It's hard to fight when the fight aint fair.

Regan grabbed her by the arm, (left one) and dragged her out of the basement and through the house till they were outside. She apperated back to Malfoy Manor where I am hoping Narcissa is not there 0_o

Lyssa let out a whimper, because even it was her left arm, the two arms were still bound together, so it pulled at her right wrist, which made pain shoot through her hand as it shifted.

She entered the Manor and dragged the girl into the drawing room where she rather ungracefully pushed her in.

Lyssa stumbled into the room, nearly losing her balance. She was feeling rather dizzy.

And Regan left the rp, and I have no idea if she will ever be seen again.

Cassie frowned, sitting at her desk. She hadn't gotten a reply from Lyssa for about a week now. And she was worried. Because Lyssa usaully replied to her on the day or so that Cassie sent the letter. And as Cassie is a Gryffindor who doesn't think things through. (Hey! Lets go ninja into the house where Voldemort and all the Death Eaters are staying! YAY!) she grabbed the emergency broom from the carboard downstairs which she had found the summer before when putting things away. It was dark outside, so she didn't need to worry about Muggles seeing her. The only problem was now getting out of the house without Sam finding out.

So things happened and I don't feel like writing them out. Just know that now Lyssa is laying on her bed, staring off at nothing. A healer type person had checked her over and healed her best they could.

So after flying for however long it took Cassie was outside the grounds looking up at the Manor. She didn't know that the DE and Voldemort were there I guess so. And she's an idiot and forgot about the wards. Cause she's used to just being able to sneak through the window of Emma's house and her parents having no idea. So yeah. Cassie gently flew the broom over to Lyssa's window.

Lyssa saw a motion outside her window and got up to see what it was. Seeing it was Cassie she quickly opened her window. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" she asked. "Are you stupid?"

Cassie ignored her. "Why the hell havn't you been answering my letters? I've writen a few dozen. And I said in one of them if you didn't reply I'd come over here to see if you hadn't died or something like that." Cassie rather carefully floated the broom through the window.

"I haven't been in any condition to answer letters is why," Lyssa replied. "I haven't even been here to get any of them. Now, you need to go before my dad shows up....or someone worse..."

"Well where have you been?" Cassie asked ignoring her telling her to get out. Cassie wasn't leaving until she knew what had happened.

"I've been stuck in some nutjob's basement."

Cassie blinked. Unsure of what to say to that. "Um. Why?"

"Voldemort got ticked at me."

"You met Voldemort?"

"Unfortunately," Lyssa replied.

"Eck," Cassie said frowning sympatheticly. "What happened?"

"In the basement you mean?" Lyssa asked. "Because what happened there wasn't very pleasant. But if you mean with Voldemort, then it's just that I refused to join his side so he had the nutjob torture me into submission."

"Oh dear," Cassie said hugging her freind tightly.

"I'm okey now though," Lyssa said hugging Cassie back. "Or well, mostly okey."

"What do you mean by mostly?"

Lyssa took a couple steps back and raised her right arm where Cassie could see her hand. The fingers on the hand were straight and then they bent just a little. "That's as far as they'll bend now. Nutjob did some spell and effed up all the bones in my hand. Not even the healer could put them right. The bone fragments apparently severed some nerve endings. I also have a rather attractive scar along my abdomen."

Cassie's eyes widened looking at the hands, that sounded and looked quite painful. "Freaking hell," She exclaimed. "What the frick?"

"Makes my life harder, but I guess I'll just deal with it," Lyssa said. She was about to say something else when her door opened to reveal Lucius.

Cassie heard the door open and turned to face it. She inwardly gulped.