i awoke, in a weird room. it was like..... a chamber, amost.

the scary part? infront of me, was the man that was kind of familiar to me. he had dirty, tangled, black hair. his brown eyes were dark- almost black, like somebody had burnt them with some sort of chemical. it scared me.

"well, well, well. what do we have here?" he seemed genualy uncomfortable, like he didnt like this assingment. what he must do- he didnt like it.

"well, first of all, uhm, lily luna potter, and exactly.... where are we?" he smiled a forced smile. "oh, in Hogwarts. just... in the Chamber of Secrets."

"what do you want from me?" i glanced at the walls. it was wet. brilliant. that is sarcasm. "nothing, really. just.... answers." "answers to what?" answers to...... what, exactly? i dont hve any answers!

"answers? ah, your answers are... easy.... CRUCIO!"

i lit up with the same pain that i did at the concert. the man didnt stop the curse until what seemed like five hours. well, it actually was.

"Lillian Luna Potter..... daughter of the boy who lived. what a briliant treat!" er, treat? what am i, a dog? i didnt understand it. except for this next battle that i hated.

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the chamber was as wet as it is. "SPECTRUMSPERSA!!!!" blood opened, and it fillied every known area surrounding my body.

blood leaked through my chest, making it so hard to breath. the gore? the gore was bloody brilliant. SARCASM!!!!!

they did some spells i didnt know, and i screamed a blood chilling scream. all of the bones in my knuckles were broken, and you could see them dueing to the bones sticking out.

"BITCHES! WHY ARE YOU LOT SO FUCKING MEAN? DICKHEADS! ASSWHOLES!" the man just laughed.

"LEVICORPESUS!!!!" i was hanged by my toes in the air, and soon enough, the muscel in my right ankle was popping out, and then i screamed some more.

"here! have a drink!" "I DONT WANT THE CRAPPY DRINK YOU HAVE! ITS PROBABLY SHIT!" he didnt listen. he shoved it down my throat, and i scrambled onto the floor, having a seizure.

i was thrashing, and foam was coming out of my mouth. next thing i know, it was blood, and i felt like i was dieing.

all i felt was pain. and then i tumbled into the darkness.

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im alive, and about to die. a rope was around my neck, and i was tied tight to the chambers celling. i was gagging.

next thing i know, im not in the chamber. im in the hospital wing.  WHAT THE ABUS DUMBLEDORES FREAKING BUTT CRACK!?

maddame Pomfrey was above me. she sighed. "torture, huh? apparently, your father was looking at his 'Maurders Map', and saw you lying down in the Chamber of Secrets." huh. very typical. of course he would go down into that bloody chamber.

good thing, perhaps. i mean, is he here now? "is my dad here now?" she smiled. "yes. i tod him to wait in the hall. i dont like patients having visitors for hours at end on end."

really? i didnt know that!

my daddy (dont tell anyone i still call him that! why the hell did i even tell you that?) walked in, and i broke into a smile.

"what happened down there, kiddo?" oh i just knew he would say that. "well..." i said smally. he knew i was uncomfortable.

"they tried to kill me a thousand times." "they? whos they?" "well, its more like... a man with crazy black hair and grey eyes...... he looks like hes demeanted, and mental, and a man with blonde hair and a big, long scar down his right cheek." yes. i was scared.

"what did they do to you lils?"

i had a tear leak out of my eye. "they did the cruico thingy on me for like two hours, tortured me with levicorpeus, and some spell called spectrumspursa i think... i probably said that wrong.." his eyes were fearful.

"they.... they posioned me. well, they tried. even though i refused to drink what ever it was. i said, 'I DONT WANT THE CRAPPY DRINK YOU HAVE! ITS PROBABLY SHIT!'. well, they didnt listen. and then..... thankfully you came. they tried..... tried to hang me. well, here i am. i survived."

daddy hugged me.

"Your mother was worried sick. your so lucky that you get to come home for a week." yes. i was.

that concludes something.

what doesnt kill you makes you stronger.