A/n: Zoran. I'll try my best. Hope you like this chapter as well.
Chapter3
I can't tell you what was worse. When Malfoy was there or when he was gone. When he was there I suffered every imaginable curse but when he wasn't there it was almost ten times worst. Every second he was gone I thought about what he would do when he came back. It was like I was being tortured all over again. I wished for death all the time. What else could I wish for when even sleep brings no comfort? Every time I closed my eyes I saw my family sitting down for dinner. I would run to my mother to hug her and to say sorry over and over again. But I could never touch her. Each time I put out my arms to grab her she'd disappear and I was left there with nothing but empty air.
I no longer knew how long I been down here. Time no longer mattered. Two days or two weeks. What did it matter? I was going to die down here. I knew that and had even accepted it. I just wish they would hurry up and get it over with. Waiting for death has to be worse then actually dieing. After all, once you die you don't feel anything else. I wonder if anyone is looking for me. Did anyone know I was missing? Or had the Ministry covered up my disappearance? It wouldn't surprise me if they had. Bloody heartless bastards.
The thing about being a prisoner is that you have
a lot of time to think. And let me tell you thinking about my life is
just depressing. I have no friends. No family though I admit that's
my fault. If I get out of here I think I'm going to get drunk and
stay that way. At least if I'm drunk I wont have to think about
what a prick I have been. I wont have to think about everything I
have missed since I left. Just complete bliss. But oh look Malfoy has
come to see me. How thoughtful of him.
" I have come to ask you
one more time to give up the information you are with holding."
"I
already told you I have nothing to withhold. I haven't talked to my
family in years!"
"Really, You expect us to believe a Weasley would just leave his family? We are not stupid!"
"Could have fooled me." Did I just say that? Either starvation has made me incredibly brave or incredibly stupid.
"THAT'S IT YOU INSOLENT FOOL!"
I go with incredibly stupid. My screams are torn from me as I am hit repeated with curses I don't even know. I think I'm going to die now. This is it. This is how it all ends.
The door burst open. I can't tell who it is. Clearly not a friend of Malfoy's has they are now fighting. But I can't stay awake any longer and I don't see how it ends.