Almost two weeks had passed since I had come to Becky's and I was still unconscious. Well that was about to change...

I woke up screaming. I sat up in bed covered in cold sweat and screaming as though I was being tortured.

"Schyler!" Mitch cried grabbing my shoulders. "Schyler it's okay! You're okay!" Becky and Heather came in just as my screams subsided and I started to calm down.

"I'm sorry..." I whispered. "I was...I mean he was...I mean...where is he?" I looked around and realized that I was no longer in the basement.

"How...?"

"You came here almost two weeks ago," Becky said. "Remember? You ran away from Malfoy." I nodded.

"Yeah...I did..."

"What did he do to you?" Heather asked.

"There was spell...Lucius taught it to him. You set the tip of your wand against any part of a persons body and the bone there will break."

"Well that explains the broken bones," Mitch said.

"Told you it was a dark spell," Heather said. "I win! I get apples!"
"In the kitchen," Becky replied. Heather ran out and we could hear her laughing about getting apples. She came back with a big bowl of apples.

"So back to Malfoy," he said. "What're we going to do about him?"

"I could think of a few things..." Becky began.

"Guys...don't kill him..." I said. "I...I mean there's this code and..." I stopped talking and shook my head. Any excuse I had was useless. I was done defnding him.

"We'll do what we have to," Mitch said. I nodded and got of bed and reached for my wand.

"Um...before we try anything...I have to go back and get my wand."

"You can't go alone," Becky said.

"There's no other way. He put a spell up to keep you guys out. I have to go in alone."

"No," Mitch said but I backed away from them.

"I won't be long." I Apparated back to the manor.

I appeared in the basement. My wand was no where to be seen. I made my way up stairs. I didn't find it on any of the first four floors. The only place I hadn't looked was mine and Draco's room. I opened the door silently. Draco lay on our bed, fast asleep. My wand lay on the bedside table. I crept toward it.

"Midge," Becky's voice hissed. I jumped and turned around.

"What are you doing here!?"
"You're not the only one who can break through his spells," Mitch whispered. They all came in and Mitch looked down at Draco's sleeping form.

"I have just the punishment for him," he said quietly, drawing his wand. He held the tip over Draco and suddenly Draco began thrashing on the bed and screaming.

"N..." I began but Becky clamped a hand over my mouth and Heather held me still.

"You can't break Mitch's concentration," Becky said. Draco screamed and gripped the dark green sheets.

"No!" he screamed. "Stay back! Stay back!" Tears slid down my cheeks as I watched Draco. I wanted so badly to help him.

Finally, Mitch stopped and stepped back.

"Draco!" I cried as the girls let go of me. I ran to him. He was breathing but he was pale and he looked as though all the energy had been drained from him.

"Draco baby," I said brushing my fingertips across he cheek. "I couldn't help you. It's your turn to be punished." I picked up my wand and we left my husband lying unconscious on the bed.

"What did you do to him?" I asked as we walked downstairs.

"Put him through the worst mental tourture I could think of."

"We're not done yet," Becky said. "You just wait."