Hey guys!

Sorry i been absent for so long but i've made some major changes to the story...of course since its me editing their are gonna be countless mistakes so please tell me where they are and i'll fix them up....oops i just found one! *runs to change*

So Anyways will incorporate Dark themes (im not gonna say what cause SPOILERS) just remember i'm a cheerful person and so it won't be too bad. Read and you know review if you would like *begging puppy eyes* For all those people who stayed with me...hahahaha u guys must be crazzzyyyyy! So take a leap of faith and read the first chapter i dare you!

This story is dedicated to The Hat Gang....

Rhyme and reason, reason and rhyme,
We ask the old man what is the time
The time he said I do not know
The clock stopped working sometime ago
What a disaster was our reply
We don't know if its 1 o'clock or half past 5
The man kept talking things were fine
Looking to the sky he said the time was for
Reason and rhyme

Reason and Rhyme, rhyme and reason
We asked the old lady what is the season
The season she said you can't be sure
The weather is strange can't tell you anymore
woh my god woh my god woh my god
What a thing we don't know if its
Summer autumn winter or spring
Then she said this may be pleasing
The time has come for rhyme and reason

Rhyme and reason and destination
We ask ourselves what is this nation
This place they say is no mans land
And terranaleous is written in the sand
So what with all these spaces
Why can't we be independent?
And combine the races
Well we will see what we can do
Like time and season
We will rhyme and reason

(Rhyme and Reason by The Cat Empire)

Chapter One

A Windy Day

The day was perfect, not a cloud in the sky and birds were singing rejoicing at the perfect flying conditions. In other words, it was dead boring and school just made it worse. Staring out the window there wasn't much to do to amuse oneself. No clouds to look at, no trees to watch tossing in the wind and nobody to laugh at when they got caught out in the rain. All there was, was boring blue sky.

Sounds kinda lame staring at clouds and watching trees but I'm sure there are plenty out there who are stuck in some maths class and know exactly what I'm talking about, having had to go to these extreme measures to keep their self sane.

Some one poking me quickly brought my attention back to the class. I looked questionably at Kate, who simply smiled and continued poking. When that didn't get much more of a reaction out of me she started drawing all over my arm.

'Well I guess I was right' I thought amused 'beautiful sunny days lead people to go to extremes to keep them selves sane.'

"Homework for tonight" Mrs Bay announced as I switched my attention from Kate to the front of the classroom, "Is Chapter three, questions 1, 2, 3 and 7 due tomorrow. And I will be checking!"

I sighed over dramatically and dragged out my diary, fought a miniature war with Kate trying to get my pen back (which she had been using to draw all over me) and managed to write in the homework.

Finally we were dismissed and every one hurried out to lunch. From there we went to the lockers, got pushed and shoved (as always and as always I also did more than my own fair share of pushing and shoving) as people tried to get to their lockers, get lunch and then hurry off with friends to hang out and eat.

I joined my friends on the Lawn under the tree, taking refuge in the shade from the hot weather. Three weeks until Christmas and it seemed we were already well into summer with temperatures reaching into the high thirties and sometimes low forties. Lunch finally finished and with faint traces of relief we entered cool air-conditioned classes. The rest of the day managed to pass pretty quickly, well as quickly as any school day can.

The bus ride home was around a forty-minute trip and in the heat it seemed to take forever to arrive. Finally my stop came up and my brother and I stepped off onto the path. My brother Matt was eleven, three years younger than me. Matt wasn't my only brother there was also Harry who was ten and Sam who was eight. Then there was also my mum and dad; Wendy and Paul.

Getting home was the usual thing; gorging my self on whatever I could find, getting yelled at by mum for not putting the bread away, getting into tussles with brothers, breaking up tussles between brothers and finally going into my room and getting onto Msn. Msn for those who don't know is Hotmail, for those who don't know Hotmail (you are a very sad person who most likely has never been on the net before and is completely and hopelessly ignorant.) its an instant messaging service where you are able to talk to another person instantly (although with my computer you had to allow a few seconds for lag).

My mum came into my room just as I started to sign in and get other web pages up which I could surf.

