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[hr_neville]

The sound of heels on the stone woke him with a start. He moved back into the darkest shadowed corner, unsure of what good it would do. It was to the point where he could tell them apart by their footsteps. It would be a bad night. Or day. Whichever.

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[purebloodcissa]

"Hello dear boy," Cissa said with fake sweetness as she entered Neville's dungeon room. Kneeling down next to the small cot on which he slept, Narcissa ran her hand through his hair and yanked it up to face her. "Miss me?" she whispered.

[hr_neville]

He shivered, partly from cold, though he was too numb to feel that much by now. "Really, really no," he croaked.

[purebloodcissa]

"Wrong answer, pet," she said, slapping him hard across the face. "But lucky for you, I'm feeling generous today. I'll give you a second chance."

"Did you miss me?" she said in her fake voice, acting with all the care of a mother.

[hr_neville]

He tasted the cool tang of copper as his dry lower lip split open. "No," he said again, but softer, as if he hoped she wouldn't hear.

[purebloodcissa]

"Now when did I ever say that?" she said, wiping the blade clean on Neville's pants before running it up and down his other arm.

[hr_neville]

"Just a feeling."

[purebloodcissa]

"Well, little pet," she cooed, running the blade along his other arm, gazing at the red line it produced. "Your feeling is wrong." Once again, she turned the knife on its tip and watched as a drop trailed down his chest.

[hr_neville]

He was so numb with cold that he barely felt the shallow cuts, but he watched dazedly as blood stained the waistline of his jeans. "Anything in particular you want to hear?"

[purebloodcissa]

Gritting her teeth, Cissa dug her nails into his neck and threw him across the room by his neck, enjoying the thump of him hitting the wall. "Witty. . . and stupid."

[hr_neville]

The pain seemed to have switched him on, and it was easier to think, to resist. He knew there was little chance of fighting back, after so long being cold and starved, but he felt oddly safe now she was resorting to tossing him around like a toy to get him to do what she wanted.

[purebloodcissa]

Her long skirt flowing behind her, she stepped quickly to his side and kicked him hard in the ribs. "Your attitude is most annoying."

[hr_neville]

He doubled up, sliding painfully down the stone. "Sorry 'bout that..."