Chapter one
"Harry Potter! Harry sir you must wake up! You must!"
Harry opened his eyes. Everything was blurred and unrecognisable. Where was he? As his vision restored he saw a very frantic look elf. "Dobby!" he yelled, sitting bolt up right strait away! Harry felt dizzy and confused. Why was Dobby standing on his bed shaking him? Was this his bed?
"What happened Dobby? What's wrong?" This wasn't his house! His house was bright, neat and tidy! Most the time anyway. He chuckled to himself.
"They kidnapped them sir! She sent Dobby a message! She sent Dobby a message!" The worried elf squeaked.
"Ginny!" Harry leapt out of bed and sprinted to the door. "Who did this Dobby?"
"Malfoy sir! Malfoy!"
Harry was gone. His mind was racing! What would he what with his girlfriend? Then it struck him! Revenge! He Harry had been the one that got his father in Azkaban for treachery to the Ministry of Magic! Why didn't he see this coming? How could he have been such an idiot! Of course Malfoy wanted revenge! But of what sort?
Finally he was there! The corridor was dimly lit but nothing was going to stop him from saving this betrothed! There wedding was next Monday! What was he going to do? He mustn't panic! He mustn't panic at all! Sweat dripped down his face as ran blindly forwards. It felt like someone was boiling him up in a saucepan. Then he heard a scream. This was his worst dream being realised! Suddenly a searing pain sliced through his head, and he passed out…
"Malfoy?"
"No it's me you idiot!"…
"RON!"
"Oh Ron! Am I glad to see you or what?" "Ginny! He's got-"
"And Hermione! I went too!" "I found you lying there so I quickly got you here!"
"How long have I been out cold?" Harry asked worriedly.
"About two hours said Ron with a wrinkle of his nose."
