A/N: OK THIS IS THE SECOND CHAPTER ITS SLIGHTLY LONGER THAN THE OTHER ONE SO READ AND REVIEW AS YOUR COMMENTS ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED.
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER AND NOW WILL I EVER WILL SO LEAVE ME ALONE
Chapter two
"Under the order of the deputy minister for magic, crews Del valle we are to place you in Solibor in the Pico Del Moro almanzor mountains. There will be a maximum of three to a cell in a special confinement block. Mr Ronald Weasley, Miss Hermione granger and Miss Ginevra Weasley are in cell d8. Ms Minerva Mcgonnagal, Mrs Molly Weasley and Mr Arthur Weasley are to be in cell c8. And Mr Harry potter shall be placed in cell e8. We are under no obligation to ensure your safety under the charges you have been accused of and it has been decided that you shall remain here for a term of five life sentences without trial. You are all allowed to have visitors once a month with the exception of Mr Potter who has been placed under solitary confinement and will only be permitted visitors under life threatening conditions. Any questions?...no good." The Spanish official spoke quickly not allowing any time for a reply. The van remained quiet and the prisoners inside all stared worriedly at each other. As the van moved up towards the mountain peak Harry rolled down towards the doors and hit them hard.
"Leave him. When he wakes he can move back here, we don't want a pile on the door now do we?" And the small group watched as the peacefully sleeping Harry lay against the door oblivious to his surroundings.
"Were here."
The back doors opened wide allowing Harry to fall out roughly on top of the security guard. He still did not wake, and the guard looked increasingly agitated with the unawaking boy on top of him. He threw Harry away and growled menacingly to the others to help him up. