Another update although this chapter is a bit too short. BTW just thought i would make it clear that this story is set in 5th year Harry Potter books and yes you will see all the normal characters of the HP universe.

…Lately I just can't shake it
I count the days in seconds and minutes
Hours and hours are subtle as shards of glass
In the skin…

These bones
Are like maps and keys
Where they took their hits
And they felt those teeth
There's a story hidden
Underneath
If you dig in deep
Will you find relief?

For these bones
Shudder all night long
The hammer drops
Another scar
For these bones
But I know
They're only my second home…

Forgive my manner of speaking
I know it's quick, but the clock is still ticking
And I've got a few words left burning holes on my tongue
I've been saving them

These Bones by Dashboard Confessional

Chapter Three
Branded

A growling right next to my ear threw me very reluctantly from the depths of an uncomfortable, yet deep sleep. Bleary I looked up at Sirius who was standing over me, hackles up "What's up?" I mumbled sleepily.

"Get to your feet girl." I jumped in surprise and looked up to see two psychotic Emo- ah I mean Death Eaters standing over me. Both had stick- I mean wands pointed at Sirius and me.

I looked down blinking my eyes rapidly, my contacts (which covered for my bad eyesight) had dried out slightly (I'm not suppose to sleep in them). Sighing I made a terrible show of trying to get to my feet, as slowly as possible. I didn't even need to act this out, sleeping on a stone cold floor sure made you painfully stiff. The two Death Eaters seemed to be coated in muscle, muscle was everywhere covering them like a massive one piece suit, their small heads completely out of proportion compared to their bodies. Their eyes were small and set deep into their heads. A dull glimmer made me guess that these guys had the muscles of a gorilla and the brains to match.

My slow progress started to annoy the two and with a snarl of frustration one of the Death eaters grabbed my arm and jerked me up right. I grimaced as his grip dug deep into my arm and shoulder muscles.

"Thanks dude couldn't have done it with out you." I told him sweetly. The D.E. guy wasn't amused and showed it with another powerful cuff across my head. 'OW, OW, OW!' My head rang for a few seconds before I managed to get a grip on the pain; my headache, which had disappeared, started to come back in full force.

"Well someone woke up on the wrong side of bed this morning." I murmured under my breath. Unfortunately the oath heard me and again raised his hand. The other D.E. stopped him "let it go Goyle, our master will make her pay."

Goyle smiled then turned his attention to the dog at his feet, which was hung taunt against the chain. "Well if it isn't Little Sirius Black. I believe that our master will be wanting to see you later…" he left the sentence hanging an untold prediction of things to come. Sirius tried to leap at them but the two apes just laughed. Goyle stepped closer then swung a vicious kick catching Sirius right between the ribs.

I was shocked (yes I am one of those animal welfare freaks) "Oi buddy, if your so called "Dark Lord" wants to see me, don't you think we should hurry along" I furiously snarled at them "and not take your anger management problems out on a tied-up-chained-to-the-wall dog who has no ways of defending its self?"

This time I got a violent punch in the stomach that I managed to block partly by tensing my stomach muscles. It still would have knocked me down if not for the other Gorilla's grip as it was I felt like I would never be able to draw breathe into my lungs again.

By the time I regained my breathe and footing, we had already started moving and common sense quickly reasserted itself and I decided I would do better to just keep my mouth closed. I consoled my self by thinking 'Even monkeys are smarter than these guy's'. The thought was useless but at least it make me feel better.

The two D.E.s opened up the metal door and dragged me out. The corridor here wasn't much brighter from the cell but it was still bright enough that I had to blink a few times to be able to see clearly. As we walked, we passed more metal doors; I guessed these were the other cells that Mary had been talking about. I shivered, a cold draft raising goose bumps on my arms distractedly I wondered what season it was. 'Hmm…in Perth it had been late spring' I was surprised to remember'…and if what Mary said is true and this is the U.K. that means that it's around autumn…CRAP! IT'S GOING TO GET COLDER?'

I pulled my self out of those icy thoughts and concentrated on my surroundings…nothing had changed except for the lighting getting better. I was about to ask the D.E's how much longer this was going to take, if we could stop for a snack along the way (hey I was hungry, I couldn't remember the last time I had eaten...LITERALLY!), when a door opened to the side of me (seemingly by its self) and I was shoved inside.

