Okay so I'm not the best at this and I don't know if this chapter is a trigger warning but um... If you've been tortured before don't read this chapter. I'm not sure how well I'll be able to write this chapter because I'm not the best at this but we'll see how well my imagination wanders. This is going to be really hard to write, I hope you'll bear with me if I forget some grammar along the way while trying to focus on describing everything realistically.

"Alright! This should be fun! I'll let the girl choose first! Which torture device would you like to go on first?"

Harry immediately stepped in front of Ginny and said, "No! I'll go first." Ginny was horrified and tried to tell him to let her go first but he wouldn't listen.

"Oh, how about you lovebirds go together!" She then picked them up by the scruffs of their necks and laid them each on a metal table.

The tables immediately cuffed their wrists, ankles, and waists as soon as they were laid down on the tables. Harry tested how tight it was and found no possible way of wriggling out of it.

To his horror, Hermione and Ron were brought into the room by another death eater with a differently painted mask. The same one that used the cruciatis curse on him earlier.

They were placed in chairs that cuffed their wrists and ankles upon being placed. The death eater that brought Harry and Ginny angled the tables to face Ron and Hermione.

"See now? Now we have your little friends to watch! How fun!" She laughed sadistically and left to find some torture devices, no doubt. Hermione was pale and Ron was even paler.

Suddenly Ginny started yelling at Harry, "I TOLD YOU I COULD GO FIRST! YOU'RE ALREADY HURT HARRY! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING TRYING TO PROTECT ME? WE'RE BOTH GOING TO BE TORTURED ANYWAYS AT LEAST YOU'D BE GIVEN A LITTLE MORE TIME TO HEAL!"

She was livid. Harry knew that eventually, the Weasleys would come. He just had to keep Ginny safe until then. He didn't care what happened to him as long as his friends were safe.

He looked back at his friends. They had been with him from the very first day of Hogwarts. They had had his back through everything. He dearly hoped that Mr. Weasley would find them before the death eaters got a hold of Ginny and Rona nd Hermione.

He knew there was no chance of saving himself but there was hope for the rest of them. The death eater came back with a cart full of different assortments of knives, potions, and other tools he had never seen before.

He braced himself for the pain that was to come. He looked over at Ginny and saw that she was looking at him in fear. He desperately wanted to comfort her but he couldn't move.

The death eater picked up the first tool and began.

She picked up what looked like a dagger but the blade was glowing. He realized why it was glowing as soon as she cut him with it.

It hurt worse than the cruciatis curse. He screamed. There was no way to describe it. It was scalding hot.

The reason the knife was glowing was because it was made to cut metal. It hurt worse than anything he had ever felt in his life.

He screamed louder than he had ever screamed in his life. Then the pain stopped. He looked over at the death eater to see her laughing with glee.

"I have a very useful potion that can heal you fast enough so I can keep torturing you without worrying about you dying from blood loss. It leaves scars though."

He looked over at his arm and grimaced. She was right. There was a scar. He was sure he would look like Mad-Eye-Moody when all of this was over with.

He looked over at Ginny and realized that he really had to do what ever he could to keep her from having scars ruin her beautiful face or her beautiful body. He couldn't let them ruin her.

The death eater pulled out a different instrument. He had never seen it before.

"This, she pointed at the instrument, is something muggle doctors use, they use it to rip their skin open during a torture session called surgery."

Hermione gasped and Ron turned, if possible, even paler. Ginny looked at the death eater with hatred. Harry gulped.