Cassie and Lyssa Alternitive ending one for Alternitive ending Four.

Lyssa pushed me roughly up the stairs and bound me back into the chair, tighter the before, I could barely move in the chair earlier now I couldn't budge an inch. I cursed under my breath. What I couldn't quite comprhend is that Lyssa was technecly the dark Lord or well Lady, I was older then her, just by about month. I whimpered slightly. I missed my freind, the one who actually gave a freaking damn about me. For the first time in years I started to cry.

I went back to my room and sat on my bed glaring at the wall in front of me. I really hated her. She just thought she knew every damn thing in the world and could lecture anyone any time she felt like it. I didn't want, nor did I need people telling me what I should or shouldn't do or act like. It was taking all the willpower I had not to go back in there and just fucking kill her. She was lucky I had convinced myself a long time ago I wasn't a killer, and I wasn't going to let her make me become one. Growling in frustration I pulled my wand back out and waved it, shattering the glass of a picture frame on the wall.

I was giving myself a headache from crying but everytime I tried to stop it something else started it again. What had happened to us? We'd used to be closer then anything, I sighed hiccuped and wished I could wipe my eyes. Stupid dark arts, they caused a rift in just about everything. My head was throbbing which added another thing to my imaginary list of annoyances. The magical binding was digging into my skin, I tried to budge over and move the preasure somewhere else to no avail.

I glared passed the shattered glass to the picture behind it. A picture of us from back the first summer she had stayed here, back just before fourth year. With another wave of my wand I sent it across the room to break in a corner, the wooden frame splintering and the glass falling over the carpet. Seething still, I laid back on my bed, and rested my arms behind my head closing my eyes. Maybe sleeping would help calm me down so that I wasn't willing to kill the next living thing that came into my line of sight just from sheer anger.

Exhusted from the little but the enormity of the day I finally feel asleep, my head throbbling dully. I dremt of before this year, before everything had been turned upside down, before everything got mixed up. When Hogwarts had been a safehold not a place to run away from. The dream seemed to replay the year so far and I woke up drenched is sweet (which let me tell you is not nicewhen stuck to a bleeding chair).

When I woke up, I wasn't in any better a mood than when I had gone to sleep. I sat up with a scowl and noticed I was hungry, breakfast having turned into a fiasco. I looked out my open curtains and saw that it was late afternoon now. Making a noise of disdain I got up and went down to the kitchen for food after which I went back to my room, sitting cross legged on my bed.

I made a face when I noticed my head was still throbbing painfully, I wondered what time it was, what day it was even. You lost track of these things when you were being help captive. I streached my foot as it was the only thing that I could actually move right now.

Over the next couple of days I avoided the sitting room where she was. I just went on, getting into a slightly normal, but still somewhat sporatic routine. I hadn't even had more than a passing thought about Cassie more than a couple times, once having calmed down finally, and that was only when I had to go passed the room.

The next few days went by extreamly slowly, my head never stopped throbbing,I was freaking starving (as I really hadn't eaten much before Lyssa had completly spazzed) I hadn't seen Lyssa since then either, she was neglecting coming into the room all together. I wondered if anyone else was in the house, wasn't Lyssa now the dark Lord? Where were all the freaking Death Eaters? I pulled on the binds, they wouldn't budge, not that I expected them to, they had been magicaly bound not just tied.

On the third day after my outburst I finally got fed up with dealing with the Deater Eaters around the Manor and decided to go and see just how Cassie was doing. I walked to the room and opened the door. In the light that was coming from the hall and into the room I could just see her. Her head was hanging down, and I wondered briefly if she was sleeping or if she just didn't have the energy to lift it up from not having eaten anything in three days, if not longer than that, since the few bites that one morning couldn't count as eating really. I walked into the room, leaving the door open so I wouldn't have to bother with opening the curtains or lighting the candles and sat in my chair looking at her in silence. Her eyes were open I noticed, so it was the second thought and not the first.

I was constantly feeling nasues, probably from lack of sleep, food and water, they were not the best three things in the world to mix. My head still throbbing stopped my from getting a nice nights sleep. Stupid freaking Death Eater. I growled to myself, she was still more a Death Eater then a dark lord to me. I couldn't see how in the world she could be so cruel, I would never have put her through this, even when she was being held Captive. I noticed vaguley that someone had come into the room probably Lyssa, I couldn't exactly concerntrat right now.

"You look absolutely pitiful," I noted vaguely. "Hrm...I probably should make sure you don't die on me. I suppose the saying 'a human cannot live three minutes without air, three days without water, or three weeks without food' comes into play here. And as it's been three days you're no doubt needing water. So shall I?"

The first thought that crossed my mind was. Water. The second was, Three weeks?! And third. Effing Git. I wished I could punch her in the face, or in the gut, or kick her in the leg, well the third one would have been possible if I wasn't so freaking exhusted.

I used my wand to summon a glass and fill it with water, since she wasn't likely to say anything, I doubt she even could due to the lack of the aforementioned necessity. Lightly, with my non-wand hand, I gripped her chin and lifted her head. Then I used my wand to levitate the still suspended in mid-air glass to her lips, tilting the glass also with the wand.

The water was nice, it was cool it also felt funny hitting my empty stomache. You seemed to take a lot less for granted when you had to live without something for a period of time, I finished the water and wondered if Lyssa was going to do anything or just walk out of the room or just sit there and watch me suffer. Water was weird, it felt weird, it tasted weird and all in all it was weird. I would have shaken my head at myself (if it was possible to move my head) I was acting oddly, dehydration did that to you I suppose.

I made sure she drank it slow enough, or else it would make her sick, and that would be pleasant for neither of us. Once all of the water was gone, I removed the glass and vanished it. Then making a face I released her chin. "I don't suppose you could tell me the last time you ate anything, but it would be a shame if you did die from lack of, so perhaps you should try."

"I have no freaking clue," I muttered closing my eyes slightly as the light in the room danced brightly. Truth be told I didn't. I had no clue how long I'd been here, no clue how long before that I'd been away from Shell Cottage cause that would have been the last time I'd eaten. Merlin it seemed like years ago.

"Well that's not helpful," I said, frowning. "Well I suppose I should make sure it hasn't been too long, so today can count as day one." Then I snapped my fingers for a house elf to appear. With a crack one did so. I told it to get soup, since really she couldn't be expected to eat herself, and with soup all I really had to do was lifted a bowl with my wand, no big actions needed. The elf came back, and I did just what I had thought to do when I told it what to get.

I smiled ever so slightly once I'd eaten, I was feeling better now maybe after sleeping I'd feel more like my fighting self then a half dead person. I rested my head back and actually wondered if I wasn't going to get food for another three weeks or water for another three days. I wasn't sure if Lyssa was just being Dramatic or if she actually meant it.

"Feeling better?" I asked raising my eyebrow at her once she was done with the soup. The house elf came back and left with the bowl. I leaned back in my chair a bit, stretching.

"Hmm..." I murmered suddenly extreamly sleepy. I closed my eyes, having been fed and watered it was easy to imagine that I wasn't captive, well apart from the magical bounding binding me to the chair. I feel asleep quite quickly...

I laughed quietly when she fell asleep. And as entertaining as that was I got up and walked out of the room, closing the door behind me, thus leaving it in complete darkness minus a small bit of light coming through the curtains every so often. Then I went to my bedroom and flopped across my bed, bored and having nothing to do.


(and now ze time skip!)

It was quiet for the next few days. I hadn't seen much of Lyssa and I wondered if I was ever going to get out of here. I wondered if anyone who had been captive before knew it was at Malfoy Mannor... Harry would have, I wondered if they thought it was still the base or if they would have moved. I awoke the next morning so a loud bang and a flash of light, and other flash of light, then another. I looked out blearily and ducked my head as a blue light flew my wand. What the hell was going on?

I was sleeping when the Manor's wards alerted me that unauthorized people had entered the grounds. I sat up and grabbed my wand from my nightstand. I heard sounds from downstairs, and got out of my bed quickly, instantly alert. I opened my door and looked out, just as a stray spell came up the stairs and flew down the hall.

I sighed majorly irritated. I couldn't do anything while stuck in a bleeding chair. I could only picture that a fight had urrupted, between Death Eaters and Order Members maybe? Random spells came into the sitting room but that was it for what I saw of the fight.