
"Then you hold your tongue when you are talking to me!" Autumn began to scream.
Neville slapped her across the face and she looked at him shocked and hurt, "Do not speak to me in that way."
"I am an heir to the great Salazar Slytherin!"
"I am your husband and you will not disobey me!"
Autumn got all up in Neville's face, "Do you want me to do to you what I had just done to Wood?"
"Excuse me?" Neville said turning to see the heap on the floor that was Oliver Wood.
"If you do not watch the way you talk to me, then dear you will be in the same predicament that Wood is in. After all you too loved that awful Potter Princess."
Blaise Zambini sat in his family mansion, after graduation from Hogwarts, he had kicked his parents out and taken full range on the family mansion. Blaise did not leave his family homeless, after all they were staying at their second home in Bristol.
His mother was a useless old drunk that did not know what year she was in or how old her children actually were. His father was an older Death Eater that was easily pushed around his young son who was a much younger Death Eater.
Being a long time friend with the Queen of the Death Eaters, Blaise was in the inner circle with his Queen and King.
Blaise Zambini was still in love with the beautiful Bridget Potter, and would not give up on the beauty that he saw every night in his dreams.
The Queen of the Death Eaters had actually given Blaise permission to try and pursue another courtship with the baby Potter princess. Only and if only, he could isolate her eventually from her family. Eventually getting her to turn over to the dark side and help Autumn overrule Bridget's own family.
Anyone that new Bridget would say that is impossible, but Bridget has always been very easy to manipulate. If they kept Oliver Wood away from her long enough, she would eventually think him dead. Keep Wood locked away long enough for her to be not only engaged but also married to Blaise Zambini before they ever release Wood. By the time they release Oliver it would be too late. Blaise would beat Bridget enough and have her so isolated from her family that she would be to scared to run away. Hopefully eventually, they would finally get the Potter princess to help the Queen of the Death Eaters defeat the Potter family.
My mother is on my case again, I swear that woman will drive me the nutter part of St. Mungo's. Supposedly I was suppose to stop my snooping around and just finish writing on what I had so far. Well since mother had told me that I had to finish this by the end of the summer, I thought it gave me free range to go throughout the attic.
Father is not home, he is on another mission for the Ministry, and so she has free range into punishing me without father backing me up.
I swear sometimes I am sure she does not truly love me, because she had me at such a young age. Then again all of my aunts had kids at a young age, so I do not know what she is so grumpy about.
The births of the new generation of Potters was a joyous event for my family, but like all of the tragedy my family has gone through, well the happiness did not last for long.
For the time being our family had their share of good times and the Queen of the Death Eaters was not really that much of a threat, until a couple of years later…