DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything to do with Harry Potter

DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything to do with Harry Potter

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Draco Malfoy's point of view

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Hour one

I can't remember what happened. Where am I? I can't move my body. I can't see. I'm slipping….somebody help me.

Hour two

The floor is so cold. It smells like something is rotted in here. It's so dark. I can taste blood. My body hurts too much to move. What is going on? Where is Harry?

Hour three

They hit me. They beat me until I couldn't feel the pain anymore. I can feel the blood all around me. Screams. Screams are everywhere. Are they coming from me? I can't tell. I can't feel anything. They're yelling at me, trying to get me to say something. I can't hear them. It's all just white noise. White, blinding, torturous noise.

Hour four

Silence. I'm alone. I can barely see my eyes are so swollen. I can see a mattress on the floor in the corner. I can only assume I'm in a jail or something. Fucking Ministry. I know what they want and I'm never going to give it to them. They can't make me admit what I didn't do just by brute force. Let them torture me all they want. I can stand it. Harry won't let them do this to me. He promised we'd stay together. He won't let me go to Azkaban.

Hour five

The pain is too much. I scream to try to lessen the fire scorching through me. It hurts so much. I can't take it anymore. I can feel each throb of the blood pumping through me. Each beat of my heart hurts more than the last. I can't keep going like this. I can't keep going. I can't get through this. Save me, Harry.

Hour six

Harry, where are you? Why don't they just let me die? Why can't they just kill me and get it over with? I need the pain to end. I need it to be over. I can't take it anymore!

Hour seven

I don't want to live anymore. Death, take me. End it. Please.

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