"Alex! It's a beautiful day! You can go outside and take the dog for a walk or go find someone to play with but you are NOT sitting around on the computer!" she announced.

That's another reason I hate sunny days. People always expect you to do something outside. "But Muuuuummmm" I whinnied pitifully

"No buts! You can go take the dog out or go kick the footy."

My mum left the room and I scowled at her back. Grudgingly I signed in as and BRB or Be Right Back on Msn grabbed the leash, some doggy bags and then the dog.

Cindy was a cross between a golden retriever and cattle dog. Cindy had been the last of the pups, and the runt of the litter as well as the only black dog of the litter; all her brothers and sisters had been golden. We didn't care and had fallen in love with her on first sight.

Cindy wasn't like your average dog, for one thing she didn't think she was a dog, she thought she was human. We never had to worry about Cindy running off with another dog because she was completely uninterested in all and any dogs (whom she considered "lower" than her). Yes our dog had a superiority complex.

I walked along the river, staring into the slightly murky waves. I guess that was a good thing about Australia. We weren't too choked up in pollution. It was an even better thing in Perth, where we had a tiny population (of course being the most isolated city in the world also helped).

I finally decided that I had been out, long enough to satisfy my mother and the sun, although setting, was still too warm for my liking. "Come on Cindy, home time." She just looked at me with her big brown eyes. I smiled "Come on I'll race you to the end of the road…ready…set...go!" I ran. Cindy, who a few seconds ago had been looking at me confused, suddenly realised I wanted to race. She easily over took me and went into a light jog to show-off just how easily she had won.

"Ha!" I said when we reached the end of the road "you won this time but our rematch shall be different" Cindy just looked at me as if to say 'What an idiot'. I smiled, putting her back on the leash we continued on our way.

As the sun got even lower a breeze finally kicked up and added to the chill, I looked to the horizon behind me and could see more dark clouds gathering, 'Yay summer storms, I love summer storms.'

"Ok Cindy come on, wait no don't do that!" but it was too late. Cindy had just done a poo right in the middle of some ones front lawn. Grumbling I took the doggy disposable bag off the end of the leash and picked it up. Pausing as I tied the bag to look a the house in front of me.

The house was old, I had passed it countless times before but this time I actually stopped and looked at it. The house looked like it was falling to pieces and separating the house was a small wall, the wall was kind of like those sidewalk paths that go through suburbs and usually lead to parks, however I had never noticed it before. The gap couldn't be more than three feet wide. It was like No Mans Land and the houses next to each other were the opposing armies.

A violent freezing wind suddenly screamed past me, bringing goose bumps to my flesh, making my eyes stream and stealing my breath away with it abruptness and strength. That kind of wind did not belong here, or in Perth, at least not on this kind of day or at this time of year. As quickly as it had come up the wind died away.

"Weird" I stated. I looked for Cindy, and found she was standing with her hackles up and coat bristling.

"Relax girl, it's just a bit of wind" I said soothingly but she continued to stay there, staring at the houses. I tried to see exactly what she was staring at, then realised that it wasn't the house at all but the gap between the fences.

Swallowing nervously for some reason I made my way over to the gap. Cindy went crazy and started barking furiously. Angry, I growled at her "QUIET GIRL!" She reduced her barking to a whine.

I was feeling slightly ill now and seriously considered turning back. 'Come on Alex' I said to myself 'if you don't do this it will rub at you afterwards, it's probably just a cat.' my curiosity was too strong so with only a second of hesitation I dropped the bag, with the dog poo in it, to the ground walking over to the fence. I was less than a metre away from the gap and was peering intently into it, when once again another massive gust of wind screamed past me. I was slightly more prepared this time, but was still in a state of awe at the strength of the wind.

It was then that all my courage fled me and I was left frozen. The wind hadn't been screaming! Those were actual screams being carried by the wind! I could hear screams in the wind coming through the fence, not the screams of fun or the squeals of girls who had seen a spider, no these were a mans screams, a man who sounded like, like, like he was being tortured, what was worse was what followed the screams…laughter, high pitched evil laughter.

When the gust had gone I gathered my self and worriedly peered, ever so intently into the gap, but it was like seeing through foggy bathroom class, I could only make out what had to be trees and other features of the natural environment. Making a quick decision I turned and called Cindy. Tail between the legs she came, dogs are after all above everything extremely loyal.

