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“ALICIA!” I heard Jamie’s shout from a distance and looked up. He was running up the side of the hill towards me. I used Crabbe’s lifeless body to try and stand. It didn’t work- my knees buckled and I fell again. “COME ON! MOVE! ALICIA- NO!” He froze as someone grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. I stared at Jamie as he stepped forwards, fear and anger on his face. I saw the wand out of the corner of my eye and started to fight against the hand wrapped in my long silver hair. As the Cruciatus Curse hit Jamie in the chest, I started screaming.

“JAMIE! NO! STOP IT! LET GO OF-” Something hit the back of my head- hard. Whoever had hold of me, let go and I fell sideways into the mud. My vision grew dark as Jamie scrambled to his feet, his mouth forming the words that I couldn’t hear. Then everything was black.

The next thing I knew, it was darker outside- I could see through the window opposite me- and I was under a large green and silver bed cover. I looked either side of me and felt suddenly sick- under the cover beside me, Draco Malfoy was asleep. I climbed out of the bed and looked at my reflection in the mirror under the window. A black ring circled my right eye. I frowned. Everything, the black eye; the cuts up my legs and arms, across my face; the bruises over my body- looked days old. I was only at the Burrow yesterday, wasn’t I? The blood that was dried across my face didn’t help the sickness thing. I glanced at my hair and groaned loudly. It was a sickly green and was matted with mud and blood. A movement behind made me scream.

“You’re awake?” Malfoy said as I jumped away from the bed and backed towards the wall. I forgot that I was just in my underwear. “I’m not going to hurt you” He said quietly, sitting up. I felt uneasy as I scanned through his thoughts. I couldn’t breathe as I hit the cold mirror.

“NO!” I shouted and he climbed out of the bed. “NO! You hate me!” He stepped forwards and I flattened myself against the mirror. My thoughts flickered to my unborn twins.

“I almost forgot you could do that… Read my mind…” I cringed as I heard them again. He turned away from me and pulled something up off the floor. I glanced at the door. “Here- get dressed” I didn’t catch the dress. It fell into a pile at my feet.

“You hate me! You tried to kill me! I HATE YOU!” I shouted, tears pooling in my eyes.

“I don’t think you do…” He muttered. Panic took over me. The door was too far away- I’d cornered myself- so, I started laughing.

“You’re crazy if you think that!” I said through my maniac laughter. I didn’t see where the idea came from but he kicked me in the chest. I was suddenly bent double from the pain, finding it hard to breathe. “What’s. The. Matter? Truth. Hurts?” I asked breathlessly.

“I don’t want to hurt you…” He said quietly and I started to laugh again. It was painful so I cut it off quickly.

“You. Don’t. Want. To. Hurt. Me? You. Already. Have!” I wished I could stand up straight but the pain was too much. “You. Took. My. Kids. Away. From. Me! You. Tried. To. Kill. Me!” I got another kick to my already bruised chest and fell to my knees, gasping.

“Enough!” He said angrily and I suddenly saw the seventeen year old Slytherin again. “I’ve had enough!” He strode over to me and grabbed my hair, pulling me to my feet. I was still struggling to take a breath. He snatched the dress of the floor and dragged me out of the room.


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