Draco came into the bedroom just as I finished braiding my hair.
"My parents should be here any minute," he said.
"Why are they coming over this late?" I asked. "We already had dinner." It was almost nine o' clock at night.
"They wanted to visit." I couldn't believe that Lucius would want to have anything to do with me unless it involved teaching Draco new ways to hurt me. One of the house elves walked in and announced that Draco's parents had arrived. Draco and I walked down to the front hall to greet them.
"Hello Father," Draco said. "Hello Mother."
"Draco dear," Narcissa said hugging her son. I stepped forward once Draco had stepped away from his mother.
"Hello Mr. Malfoy," I said. "Mrs. Malfoy."
"You know you can call us Mother and Father if you would like," Narcissa. "Or just Lucius and Narcissa." I nodded.
"Narcissa why don't you and Schyler go sit in the parlor while Draco and I talk?" Lucius asked even though his tone was less asking and more ordering.
"Of course," Narcissa said. "Come Schyler dear." As I walked past Draco he caught my hand and gave it a small squeeze. I smiled at him and then Narcissa and I walked into the parlor.
"You know Schyler," she said as we sat down. "I wouldn't mind if you called me Nissy. You don't have to call me Narcissa. Although it would be a good idea whenever Lucius is around."
"Does he even like me?" I asked as an elf brought us some tea.
"Why do you think he doesn't?"
"Well he just...he helped Draco beat me up one time..." Narcissa laughed.
"Schyler that's in the Malfoy Code. The wife must obey her husband. If she doesn't then he can punish her as he sees fit. Lucius was only helping Draco because he didn't know if Draco would be able to do it himslef."
"Oh he's..." I began but stopped."I mean...I get it." I didn't but what else was I supposed to say!? That code is stupid!
Narcissa and I talked for a long time. Around midnight Lucius and Draco walked into the parlor.
"Schyler come with us," Lucius ordered. I nodded and followed the two of them down to the basement. I figured that this was coming.
"What did I do now?" I asked. I was tired to getting beat up all the time and I just wanted them to get it over with.
"I'm bored," Draco replied. "Father says he has a new spell to teach me." I pulled my wand from my pocket and handed it over to Draco. There was no point in trying to use it. They would just take it away from me so why bother? Lucius pointed his wand at me.
"At least you learned not to try to fight us." I glared at him.
"Have I told you how very much I hate you?" I asked. I may not have had my wand but I could still get an attitude with him!
"Did I tell you to speak?" he asked.
"Go to hell," I snapped. Suddenly, Draco tackled me and pinned me down.
"Do you want him to kill you?" he hissed.
"I don't care what either of you do," I hissed back. "Just get on with it." Draco got up and walked away.
"She doesn't care what we do," he said to his father. Lucius smirked and hit me so hard that I hit the wall and slumped to the floor.
"Now Draco this is a very simple spell. Just set the tip of your wand against any part of her body and the bone there will break." He set the tip of his wand against my wrist and I screamed as the bone snapped.
"There are only three places you can not use this on," he said turning to Draco as I sat on the floor crying. "The spine, the neck, and the skull. Not unless you want to kill her that is." Draco nodded. He stepped up to me and placed his wand against forearm. I screamed again. Draco laughed and continued up my arm. Next, after breaking every bone in my right arm, he moved on to my left. From there he broke my ribs one at a time. After a while though, this new spell bored him so he used his favorite spell, the Curciatus Curse. My screams echoed through the room but Draco didn't stop there. He moved on to using that whipping spell he loved so much. I blacked out for some of it so he revived me, healed me, and started all over again. After several hours of this I had had enough. I forced myself to my feet even though my right arm was broken as were the ribs on my right side. Lucius, who was leaning against a wall looked at me.
"What are you doing?" he demanded.
"Getting the fuck out of here," I replied. Before either of them could stop me I bolted up the stairs and out of the manor. I didn't care that I didn't have my wand. I was getting out of there. I would get it back later.
I made it into the forest and kept running. If I stopped to rest I knew Draco and Lucius would catch me. I made it to the edge of our property and kept running, even though there was the spell that kept me from leaving. I felt a strong gust of wind blast my hair away from my face.
I'm leaving. I don't care about that damn spell! The barrier formed by spell rippled and vanished. I ran from the forest and finally stopped. I closed my eyes and with a soft crack I Apparated to Becky's manor.