It’s dark. She opens her eyes and the first thing she does is look for Ron and Harry. She remembers Harry saying Voldemort’s name. Chaos. Snacher’s. Malfoy Manor. And then everything goes black. Then begins the pain. She doesn’t know where it’s coming from. All she knows is it’s excruciating. It feels as if someone has poured molten lava inside her, throbbing through her veins. She wants it to stop. Where is Ron and Harry? Her bones ache, her whole body arches and shakes with agony. Again and again. Until it all goes blank once again. Laughter. Someone’s laughing at this pain. She doesn’t dare open her eyes.