A guest.

Being a guest at toms place was a joyous occasion. He took absolute delight in trying to torture the information out of me day and night. I was cut up then stitched back together and kept in good shape and the longer it took for me to break the more eager he became like someone waiting for a prize at a long end of a maze. Meanwhile I was trying to come up with some way to get free. With my magic sealed I was a bit limited on what I can do.

That's when it hit me the simplest thing to do.

I was ready to make my escape. I don't know how long I had been here but I knew it was over a week. I was once more dragged in front of the snake faced man.

"Such strong resilience I admire that." He said twirling his wand. "However by now you can see that I've won and there's no escape. No magic, no one coming to save you, nothing you can do. All you have to do is tell me what you know and you'll be free from all this suffering."

"..." I croak out.

"What was that I didn't quite catch what you said." He stands up and moves closer as I whisper again.

At this point he's within arms reach of me and leans forward. There's a sharp Snick sound as my goblin blade materializes right through his chest and he gasps in shock leaning up against me.

"I said get fucked." I tell him as he slumps down dropping his wand on the ground as it rolls away.

"Alfie!" I croak out my elf's name and he pops into view.

Looking around he shrieks in fright.

"Alfie quickly release me." I say and the elf snaps his fingers and the binding drop off of me.

With a swish of my blade off slides Voldemort's head. The soul in the body was already gone if you think for one second I didn't have basilisk venom on my blades when I literally owned one you'd be dead wrong.

My sword vanished and is replaced by my elder wand as I start using charms to see if there's any other living people around. There's a couple however when I kick of the cloaked body near me the hood falls off revealing an inferi. Damn zombies I had forgotten about those guys. I pick up the head of Voldemort and put it in my inventory along with his new wand before going to check on the life signals. I make sure to conceal myself under my cloak and be as stealthy as I can.

I make my way down some stairs and find a prison where I see a couple of people. I don't recognize any of them.

I pull off my cloak.

"Who are you all and be quick." I say aiming my wand at them. I really look like death warmed over I'm pale from blood loss and torture and I'm missing my arm and covered in freshly healed wounds.

"Bertha jorkins." The woman says shakily.

"Gregorovitch." And older man says and the rest were people I hadn't heard of.

So a ministry worker and a wand maker that explains a lot.

"Alfie can you pop us all to St.Mungos." I ask the elf who nods and a second later we are in a building smelling of chemicals I hate and then there's shouting and I'm being wheeled off to a medical room to be looked over. It doesn't take long before I'm out cold I hadn't been allowed to sleep so I just conked right out. When I woke up I was being glared at by a bunch of teary eyed girls and some adults.

"Can someone give me a hand?" I say waving my nub. There's a choking cough from Sirius and then I'm smacked in the back of the head by Amelia.

"Ah I'm wounded be gentle will you." I say wincing. "Anyway I've prepared a gift for you I hope this counts towards my early promotion when you hire me." I get confused looks all around as they had no idea what had happened.

I drag over a table with my remaining arm before a disembodied head plops down on it. Still in shock was Voldemort's head all wide eyed. There's gasps around the room and the sound of some of the girls leaving to be sick.

"Is that?" Amelia asks me.

"Yep Voldemort himself." I say sliding it to her.

Before anything else can be said I'm tackled by a fuzzy brown haired sobbing missile. "I'm so sorry I was ignoring you. I was so worried I'd never get to see you again. All we found was your wand and arm." Hermione sobbed at me babbling some other unintelligible stuff.

"Shh shh it's fine." I say patting her back with my hand and hugging her before I was dog piled by the other girls some crying some angry all worried.

"How long was I gone." I ask Sirius.

"Two and a half weeks." He says as I suck in some breath. Oooh pettigrew is totally dead. No water for that long what a bad way to go.

Amelia bags up the head and calls in an auror which carries it off. A nurse also comes in to give me potions to recover from torture curse shock and shivers. And also to go over my wounds. I'm going to have a few nasty curse scars mainly a big one on my chest from being hit with the cruciatus curse so many times. Honestly she was surprised I had lived with the shock to my heart from so many attacks.

The girls all gaped at the wounds over my body before there was another round of tearful hugs. I spent quite a bit of time calming them all down. The most scared one was actually Bella who gave me a kiss and made me promise to never do something like that again. She ment cutting off my mental connection. We were under a Fidelius anyway and they wouldn't have been able to do anything besides worry. So I saw it as a needed thing. But I promised her anyway.

I would be spending the next couple of weeks in here to recover so that was going to suck. Really not looking forward to sucking down potions all this time.