Summary: When a mishap in a school duel brings Harry into a long and painful experience, he is kidnapped from Hogwarts and right into Voldemort's clutches. With Harry in constant pain, how on earth will he get out of this?

Note: I don't have a Beta, but I have recently (on 1/14/2012) updated all 5 chapters. I noted some small spelling errors and made some very small changes.

Author disclaimer: I don't own any characters mentioned in this fanfic and I certainly don't own J.K. Rowling. I wish I did... ^_^


Duel

Chapter 1: Attack of the spells

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were walking around the corridor bend when they came face to face with Draco Malfoy and his two buddies behind him.

"Hello redhead and scarhead." Malfoy sneered. "How's Hogwarts doing for you? Just got my NEWT scores. Perfect as usual." They rolled their eyes. "I bet Weasel here got a negative on his."

"Shut up Malfoy. Just because your filthy rich doesn't mean you get to have your dad pay-up for good grades." Ron replied sharply.

"Ron!" Hermione hissed. "Stop it."

"What are you saying Weasel? That I cheated on my NEWTS? You couldn't afford it even if you wanted to." Malfoy laughed.

"How dare-" Ron started.

"Lets go Ron. He isn't worth it." Harry added as he turned to leave with Hermione by his side. Ron turned away from his friends.

"No. I have something to say to Malfoy. I hate it when he makes rude remarks about my family." He turned to face Malfoy. "It makes me so mad! You and both your Slytherin things, should just leave me the hell alone!"

"I would Weasel, but you and your Gryffindor whatever's keep appearing on the face of this Pure-blood world." Hermione turned towards Malfoy. Harry held her back.

"Leave it Hermione. I don't want this going any further then it is. Let's go Ron."

"Ya Weasel. Go ahead and leave with your friends. There not even worth calling friends." The Slytherin pack snickered.

"Hey my friends have names you know." Ron rebutted.

"Oh right. Forgot about The-Boy-Who-Should-Of-Died and the mud-blood girl. Opps. Must have slipped my mind."

Hermione gasped then looked at the pale Harry Potter.

"Malfoy." Harry said though his teeth.

"How dare you say such a thing? You'll regret it Malfoy." Ron pulled out his wand and aimed it at him.

Malfoy pulled out his own wand just as fast.

"Want to do things this way do you Weasel? Well fine. Prepare to have your skinny ass kicked!"

"Ron. Put down your wand right now!" Hermione said.

Ron ignored her and looked Malfoy into his eyes. "We'll see when your crying like a baby on your own butt!"

"Lets duel already." Malfoy replied shortly.

They both turned to face each other, wands up.

A crowd had begun to develop and backed away as they watched the two.

"A duel. How exciting! Does this happen very often?" A first year asked.

"Not really. Only in my second year; that one was," The fifth year struggled to say the correct word. He came out with, "surprising."

"Who's your second?" Someone yelled from the crowd.

There were murmurs from the crowd then some Gryffindors and Slytherins raised their hands.

"Longbottom!" Ron hastily yelled out. He came out of the crowd and waited.

"Crabbe and Goyle." Malfoy said. The two smirked and took their positions.

"You can't have two seconds." Ron turned and said to Malfoy.

"Sure I can. Hence the word second. Two." Ron snorted and they returned back to back.

Malfoy started counting. "One. Two. Thee. Four. Five." Their steps now about two meters away from where they began. "Six."

Harry felt a tingle in his forehead.

"Seven."

It became stronger and focused on his scar.

"Eight"

Harry felt a surge of pain come forth. He gripped Hermione's arm while gritting his teeth.

Hermione looked at him strangely.

"Nine." The crowd tensed up.

Harry felt a huge amount of pain and pressure upon his scar. He couldn't see as tears started blurring his eyes. He croaked out, "Scar" at the curious Hermione.

Students began to see teachers come their way and started whispering.

"Ten!"

Harry fell to his knees and cried out in pain.

The two had already turned and each cast a spell at the opponent. The teachers, among McGonagall, Professor Snape, and Albus Dumbledore split the crowd up and saw two colored spells going in opposite directions towards Ronald Weasley and Draco Malfoy.

Harry put his hand to his forehead and through his screams and tears, he drew out his wand and cast out, "Accio wands!" He aimed at Malfoy and then at Ron.

Both wands came into his empty left hand. The pain in his scar started to subside. He stopped screaming and began whimpering.

But the two spells were still hurtling towards the other two. Dumbledore cast out a spell towards the two boys. Just in time both spells were deflected and didn't affect either one of them. But the already cast spells had to go somewhere. Magic couldn't just disappear.

