I did not wake up until sometime the following day. By then the teachers and most of the fifth year students were in a panic. One of the fifth year prefects had disappeared. Some people thought it was prank and others thought I had been kidnapped by Death Eaters. Only Becky and Mitch thought that Draco had something to do with it.

"Where is she?" Becky demanded storming up to him before dinner. "We haven't seen her all day. Where is she Malfoy!" Draco glared at her.

"Don't take that tone with me mudblood," he growled. "And I have no idea where she is. In case you haven't noticed, I haven't seen her all day either." Mitch grabbed the collar of Draco's shirt.

"You listen to me you son of a bitch," Mitch snarled. "If you did anything to her, if she is even the least bit hurt, I will kill you." Draco laughed and shoved Mitch away from him.

"Yes I'm sure you will Brustman," he sneered. "You'll be her knight in shining armor!" With that he walked off with Pansy at his heels.

I opened my eyes and tried to sit up but I could hardly manage to lift my head.

He really over did it this time… I thought as I stared at the ceiling. I could taste blood in my mouth and felt it on the outside of my mouth as well. I had probably bitten my lip to keep from screaming or something. I couldn't really remember everything that had happened. I heard the thundering of footsteps as hundreds of students made their way to their common rooms. I closed my eyes. There was no way I was going to be moving from this room any time soon and only Draco knew I was here. After a while I could no longer hear the sounds of the other students and that was when the door opened and Draco walked in.

"They noticed you were gone, those mudbloods you're friends with."

"Were," I whispered. "We aren't friends anymore…." Draco blinked.

"Well then," he said laughing coldly. "I never thought you would actually dump those two. They were probably your only chance to get away from me. Not that you would have. But now that they're gone…I get you all to myself." I shut my eyes tightly. I get you all to myself… kept repeating in my head. What was I going to do now? No one was going to help me. What was Draco going to do to me now?

Draco kicked me in the face. Blood began flowing from my nose and I felt a large bruise forming on my jaw and cheek bone.

"Pay attention when I talk you!" he shouted. I looked up at him.

"I'm sorry," I said dully.

"I told you to get up," he replied. "Now get up."

"I…I can't…I can't move…" I stammered, afraid that he was going to hit me again. Draco picked me up which caused me bite my lip to keep from screaming in pain. Draco carried me to Snape's office and knocked on the door.

"Professor," he said when Snape let him in. "Schyler needs your help…she was…she got hurt. I'm not sure how. I just found her." This was his most pathetic lie so far.

"Is this true Schyler?" Snape asked his black eyes boring into mine. I looked away and nodded.

"You did this to yourself?"

"I…I did sir," I muttered. "I was upset about a fight I had with my friends." Snape nodded at Draco to lay me on the couch.

"Where was she Draco?" he asked as he healed my broken nose, cleaning the blood off my face.

"In an empty classroom," Draco replied. Snape noticed how I flinched whenever he came close to touching me. He pulled up the sleeve on my shirt and saw the bruises there.

"Where did these come from?" he demanded looking angry though I was not sure if he was angry at me or not.

"I…"

"Some of these look old."

"Yes well…"

"Schyler who did this to you?"

"No one! I…" Snape held up his hand.

"Very well. If you don't want to tell me then don't make up excuses. Drink this." He handed me a vial with an electric blue potion inside. I took and gulped it down. The pain began to fade and my eyes began to get heavy.

"Draco what is going on?" Snape asked.

"Nothing sir." Snape frowned.

"Are you doing this to her?" he asked. Draco shook his head.

"Of course not sir," he answered. Snape's eyes narrowed.

"Draco you realize that you could kill her?" Draco glared at him.

"I didn't fucking do this too her!" Snape put his hand on Draco's shoulder.

"I am not stupid Draco," he said. "I knew from the first time you brought her in her to heal that gash on the back of her head. What exactly are you doing to her?"

"Nothing," Draco snapped. "Just keeping her in her place."

"Would that involve the Cruciatus Curse?"

"It teaches her a lesson."

"How many times have you done this?"

"Twice."

"Draco you must stop this! You could kill her or drive her insane! Do you realize that!"

"Look it's none of your concern! She's fine! She's still functioning just fine!" This was not true and he knew it. I had been becoming more withdrawn and did not even argue with Pansy anymore. Snape looked over at me. I was staring dully at the ceiling not really listening to his argument with Draco.

"You should sleep Schyler," he said. I nodded but did not close my eyes. I had just thought of something and I was wondering just how I was going to pull it off. Then I knew, the dagger I had in my trunk would work.

"Schyler," Snape said. I nodded.

"Yes sir." I shut my eyes and fell into a painless, dreamless sleep.