Although she slept soundly enough at first, her slumber was plagued with disturbing dreams. Reality and fears melded so that it was her parents on the floor of the Manor under Bellatrix Lestrange's knife, and she was bargaining to take their place. Then it was Malfoy, not Bellatrix, raising his wand to inflict pain, and her skin was burning, and her bones were cracking, she could hear them break –