The room was like the rest of this mansion or castle or whatever place we were in, cold, covered in stonewalls and offcourse very dark and gloomy. There were a few of what looked like torture implements and chains connected to the wall.

I'm sure for most people they would have been terrified and quivering in fear. Unfortunately I obviously had a twisted sense of humour. So on seeing the chains and other torture implements, instead of quivering with fear I started quivering with suppressed laughter 'Kinky!'

The other D.E guy smiled dimly at me, mistaking my shaking for fear. On seeing his smug smile I couldn't control my self any longer and burst out laughing.

Both of D.E's were seriously confused, "Crabbe, Goyle." Another mans voice rang out "I thought the whole point of bringing animals up here was to frighten them out of their wits…instead you bring me an idiotic Muggle who is near hysterical with laughter…the Dark Lord will not be pleased" The last part of this was whispered in a quiet threatening voice and out of the corner of my eye I noticed both Grabbe and Goyle, pale. Turning my attention away from them I concentrated on the voice. It sounded so familiar and after a few seconds thought I remembered. The voice was from the man's who had been in the clearing…what was his name…ah yes, Lucius.

"I think she might be crazy" announced Goyle, looking at me confused with a slight frown on his face, like he was thinking and it was unknown territory to him.
"Where's our master?" Grabbe asked, looking worriedly around, still slightly pale.
"The Dark Lord would not bother himself over a single Muggle, as it is I have the distasteful duty of initiating this one."

As I felt their arms loosen on me I realised this was my last chance, I slipped the rope bonds off (I had tied them loosely back around my arms before falling asleep) and pushed both baboons out of my way (it was like pushing brick walls and had no effect at all) fleeing for the still open door.

The two D.E.s Grabbe and Goyle where frozen in place (luckily since my push hadn't budged them) unable to react, their slow minds still trying desperately to comprehend that yes indeed I was escaping and they were meant to be stopping me.

Unfortunately Lucius was a great deal smarter than the two and with better reflexes. "Petrificus Tortalus" I heard him shout from behind me. Next thing I knew all my muscles and limbs were frozen, refusing to obey my brains desperate commands.

'Attempted to escape plan A)…a complete and utter disgrace. Note to self: For future escape plans be sure that no people who have IQ's over five are in vicinity.' I pulled my self out of my thoughts to notice Lucius yelling at Grabbe and Goyle, which made me feel slightly happier.

Grabbe and Goyle picked me up once again, making sure to cause me as much pain as possible. They carried me to the centre of the room where there was a platform-like-table but no legs and with chains lying on it. Hmm floating table…interesting.

I sighed inwardly with relief as I was released from the two Gorillas painful grip; however my relief was short lived as the chains wrapped around my arms and legs in an even tighter and more painful grip.

As soon as the chains had sealed their grip on me, the spell that had locked all my muscles loosened and I set to blinking very rapidly (you try not blinking for a minute and half!).

A clatter to my left made me turn and look in Lucius's direction. He drifted into my sight looking very smug. "Enjoying the accommodation?" he said politely with that same too sweet like honey voice.

"Hello Lucius, um I was thinking don't you think you should get a hair cut or something?" I inquired ignoring his sarcastic question. "Cause dude, long hair is defiantly not cool at the moment…unless of course you are trying out for a hair ad, but if so they might have to blur your face…unless of course it was a hair and pimple a-"

Lucius let me talk for a few seconds his face growing more and more stormy and then… "CRUCIO"

I screamed, oh fucking god, I screamed. It hurt, it hurt so much. I wanted it to end; I couldn't think it just encompassed me stifling me like someone had taken to shoving a million needles into me all at once, twisting them and shoving them deeper hitting every pain receptor in my body.

When it stopped my body was shaking with the occasional spasm. Tears, I realised vaguely, were running down my face and I couldn't help but utter a sob in a dried and cracked voice. My body was warm yet cold I felt the sweat coating my body but was shivering, feverish my eyes were tightly shut it was too much effort and too painful to open them.

