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Chapter 20: The Life of a Prisoner

I was again in the little cell and this time for days. I couldn't remember how long I was in here. Two times a day one of the guards would come and give me my food which was bread and warm water. Not something you would get strong from. But that didn't hinder me in getting my body in shape. When I was sure there was nobody coming I would do push ups and sit ups. If I want to be free I couldn't be a weakling. So I ran the little rounds what felt like hours and kept my mind clear. After I got my dinner which was soup and bread I would meditate. I would clear my mind and just think of my fanily. It helped me relax and I could fall asleep for a few hours. Thanks to my clock I knew what the time was and I couldn't be happier that I had something to remind me at the boys. I missed them so much. And Fluffy, Lily, Scor, Roxie, Rosie. Even little prefect Lucy was I thinking of. There were footsteps coming from the entrance and I looked at my clock to see it was nowhere near my meal times. A bulky man opened the door and sneered down at me.

"Come on little girl. You are needed." My arm was grabbed again and the man pulled me through corridors that were now familiar to me. God I love my brain sometimes. That would be well needed when I would break out. Veronica Crabbe sat on her throne and looked up as we came in.

"Oh my dear child! You could make it, how nice." Why does she play this act? Everybody knew I didn't want to be here.

"Well I found out how you can talk again! Aren't these great news? Flint give her the potion Knight made." The man who had my arm in a vice grip pulled my chin down and purred the disgusting potion in my mouth. I tried very hard not to swallow but he hold my nose close and eventually I had to drink it. I felt something warm going through my body and I shuddered as it went away and left me cold again.

"Well, don't you want to talk my dear?" Seriously they have to stop calling me dear! And I won't say a word to that little bitch.

"Oh how sweet. She thinks she has decision in this!" She stood up and walked towards me. She was like a cat catching a mouse. Her stature was tall and slender, her long, sleek brown hair went to her waist and she was actually beautiful. She leaned down to me and looked directly in my eyes.

"If you don't talk out of your own will, I will have to force you. And I don't want this. Not to such a pretty little lady." She patted my cheek and turned around again.

"So, why don't you say something?" She was at her chair again but this time it was illuminated. I stared at her and still didn't utter a sound.

"Oh, I really didn't want to do this." And with that she raised her wand.

"Crucio" Her voice was emotionless and cold. As the curse hit me it felt like my whole body was on fire. I fell on the floor and screamed. I couldn't hear anything, just feel the pain that was everywhere. Never have I felt that pain. Suddenly it stopped and I heard angry voices around me but I couldn't stay awake and the blackness welcomed me as if I was an old friend.

I woke up with my body still on fire. I couldn't feel my fingers or feet. I slowly opened my eyes and tried to get my body to work. Finally the feeling came back and I could sit. Looking around I saw that I was in the cell they had thrown me before. There was no escape. I just had the chance to get myself together as a guard came. Again I was brought to the boss and she just said there grinning.

"Well I see you recovered. But I am very angry at you for not saying a word. Did the potion not work?" Did that mean they didn't hear me scream? That was good right? As long as they couldn't bring me to talk I was save.

"You will just have to write your visions down." Damn, that was that with my plan. And the problem was I didn't have any visions. Never did I have any. As long as I could remember I only felt if something bad would happen. Veronica turned to a person on the right of her.

"Knight! I want you to try more! I want this girl to speak. Would you be so kind?" The Healer nodded and ran out of the door.

"And now to you." And she turned back to me.

"Now my little child. I want you to write all the visions down you ever had. And of course if you refuse I will have to use this useful little curse again. Which would be a bad thing, wouldn't it? My dear little darling." I crushed my teeth together and had to hold myself back. I would like to just jump her and claw that little smirk on her face. I was dragged to another little room with a couch in it and before it a little table. On the table was parchment and quills. The guard shoved me on the couch and stood at the door, looking at me. After five minutes of doing nothing the guard became anxious.

"Come on little tramp. Just have a vision and write it down." Did he just think they would come because I said so? I didn't have any to begin with and I knew that they would came from alone. But just sitting her would bring nothing. So I pretended to have a vision and as I 'came' back I quickly wrote something down on the paper and gave it the guard. He didn't even look at it just brought us back to the Git-with-creepy-white-teeth. She smiled at us and read the bit I wrote. Her eyes got darker with the second and she snarled at me and the guard.

"Can you not read? This girl just wrote rubbish." And she cleared her throat and began reading my little note for her.

"Dear Git, I am sorry to say that I don't have vision. Never have and never will. I think you caught the wrong girl. So if you would be so kind to just bring me back to Hogwarts I would be in your debt. But you probably wouldn't so just to get this out of my mind: GET THE STICK OUT OF YOUR BLOODY ARSE AND COME DOWN FROM WHICHEVER TRIP YOU ARE. Thank you sincerely The-girl-without-visions-who-got-imprisoned-without-reason. Oh and FUCK YOU!"

All of her followers looked at me astounded and then I was hit by the same curse from before. It was even worse and soon I blacked out again. But before just one thought came in my mind. This was the best thing I've ever did. Even if the punishment was hard.

This was my normal day for weeks. I would get woken up by guard kicking me and giving me a slit of bread and water before taking me to the room. There I would sit doing nothing until Veronica become fed up and cursing me. The curse wasn't so bad anymore and it seems that my unicorn blood would heal me faster now. That was one of the lucky things. Nobody knew I was a unicorn. If they did everything would be a lot harder. The curses couldn't make me unconscious anymore but that meant she would just do it longer. I now could hold out for more than 10 minutes. But it wasn't nice at all. I never want to experience it again but every day, the day would end with cursing. After a while I really tried to see something but nothing worked. And so I would be thrown in my cell in the evening and wait to be woken up again. One day was different. The guard kicked me as usual in the side but didn't brought me to the little room. Instead I was again face to face to the little slag. It turns out Healer Knight got the Potion finally right and I could speak again. Of course I blatantly refused and that got me 15 minutes under the Cruciatus. And the first time I could hear my voice again. I was screaming after 5 minutes and knew that it was now harder to disrespect her. After the torture I was brought to the room again and sat at the couch for hours. My guard became lazy and started playing with his wand. That was a chance I was waiting for. Today would be the last day that there would be paper on the table and I need it. So at one moment where the guard had dropped his wand and it rolled down under one of the shelves, I hastily packed all the parchment except one, the quill and the ink in my clothes. I was so thin that they hung down at me and gave extra space for the smuggled goods. The cursing fell out this day and I was just put back in my little cell. I had found a little lose stone just wide and deep enough to put my new possessions in it. I laid on my back and stared up to the ceiling. Taking deep breath I slowed my heartbeat and closed the eyes. I imagined an unicorn and saw it directly in front of me. The silver, white fur, the long mane and of course the horn. Feeling calm. I fell asleep.