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sarahmichellegellerfan1: Thanks for your review! And I think so around 10 chapters? Georgina has to escape first and then process that whole thing!

blackbelle: Thanks! And yes I want a beta reader but all the people I wrote to never answered me. Are you offering? ;) The problem momentarily is that I learn a new language (swedish) and grammar is just not my strenght! I know that I have lots of mistakes and I know that it is hard to read sometimes but I hope that soon someone will help me. I will definitely go through this whole story again and correct it but I thought it would be better if I just write it now and update instead of waiting so long for an update.

AthenaB: Great! I tried to make it as exiting as possible!

xarmaqni: I can't read more than a few in a week! It is just so predictable! I actually blushed as I read your review! I think every writer wants that the readers can't guess what's happening in the end. I really tried to write something different and I am so happy that you like it! As long as I have one faithfull reader will I write this story to the end. Thank you again this really get's my creative flow flowing! :D

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Rewritten

Chapter 19: Stupid Counting

845, 846, 847… Counting the tiles on the floor was not exactly my favourite activity. I already counted the ceiling tiles, the cracks on the floor and the cracks on the wall would be next. The hours were getting dragged out like an old gum. Nobody had visit me since I was locked in this cell. The cell was a room with three brick walls and one side was just iron bars standing next to each other with a door in the middle. Nothing was in this cell. It was bare not even a chair or something. And it was small too. I could go five steps along the bars and four at one of the walls. That was what I did first. Just pacing the walls. Five steps, turning right, four steps, turning right, five steps, turning right, four steps, turning around, walking back. After seeing that that would bring nothing, I sat down in the middle of the room and started counting the iron bars, then the ceiling, and now I was counting the tiles on the floor. I didn't know why I was here and who these people were but I had a great dislike for them. Not really good hosts. Pf, they weren't even saying their names. I mean they know mine why not saying theirs? Coming to the end that there were 1073 tiles on the floor I lay back on the cold stones. The question is of course why. Then I wanted an answer as to how I was being kidnapped and from whom. Sighing I closed my eyes and let my ears trying to catch a sound. There was just the dripping of water that came from the one corner in my new home. Then suddenly there were footsteps. They were far away but came nearer quickly. I stayed laying on the floor and waited. The door was opened with a squeak and I was hauled to my feet.

"The Master wants to see you!" The man was not the same who brought me down here. His grip on my arm really hurt but I stayed quiet. I didn't really had a choice, did I? The trip back up to the living souls was fast. And just after five minutes we were in front of the doors that I was shoved through the first time. The door opened and again there was the person sitting on the throne.

"Ah my guest! I hope your room is to your wishes?" I rolled my eyes and glared at the person in the shadows. It only chuckled.

"Yeah, I heard of this temper of yours. I hope you will behave yourself?" If you do the same?

"You are probably wondering what is going on." No shit Sherlock. I heard Rose saying this often and she said this was something her mother would say often to her father. Something about a detective and that it was obvious or so. A Muggle thing.

"We brought you here because we heard of your 'situation'. Now before you are jumping to conclusion, we do have a hand in your speaking problem. You see 15 years ago a girl was born with a special ability. She could see the future. And so a dear friend of mine who works at the place where the child was born killed her mother so he could take her with him. But unfortunately the father came in. He saw his dead wife and the happy child in the arms of the healer. He took the child from him and looked sadly at it. My friend put a charm on him so that he could get the child. It was a really strong repulsing charm. But the spell had an interesting result. The father may hated the child but he couldn't give her away. There was something about her that he couldn't let go. My friend put one little charm on her before she left the Hospital. If the little girl would feel too much emotion (especially love) then she would lose the ability to speak. So he took her home and this poor little child was being outcast by her own family. I don't want to disrespect you in thinking you didn't catch on. We just brought back what is ours." My body was frozen. They… they… KILLED MY MOTHER! I could feel that my veins were on fire. They are going to pay.

"So we just want you to watch in our future and help us getting rid of the mudbloods and halfbloods. The Dark Lord had good starters but this time we will win because we have our own little seer in our middle. Isn't this just great?" I nearly exploded. This persons expected me to help them destroying everything my friends' parents fought for? Not with me.

"Just this talking problem… But my best Healer is on that. Aren't you, Knight?" My expression didn't slip as I saw the Healer coming in. I knew there was more than to see at him. I growled at him without sound and he just smirks at me. So all the act to know what was going on was just so he could see if I had the seeing power. He lied to my father and my brother and because they didn't really care they just let me alone with a Healer they know nothing about. Great, just fabulous! I am stuck with crazy persons in a manor I don't know where it is. My brother won't visit me and I was two months until it was Christmas holidays where the others wanted to visit me. My disappearance would not be noticed until then and I bet on it that they said I was too dangerous for the others or that I was so sick I would be just stressed out. Isn't this just great?

"I see you know what is going on. You are a really clever girl my child! I do hope that you are going to help us! We would be so pleased." This 'Master' didn't even give me his or her name! I knew two names and that was 'Healer Knight' and Flint. I think there was a Slytherin seventh year with the name Flint but I wasn't too sure. As if reading my thoughts the person talked again.

"Oh how impolite from me! I didn't even introduced myself!" The person cried.

"I am Veronica Crabbe. Now bring her back to her area." And with that this vile creature giggled slightly and I was grabbed again. I wasn't a ragdoll damn it!