Chapter 22: Punishment

"Going somewhere, Potter?"

I froze. My heart stopped. I turned around to see Voldemort who was looking furious. I didn't know what to say. I smiled nervously.

"N-Nowhere." I stuttered.

"Nowhere? Well to me it looks like you were going to run right out that door." Voldemort said. Voldemort walked over to me. He gripped my hair tightly, then leaned in my ear. "You have been a bad girl Lana. Do you know what happens to bad girls?" He asked me. I just stayed silent. Voldemort ran his fingers through my hair.

"Bad girls get punished. You deserve this punishment, Potter. Now come on." Voldemort said. Voldemort grabbed me by the arm and dragged me to the basement. With a wave of his wand, he lifted me up and then chained my hands to the ceiling. I was now suspended in mid-air. I am scared. Scared of what he was going to do to me again. Was he going to rape me? I hope not. I got nervous when Voldemort grabbed a small knife from his pocket.

I looked up at Voldemort with pleading eyes. This made Voldemort laugh.

"What? You think I am actually going to free you? You are nothing but bait, dear girl." Voldemort said. I whimpered when Voldemort cut open my shirt with the knife. My shirt fell to the floor. I cried out when Voldemort slashed the knife against the arm of my skin. He sliced me across the chest again with the knife. Voldemort sliced the knife again on the other side of my chest making an X shape on my chest that covered most of it.

I cried out in pain. Tears were falling freely to the floor. Dark red blood poured out of my fresh open wounds. The knife sliced clean across my stomach. I screamed when the knife sliced across my chest again.

I closed my eyes to try to block out the pain. I saw images of red, blue, white, black, peach, and gold. I recodnized those colors to be the colors of my family members. I said the names of my family members inside my head to distract myself.

Gwen

Miles

Margo

Jessica

Peter

Grandma

Grandpa

Hobie

Pavitr

Miguel

Uru

Ahadi

Mufasa

Nala

Sarafina

Simba

Kovu

Kiara

Scar

Harry

Ron

Hermione

Please. Anyone from my family, help me. I furiously tried to break the chains on my hands again but no luck. They were tight. Voldemort laughed again.

"Seems like someone hasn't learned their lesson yet. Guess we will have to take more extreme measures." Voldemort said. Voldemort put his knife back in his pocket. He went to the wall and grabbed a whip that was hanging from the wall. I got nervous when he came closer with the whip. I have been hit with the whip before so this is nothing new but those whips hurt like hell.

"Now Lana. I am going to hit you with the whip. I want you to count each one. If you mess up we will start over." Voldemort said. I screamed when Voldemort hit the whip across my back. He hit the whip a few more times. God it hurts.

"I suggest you start counting or there will be a whole lot more whips," Voldemort said. Voldemort whipped me across the back again. I gritted my teeth. Voldemort whips me again. This time I count because I do not want to be whipped anymore than I already have.

"1."

Voldemort laughs again. Another lash across my back. "2."

"I forgot to mention, there will be 60 whips," Voldemort said.

"60?!" I cried.

"Yep. So I advise you to not mess up." Voldemort said with a chuckle. Another hit across my back.

"3." Tears flowed freely down my face. Blood dripped on the ground. And another hit. Then another.

"58." Three down, two to go.

"59."

"60." I gasped for breath when the whipping was finally over. By the time we were finished, whip marks covered my whole back.

"Have you learned your lesson yet?" Voldemort asked me.

"No. You can try but you will never break me." I said, feeling braver than I felt. Voldemort just smirked. I hate the way he smirks at me.

"Then I guess we are going to have to try the wizarding method. Maybe that will teach you the lesson you need to know." Voldemort said. The wizarding method? What the hell was that? My question was soon answered when Voldemort raised his wand at me.

"Crucio!" Voldemort yelled. Pain spread through my body. It was pain that I have never felt before. It feels like millions of knives were stabbing my body. My head jerked back and forth. My body shook violently. When Voldemort released me from the spell I took a few moments to catch my breath. I thought he was finished but I was wrong.

"Crucio!" Voldemort yelled again. The pain happened again. It was painful, oh so painful. I screamed. Tears continued to stream down my face.

"Please stop!" I cried.

"I don't think so. This is what happens when bad girls like you misbehave. You broke one of my rules and now you will pay the price." Voldemort said. I shuttered. Those are almost the same words my husbands used when punishing me. Except this was worse than what my husbands did. Voldemort hit me with the spell again.

