"What's going on? Where are we?" Harry heard Hermione cry out. He silently agreed with her. He was thirty-eight, it had been nineteen years since anything had happened, and now, after sending his last child off to Hogwarts for the first time, he and the others had been kidnaped, and his scar was burning.
"Well, well ,well. Harry Potter was caught off his guard." Someone drawled. He could feel someone struggling to his side.
"Rodolphus! I'm acually going to kill you. Let us go!" A man cried out. Harry ecognized his voice, it was
"Uncle Rabastan?" A drawl came from Harry's left.
"Draco?" Rabasan responded, a sharp intake of breath showing that the man had surprised him.
"Wait, who else is here?" Draco asked. Harry looked around and saw the basic outline of his friends.
"Harry Potter, Ginny Weasley-Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Weasley-Granger," Harry said. As he said their names, they all greeted Draco warmly. Over the past years the five of them had become close, especially after Draco's admission of his crush on Hermione through their first four years, and telling them that Rose and Albus and saved Scorpius' butt repeatedly. It didn't help that it had been from James that they'd saved him.
"We have Draco Malfoy and Astoria Black-Malfoy over here." Draco added quickly. Rabastan paused in struggling to get out of his ropes before answering.
"Rabastan Lestrange, Remus Lupin, Nympha-don't cut me off-Dora Tonks, Sirius Black, Albus Dumbledore, Dobby the house elf, Bellatrix Lestrange, Cedric Digory and... and Tom M. Riddle Junior over here." Harry immediately realized why the hestation happened, esecially on the last name.
"Tom, have any idea how we could get out?" Harry asked. Hermine and Ron inhaled sharply.
"No idea, Harry. I've been trying, as has Albus, for over twenty years now. We have no idea how to get out." A deep voice, clearly the one from before he turned into Voldemort, responded, the grin in his voice evident.
"And who exactly has us captive?" Ginny asked, a quiet strength in her voice. Rabastan sighed.
"Either Rodolphus has gone nuts or he's decided the Dark Lord isn't himself anymore, because he's decided he's the Dark Lord and can rule over all of us. Or he's going to kill all of us." Rabastan shrugged. Harry chuckled, as did Ron.
"Hey, Rodolphus, Mind untying us if you took our wands, and because you have everyone you want?" Bellatrix asked in a strangely calm voice. Rodolphus let them go, before locking the door and leaving. The prisoners stared at each other in a deafening silence.