I know, short chapter, but I need to apologize. I missed 2 days of uploading, I think. I wasn't at home! But I am now!

Thanks to all the reviewers! You guys have made me really happy :D

I don't want to sound rude, to you guys, but for the people who claim I am not following Harry Potter logic in my story or whatever, just, deal with it? I don't know, I haven't yet memorized every detail of every book, so it won't be perfect...

Okay, let's begin!

I do not own Harry Potter. That honor belongs to JKR.

"For those of you who were not present at our attack last night, the plan ended in failure," Voldemort growled, glaring at many of the Death eaters, who sunk in their seats. Nellie relaxed at hearing that. "The house Potter fleed to was surrounded in protective charms. But I'm not satisfied. I will kill anyone who steps in my way. Anyone."

As Nellie's seventeenth birthday approached, she found herself sitting alone, considering the fact that she was finally of age. Everyone was too busy, planning this and that on finding her brother. Nellie felt like a prisoner, unable to do as she pleased and stuck being places she didn't want to be.

Nellie hated everything. She couldn't sort out what was wrong from right. She didn't know whether or not to forgive her father, or what to do in general. Her head hurt from the confusion and indecisiveness that roamed about her mind.

The following weeks flew past without Nellie realizing what had happened. Receiving her letter regarding textbooks and other supplies for the school year, Nellie made her way to Diagon alley.

As Nellie strolled about the different stores, she found most people talking about little else than the Death of Professor Dumbledore. Nellie felt her heart ache as she would walk by, ignoring the sadness in the voice of anyone who mentioned his name. She hadn't considered it, being forced to work on plotting out the death, but losing the Headmaster hurt her greatly. He had been a great man and kind to all students of Hogwarts.

Finally satisfied with everything she had purchased, Nellie made her way home. Not saying a word to Severus, Nellie sat on her bed, charming her trunk to self-pack.

On the way to a death eater's meeting (which Nellie had begged to skip, unsuccessfully,) Nellie found Draco Malfoy standing next to Voldemort, a face of terror overtaking his contenance. In the center of the room, a man sat on his knees, tears bursting from his eyes, as he dare not look up.

"I asked you to intrude the wedding and capture Potter, nothing more, and you failed me." Voldemort's voice always gave chills down one's spine, but Nellie was quivering all over as she listened on. "You excuse for a Death Eater. You have no loyalty to me. It would be a waste for me to punish you, so I will allow Draco to do it for me."

Draco turned his head in shock. "W-what?"

"You heard me, Draco. Punish this man. The Cruciatus curse will do. After all, I believe you know well how it works," Voldemort smirked.

"I..I-"

"Use the curse on the vermin before you, or watch the curse be fired at you, Draco," Voldemort whispered, a hint of impatience in his voice.

"Cr-Cruci-"

"Draco, that won't do. You need to be firm."

"Crucio," Draco whispered, a tear falling on his cheek. Sparks protruded from the wand but little else.

"Draco, you are wasting my time. Shall I demonstrate the curse for you, on someone you care about?" Voldemort turned to Nellie, but turned away again to the Malfoys. "Your parents, perhaps?"

Hearing this, Draco snapped attentively. "CRUCIO!"

The man screamed as he flew in the air, each shriek sending painful memories of Nellie's own experience with the curse back to her. Shutting her eyes did little good, as Nellie could still hear the cries. When at last the clamour calmed down, Nellie opened her eyes slowly, to see the man on his knees, bawling and ignoring the puddle of tears that had so quickly formed about him. Seeing Voldemort walk away, Nellie felt relieved as she was able to go home and try to ignore the events that had happened within the day.

Again, I'm sorry for the short chapter. I have been busy, believe it or not.

My mind is going blank on this story, and while I have planned out the main points, I need to add filler things to make this actually seem like a story rather than an outline. And I don't have all these filler things. Yet.

I am probably forgetting a lot of stuff I wanted to mention, so I'll mention it next chapter? I dunno yet...

Myraah out.