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Thanks for comments!
I was watchign the film the Labryinth and like the consept-reminded me of my story! So i couldnt help myself adding a couple of slightly changed quotes into this chapter!
Thanks again, also as you know, chapters may slow down during the next wek because of xmas and new years!

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I woke up still on the leather sofa in the library, it was dawn, sun was already pouring into the room from the glass doors. A small cough caught my attention opposite me, Voldemort, half smiling at me.

“I see you like my library, I knew you needed something to keep you occupied, you like books do you not?”

“Yes but these…all they are are dark magic! Ow!”, I moaned as I sat myself up, my chest was still cut up and still killing me!

“Now your being to picky, and you know im not healing that”, he smirked while looking at my stomach, “But you can find the spells to heal it in this room, I suppose you will have to read a few of these unless you feel like suffering, as you know cursed injuries rarely heal naturally quickly”, he did this on purpose! Trying to make me get interested in dark magic…

“You have a lesson with me this evening, a house elf has brought you breakfast”, he gestured to a silver platter of food on a side table, “Before I leave you may want to know that the search for you by the ministry and the order has ceased, they believe you have changed sides…and you want to go back to that? They knew you had to do what you did, but they don’t care about that, what sort of friends are they? Why fight me when you have nothing to fight for?”. I couldn’t believe it but he was probably telling the truth, the looks on Ron and Harry’s faces…

“I don’t care, once im free of your grasp they will know I didn’t consent to your plans!”, I cried

“Think about it!”, he said finally before disaparating.

I cant deal with this anymore! Im so confused, light or dark? No! im with the light! Even if they don’t know it…My clothes had changed into a low cut, tight red dress, why does he make me wear these things! At least it was red, my favourite colour and it reminded me of Gryffindor.

My stomach stung as I stood and crept to the platter of food. Toast, a selection of jams and orange juice, I wasn’t really that hungry but ate it all anyway. The platter disappeared once I finished so I took a stroll around the books.
I really didn’t want to even touch them books, but I needed to be healed or I would probably collapse from the pain, it was still an open wound-without the blood.

Reluctantly I skimmed the book titles searching for a section on healing, finally in the corner was a selection of titles connected to the subject. I picked up a few on curses and settled back on the sofa, these were probably the ‘lightest’ books in the library but they still were dark, some even had what revenge to take out on those who cursed you. Nothing, but Sectumsempra was a cures made up by Snape, so why would the counter be in this room anyway? But he did say it was in here!

“What am I supposed to do!!”, I screamed, storming back to one of the sofas.

“What if I dare to ask would be the problem?”, a sarcastic voice said from the doorway, it was Snape! Just the wizard I needed!

“Snape! I need you to tell me how to get rid of that curse of yours on me! Please!”, I cried running up to him painfully, he simply looked at me confused.

“What curse would that be then?”

“Stop messing with me! The Sectumsempra one! You saw what I looked like yesterday!”

“No actually I didn’t attend the little gathering at the burrow, I was with the order, Potter had just returned of course. Anyway, you don’t even have any marks on you!”, he sneered.

“Bastard! I will kill you for betraying the order someday!”

“Your wasting my time-”

“Want to see what that curse has done to me? Ok then…”, I shouted tearing off my dress to reveal red lacy underwear and Voldemort’s initials. I didn’t really care I was in only underwear, he gaped at my body and then passed me to sit on a sofa.

“I’ve never seen my curse do that, I mean, I didn’t know you could choose what mark you gave someone, that is interesting…”

“Interesting? Im in fucking torture! Tell me how to get rid of it!”

“The dark lord mentioned I shouldn’t help you with anything your working on so I cant. But aren’t you the know it all I had as a pain in my arse for 5 years? Cant you find the counter in here? I gave the dark lord a book of records of my curses with counters”,

“No! I’ve been looking at the healing books! Well I suppose I should thank you, now I know what to look for…But I still hate you! Wait-why are you here?”, I realised while skimming the shelves.

“How polite…I’ve come to give you the news that you don’t have to worry about Lucius anymore, he wasn’t supposed to be here last night so defied Voldemort, he has been punished…”

“Serves the bastard right!”

“Also, young Mr malfoy has joined the ranks, he is to get the mark tonight”,

“What do you mean, he already is a deatheat-wait, Draco?”,

“Yes, I suppose its punishment to Lucius, he mucked up with Potter escaping and then being in the dark lords chambers without permission”

“I thought he was his favourite. Not that I care about malfoy but isn’t he a bit young?”

“He’s the same age as you, but being sixteen didn’t stop the dark lord using and fucking you!”

