was I really seeking good or just seeking attention

"The example?! It took us fucking weeks to sort ourselves out again!"

"Well," Regan said with a smile. "You shouldn't have rejoined the fighting should you?"

"What else would we do? Sit around like logs?"

"Pretty much," "Yeah like that's gonna happen," Cassie muttered under her breath. Regan looked at her, "Well then, you only have yourselves to blame for what happens now." Cassie watched her warily, edging towards her wand. Regan swished her wrist sending Cassie's wand further away then it already was. "Seeyou Evans," She said. "Wha-" Cassie started to say before Regan took a step forward grabbed Lyssa's upperarm and turned on her foot.

Lyssa let out a yell when Regan grabbed her arm and then Apparated out. "What the fuck?!" she yelled when they landed again.

"Well seeing as the message didn't seem to get across last time," Regan shrugged at her.

"So, you're just going to torture me again?"

Regan looked at her with a raised eyebrow and a look that said. "Do I really need to answer that?"

"Nope."

Regan dragged Lyssa into the house.

"Let me fucking go, now," Lyssa growled, trying to pull her arm out.

"Ah, no," Regan replied.

"Please," Lyssa said, now nearly whimpering.

"No," Regain said not ending pausing to give the illusion of thinking about it.

"What good is going to come of this?" Lyssa pleaded. "Really."

"And you've hit the jackpot there," Regan said. "What good will come out of this? None. And that's really the point."

"I'm just a kid..."

"Technically you're an adult. And really. I could not care less how old you are."

"Well, by the law of England I'm a kid..."

"Woopdedoo to you. Go live in the Muggle world than. Maybe you wouldn't have gotten into this mess."

"Yeah, right. You wankers go after them, too."

"True."

"So, what are you going to do this time....?"

"Oh, I don't know." They got to the cellar and Regan opened the door pushing Lyssa in. "I'll work it out between now and then." She said ebfore shutting the door.

Lyssa stumbled in the cellar with a whimper, and she turned to look at the door right as it locked behind her, trapping her.