I've been on a losing streak. Hit so hard I couldn't speak.

Lils raised an eyebrow at the girl's stupidity. Shouldn't she know she couldn't stand? Dismissing the thought, she waved her wand, vanishing the ropes that had bound Cassie's wrists for the longest time. Then she undid the manacle manually, since magic had no effect on it, grimacing at the blood that was on it.

Cassie's wrists are least felt better once they were free. Not that the rest of her body did. The rest of it still felt like absolute crap.

Lils used magic to get Cassie on her feet and standing, since she didn't want to touch the girl, covered in blood that she was. Then the two made their way from the basement and then from the house altogether. Lils reached for and grabbed the cleanest looking spot on Cassie's uncut arm that she could find to side-along the girl to Malfoy Manor.

She was met there by a very disgruntled looking Lyssa Malfoy. Just as Lils reached the front porch, Lyssa spoke. "Leave her with me," she instructed. "And you can go back home." Her tone suggested that talking back would result in something nasty, so Lils didn't question her. Besides, she wanted some time to relax now that her job was done. So, she handed Cassie over to Lyssa.

Lyssa took Cassie inside the Manor, but only after assuring herself that Lils was gone. That girl always gave her the chills. She went up some stairs to a guest room and brought Cassie inside. She settled her on the bed in the room and looked her over. "Well," she said, "Lilith certainly did a nasty number on you. Now, it's my job to clean you up and get you all bandaged up or I'm going to end up in trouble. So, I'm going to ask, which would you prefer first: a shower, a meal, or bandages?"

Cassie winced at being magicalally forced onto her feet, her ankles still throbbed from standing on them for a day and having to walk on them, with the added of also being near exhusted was not a pleasant experience. It took some energy to pay attention to what was going on, but she definetly felt the apparition which made her head spin.

She recognised Lyssa's voice and supposed they were at Malfoy Manor, though she had no idea where else she would have been taken to. Lyssa's words were somewhat fussy and it took a few moments for them to register in Cassie's mind. "Shower," She mumbled coughing a few times.

"Right," Lyssa muttered as she looked at Cassie. "And I really doubt you can do that on your own..." She snapped her fingers and a house elf appeared. "Can you get her cleaned up?" Lyssa asked it. The elf nodded.

Sometime later Cassie was clean, and she felt quite a bit better. It was odd that just being clean made her feel somewhat better. And it was nice to be no longer covered in blood and dirt. She was still exhusted and in pain. She felt sorry for the house elf, but there was nothing she could do about that. She couldn't even look after herself. The girl got back into the spareroom and feel exhusted onto the bed. Wincing as she landed on various bruises and cuts.

Lyssa was sitting in a chair in the room, since she still had obligations to fulfill. "Hey now," she said to Cassie. "Don't get the bed dirty again. It just got cleaned from the first time you were on it. You're going to randomly bleed on it or something."

"I'll lie on the god-damn bed if I want to," Cassie muttered back not moving. If Lyssa wanted her off she'd have to drag her, the bed was just far to comfortable for Cassie to want to move off it.

"Bothersome girl," Lyssa muttered, mostly to herself. Then she got the same house elf as before to come and wrap up Cassie's cuts. "Thank you," she said to the little elf, who looked rather startled, but nodded and disappeared once it was done. "Dinner is in half an hour," Lyssa said standing up finally. "If you want food you find some way to the dining room."

Cassie mumbled something incoherent as a reply. She was too tired to bother with it. THough she was fairly hungry her exhustion won and the girl was asleep before Lyssa had walked out of the room.

Some time passed by and yeah. Soon things progressed and so, now that Cassie was fixed up and able to move on her own, Voldemort wanted to talk to her.

Cassie thought numerous times about running away, but she knew that she'd be caught if she tried. Though now that she had her energy back, she had her spirit back again. Which with Cassie, is never a good thing. As that only succedes in getting her hurt. She had various scars on her body from diffindo, but the one she noticed the most was the one on her arm. Because she saw it every time she used that arm. She scowled upon hearing that Voldemort wanted to speak to her. She glowered at him upon entering the drawing room.

Tsuki isn't writing Voldemort, so let's just breeze over that. You can decide what happened *nods*

Cj has decided that listening to this song is not helping the rp, because is gives Cassie more spirit so >.<

Cassie looked at Voldemort, chewing on her lip. She knew what would happen if she refused, she'd be stuck having to deal with Lils again. But agreeing, she'd be betraying everything she worked for. She rubbed her arm, her hand running along the scar that ran down the length of it. She looked defeatedly at the floor, staring at her feet. "What do I need to do?" She asked quietly, her voice hitched in her throat as she said it.

And Tsuki still isn't writing Monsieur Snakey, so she's gonna summarize what he said.

So, Voldemort told Cassie that she was going to have to get into the Order of the Phoenix and relay information from them to him so that he could foil their plans. He told her to make up some plausible story for her disappearance, as that should be easy (at the point, he looked pointedly at the scar on her arm).

Cassie nodded, still looking at the floor and then left the room. Wondering if she could get the order to look after her, because as much as she disliked them they were loads better then the Death Eaters.

Tsuki doesn't know what to post, and I mean....we succeeded in our goal anyway, so why is this still going?

THE END.

Because Cj seriously cna't be bothered writing right now.