"Good girl" I murmured giving her I quick pet, "just like in the movies and books girl, we're going to sneak in like spies find out what is beyond the gap, it will be a adventure who knows we might go on and become heroes." Cindy just gave me a sad eyed look. Even I could tell I was being stupid, doing the kind of thing that a blonde ditz would do in a scary movie right before being horrible mutilated. However I was renown for having an obsessive amount of curiosity.

"Oh come on, this is real life, that kinda stuff doesn't happen" I argued back with myself as my brief surge of confidence left me. "Come on nothing to be afraid of. Chances are it's going to be nothing". With that I turned away and stepped again, now on the very edge of the gap and as I stepped fully through a thought kept going through my head, ' I really hope this isn't a bad idea.'

As I walked the world seemed to change, to become warped and stretched, my footing suddenly not as stable as it should have been. Although I had never been drunk before I gathered this would probably be what it was like. The wind came again but stronger I tried to walk on. I was sure I was near the end the houses. They shouldn't have gone back this far. More screams faintly reached my ears. I looked down at Cindy she was whinnying I grabbed her collar and she started to struggle "Cindy, settle girl!" she just struggled more and then her collar slipped off and she turned tail and fled back the way we had come.

'What the hell' I thought 'how did she escape her collar sure It's loose but it's not loose enough that she would be able to slip it off?' Suddenly alone my confidence quickly melted away, this… no-mans-land was strange things seemed warped. Looking at my hands they seemed to be distorted changing in size and colour, even substance. It was almost like I was tripping on drugs.

I started to run with great difficulty against the wind, but now I wasn't sure which way was which, I harshly pep-talked myself on keeping calm. It seemed like I had gone miles and I felt like I was in a completely different universe, 'God must have gone the wrong way, no way I was this far in' I worried. I glanced a look up at the sky except there was no sky, just thousands of swirling… I wasn't even sure what; it looked like a mixture of leaves and feathers all combined into a streaky aqua colour that had substance! I stumbled in amazement and tripped as I tried to stop and turn around.

The wind chose that moment to intensify, causing me to stumble and before I could regain my balance it flew me seven feet picking up speed all the while and bashed me against a wall, there was a strong flash on pain in my head, before blackness.
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I moaned groggily without opening my eyes, wincing at the pounding headache that seemed to roll like a drum "boom, boom, boom" they pain echoed my pulse. Blearily I opened my eyes, attempting to get them to focus. Shocked I sat up, which I immediately regretted as the world swam. I turned on my side and vomited, whimpering at the feeling. Once done I then sat gasping for air. Looking around I found my self-surrounded by trees.

"What happened?" I said aloud, I waited a few seconds but my mind just came up with a massive blank. "Ok next question…who am I?" I just about had to vomit again, as goose bumps raised themselves on my flesh. I couldn't remember! Not who I was, not where I lived, Not-.

I cut of those thoughts and concentrated on just Breathing, the pain had reduced to a gentle thumping and now offered me something from my past that I could focus on. 'In… out…in…out, boom, boom, boom' once I had quelled the panic riding up high in my chest I gave a careful look to my surroundings.

Trees…some bushes…, more trees...grass, oh did I mention trees? Absolutely nothing looked familiar. Again I asked my self 'where am I?' This time my mind actually came up with an answer 'Forest'. 'Oh so I do have a working brain?' my brain didn't answer which did little to reassure me.

As I looked around I noticed something on the ground a few feet away from me I picked it up. It looked like a…like a…'Collar?' yea that's it. I turned the collar around on my hands it was bright red and on it was a tag. Turning the tag over it read "CINDY".

There! I finally managed a small break through with memories and I jumped to my feet.

"Oh shit!" I said as I looked around, what, what had happened, I had stepped through the fence and then, then, then I had been running, "Cindy" she ran away and then…

Then I had awoken here.

I shivered where ever I was, it wasn't Perth…for that matter it didn't even look like a part of Australia, It didn't look like a tropical rain forest, like in Queensland and I defiantly could not see any Eucalyptus trees or Wattle. No this kind of forest with the tall trees is the kind I would expect to find in Tasmania or maybe within Europe.

