the only hope for me is you.

"Just...tell us why you're bothering us," Lyssa tried again. "...Please?" A little bit of manners tossed in never harmed anything, so why not try that?

"Oh," Regan said tilting her head to the side. "Hm, what was it again," She frowned mockingly. "Oh. I remember. It couldn't possibly have ANYTHING to do with the fact that you just HAPPENED to swap sides part way through the battle at Hogwarts? No. Can't be." She bit down on her lip, pretending to think.

"I was on their side first to begin with, so why not finish it there?" Lyssa said, fighting the urge to quirk her head to the side as she'd been told not to move or Cassie was in trouble.

"Convenient excuse that," Regan said with a short laugh as she stepped closer to Lyssa. "However, I'm sure that even you could work out one thing," She grabbed onto her left hand. Staring straight at Lyssa. "This isn't a fancy little gimmick kid, you can't decide you'll join one day and withdraw the next. It doesn't work that way. You're in it for life."

"You make it sound like I had a choice."

"Didn't you?" Regan asked with a raised eyebrow. "Sure, the mark was, originally forced, but," Regan tilted her head again. "What came after that was a choice. Wasn't it?" Cassie was frustrated, and was so close to turning around and punching the blasted Death Eater in it's stupid face.

"You'd think so, wouldn't you?"

"The matter isn't that you were unwillingly a Death Eater. The matter is that you willingly left. You, miss Malfoy, would be dead of traitorous grounds already if the Dark Lord had never been defeated. You wouldn't have lasted a few days. So really, we're doing you a favour."

"So I'm a dirty, filthy Death Eater traitor," Lyssa nearly chuckled at that line. "And what is this favor?"

"You're not dead. Yet."

"Nor will I be."

"I wouldn't count on that little lion, your fate is no longer in your hands."

"You don't scare me."

"Well that's a relief, I was wondering whether or not I scared you," Regan rolled her eyes. "Lets go," She said to the other Death Eaters. "Grab her wand." As she was still holding tightly onto Lyssa's arm, she turned on the spot apparating the both of them. "Let go of me!" Cassie yelled as one grabbed her arm. She tried to wriggle out, and attempted to punch the guy in the face. But he apparated. The others following soon after.

Were it not for the harsh grip on her arm, Lyssa would have had her customary fall over upon landing from Apparating. As it was she stumbled and just about doubled-over to catch herself again. "Bloody hell..." she muttered.

When Cassie landed, she started yelling again. "Let go of me you stupid freaking jerk! Fucking shit." Regan glanced over her shoulder at her, before she pulled Lyssa along. Into the house.

Lyssa stumbled along behind Regan. "Why's Cass here too?" she asked tone not nearly as sharp and biting as she'd wanted.

"Would you rather I killed her?" Regan asked her. "Or you could. Then you'd be the cause of both sister's death."

"How about you just let her go back home? She's not the traitor here."

"Oh silly me," Regan said. "Guess I should tell them to let her go." She rolled her eyes.

"please...?"

"Just because you said please," Regan said with yet another eyeroll. Regan glanced behind her. "She sure does yell a lot," She said somewhat amused.

"Regan, I will beg...Just let her go home."

"Now that I'd love to see," She commented. "The answer's still no."

"I'm serious....She has no part in this at all."