Both of the spells turned towards Harry. Everyone gasped. Dumbledore cast out a spell but nothing happened. Each spell came hurtling towards the two wands in Harry's left hand. Harry looked up in shock and yelled out "Imperturbable Charm!". The spells burst through his shield and came into each wand they had come from. But just as they started to enter each wand, there was a boom and both spells hit each other.

Malfoy's blue colored Conjunctivitis Curse and Ron's orange colored Expelliarmus both interlocked with each other and aimed at Harry's chest. Harry gasped out the Imperturbable Charm again.

First he was thrown a couple meters onto the corridor wall, and then remembered seeing blackness. He expected to fall down to the ground, but there was another round of the spells. He felt the Expelliarmus spell push him harder into the wall and this time, still blind, a pain go all over his body. The spells kept going in spurts. He still felt him-self holding all three wands. Obviously the two wands had reacted and only acted upon the wand holder. He let go of the two wands. He heard them clatter to the floor. He sighed. But then again he felt his body being crushed into the wall and pain all over. He said Imperturbable again and again, but nothing happened. As the waves of spells kept coming, they grew worse. He felt his breath start to feel congested. He started gasping for air.

"Harry!" He heard Hermione yell out.

He felt himself getting weaker and started crying as the pain grew more and more.

Dumbledore tried to stop the wands' spells, but nothing happened.

"Hold on Harry." He heard Dumbledore say to him.

Down below, all the students stood, petrified at what was happening. Snape asked Ron and Malfoy what spells they had cast. They didn't reply, only look down. Snape asked again. Ron quietly told him, "Expelliarmus, sir." Snape looked back at Malfoy. He replied, "The Conjunctivitis Curse, sir."

Snape looked at Albus. He sighed. Albus continued to stop the spells but to no avail. Not even Finite Incantatem could help.

"It seems like the Expelliarmus spell creates some Mobilis effect while the Conjunctivitis Curse obviously blinds him and causes more pain." Albus summed up to the other professors. "There is a loop effect which I can't seem to block. Shielding doesn't help either."

Harry faintly heard these words. What spell should I cast to help stop this hell? Suddenly after another wave of unbearable pain, he heard and felt three pops come from his chest. More pain flooded his chest. He screamed out and yelled out, "Stop! Please!" He continued screaming.

"Harry…I'm so sorry…I'm sorry Harry." Ron said and he burst into tears.

"Ron…" Harry whispered. He couldn't say any more as another cycle came.

He heard Albus cast out multiple spells as well as McGonagall. Then after one more wave, he heard no more and actually saw something besides darkness.

He was in a room, with Voldemort in the center. There were many Death Eaters around, everyone seemed anxious.

"Everyone, just a while ago Harry Potter started to have considerable pain. It seems to have escalated very much. I believe that it is time to finally get him. The bond between us has finally allowed us through Hogwart's wards and protection barriers. Now, the object is to only get Potter, not anyone else. If anyone should stop you from getting him, you know what to do. I could wait longer for the pain to escalate further to make it easier, but that increases the chances of Potter getting saved and having no more pain. We cannot take that risk. Now, go. Get Harry Potter!" Voldemort shouted in delight.

The rest of the Death Eaters cheered as they disappeared.

Harry went to blackness all over again. He was never happier to see blackness in his life.

"Harry! Harry! Can you hear us?" Hermione was calling out.

He heard Ron cry louder.

"Harry. Please answer us." Albus said.

Harry screamed before he could say anything, as another rib was snapped in half. He tried to not blackout. He gathered what breath he had left and finally spoke up.

"Albus…" He said weakly. "Voldemort…" He bit his lip as pain flooded his body. "He told of our connection-" He waited for more air. "Please…quick…barriers…weak now."

"They are fine Harry. He can't get through-" Albus replied.

"No-" Harry gasped. He cried out then continued. "Death Eaters"

Everyone started panicking.

"Were all going to die! Run!" Someone shouted out. Everyone scattered.

"SILENCE!" Albus bellowed. Everyone froze.

"Each head prefect will escort their own house to their common room. Now!" Everyone left except the still crying Ron, Hermione by his side, silently crying, and Malfoy, looking pale as ever.

"You three stay hidden. Now don't interfere! Understand?" They nodded their heads. They all crouched behind a corner and waited.

There was a big cracking sound by Harry. All three professors took out their wands, ready for anything. Nothing was there except the screaming Harry Potter. Then they noticed that there were cracks all around Harry. He was actually indented into the corridor wall.

Harry was almost at breaking point. He didn't know how much he could take this constant pain. He was half glad to not see what was happening to him but sad that he couldn't see Albus Dumbledore. He prayed he would save him.

Then he heard a series of pops around him. He knew it wasn't the spells as there was no spontaneous amount of pain.

Albus and the rest immediately started hexing the Death Eaters as they apparited in front of Harry.

