27. The escape.

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TW abuse
Amber's POV

It's been three days since I was kidnapped. No sign of Draco, not like he'll find me somewhere I don't even know where. My father has been abusing me every five minutes even if I hadn't done anything. Even if I breath wrong he'll add another bruise or cut. I don't understand how this is helping anyone.

My face is cut up pretty bad, I have a big slash from my forehead through my eyebrow, eyelid and cheek. I have bruises all over my body. More bruises than cuts, I could barely move without being extremely sore. I just want to get out of here, but I don't know how. Father has every single entrance blocked. I can't apparate in here, I've already tried. I heard footsteps coming down the hall and stopping for a few seconds before the handle to my so called bedroom turned. In walked Lucius fucking Malfoy.

"Amber dear, come with me." He spoke slowly. I didn't say anything, I just stood up from my bed and walked towards him. He grabbed my arm harshly making me wince. He dragged me out of my room and up a few stairs I've never been up before.

The stairs led to a huge ballroom, I immediately recognized where I am now. It's the Riddle manor, my 'home'. Lucius continued to drag me to the front of the room where a small chair stood in front of a very long table that could probably sit 80-100 people. "Sit." He demanded and I did, it's not like I could say no without being killed.

I then heard many footsteps coming closer to the room I was sat in. The doors to my left burst open and an insane amount of death eaters piled in and sat down, filling every seat available at the long black table. The death eaters took off their masks and hoods. I recognize some of them including Narcissa Malfoy, Professor Snape, and Peter Pettigrew.

"The Dark Lord has arrived." Lucius announced and Voldemort apparated to the head of the table where all the death eaters sat. Lucius joined beside him. "Welcome, today we will be turning my dearest daughter into one of us..." his horrid voice rang in my head as I froze...he's turning me into a death eater... my life is over...

He made his way over to me. "My daughter has powers that no one in the world has, she will become my first and most trusted death eater. I will turn her stronger than how she is now, she will join us and help us defeat Albus Dumbledore. We will be able to rule the wizarding world!" He cackled loudly and soon everyone joined him. He hushed them quickly.

"Stand you filthy girl." Lucius called to me as he walked my way. I did, not expecting anything that will happen next. He pointed his wand into my neck, I tilted my head up so it didn't hurt as much but he continued to push it deeper. "Are you ready to become one of us Amber?" Lucius smirked evilly. I didn't answer. "Answer me!" He demanded.

"Yes, I'm ready." I said quickly and gulped. He chuckled as he saw the fear grow in my eyes. "Severus, please join us and use your spell against the girl." My father spat. Snape stood from his chair and walked in front of me, pointing his wand at me.

"SECTUMSEMPRA!" Green light shot out of his wand and into me, I winced trying not to scream but the blood ran through my clothes and I grabbed my stomach, trying to stop the pain.

"Thank you Severus you may sit now." Voldemort said. Snape made his way back to his chair and sat. "Get up you weak little thing and give me your left arm." I slowly stood up, the pain is still unbearable but I pushed through it. I lifted my arm up and pulled my sleeve up to my elbow. My father traced his bone like wand down my arm before pushing it into the surface of my skin. He muttered 'morsmordre' the spell that emits the dark mark into your skin, turning you into a death eater.

I screamed on the top of my lungs at the different levels of pain. From my wounded stomach, to all the bruises, and lastly the mark that'll change my life forever. I dropped to my knees not being able to feel anything anymore, and I simply passed out onto the floor after my father gave me his mark.

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