I shivered again; it was cold, really cold. 'That's another thought, Perth is never this cold, unless in the dead of winter'.

"Great!" I pouted to the tree next to me "I'm in the middle of who knows where, lost confused, cold, I have a major head ache, and I'm talking to a tree!" The tree didn't reply, for that I was glad, if the tree had started talking back to me I'm pretty sure I would have freaked deciding that not only had I lost my memory but my sanity along with it.

"Well as much as I would love to stay and chat," I told the tree "I simply must go and try to find the wayback… guess you don't know the way? No? Oh well"

So with a sigh I started walking, I was really starting to shiver and knew the best way to stay warm was to keep moving. All the same my head pounded harshly with the sudden movement before dying down to a constant dull ache.

'Okay so I'm in a forest, there should be some form of civilisation so perhaps if I walk around a bit I might find a path...' The thought was stupid but what else was I to do?

A violent gust of wind made me stagger, carrying with it the sounds of a yelling. More memories stormed my mind "Oh god" I whispered as I remember why I had gone down the fence 'the screams'. This time though the wind carried the sound of many men yelling, almost like a hunting party. YES! People go hunting in the woods! Maybe I could get some help.

I started forward, barely taking a few steps when before a rustling and the sounds of twigs snapping suddenly caught my attention to a spot just left of me. I waited my breath held frozen in place. I wanted to hide behind a tree, or to run but my feet, I think had decided to go on strike…or pull a 'sicky'. Instead I curled my fists (which were thankfully working) and tried to take a casual fighting stance eyeing the ground for a weapon. My eyes fell upon a decent sized stick but before I could grab it a large Black dog burst out of the bushes and came straight at me.

At my scream the black dog just managed to stop before crashing into me. He stared at me and I stared at him (or she I hadn't been able to work out if it was a girl or a boy) both of us where frozen, me in fear the dog in curiosity. The dog was massive I didn't know what breed he was but he was huge easily over a metre and came up to my upper chest.

The dog was panting heavily like he/she had run a great distance not to mention he was covered with saliva.

"Good doggy" I murmured like a baby. I held my hand out for it to smell. I wasn't afraid of dogs I told myself in an effort to reduce my fear, animals could sense your fear couldn't they? Still the teeth looked abnormally large…and sharp.

The dog wasted less than a second sniffing my hand, it seemed to be thinking.

"Are you lost to boy?" He gave me a look then cocked his head ears pricked, I copied the movement faintly I could hear, again the sounds of shouts and of people running through bushes. The dog obviously decided on a course of action and leapt at me.

I squeaked in fright, not quiet able to manage a scream in my surprise, but the dog just grabbed my hand and started dragging me. I struggled frightened that I would lose my hand any second, but the grip although firm was not painful. I tried struggling a bit more and the dog growled before clamping down a bit harder. I winced at that before deciding it was in the best interest of my hand to follow the stupid mongrel.

'Ok this is not good' I tried to get my other hand around the mutts mouth but a warning growl stopped me 'ok think Alex come on it's a stupid dog just find out what it wants…and hope that its not dragging you away to eat'.

"Let go of me you idiot dog!" I argued furiously to no effect. I then went through a rather large vocabulary of very un-lady like words and sentences seeing if pure intimidation would work... Nothing. I sniffled suddenly teary, my head hurt, I was confused about where I was, I was being dragged along by some over sized (probably wild dog) and not to mention the fact that the shouts behind us had gotten louder. Today just hadn't obviously been a good day for me.

Starting to worry about my tedious control of my emotions, I tugged again in an attempt to release my hand. The dog growled softly before, surprisingly letting go of my hand, jumping behind me it nudged me forwards. Confused, but deciding I might as well go with it, I spoke to the mutt.

"Okay! Stop pushing I'll follow you, don't be so bossy."

The dog didn't waste a second and set off in front of me at a light jog. I followed with a great deal faster jog to keep up.
"Slow down" I gasped, "not all of us have four legs!"
My comment was ignored as we ran into a small clearing. The dog paused for a second smelling the air. I used the time to take a much-needed breather.

