A/N: A small update for those who are still with me.
batbones- I'm trying. I really am.
krillball6- Maybe this chapter will help you understand.
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It had been a week and Jacqueline remained in captivity without her magic and without a single morsel of food. William visited her daily and during each encounter he would continue to ask for the 'item'.
As the days passed, William began to grow more impatient. After a weeks time, his anger brought the Crucio upon Jacqueline. The fatigued woman was weak and the curse overpowered her quickly, but she was able to draw some magic out of the curse and use it to send an image to her husband of her condition.
If she succeeded she did not know, for she passed out shortly.
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A day passed before Jacqueline awoke again. She was weak and had had no food for about half a week, counting from that time William was gracious enough to provide breakfast one day which consisted of only some bacon and eggs. Jacqui didn't bother to sit up or do anything for that matter.
She had nothing to do.
She could do nothing.
She could go nowhere.
All she had to do was wait for William's return, have him pester her about some item, be knocked out of consciousness by a Crucio, and then wake up the next day to have it happen again. And as if on time, William walked into the room, agitated, wand already drawn.
"About time you woke up. You will hear this question for the last time," began William in a hurried voice.
Jacqueline lifted herself slowly into a sit up and with hatred looked upon William. "Yes, it is getting a bid tiresome now."
"Shut up!" exclaimed William.
Jacqui smirked and stood up shakily. She had this sort of drunken facade and the pain that spread through her whole body was now put aside. She walked up to William, slowly, while the other continued his unfinished sentence. "I warn you Malfoy. I'm asking this question for the last time. Do you have the wand?"
Jacqueline issued a laughter that could only belong to a maniac. Then the sentence functioned in her brain and she thought of Draco. Then her mind skipped to Voldemort's wand which was at the house. All along she suspected that was item sought after, but she was never going to let it return to its owner. "Kill me," she leered.
"I can," William replied, haughtily. Then smiling, "I know the secret to your immortality which you don't know yourself."
Jacqueline spat at him and that was all that was needed to pull the trigger all the way. "Sectumsempra."
Jacqueline fell several feet from him and William left her on the floor in the puddle of her own blood. He warned her that it would be the last time she would here that question and now as he left her to die… he proved himself right.
A/N: Short I know, but I had a grim inspiration. Please review and I'll try to update SOON!
I know I don't update often and I'm sorry, but I'm really busy with other junk.
Also, if you are fans of Alexander Dumas, then I have a new story up called Anne de Beuil's Sister. It's based on Alexander Dumas' story The Three Musketeers. It will have romance, humor, tragedy, people attempting to kill each other… all that wonderful stuff.
If you're not a fan of The Three Musketeers and have never even heard of Alexander Dumas, then it's perfectly fine. You don't have to know anything of the story, for I will be introducing each character as if my own. So now worry for confusion.
Please read and review both stories.