"Alice!"

"Hello Marcy! Thank you for waking from that heavy sleep of yours! Also thank you for falling asleep in your uniform. That made it much easier to drag you, instead of loose-fitting night clothes. I suppose you would love to know why I have taken you out here?" Alice spoke with an evil glint in her eyes. Marcy nodded. "Well, you see when I finally thought I had Tom back I was shaken by the fact that he was wrapped around your finger. He stares at you, and follows you. He even gave you that necklace. I have trouble accepting this. Lets just say this will be my way of reminding you to stay away from him." Alice looked down at Mary, allowing her fingers to intertwine within her hair, pulling her head up. "Crucio!"

Marcy felt pain all over her body. It was like knives were stabbing her repeatedly. Her body twitched with pain. She squeezed her eyes shut, but that simply wasn't enough. She let out a loud scream and clawed at her chest. Alice then made the tip of her wand light up with an orange flame as it met Marcys skin. Alice burned her chest, arms and torso. She then kicked her repetitively in the ribs.

"Lets see if Tom is still attracted to that pretty face now." She sneered as the fiery, wand met Marcys temple.

….

Tom woke in the middle of the night and tip- toed to the girls dormitory. As he approached Marcys bed, it occurred to him that the four poster was completely vacant. He panicked for a moment and went back to his dorm where he put on clothes and grabbed his wand. He pressed his wand to the palm of his hand which revealed an image of Marcy. She was under the Crutiartus curse, and she was begging for death. Rage filled him and he stormed out of the Slytherin common room.

….

"Please- J-just, kill me." she begged trying to get a breath of air. Alice cackled at her plea. She stopped the torture and grabbed Marcys forearm. They made their way towards the lake, as Marcys arms were still bound, and her feet were completely limp. Alice dragged her down the dock, and Marcy realized what she was doing.

"Alice, I can't swim. I'll die" Alice stopped and looked at her.

"It wouldn't be a terrible loss. But do you think I am an idiot? What witch doesn't know how to swim?" once they were at the edge of the dock, Alice allowed Marcy to have movement of her feet. "Now Marcy, I won't let go of you, but you'll have to help yourself out of the water to get air.

"Alice I can't swim!" she screamed with anger as she kicked Alice in the rib. She lowered Marcy into the lake and held her head under the water. Marcy thought of the last time she was in this scenario. Of course the pond wasn't black, and it wasn't as if there were small water creature circling as there was right now. She thrashed her legs in a desperate feud to gain air. The cold water was painful and she could feel her air thinning. Alice let go and Marcy began to sink to the bottom. She thought of trying to swim upward, but what was the use? Death would be so simple. Death would be easy. She allowed the cold water to fill her lungs.

….

Tom pushed the two doors open leading him outside. He saw two figures on the dock looking into the water. They looked as if they were panicking and screaming at each other. He drew his wand as the two figures became closer.

"What did you do to her!" he wailed as they were only a few feet away from him.

"Tom!" Alice squealed, as her eyes widened. He struck her across the face, causing a large mark to form on her left cheek. He turned on the other figure.

"Malfoy, where is Marcy?" he spoke as his wand met Brutus' throat.

"In the lake…"