"BLAM!"

A deadly ray of red light shot through the forest and straight into the dog, exactly like a lazor from some sci-fi movie. The dog collapsed heavily, completely still and looking completely dead. 'OOOOOOOHHHHH CRAAAAAAAAP' my thoughts shouted in warning. I stopped and turned to go back the way we had come. A person appeared behind me, dressed in black, with a strange mask on and pointing a stick at me. Around me others appeared stepping out from behind trees, all had sticks pointed at me and the dog and all were dressed in black wearing masks. 'Great I m surrounded by Emo's'

"Good shot Avery" a male voice slightly muffled from the mask announced to the right of me.

"The famous Sirius Black, out done by the most simplistic of all ambushes."

I wondered briefly if they meant the dog, then shivered realising they probably did and if so these people were probably not in the right frame of mind.

Words such as 'Psychotic murderers' crossed my mind along with snatches of newspaper stories from my memories. 'Great I'm surrounded by Psychotic Emo's who talk to Frigging dogs like they where humans and my mind just had to start remembering tales of lunatic murders instead of concentration, on remembering who my family is, or even if I have a family?'

"Lucius, Black isn't the only one, look, seems like we picked up another animal." The voice was a women's, high pitched and mocking, coming from the figure behind me, she was the only one not wearing a mask and her features were cold and sharp I shivered I had an awful feeling that this woman belonged in a straight jacket with 'insane and dangerous' stamped across her forehead.

I once again curled my hands up into fists and (this time with more success) had managed to move my feet until they were comfortably shoulder width apart. I didn't have the fighting skills capable of taking out such a large group, but maybe if I was fast enough I could find an escape route.

The man spoke again "well, well what do we have here, who are you my dear?" he asked it in a voice that sounded overly sweet kind of like honey (I hate honey it's too sweet).

"Alex" I finally relented.
"Alex, who?" God did the guy think me stupid I wasn't going to give a stranger my last name.

"Who are you?" I simply countered. Looking the man over. He looked rather weak, with platinum blonde hair, sharp features and a snobbish air about him; even his accent was stuck-up British. Perfect I could probably punch him in face and duck around him to escape.

"Oh no dear, it doesn't work like that, you answer our questions, now tell me who you are or I shall force it from you." I tightly closed my lips trying not to show my fear at the same time thinking of a reply, not that I could have told him my last name anyway my mind hadn't been able to stumble across that memory yet.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw the dog stir slightly. It wasn't dead? 'If I can distract them this dog might offer me enough of a distraction to flee from this…this cult?' It was a selfish thought, but I don't think anyone would expect me to bravely fight off a group of strangers in a spooky forest!

"Look mate…" I started, in an effort to stall.

"I am not your mate!" the blonde haired man snapped back

"Yea whatever sorry, well sir I would love to stay and chat but my mother and father are probably started to get worried back at our camp, so I really should be going".

Some of the people around me started laughing. "Oh I don't think so girl, I'm guessing that since you don't know who we are, you're a Muggle." He spat as if the very word revolted him. "I highly doubt that your parents would be camping in…this forest" he drawled the words out softly and menacingly, snickers came from some of the figures.

"Lucius, hurry up I think the mongrel is waking! Question her later!" another person to the left said in a worried tone

The man sighed "Relax Crabbe we got Black easily covered."

"Well I'm sure our master will be pleased with this new specimen to add to his collection" he murmured, as I suddenly left the groups attention. Obviously being classified a muggle wasn't anything flash, whatever that was anyway. Lucius murmured something, which I failed to hear and a red beam shot out from the stick he was holding.

I jumped in surprise dodging it more out of luck than skill as the laser brushed past me it raised Goosebumps on my arms. My dodge had brought me less than a metre away from another cloaked figure. I guessed that he was a guy and hoping I was right I kicked him straight between the balls he screamed in a very peculiar high pitch voices and fell to the ground. I ran straight through the gap his fallen figure left.

"Bella stun her!"

"STUPEFY!" the high pitched woman shouted.

Mid-step I felt something hit my back, instantly throwing me off balance. I started to fall forward, as my vision went dark I never remembering hitting the floor.

