Paranoia Pays Off
Remus Lupin lay on the couch at Severus's house. Severus and Sirius had gone to bed at midnight but he hadn't been able to sleep. Closing his eyes, he finally allowed himself to cry as he thought of what could happen to Alyssa and their unborn child if they weren't found in time. All that time that I thought she was too paranoid, seeing ghosts; I'd give anything for her to be in front of me right now, rubbing my nose in the fact that I was wrong. As dawn broke, Remus finally cried himself to sleep, unaware that his wife was just waking in her cell.
Beginning of dream
Alyssa was dragged from the cell she'd been imprisoned in for the past eleven months. She didn't fight as she was drug by her hair into a large room, merely clutched her child closer as the Dark Lord approached. With a lazy wave of his wand, chains on the wall sprung to life, wrapping around her arms and legs, rendering her immobile. She couldn't move, not even when the sick bastard took her child from her lap. Her voice had long since disappeared after one of the many torture sessions; even though she was screaming and cursing in her mind and her lips were moving, no sound was coming out.
"Now, now my dear, no need to get so worked up," Voldemort sneered, "I just want to introduce the child to its family.
NO, her mind shrieked, seeing her family held in a cage opposite her. All looked relatively unscathed, but she knew that wouldn't last for long. She noticed that Remus was in a separate cage from the others.
"Now wolf," Voldemort said as he approached the cage holding Remus, "Say hello to your child." He carelessly tossed the bundle of blankets into the cell, closing the door immediately after. Remus caught the baby before it hit the ground, but Alyssa could see that he was troubled.
She looked out the window, at the light filtering in from the night sky. Moonlight. Horrified, Alyssa watched as the full moon rose in the sky, and her husband began to transform. Sweet, gentle, caring Remus was gone, replaced with the snarling vicious monster that she had encountered in her sixth year at Hogwarts.
She turned pleading eyes on Voldemort, promising anything if he'd remove her child from the cage. Remus had never even met the child, and now he was going to be made to kill it. Voldemort only laughed, using a spell to force her to face the cage once more. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Severus covering Harry's ears, and turning the boy in the opposite direction so he couldn't see.
The werewolf was furious about being caged and howled. He began running madly around the cell, slashing at the bars and taking no notice of the sleeping infant on the ground. A stinging hex from Voldemort made the child wake with a soft cry, causing the werewolf to turn, letting Alyssa see his eyes. Amber eyes glinting with bloodlust as it sniffed the blankets.
REMUS, NO!
End of dream
Alyssa's eyes flew open. Her heart was pounding far too fast and she could barely breathe. The terror from the nightmare lingered as her eyes shot around the cell, taking in the details she had memorized yesterday. Her stomach rebelled as she thought of the last thing she had seen before she woke up. Remus's eyes, her husband's eyes, alight with bloodlust. She made it to the farthest corner of her cell before she collapsed to her knees, throwing up on the floor.
When she finished, Alyssa grimly wiped her mouth on her sleeve, feeling her terror ebbing away as the minutes passed. It was a dream, just a dream. It wasn't a vision. You'll be out of here before there is even a chance of that happening. Alyssa paced slightly, going over her options.
Malfoy could not learn of her pregnancy; that was for certain. With that in mind, Alyssa concentrated her slightly frazzled mind on the pile of sick in the corner, concentrating on vanishing it. After a few moments, the spell worked, leaving Alyssa moderately satisfied. She was able to do a little wandless magic, nothing major. Summoning spells and vanishing spells, nothing more, but better than nothing. Looking at the watch no one had thought to remove from her wrist, Alyssa estimated that it had been approximately eighteen hours since she had been captured. She also thought back to when she had been friendly with the Malfoy family. None of the family would be up and about before ten o'clock, unless there was a Death Eater meeting.
Alyssa moved back to the cot, sitting down and taking off her black heels. Sitting them on the cot in front of her, she muttered something that sounded like "lobo". The part of the shoe her foot would normally rest upon was gone, revealing a small, hollow space. In the right shoe, there was a small stash of money, magical and muggle. The left shoe contained something much better, a wand. Not her wand no, Malfoy had taken that. This wand was a spare, and could be used to escape, if she was cautious.
Malfoy would probably have charms in place that let him know if magic was used. Luckily, they would only be able to track magic she cast with a wand, meaning her small amount of wandless magic would go unnoticed. Smirking, she repeated the phrase from earlier, resealing the secret compartment and putting her shoes back on. It wouldn't do to have Malfoy getting suspicious.
All I need, Alyssa thought as she began to pace her small cell, is for Malfoy, anyone really, to reveal where I'm being held. If I can find that out, I can use my spare wand to send a patronus to the others, warning them of his plans. It'll have to be quick, because as soon as he finds out that I've used magic I'll be in for it. If he's the only one who comes, I'll stand a chance, but what if he brings others? This wand is good, but it's not at the same level as my wand. At least this bit of paranoia paid off; if I ever get out of here, I'm going to tell Remus I told you so. I'm too paranoid, seeing ghosts; apparently I wasn't paranoid enough.