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Rose was correct when she said that the next few weeks would be filled with torture. Bellatrix would find little things to torture Rose over, including when she wouldn't answer to Cassiopeia. Draco was the only person to still call her Rose, but only when they were in the private of their room.

Being engaged to her cousin still made Rose sick to her stomach. The Death Eaters would constantly tease them and make crude jokes, but if Rose spoke back to them she would be tortured. To make matters worse, the longer she was away from Harry, the worse her healing powers got. A Death Eater had been injured during a mission, and Rose hadn't been able to heal him. She had to watch as the man was killed in front of her and then she was tortured for failing her mission.

Voldemort often forced Rose to spend the day with him. He would force her to walk through the gardens as he spewed anti-muggle sentiments, or he would force her to read books on the Dark Arts as he practiced spells. Rose still didn't have her wand, so she just read the spells. It felt like Umbridge's class all over again, except much darker and scarier.

The only good times were when Rose got her visions of Harry. He was still at Grimmauld Place, but Remus had visited him. Rose found out that Tonks was pregnant with the vision, but she also grew very disappointed with her godfather when he told Harry that he would leave Tonks and the baby to help Harry, who was also upset. James and Lily also visited Grimmauld Place, but Harry refused to leave. The adults all agreed to leave the trio alone so they could do their mission, but they requested an occasional letter. Unfortunately, Rose would go into a trance when she saw these visions, causing her to be tortured when she finally regained consciousness.

"Rose? You good?" Draco asked. She was sitting at the vanity in his room and absentmindedly brushing her hair, making it very frizzy.

"Just thinking," Rose said. "We would be going to Hogwarts today."

"We would," Draco confirmed.

"Instead I have to spend the day planning a wedding with my cousin," Rose sighed.

"You need to leave now to do that," Draco said as he looked at his watch. "Auntie Bella will be there too, and if you're not early she'll get upset."

Rose saw that she had five minutes until she was supposed to meet with Narcissa, so she sighed and stood up, smoothing her plain black dress as she said bye to Draco and then made her way to the ball room.

"There she is," Narcissa said with a smile when Rose entered the room. It was filled with flowers, decorations and dressed. There was another witch in there, walking around and checking everything.

"Hello, Mrs. Malfoy, Mrs. Lestrange," Rose said politely. Bellatrix snarled at her, but stayed quiet.

"Cassiopeia, I believe you know Madam Malkin," Narcissa said. The witch turned around and Rose immediately knew that she was Imperiused.

"Hello, madam," Madam Malkin said, her voice emotionless and her eyes blank.

"Good morning, Madam," Rose said.

"Madam Malkin will help you with everything. She didn't plan weddings before, but she does now," Narcissa said. "Let's start with the color scheme you would want."

"Ummm...dark," Rose said.

"Be more sophisticated with your answers," Bellatrix snapped.

"Black and grey, perhaps. Maybe some Slytherin green," Rose said quickly, not wanting to be tortured.

"Very good," Narcissa said kindly. Madam Malkin hurried over to where the flowers were, the three other women following.

"Choose your favorite and we can charm it to be any color," Madam Malkin said.

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