Waking up on a hard, cold cement floor is never a pleasurable experience, its even worse when you realise that both your arms are tied behind your back, your side is numb from you lying awkwardly on it and your head is still pounding. I carefully sat up and felt my tummy heave, 'great.'

'When I get out of here and find the people who captured me there is going to be some serious arse kicking taking place' I thought furiously at the same time opening my eyes and trying to sit up. Truthfully I was just happy to still be alive.

It took a long time for my eyes to adjust to the very dim light, but I eventually worked out that I was in a cell, it seemed like a pretty big cell as well, though it seemed I was in a corner and both stone walls ran off into the darkness. It was easier to see further along the wall to the left of me as it featured a small dim, almost artificial looking candle and a door that seemed to move in candle light; while the hard concrete floor was like a broken sea of roughly laid stone.

'Why is the cell so big if it's only for one person? In stories people are usually put in tiny cramped cells?' my question was almost immediately answered.
"Hello dear"
I jumped so violently that a fell back down to the floor landing again on my side with an "oomph".

"Oh sorry, here let me help you up." The voice was a woman's sounding kind yet tired the sound of voice I would expect an old women who was just hanging around waiting for death, to have. Strong but very bony hands helped me sit up again and I turned to look at the women. Surprisingly the women wasn't old but looked middle aged.

"Who are you?" I asked shakily (I still hadn't recovered from the scare). The women looked like she had at one time had beautiful long blonde hair, but grease and dirt had made it stringy, knotty and a mustard brown. The rest of her features were too difficult to make out in the light.

"My names Mary, what's yours?"

"Alex. Um where am I?" I questioned

The women looked at me the light making her eyes seem black and haunted "none of us know exactly where we are…"

'Us?' I looked around my eye sight had adjusted a great deal more by now and I realised that there was a great deal of movement in the room around me and the sound of muted whispers reached my ears.

"But I will explain as much as possible" Mary continued, "all of us here were taken by a group of people who call themselves Death Eaters. They are…now I know this will sound slightly crazy but they are Wizards and Witches. The wooden sticks they have are wands and as far as I have figured that's how they use their magic." Mary hardly took time to pause and once she had finished her explanation she looked at me daring me to deny what she had said.

Usually when someone gives you an illogical explanation like that well…you don't usually believe him or her. Frankly I was at the stage where I don't think it mattered what was logical or not; her explanation although far-fetched fit the situation enough for me to just go with it. One thing was nagging me though the words "Death Eater" it sounded so damn familiar yet I couldn't for the life of me remember why. I decided to leave that thought to mull over later along with the rest of my less than half remembered memories.

"So these… Death Eaters, what do they want?"

Mary seemed startled. "You believe what I say?"

I shrugged, "well your explanation is up there with crop circles and Jesus but I got nothing better to believe. Besides I get a better feeling believing that I'm still on earth and not in some spaceship about to be probed."

Mary seemed even more taken a back by my reply. Oh well I didn't want to explain my logic to a complete stranger. Mary, after a pause continued on, her voice had gotten significantly softer.
"The Death Eaters are controlled by their leader a Dark wizard, though I don't know his name, It's him who they all obey; he's the one who ordered us captured. We are all non-magical, the Death Eaters call us 'Muggles'." She trailed of as if aware that the information she was giving me was irrelevant. I caught a glimpse into her eyes…they were dull, lifeless, the eyes of someone who was speaking by not feeling.

I stared at Mary for a few seconds uneasiness settling into my stomach, it was pretty obvious this woman wasn't in her best state of mind. It was like she was a recorder, repeating everything with the same blank expression. Still she didn't feel like a threat.

"Mary… why? Why do they keep you all here?" I whispered as quietly as Mary had. A small dry sob came from Mary. I blinked surprised at the sudden shift from emptiness to emotion.

"Because" her voice was so low I had to lean in which I can tell you now is not easy especially with your arms bound.

"Because we are perfect specimens!"
'yep she's definitely not completely sane' my thoughts were screaming. "Specimens for what?" I some how managed to say in a calm voice.

"For experiments, that's why we're all here. A war is coming and 'he' is trying to create an army! An army with us as his soldiers, soldiers equipped with weapons which he can rule the world with!"

