Humming. That was all that she could hear from her captor as she was shoved and pushed out in front of him, made to walk in only a ripped black night gown that now only hung on her body by thin straps.

Her captor was an ugly creature. His face was a pale grey, and his hair was wisps that had been pulled back over the rest of his bald head. Her captor did not have hands but had almost like claws. The more she looked at him the more he looked like a disease ridden rat. For a short man, he was strong and had finally pulled her through the large oak doors to the Dining room of Malfoy Manor.

Death-eaters some known to her, some unknown stood around the room. They did not look intimidating, but almost on edge as if they felt someone was watching them. It was only when she saw the famous Death-eater Bellatrix Lestrange that her mind filled with panic. Finally, she knew where she was. She knew that she in the HQ of You-know-who. She finally knew this would be the room where she would die.

The eyes of the Death- Eaters burned on her skin. Some smirked at her, knowing that she would meet her fate. Others looked just as scared as she did. It was clear to her that becoming a Death-eater did not have all the perks that rumours have told of.

The room itself was cold and bare with the only light coming from the windows on one side of the room. But even then it was the moonlight that lit this dark room. She now stood at the bottom of a step, which led to the grandest fireplace she had ever seen. Although it had no fire it was the only feature in the room she could relate to, for in her own house she had a fireplace just like that one.

Standing silently she glanced around the room. Every Death-eater was stood silent, watching her back as if she was apart of the entertainment. Returning her eyes to her captor she noticed he had moved over to the door, just beside the fireplace. She shivered. Not only at the thought of what was to come from behind the door, but the room was cold and she stood only in her nightgown.

A moment seemed like forever, until the door swung open with a huge crash. She jumped from her skin, falling back a few steps at the sudden sound. A few death-eaters moved further away from the front of the room, others just hid behind their fellow death-eaters.

That's when he came in. In every rumour she had heard about him, in every newspaper and article that had tried to perceive the fear he made people feel, had not prepared her for the fear that slowly overtook her body. Uncontrollable shivers shook her body and she now clutched at the hem of her nightgown.

His dark cloak billowed behind him as he almost glided to the top of the step. He had slits for eyes, which seemed to be empty apart from the raging evil that now possessed them. What frightened her more was the wand that would soon end her life, held in his long white fingertips.

"Well-" A small smirk came across his face as he glanced across the room. He did not once look at her.

"I see, my friends you have bought me a gift" The Dark Lord now looked at the girl who stood quivering with fear in front of him.

"Wormtail, I see you have done well" His voice rewarding to the ugly creature.

So…That is what my captor is called. Wormtail. I shall never forget it.

She thought to herself almost silently as if the Dark-Lord or one of the death-eaters could hear her. The Dark Lord gazed at her for a few moments, before approaching her. Kira shrivelled back, moving onto her knees in front of him.

"Do you know why you're here?" He spoke harshly. It was like every evil thing in the world was in one person.

She shook her head, biting back tears as the fear inside of her grew. Her dark brown hair hung in ringlets past her shoulders as she shook. Her green eyes started filling with tears to the brim. He smiled at her fear.

"I believe you are a pure blood are you not? Your name?"

Wormtail was pleased to answer for her.

"Her name is Kira, My Lord"

Kira nodded in acceptance, still refusing to meet the eyes of her captor.

"Ahh I see" The Dark Lord now addressed the whole room. "It's a shame my Brethren to see a pureblood betray their kind for the likes of a Mudblood"

His red eyes now stared deep into Kira. She dared not look into his eyes.

"Explain yourself"

Frightened, Kira tried to open her mouth to speak but her voice seemed to crack under the pressure.

"I…She was my best friend, Dark Lord. I can't turn my back on her!-"

The Dark Lord raised his wand and silenced her.

"But in helping her you have in effectively sentenced her to death"

A smile came over his snake like face, as his eyes seemed to glisten with the glow and lust for murder. He gestured to the Death-eaters and they moved themselves apart. The door opened once more and Lucius Malfoy entered, dragging a blonde girl by her hair into the room. It was her bestfriend Leela that now clung onto her captors hand as she slid across the room, by her hair.

Her blue eyes looked around, tears brimming. Behind Lucius and Leela came a dark haired man. He had black hair that curtained his face and his eyes were black and lifeless. His skin was pale and his eyes narrowed at the scene before him.

Kira watched helplessly as Leela was dumped at the feet of The Dark Lord. Leela watched Kira, pleading with her eyes, but Kira could only hold back tears. She knew he would have no mercy on her. She would die here.

In one last attempt Kira risked the tactic of pleading with The Dark Lord.

