the only hope for me is you.

"As amusing as it would be to watch you beg Malfoy. Nope." Cassie scowled. "YOU SADISTIC BI-" Regan flicked her wand silencio-ing her. Cass scowled fiercely at her.

"Regan..."

"Malfoyyy."

"Please. Do whatever to me, just let her go home."

"But where's the fun in that? I'm going to do whatever I want to you anyway."

"I'm the one you're mad at."

"Yes you are."

"So, why take it out on her?"

"Because it's hurts you too. And besides. I'm a Death Eater, Malfoy dear, it's what we do."

"It's unnecessary."

"Perhaps."

"It is."

"Whether it is or not is beside the point Malfoy." She yawned. "I'm getting bored with this conversation." She pointed her wand at Lyssa, flicking it sideways creating a cut along her arm.

Lyssa gasped at the pain it caused.

"Lyssa!" Cassie exclaimed hurrying over to where she was, giving Regan a filthy look. She bit down on her lip looking at the cut. "You need to put something on that, to try and stop the blood coming out."

"I don't particularly care about the blood. I care about the painful throbbing."

"You'll care about the blood if you lose enough of it," Cassie said biting down on her lip.

"Nah, probably not."

Cassie hissed at her. "I would then."

"You do that then."

Cassie ran a hand through her hair. "I need a cloth," She muttered knowing that there was no way she was going to be able to get one.

"I'm fine," Lyssa muttered.

"Yeah right," Cassie muttered with an eyeroll.

"I am, though."

"You've got a gash in your arm, you're not fine."