I had a massive sinking feeling in my stomach; I wondered what this woman had been through to become so…so…unhinged? It didn't give me very much hope for the future, especially as Mary's outburst seemed to hold a ring of truth to it.

I was desperate to crack a joke "Well that's a relief" I casually said trying to add a cheery tone "I'm definitely not perfect, maybe if I tell this so called leader, he'll let me go."

Mary didn't laugh and for the first time she fully met my eyes, instead of looking distantly over my shoulder. Her sudden seriousness made my stomach clench and ache even harder.

"Well then I guess when they find out you will be killed, you're too young to be here anyway. Still death isn't that bad an option, at least yours will be quick."

Mary made her way to her feet and started to walk slowly and painfully away, her form slumped.

"WAIT!" I called she jumped and turned; I was also surprised my voice rang out so loud in the room that I had jumped a little my self.

"Yes?" she whispered. I thought desperately I didn't want the women to go, she was insane but I was confused and I was scared but what was I going to say… "Ah when I was captured there was a dog with-"

"He's next to you, chained to the wall." Mary cut in.

"Err thanks…um, could you please do me a favour and untie me?"

At first I thought the women would refuse, instead she came around me and started to untie my hands "Thank you" I said again.

"Don't thank me I can't untie them fully it would mean more pain than I care to think about but I will loosen them for you, so that you can slip them off reasonably easy. Just make sure that if "they" come you manage to get the rope back on again." I nodded my head in agreement, Mary was strange, her personality seemed to jump from insane to normal, and it was slightly intimidating.

"Ah Mary may I please ask you one more question?" no answer I decided to take it for a yes "You see I m not too sure where I am any more so um, I was wondering…what country am I in" I blurted out the last bit, I had been thinking of adding "and world" but I couldn't get my self too.

A noise behind me made me crick my neck back to see her, I realised that it was a small chuckle "Why, you poor thing, your in England."

I gasped 'ENGLAND! WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING IN ENGLAND?'

Barely even feeling myself move I got to my feet and moved robotically further into the corner to where I assumed the dog was, I stumbled a few times as my mind felt like it was shrinking and expanding all at once in shock.

When the Dog saw me it gave a small thump of its tale. "Hello boy" I said as I tried to sit back down, instead I just fell over side ways. (Sitting down with your arms half tied is not easy!)

Once I was leaning against the wall next to the dog I looked at it. "You know you have gotten me into a lot of trouble." The dog looked at me sadly and whined. "Its ok I forgive you I probably would have been caught anyway, and besides you were trying to get me away, right?" I asked him not expecting any form of answer but the dog nodded its head. I was slightly shocked and remembered when before it had seemed to answer me as if it understood what I was saying. I asked the typical question. "Can you understand me? If so bark twice" two barks rang through the cell, even though they were the quietest barks I had ever heard a dog do before.

"Oh god" was all I could mutter as suddenly everything seemed to hit me at once. I pulled off the ties, restraining my hands and; hugging my knees, breathing deeply physically trying to stop my self from hyperventilating as well as bursting into tears. The dog licked my fingers and strangely it made me feel a bit calmer. Absently I patted its head trying to quell my thoughts from buzzing around at a hundred kilometres an hour.

A cold metal pricked my fingertips making me flinch in surprised. A metal collar looking almost painfully tight was sealed around the dog's neck, the collar then led to a chain leash and that was attached to the wall.

I tried to squeeze two fingers or even one finger between the collars and was shocked to find I couldn't. "Oh you poor thing, this is pretty much strangling you!" I sent my fingers along the collar trying to find a clasp to unlock it, but it was useless and the poor light stopped me from giving it a good look. I turned to other matters.

"So you have a name? What was it those guys said when they captured you…that's it Sirius?" Sirius wolfed in answer. I yawned and closed my eyes leaning against the wall, I wasn't that tired but my killer headache was sapping my energy. I just wanted to sleep, to forget. At least in these dungeons it wasn't too cold, still it was nice to have Sirius's warm body against my side, plus a dog who could understand English wasn't that something amazing As I drifted it was with an odd clarity that I realised things would never be the same.

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