The pain was so intense, so all-consuming that I no longer knew where I was... White-hot knives were piercing every inch of my body. My head was surely going to burst if this torture continued. My screams filled the room. I was screaming more loudly than I have ever screamed in my life-

I closed my eyes again to try to block out the pain again. I imagined myself and my family.

*Flashback*

Today was the day I have been waiting for. The long-awaited Taylor Swift Reputation tour. And I was a part of it. I got my tickets then went inside the stadium. The stadium was crowded with Taylor Swift fans. I had my Taylor Swift T-shirt on and my wristband. I was ready to go. The stadium lights went out. Then Taylor Swift made her first appearance on stage. My mind was overwhelmed with emotions as she was singing.

I love her music. My favorite song she sang was Look What You Made Me Do. I sang every lyric to the song. My heart was pouring out with more emotion. When the song ended everyone clapped and cheered. I screamed at the top of my lungs.

"Taylor!" I screamed, hoping to get her attention. Taylor looked at me and smiled. She waved to me before singing her next song.

"Oh my God did you see that?! She noticed me!" I shouted to my family.

"Hey, Lana! Look over here! Smile." Gwen said. She snapped a picture of me in front of the stage. I had VIP passes so I was able to be close to the stage. When the concert was over I was able to meet Taylor. Taylor was very kind to me. She signed my T-shirt then I took a picture with her. Before we parted ways I gave her a hug. When we walked out of the concert venu, I had a huge smile on my face.

"That was the happiest I have seen you in a while Lana," Margo said.

"Yeah. Thank you for this, Margo. I loved every second of it." I said.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it. I love you." Margo said.

"I love you too," I said. Margo kissed me and I kissed back.

Tonight was the best night of my life.

When I opened my eyes again, I had hoped to be back at the concert. But reality hit me hard when I realized I was still being held captive. The torture curse continued stabbing throughout my body. The pain was so intense I felt like I was going to die. All I could do was scream. No matter how much I screamed, begged, and pleaded the pain continued.

"Had enough yet?" Voldemort said. I didn't respond. I ran out of energy to cry. The pain happened again. I don't know how much more I can take of this. Suddenly, the pain stopped. I took this moment to catch my breath.

"We can be done for now. Hopefully, this pain taught you a lesson. Never attempt to escape from me again." Voldemort said.

I just glared at him. "Go to hell. Asshole." I said through gritted teeth.

Voldemort growled. He gripped my chin tightly, forcing me to meet his gaze. "I suggest you shut your mouth Potter before you make me do something that I regret." Voldemort hissed. He released his grip on me. Voldemort released the chains from my arms. I landed roughly on the ground with a loud thud. He gripped my arm tightly and began dragging me up the stairs.

When Voldemort reached the main floor, I saw Lucius and a woman I had never seen before. She had long black curly hair and wore dark black robes. She had dark brown eyes. She seemed like a person you did not want to mess with.

"What happened My Lord?" Lucius asked.

"This girl here tried to escape," Voldemort said angrily. His grip on my arm tightened. I could feel the bruises forming already.

"Ooh! Let me punish her! I want to have some of my fun with her!" The girl shrieked.

"Not now Bellatrix. I have already dealt with her." Voldemort said. Bellatrix whined then sat back down. Voldemort spoke up again. "I want every door guarded. We can not allow her to escape again."

"Yes my Lord," Lucius said. Lucius and Bellatrix went to gather the Death Eaters. Voldemort dragged me up the stairs again and then threw me into the room where I was being held in. He chained my hands and my feet tightly to a chair.

"Stay there. Do not try to escape again." Voldemort said, his voice low. I said nothing, not wanting to provoke him. Voldemort left, slamming the door behind him. I heard the lock click which meant he had locked it. All hope was lost now. With my hands and feet chained tightly and the door locked, there was no meaning for escape now. Plus Death Eaters were surrounding the place which means it was impossible to escape.

I began to cry again. I miss my family so much.

Wherever they are I hope they hurry up because if I stay here any longer then I am for sure going to die.

A/N: Hey everyone here is the next chapter as promised! I will hopefully get the next chapter out soon by Wednesday at the latest. Wow, I can't believe I am already at chapter 22. I just wanted to say thank you everyone for bearing with me through this journey so far. Though it has been a difficult one I appreciate your patience. I hope you enjoyed reading this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it. As always reviews help me stay motivated to write so if you could leave a review I would really appreciate it. Signing off for today. Until next time, peace!

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