DRACO'S POV

I couldn't believe that Bella had done that to me. She was the one person who I had trusted and who I showed the real me to, and all I did was get hurt.

Life just wasn't fair. I really loved Bella, and it pained me that she had cheated on me with that Cullen guy. I always knew that I wasn't good enough for her and that she would leave me one day, but I always thought that she would do it in a nicer way.

I walked by a corridor and heard a loud commotion. I walked over and peered through a crack in the doorway. It looked like Edward and Pansy Parkinson were talking about something.

I pressed my ear against the door so I could hear what they were saying because I was curious of why they were together in a private room.

"Did it work?" Edward asked her.

My face crumpled in confusion. What was he talking about?

Pansy cackled her unpleasant laugh. "Yeah. Draco easily bought it."

Edward laughed along with her. "What an idiot. He actually believed that Bella would cheat on him. He didn't even suspect that I set him up."

My eyes widened in horror as I realized what he was talking about. I felt like someone had just punched me in the face. Bella was telling the truth. She never cheated on me and I said all of those horrible things to her.

I ran toward the Gryffindor Common Room, ready to beg Bella for forgiveness that I knew I didn't deserve.

I ran into Harry on the way there. "Where's Bella?" I demanded impatiently.

"She's gone," he said sadly.

I whipped my head around to stare at him, for the first time giving him all of my attention."What?" I asked sharply.

"She left to be trained by Dumbledore's friend. She might still be in his office," Harry explained, eyeing my expression suspiciously.

I didn't wait for him to question me, I just turned around and ran toward Dumbledore's office, still hanging onto a shred of hope.

I burst through the door and saw Bella stepping into the fireplace.

"No Bella don't!" I yelled, but I was too late. She was already gone. I sank to the floor and put my head in my hands.

"I'm guessing that you were the reason why Miss Snape wanted to leave early."

Turning around, I saw Dumbledore smiling at me sympathetically.

"She'll be back Monday and you can talk to her then."

I ignored him and rushed to the door.

When I reached the bottom of the stairs I sank to the floor and let the misery have me. What had I done? Bella was one of the best things that had ever happened to me and I had just ruined that.

I heard footsteps coming but I was filled with too much grief to care if anyone saw me like this.

"What happened to you?"

I looked up and saw Harry staring at me worriedly.

"Bella hates me," I whispered, wishing that this was all a dream and I would wake up to find me and Bella happily together, without any worries in the world.

"That's pretty hard to believe," Harry said, sitting down next to me. "Why is she mad?"

"I was told that she was cheating on me with Cullen and I was stupid enough to believe the lies. I said horrible things to her. When I finally realized that she was telling the truth, she had already left," I explained dejectedly, trying miserably to hide the pain that I felt.

Harry clenched his fists, trying to hold his anger in.

"I know you want to kill me," I stated miserably. "Go ahead. I don't deserve to live after all of the things that I said to her."

Harry's expression softened. "She'll forgive you. Just talk to her when she gets back and explain."

"How can you be so sure that she will forgive me?" I whispered.

Harry grinned. "I know my little sister."

"Thanks Harry, for everything."

"No problem," Harry said. "You make Bella really happy and I want that for her. She also brings out a much better side of you. You both need each other."

I nodded and we made our way back to the Great Hall.

BPOV

I panicked as all of the death eaters circled around me, closing in.

"Why are you here?" I asked, trying to keep the fear out of my voice.

"Well we were planning how to get to you, but you just made our job so much easier."

"What?"

"Dumbledore doesn't know that his friend who was supposed to be training you is currently a devoted servant of the Dark Lord," Bellatrix said.

I blacked out, the last thing I remembered was Bellatrix pointing her wand at me.

HOURS LATER

I woke up in a cold dungeon, strapped to a chair. My ankles and wrists hurt because the rope was tied so tightly.

Bellatrix opened the cell door. "Finally you're awake."

She pushed my chair out of the cell and up to a large room where several hooded figures stood.

"The Dark Lord should arrive soon," A cloaked figure said and Bellatrix nodded, never taking her cold, heartless eyes off of me.

"So Isabella the Dark Lord is coming here to finish you off. Are you afraid?"

I ignored her and stared at the wall. A hand collided with my face and I jerked back in pain.

"I said, are you afraid?" Bellatrix hissed menacingly.