There were about five to six Death Eaters; All unrecognizable. One actually fell to the ground as Professor McGonagall hexed him or her. About three Death Eaters were trying to get Harry off the wall, while three other protected them.

"He's going unconscious. Hurry up. Get the wands." One Death Eater said.

The three professors now had to dodge and block spells as they focused on the group that was concentrating on Harry. Harry started panicking and yelling out Albus and his friend's name. He pleaded for the pain to stop.

"Harry! Try and go unconscious. That will stop the pain." Albus yelled out as he blocked a spell.

Harry tried to think of nothing and let the pain engulf him. He started to fade when he was brought back to the pain by a spell.

"No!" He gasped. "Give me more pain… Knock me out. Please…" He started crying.

"Harry. I can't. I just can't… I'm sorry. I would never hurt you intentionality. I-"

Then they heard a woman scream and fall to the ground.

Harry heard gasps and snickers from the nearby Death Eaters.

"What-" He gasped. "Happened? Who?"

"Professor McGonagall, Harry." Albus solemnly said. He blocked another curse.

The three Death Eaters near Harry all said Finite Incantatem. Nothing.

"HURT ME!" Harry screamed out in desperation.

Then he heard Snape say multiple spells. The Death Eaters weren't sure if they should block them or let them hurt Potter.

Harry screamed again and again as each spell hit him, some hitting the Death Eaters near him. They screamed with him and yelled for the defenders to attack.

Harry wanted to fall into nothingness. The new round of spells made his head scream more. He wanted to hit his head, pass out, anything to make the pain stop and the school's wards to come up again. He tried to relax and let his mind go. He remembered thinking of his mother and father then bliss nothingness.

"NO! Wake him up dammit!" One Death Eater said. They all started panicking as they cast out awaking spells.

Draco stopped watching from the corner. He turned his head and looked down. He had just heard his own father yell for Harry Potter to have unbearable pain so they could bring him to the Dark Lord. He never wanted any of this. He wanted something to happen to Potter, other then pain. It's not like he liked the boy or anything but it was hard to see him in such pain. He had seen grown men cry in agony from the Dark Lords Cruciatus's, but for Potter to be in a similar circumstance; it was…hard to watch.

Ron was now in a state of shock. Just after the Death Eaters had arrived, he just turned his head and listened to the battle scene and Harry's screams.

Hermione was on the verge of a breakdown. She was shaking and crying as she watched her best friend endure this horrible event.

By now there was only one guard. He tried his hardest to block Snape and Dumbledore's spells, but they knew he would fail soon.

Just as Snape was about to cast another spell at the guard, they heard the three cast Ennervate and Harry screamed back from cautiousness. Snape shuddered. Their time was running low.

"Locomotor!" The three rang out. Harry moved from his position on the wall and onto the ground. He cried out Albus's name.

"Lets go now!" The four held onto Harry and touched each fallen Death Eater. They quickly conjured up a shield.

Harry was hysterical now. He was screaming for help every second.

"Please! HELP!" He gasped. "HELP ME ALBUS! NOW!"

Hermione couldn't hold it back. She ran out and advanced towards Harry.

"Granger!" Snape yelled out.

"Harry! We'll get you out. I promise." Though tears she added, "Don't forget us. We love you very much…" She fell to her knees as Snape held her back.

Harry turned his head towards her way and said, "I love you too… I'm s-sorry." He turned his head towards the ceiling and in one last scream of pain coursing though him, he and all the Death Eaters disappeared.

Harry's scream echoed throughout the Hogwarts corridors and though the ears of the two professors and the three students.

Dumbledore lowered his wand hand and continued to stare at where Harry had been.

Snape held Hermione as she cried; his expression blank.

Ron noticed it was quiet and peered around the corner. He saw no Harry and started crying harder.

Malfoy stepped out and shakily stepped to where Harry was on the wall. He looked up and saw an imprint of Harry's body in the bricks. He turned his head away and stared into space.

After a couple seconds, Albus made his way towards Professor McGonagall. The others soon followed him.

"Just unconscious." He waved his hand over her and she awoke. She blinked a couple times then stood up. She was about to ask about Harry when she noticed the silence and Harry not there.

"Merlin no. They didn't…" She looked at Albus. He shook his head. She gasped silently.

They stood there in silence for a while. Albus sighed, "Minerva, if you can, please escort the three to the Hospital Wing to get something for their nerves." She nodded her head and the three started to follow her.

"Draco." Snape said. "Stay here."

He came up to the two adults and didn't look up.

"Listen. I know your father was the leader that came today. I want you to seriously think of your loyalties and whom they are to. We will probably be called soon, so prepare yourself." Draco looked up at Snape and managed a small "Yes, sir."

"I'll meet you in my office soon." He nodded and Draco left.

Both Snape and Dumbledore rushed to Dumbledore's office to get Ministry help.


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