The world was spinning, all around me I saw white.

"Hey, her eyes are opening!" I know that voice, but who is it? Uh, um...

"LILY!!!" That's who it was. Everything stopped moving. I got up and started to move around.

"Whee! I can walk! How long was I out for? Anything new? Is there anything I need to catch up on?" Before I could continue with my wildly long list of stuff I wanted to ask, Lily interrupted.

"Saph, slow down! We can't understand you."

"Uh, we?" Just then, I noticed Lupin sitting quietly. My eyes widened in recognition, and I did the first thing that came to mind. I felt a small tugging on my robes, but thought nothing of it and apparated.

I landed in the kitchen. Hearing a small rustle behind me, I turned around. Nothing was there. My eyes narrowed slightly, but I started making food. A second later, I felt a small breeze to my right. With lightning quick reflexes, I grabbed out and snagged a piece of cloth. Within a moment, three boys were standing next to me.

"Get. Out. Now." My voice was deathly calm, and that scared them. Pettigrew, Black, and the ugly git, Potter, were looking very frightened indeed. Black asked a simple question,

"How- How did you find this?" Yet, I gave a harsh laugh.

"Black, I didn't find this place, I made it and if you don't want to die young, I would suggest you leave." Potter spoke up.

"Ya know, I don't think we will. GO!" Each of them sprinted off in different directions. Screaming, I ran off after Potter, soon to find the rest.

~* One Hour Later *~

All three idiots were tied up in the center of the living room, each looking very frightened at the look on my face.

"Did I not ask you politely enough for you to feel the gracious need to leave me alone? Perchance one of you will stay tied up here forever, all alone." My words were laced with deadly venom, pure evil. They all shook their heads quickly, to signify that they did not want to stay. Sighing, I let them out. A little while later though, they were back to teasing me.

"Fatty! Fatty! No one likes a fatty!" They chanted in singsong voices as I tried to go to my underground palace. Finally, I got past them and arrived. I went into the bathroom and grabbed my knife. Sitting down, tears falling down my face, I carved the word "stupid" into my skin. Adding several more deep cuts, I felt pain I had been missing. Anything was better than the marauders. That night, I didn't eat. Little did I know, that soon I wouldn't have eaten for a week.