“Thanks for reminding me, im not even of age yet, the evil git! Yes found it!”, I cried in delight a I pulled out a thin book entitled Severus Snape, the half-blood-prince, “I didn’t know you had a nickname”, I said sarcastically with a giggle, he just rolled his eyes but I could tell he thought it was funny.

“I wrote it when I was around your age. Miss Granger on a serious note, dotn waste your brains, use them even if it not for what you believe in. An insufferable know it all maybe, but even though your young you should never underestimate age and power...",

"Erm...well thanks i suppose...Your the only face i know around here that i used to like-you were a good teacher, and even though i hate you for what you did-what your doing, i would like to see you more often so i dont get mad, please tell me more about how the order are doing in future...please", i acted a bit unlike myself but what i said was true, he was the only person i 'knew' really as well.

"Ok miss Granger but dont expect big news, you know i cant discuss with you"

"I know...This book is briliant, your notes are fascinating!"

"it’s only a copy, the originals still in Hogwarts somewhere. Well, Ill leave you to it then…”, he disparated and I was alone once again. I took the book to the sofa and silently flicked through the pages, it was actually really interesting. I soon stopped flicking and started reading for a few hours, finally I got to the part about Sectumsempra-For enemies.

After a few minutes reading I got the counter curse and repeated the words, it was like a song complete with rhyming words. I looked down while it healed itself, a tingling sensation joining it, after a few seconds it stopped but I was still left with a very faint outline of the initials. Just great, it doesn’t hurt but I still have the memory, reminding me who I belong to, isn’t the thing on my thigh enough? I looked round for my torn dress by the door, fixed it with a quick spell and then pulled it over me.

I lay back on a sofa with Snape’s book and silently read, his notes fascinated me, I never realised he was so interested in spells other than potions so much. I finished it within the next hour, I was a quick reader and it wasn’t that long anyway. I now had nothing to do, I wanted to read more but I had to resist those dark books

It didn’t work, I couldn’t resist the sweet call of those thousand of pages of knowledge, stupid I know, but books gave me the energy I lusted for.

“I see your liking the books now?”, Voldemort’s icy voice came from the door, finding me sitting on a thick black rug with a few piles of books around me, “I knew your craving for knowledge would stand in the way of your pride”

“I needed something to do, that is all…I hear I don’t have to face Lucius anymore”

“No, you don’t. But his son is on important mission, you know him?”

“Of course I do! He insulted me during my whole time at Hogwarts!”

“Yes, you can have a ‘happy’ reunion tonight when he receives his mark, after our lesson of course…your coming down to the grand hall now-or the dining room as you like to call it”.

I didn’t even reply, I just followed him down to the room in silence.

“We shall duel, I believe you should learn from your own mistakes in battle, its so much more simpler than teaching you individual hexes…”.

For the next few hours we duelled, I lost every time of course but I did manage to hit him with a few hexes and curses which did surprise him. I healed myself with the spells I had learnt from those books I had read earlier, knowing full well he wouldn’t do it and wouldn’t stop because If I was in too much pain. I still had no wand, but I didn’t really need it, wandless magic came all too naturally now. Finally he halted the duel with a wave of his hand.

“You did well this evening, but you could improve. Maybe learn a new skill from my library? I know you believe you hate me still, but I think you hate the fact that you like your position as my slave-”

“WHAT? Eurgh!!! I cant stand you or my ‘position’, I hate all what you do-what you make me do, I detest your death eaters and followers and I just want to go home! Forget all this ever happened! Just give me my freedom!”

“I have been generous, up till now. I can be cruel”.

“Generous! What have you ever done for me?”

“Everything! Everything I’ve done I’ve done for you! I’ve kept you alive, taught you great things, given you my bed, my library-access to most of my chambers! I haven’t kept you in a dungeon, I give you choices, give you clothes, I even prevent myself from punishing you as much as I should! If that isn’t generous then I will take it all away!”, he shouted at me. What he had said was right, but it still didn’t seem generous, I was still his slave.

“Master, I didn’t…I mean-”

“ENOUGH! I do not care for unimportant whining, but I will take away your apparent ungenerous things…From now on you can sleep on the floor-at the foot of the bed, where you belong. You will no longer use the magic you possess and I think ill take away your clothes as well…you can stay in your underwear!”, I felt my magic being sucked out of me and my dress disappeared leaving me in only my bra and knickers. He wasn’t bluffing like I thought he would, mental note, don’t piss off your master…

“Just in time to see Draco receive his mark tonight, the death eaters will just love you with only your under garments”, he was deadly serious! I couldn’t stand around in front of those perverts! They had seen enough of my body in the revealing outfits I was forced to wear, but nothing…

He led me back to the bedroom and left without a word, tonight im going to be humiliated I know it…