"NO!" I shouted in her face.

"Wrong answer," she shouted back, pulling a knife out of her pocket. She opened it up and pressed it against my cheek, running it slowly across my face.

Blood trickled down my face and it took all of my power not to call out in agony.

"Anyone else want to hurt her before the Dark Lord arrives?" Bellatrix asked with a twisted smile on her face.

All of the death eaters stepped forward, their own ideas of torture swimming through their minds.

DRACO'S POV

The past two days passed by slowly. The empty seat next to me in potions haunted me and I couldn't get the image of Bella asking me to believe her out of my head. Monday night arrived and I waited in the Astronomy Tower. Today was the day that Bella was scheduled to come and I was nervous about confronting her.

I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and I whirled around only to be met with Harry's worried face.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"She hasn't come back yet. She should have arrived an hour ago. Dumbledore keeps trying to call his friend, but nobody answers," Harry explained.

"So nobody knows where she is or if she is alright?"

"No," Harry whispered.

"What did Dumbledore say? Is he going to search for her?"

"He didn't say anything," Harry replied miserably.

"Do you think she's alright?" I asked.

"I don't know," he said and walked away.

I sighed and looked up at the stars, thinking about the promise that Bella made to me. 'Nothing is going to happen to me, I promise. I'll always be there for you, I won't ever leave.'

Everything was perfect then and all I wanted was for Bella to be back in my arms, safe and happy. She had to be alright, she just had to be.

BPOV

Breathing heavily, I sat in the same chair, still tied down by ropes. Every part of me hurt and I yearned for Voldemort to arrive and just end the pain. I never wanted to die, but this was just too much for me to handle.

"Have you had enough?" Bellatrix asked.

"Yes," I choked out in a strained tone.

Bellatrix smiled. "Finally you seem to have learned some manners. The Dark Lord has been held up and won't be arriving for a couple more days so you get the pleasure of staying with us. I'm sure we have time to teach you some more manners."

I groaned and Bellatrix slapped me across my already bruised and beaten face.

"You may sleep, we are done with you for now."

I gratefully fell asleep thinking, Help me Draco!

NEXT DAY

I woke up the next morning feeling hope. I had to get out of here. I had to live for Snape, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Draco. They needed me and I couldn't leave them.

I formed a plan and waited for them to come and get me. A little while later Bellatrix came walking down with the same knife that they had used on me yesterday.

"Are you ready for another fun day?" She asked.

I ignored her and waited for her to step closer. When she did I kicked her and she dropped the knife. I caught it in my hand and sliced the ropes away.

Grabbing my wand away from her, I ran up the stairs, ignoring the pain.

I heard several shouts behind me as I ran for the door. I glanced back and saw Voldemort was one of those who was chasing after me.

I ran faster, desperately trying to escape.

"I'll kill you Isabella Snape!" Voldemort shouted after me. "I'll kill you no matter how many people I have to kill to get to you."

Trying to ignore him, I pushed myself further.

"If you don't come to me, I'll kill everyone I can get to before I get to you!"

Finally reaching the door, I flung it open and apparated as soon as I stepped outside the door, finally free of that torture.

DRACO'S POV

Two days had passed since Harry broke the news to me, and he hadn't heard anything since then. Dumbledore had no idea where she was and Snape looked angry and panicked every time that I saw him.

That night at dinner Dumbledore stood up and made an announcement. "I have some very tragic news," he declared. "Isabella Snape has gone missing, and we have no idea where she has been taken. I fear that death eaters must have taken her, but I desperately hope that that is not the case."

Dumbledore took a deep breath before continuing. "If any of you have any idea where she is please tell me or any of the teachers."

Everyone nodded their heads and looked around sadly.

Just then the doors burst open and there stood Bella, covered in blood and looking as if she had been beaten for days. Her eyes were filled with fear and she walked with a limp. There were several deep gashes all across her body, the deepest on her cheek, which was still bleeding. There were bruises all along her arms and legs and her skin was as pale as chalk.

I wanted to run to her, but I was glued to my seat with fear by the sight of her mangled body.

She winced with every step that she took, but determinedly continued on. She made her way up to the Staff Table and said to Dumbledore, "He's back and he wants to kill me." Saying those words must have been a great difficulty to her. As soon as those words came out of her mouth, she crumpled to the floor.