Callie paced back and forth, gnawing on her thumb, she had long since bitten the nail down to a stub, and now set to work on the skin surrounding the torn nail. She stopped and looked at the gates that were just visible through the trees, shook her head, and continued her pacing. An impatient mew at her feet startled her from her thoughts, she glared at the black cat, who glared back.

"Well I can't just bloody well walk in there!"

The cat cocked its head to the side as if to say 'Why ever not?'

Callie groaned, slumping down to the ground, she seemed to be spending a lot of time on the ground now that she thought about it. She had no reason to question her choice, she should be happy to return, she had nothing holding her back. She quashed the images of Selena, Eric, Alexa, Alyssa, Keilly, Dakota, and Ben that swam in her mind. Pounding the ground with her fist, she jumped up, and striding out of the protection of the trees, she walked up to the iron gates, practically pulsing with magic, winding up she kicked the gate, smiling when they clang deafeningly. The iron bars morphed into a face-like image:

"Who dares try to enter?"

Callie looked up, smiling, knowing that they would be able to see her,

"I dare, you prats, let me in."

The gate-face frowned, its eyes narrowing,

"And why should we let you pass into our realm, we do not suffer traitors to pass."

Callie glared, clasping the bars,

"You will suffer me if you plan on living."

The gate seemed to nod, and melded back into its original shape. Callie stared down the long stone path, large trees on both sides, she couldn't even see the manor all the way down the road, but she knew it was a huge, dark stone palace. Stained glass windows making the hallways glow red. She knew the dark trees let almost no sunlight in, and that the everlasting forests teemed with unknown creatures.

Several cracks ripped her from her thoughts, and she stared at the cloaked and masked figures. Every eye was glaring at her, except one pair of striking blue, which gazed in disbelief.

"Well, are you going to stare at me all night or let me in to see his lordship?" The last word was said with a sneer, causing one of the death eaters to snarl,

"You will show respect to the dark lord!"

Callie rolled her eyes at the death eater, but cut off her retort, it wouldn't do well for her to aggravate them now.

"What are you doing here, you left our ranks long ago Callie, we do not forget."

Callie turned to the masked man;

"Quite the dramatics Lucius and just let me, I have business to attend to."

Lucius pulled off his mask, sneering at her.

"If you are to enter, you will do so wandless, and bound."

Callie rolled her eyes, but pulled out her wand from where she kept it, in between her breasts, tucked under the front of her bra. Some of the eyes widened behind the masks, but no one made a move to show their surprise.

"Right, bind me, and lets get going."

Lucius raised his pale eyebrow, but took out his wand and muttered 'Incarcerous' under his breath. Instead of the customary ropes flying from his wand, steel chains wound their way around Callie's lithe body. She raised one of her own eyebrows, but walked forward anyway, shuffling her feet in order to stay balanced. Lucuis laughed, and poked her with his wand, she tumbled to the ground, hitting her head. Black spots burst in front of her eyes, obscuring her vision. She tried to shake her head to clear it, only to have red drops fling into her eyes, her head must have cracked on the ground. Someone grabbed the end of the chain, and much to her discomfort, began to drag her down the long road like a freshly caught fish. Her body scraped along the stone road, small pebbles imbedding themselves in her skin, slicing it, dirt marred her pale skin, mixing with the small droplets of blood to create a mud like substance. She didn't protest though, biting her tongue to keep from cursing at all of them. It took them fifteen minutes to get to the manor, she didn't even spare it a look, she already knew what it looked like. She hissed when the person dragging her pulled her up the front steps, the rough stone adding to her cuts. She was then pulled through the entrance room, which was, thankfully, a wood floor. Her relief was short lived however, she realized she was not being pulled towards the chamber where the Dark Lord met all of his prisoners, instead, she was being dragged down a small, dusty corridor. They reached a set of stairs, and the death eater kicked her down them, she bit her lip, hard, to keep from screaming out.

She proceeded to be pulled, kicked, tugged, and thrown, all the way down to the dungeons, where the smell of blood, sickness, and death overwhelmed her senses. She caught glimpses of emaciated figures, lying of the straw floors, their blank eyes stared at her as she was dragged by, some looked pitying, and she felt a twang of guilt, if only they knew…

She was hauled into a stone chamber, crusted blood decorating the walls, straw was piled in the corner, a dent still in it from where the previous owner had slept. She cringed slightly when she heard the door slam behind her. She rolled over to the wall, the chains still binding her. It took her a couple minutes to get herself into a sitting position, which she realized was no good, now the chains were cutting into her flesh. She groaned, squeezed her eyes closed, and in one burst of strength, pushed herself up the wall, leaning against the stone in a semi-standing position.

She stood there, panting, her eyes squeezed close as the small cuts all over her body started to smart. She counted the seconds, knowing that she would need to know the time, it would keep her sane at least. She was at an hour, 17 minutes, and 23 seconds when she heard the soft pitter patter of paws, and then, to her utter astonishment, a small black body and large purple eyes rounded the corner, slipping through the bars of her cell. Midnight padded over to her, settling at her feet with a soft mew.

"Yeah well, this isn't exactly how a planned it either."

"Talking to yourself, it's one of the first signs of insanity, although personally, I always knew you weren't mentally stable."

Callie groaned, glaring at the dark, willing this to be some kind of sick dream,

"Go away Rudolphus, pester your wife, if you do a good enough job, she might even kill you, but I won't let my hopes get too high."

Rudolphus Lestrange chuckled, stepping up to the bars of her cell, curling his rough hands around the bars.

"Now now Callie, there's no need to be so harsh, I was merely coming down to check how your accommodations were, I see they are no different from what you must have been living in for the past couple of years."

Callie growled slightly, Rudolphus chuckled again, opening her barred door, and slipping in. He was opposite of his wife, His tanned skin seemed slightly worn, his bright green eyes glinting maliciously. He was tall, and built muscularly, and he probably wouldn't be un-attracted if he got a new personality and never opened his mouth.

"Did I mention how pretty you are, even covered in dirt and blood?"

Callie gave him a tight lipped smile, "Did I mention the kick in the groin you'll be getting if you touch me?"

Rudolphus smirked, "Yes, because you're really going to kick me when your legs are bound together."

Callie huffed, inching away from him, sliding along the wall,

"You want to know what I think?"

Callie gave a disbelieving laugh, "Why yes Rudolphus, it is actually my life ambition and utmost desire to hear your cry baby, whiny ass opinion."

Rudolphus sneered, "I think you like the way we chase you, I think you enjoy being the object of our attraction, I think you enjoy stringing us out, and one day, I'll be rewarded for my persuit."

Callie burst into laughter, even though with every amusement filled breath she took, her chains cut into her ribs.

"Oh yes Rudolphus, you've caught me, I am secretly harboring an undying, unrequited love for you and the other idiots that swarm this place, now, you, out of my cell!"

Rudolphus once again smirked and took another step towards her, she inched away again,

"You know once you come to your senses you'll realize how much you want me Callie."

Callie rolled her eyes, "Well, until that time, I'm pleading temporary insanity."

Rudolphus was now leaning against the wall by her side,

"We'll see Callie, we'll see." With that, he ran his hand down her cheek, she tried to bite it, and he strode out of her cell, she snorted with laughter,

"'We'll see'? That's it? That's your parting line, wow, you're becoming rusty with old age."

Rudolphus smiled again, and left her in her own dark cell, Midnight slunk out of the shadows where she had been hiding, and twined around her masters feet.

"You want to do something for me Midnight?"

The cat mewed in excitement.