"Crucio"

Again the pain, this numbing pain that seemed to stretch out the barriers of time itself, when would it stop? How much time had even passed? Minutes? Hours? Days? Yea-" abruptly it stopped and I lay there gasping, my body still spasming violently against the chains.

'God these people are so damn violent, learn to love dude'.

"LUCIUS!" A voice rang out coming from behind Lucius. The voice had shouted in a deep, biting voice. Lucius turned, his face betraying surprise. Unbelievably I found my self-staring at the source of the noise. A head, a floating head…in the middle of the fire place…

"Nott, what is it, I'm with a prisoner"

"Sorry lucius, problem has come up, "he" wants you down in HQ in ten"

"Very well, go! Let my quickly finish off here"

Lucius turned back to me and I was able to quickly see the head turn away and disappeared. I looked up at Lucius scowling, angrily. Dear lord I didn't want another round of that horrible pain but I couldn't seem to stop the anger that was building inside of me. Lucky for me Lucius seemed to be lost in thought staring at the opposite wall. I stared at him in fascination as emotions ran wild across his face, anger, confusion, hatred, sadness and lastly fear.

"What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?" I stupidly and angrily asked, before my brain could shut my mouth (I swear my brain can control everything in my body except my tongue, it has a life of its own.)

His face froze for a minute in shock then hardened and went expressionless "CRUCIO"

The pain hit me again; crap how the hell could it be so bad? I just wanted it to end, wanted anything to happen to stop the pain, 'Blacking out would be real nice sometime around about now' I thought somehow, through the pain. Strangely the pain wasn't as completely mind numbing, as if Lucius was to distracted to give the spell more power. Still I lay there panting brutally chiding myself 'you and your big fucking mouth and crap, smart arse comments'. I could barely control my body through the spasms that wracked it.

"You girl will learn your place, be it either the hard way or the easy way." I looked up into Lucius's eyes, my own eyes betraying me as they spilt over and tears leaked down my face.

"Now as much as I would love to stay and chat with you" he continued "I have better things to do, so I'll have to rush things" he waved his wand and the chains around me started to move. I screamed as the chains started to crush me, I could feel my bones creaking under the pressure.

Managing to get some type of control over the pain, which was particularly hard since my muscles were spasming and seizing up even while held by the chains. Finally I opened my eyes attempting to get my swimming vision to concentrate on Lucius.

Lucius was holding a long metal stick with a symbol at the end. 'It's like a branding iron, like the ones they use on the cows…luckily there isn't any fire lit and he's in a rush'. Feverishly I thought, or hoped rather. As I watched he lowered his wand to the end whispered some words, I started to feel a great deal of dread, the iron suddenly caught and flared, on fire. When the fire had died down the symbol at the end was glowing a merry cherry red. I didn't find it too merry 'SHIITTT it is a branding iron!'

Lucius approached "Now this should only hurt a lot" as he said 'lot' he brought the iron down upon my upturned right wrist. I screamed, it wasn't as bad as the Crucio thingy but the realisation that this was a physical pain and that the sickening scent that filled my nostrils was my own skin burning seemed to be so much more dramatic. The pain was incredible, I couldn't move and so I screamed. 'Black out damn you' I yelled at my brain, it ignored me; I guess it liked watching me suffer.

Finally the poker was realised, it hadn't been held against my skin for long, but the pain didn't fade at all when it was moved away. I was sobbing (so much for the tough-with-attitude impression I had been trying to give).

"Now girl you are property of the Dark Lord" as he leant down closer to me, I gathered as much saliva and blood in my mouth. Then did the single most stupidest thing I could ever think of doing, not that there was really any" I spat out bulk of blood that had started clotting into my mouth, straight into Lucius's hair.

His face went blank before his every feature sharpened with fury. 'Oh No. Don't tell me he worships his hair!' It was as if my brain was finally catching up with my actions as it quite loudly repeated how stupid I am. Lucius gave a

"You girl, are a very slow learner and so you shall learn the hard way and the humiliating way"

And once again he lowered the piping hot iron, this time right underneath my eye on the sensitive skin of my cheekbone. Thankfully, this time I blacked out.

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