Lily sat with her back against the wall. Today was October 31. Eight years since she had been kidnapped. She remembered the day, she had a very excellent memory. They had tortured her and her mother. They were now kept in separate cells, after several attempts to escape. Her mother drew comfort out of saying her name over and over again. Lily Amber Lupin. Lily Amber Lupin. Lily Amber Lupin. Lily never forgot her mums tortured screams in the night. She didn't know where she was, but she knew that she was at a Purebloods house. The house of the people that killed her Godparents, Lily and James Potter. She was named after her godmother, Lily Evans. Harry Potter, he survived when eight years ago today, when Voldemort murdered his mum and dad. Lily can hear her mum screaming and tried to block it out. She had multiple slashes on her arms and legs, including a scar on her left forearm where a nasty witch, Bellatrix, had carved 'blood-traitor'.
Lily knew her father was Remus Lupin, but that was all she knew about my family. Lily knew that here there were two other children here. Not captured children, but they lived here. One her age, and one a year younger. The boy, the one her age, was named Draco. A rather weird name, Lily had thought. The girl, who Lily knew to be Alice, gave her a strange feeling. Like she had known her before she was kidnapped. She quickly dismissed the idea. It was absurd. She was captured when she was one, she couldn't possibly know Alice. Lily's mother screamed louder and she started to cry. Her crying bounced off the walls and there was a knock at her cell door. She looked up and wiped her tears away and jumped to her feet. Her jaw was set defiantly, a stance her mum had told her to use, just to show that it wasn't easy to break her. A tall, skinny very pale woman with platinum blonde hair. She held a small plate of food. It consisted of a small piece of bread, an apple, and a half full glass of water. She set it down and conjured a chair with her wand.
"Lily?" She spoke lightly, gently.
"Please sit." She said after seeing Lily wouldn't respond back and conjured another chair. Lily sat down and face the pale lady.
"Your mother is dead." She said. Lily slumped over with grief. Her mum was dead. Her last hope. The lady reached out to touch her shoulder, but Lily jerked away. She jumped to her feet, tears streaking down her face. She didn't care anymore. She didn't care.
  "WHAT DO YOU WANT WITH ME??" Lily screamed at the lady and her knees buckled as she collapsed to the floor. Sobs racked her body. The lady came closer.
   "My name is Narcissa. I'm very sorry about your mother." The pale women said softly.
  "I'm not- hic- a child!!" Lily yelled at the woman. (A/N MY ITALICS STILL AREN'T WORKING!!!!!! ANGST!!!!!)
  The lady grimaced and left the room, taking the chairs away as she went.