"Please…" she whispered. "Don't do this, please"

Silence fell over the death-eaters as the dark lord circled around Kira closely. He seemed to study her face and her body as she shivered from the lack of clothing and the fear. The dark lord tilted his head as if something about her seemed to draw his attention.

"What house were you placed at Hogwarts?" His voice appeared gentle of the surface but his underlying tone was dangerous.

"Sly-sly- Slytherin your Lord." She stuttered.

"A Slytherin?" The Dark Lord sounded surprised.

Kira nodded.

"It's a shame really, to see a Slytherin helping a FILTHY MUDBLOOD" He spat in her face as he raised his wand to Leela.

"CRUCIO!"

"NO!"

Kira's scream was not heard, as Leela now cried out in agony. Soon the cries became screams as her nails dragged over the floor as she tried to expel the pain.

"Please…stop…." Kira watched her friend writhing in agony as The Dark Lord proceeded the torture curse.

Finally he stopped the torture as her friend seemed to gasp suddenly. Leela wept as she tried to look up at her tormentor. It was the last face she would see, as The Dark Lord rose his wand to her again.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Kira looked at her bestfriend who lay slumped in a ridged heap on the floor. Her eyes no longer blue, but slowly turning grey as if the life from her eyes were draining away.

"No…" she shook her head as she continued to stare at her best friend's corpse.

The Dark Lord now rolled his wand in his hand as he stood in front of Kira. Placing the tip of his wand under her chin, he forced her to look at him. Kira refused to make eye contact as she tried to turn her head from him.

"Now what to do with you…"

"Kill her, My Lord" the words were followed by a cackling laugh.

Bellatrix Lestrange now stood behind The Dark Lord smiling.

"I'm happy to do so My Lord"

Although she sounded eager she was careful not to upset The Dark Lord. She was a shifty looking witch.

Kill me please

Kira begged in her mind to be killed. Through her whole life she knew that if the decision was torture and life, she would rather die from the killing curse.

"No!- A helper of Mudbloods yes she is, but worthy of death? No." The Dark Lord dismissed any ideas of killing Kira.

"No, I have the perfect solution for this one- Where is your wand?" He spoke directly to Kira.

"It was taken from me by him" Kira nodded at Wormtail.

"Wormtail! Show me her wand"

Wormtail produced a rosewood wand, shaped into a rosebud at the handle.

The Dark Lord studied the wand carefully, watching both the wand and its owner.

"Core?"

For a second Kira's mind went blank with fear as she bowed her head down, now free of his wand.

"Um- Dragon Heartstring your Lord"

SNAP

Kira didn't need to look up, to know that he had snapped her wand in half. At the sound Kira let out a small whimper as the two pieces fell to the floor in front of her.

"You will gain a wand when you are ready- For now I think your best use is your pureblood"

"What do you mean my lord?" Bellatrix looked from her master to Kira, images going through her head of what her master could mean.

"I mean, Bellatrix that Pureblood children are valued- Therefore this witch is perfect for producing purebloods" The Dark Lord sneered at her, before moving back to face the death eaters that now looked eager.

"Of course, she will make a perfect pureblood wife- But to whom should I give a wife?."

The Dark Lord now moved from one side of the room to the other, his eyes browsing over his loyal servants. Those who were married looked grumpy as the single Death-eaters moved forward to the view of the Dark Lord.

"Ah Severus"

Kira looked to who The Dark Lord addressed. Severus was the man with pale skin and dark hair and eyes. He was not ugly, but he seemed dangerously dark and cruel. Kira had attended Hogwarts for only a short time, but she knew he seemed familiar. He was the potions master!

"My Lord?" Severus now bowed to the Dark Lord.

"Severus, you have served me well. You are one of my most loyal servants. HOWEVER, you are without a wife or child- She is now your responsibility. At the next gathering you will marry her. I shall be expecting children soon Severus"

The Dark Lord sneered, knowing that his loyal servant would be unwilling to mate with anyone.

"Unless you're still wishing for that Mudblood?"

Severus knew he could not back down. With a nod he strode over to Kira and grabbed her arm forcing her to her feet. With a bow to his master he began to pull Kira away.

"Wormtail! You now serve under both Severus...And his new wife- No go!" Wormtail bows, less graciously then Snape and runs after them.

"Severus! One more thing-You will train her to serve under me. When she is ready she may have a wand and serve as a death-eater. Only is ready when you think she can be a loyal servant"

"Of course My Lord, thank you"

"My pleasure Severus- Enjoy her before the pregnancy though"

Laughs and cackles sounded behind them as Kira felt herself shaking with fear and the cold as the firm grip of this death-eater pulled her along after him….