Previously

" Crucio. " the sound of screaming filled the room and I knew that it was gong to be a long day .A very pleasurable one for me .......not much for Lucius though.

Chapter 13

Hadrian POV

As soon as I made it to the kitchen without either blonde Malfoy catching me I relaxed. I though about my in counter with Marvolo ,I didn't like lying to him but I did not know if he was with my father. What of he was close to my father and started to hit me as well. No I immediately pushed the thought away. Marvolo was kind and healed me whenever I had gotten hurt . I signed I had nothing to do since my chores were done  and I knew the elves would chase me away as soon as I offered my help.

I went up to my room and decided to do more reading on elementals. It was difficult to find out about elementals since they were known to be extinct. But their was a trick with one of the elements that I have been dying to try but did not have the time to, since Lucius had been keeping me busy with chores. He gave me so many that the elves were crying saying that they wouldn't be needed anymore. It was awkward as I tried my best to reassure them.

One in my room I settled in my room sitting on the floor with the glass of water I had taken from the kitchen without the elves noticing. They would of thrown a fit if they saw me taking things without their permission first.

Focusing on the glass of water I had placed in front of me I cleared my mind . I took in a deep breath and slowly let it out. I concentrated on the water inside the glass.

The feeling of the water, the way flows, the way it moves. I raised my hand and the water raised with the water into a ball floating above my palm. Know for the experiment.

I though of the water and it forming in to ice. The coldness, hardness and texture of a block of ice.  I thought snowing days during winter. I focused that feeling and turned it towards the ball of water in my palm. I brought up my other unoccupied hand and touched the ice with a finger. The reaction was immediate, the water frozen solid and it fell into my palm, I immediately dropped it not suspecting the ice to be freezing.

I couldn't stop myself from laughing, I had finally done it, even though it was after one try , I did it . My laughter immediately died down when I heard footsteps coming towards my door. I scrambled to put the block of ice and empty glass under my bed and layed myself on my bed pretending to be asleep . My door was thrown open slamming into the wall, leaving a whole in the wall. I kept my eyes closed hoping the person would leave but it looks like luck was not on my side today. The sound of stomping feet walked towards me and a hand grabbed me by the neck and threw me into the wall.

I couldn't stop the gasp that left my lips as my head collided with the wall. I looked up to find Draco standing over me, a sneer on his face which was red from anger.

" What have you done, you filthy squib ." Draco yelled looking down at me.

" I h-haven't d-done anyt-thing. " I stuttered out my head still ringing from hitting the wall.

He grabbed my hair and pulled my until my face was inches from his. "Then tell me why the Dark Lord is questioning about your presence, he was not supposed to know you are alive and now father is being punished. "  I could hardly think as slammed me again the wall my head knockout against the wall repeatedly. He let me go and I crumpled to the floor. Before I could do anything a several kicks were aimed at my stomach, I curled into myself when I heard the snap of my ribs but he did not stop.

" Answer me. " he yelled. I had to think for a moment on what he wanted me to answer.

" I d-don't know, I've n-never met the Dark Lord. " I gasped out and several spots danced in my vision. I struggled to stay conscious.

" You must of spoken to the Dark Lord if he knows what you look like ,have you spoken to anyone since the Lord has risen? " Draco's foot came down on my hand that was laying flat on the ground. Slowly he put pressure on it and I could help the scream that escaped my lips when he put all his weight on it and crushed my hand, tears where streaming down my face as I listened to sound of my fingers and hand crack and break. The spots in my vision doubled but I stayed conscious.

" Yes..." I practically yelled wanting the pain to end "......there w-was a m-man, he came into the kitchen when I m-made Cedrellas fudge. I told him he shouldn't have been there but he d-didn't listen ."

" What did he look like?" when I didn't answer fast enough he aimed a kick to face, breaking my nose and the blood flowed falling over my parted lips.

" B-brown hair,  pale s-skin, he was tall ......and h-he had r-red eyes ,he said his name was Marvolo. "

" You idiot... " he screeched . ".....that was the Dark Lord. What did you tell him about us, answer me. "

He one eye which was not swollen shut widened. No it couldn't be, I couldn't have spoken to the Dark Lord. Lord Voldemort. He was too kind and helped me when I was injured. Dark Lords are supposed to be cruel and not care about anyone but themselves.

Draco impatient dragged me from the floor earning a pained cry from me as my broken hand knocked against the wall.

" N-nothing, I s-swear. "

" You better be telling the truth or else. " with that he walked out of the room after a punch to my face. I stayed on the floor in too much pain to move.

I layed on the floor thinking what had just happened. I met the Dark lord more than once and he healed me. The dark spots in my vision only grew by the second and I knew I was going to pass out from the pain.

The last thought I had before darkness consumed me was;

Lord Voldemort liked my fudge.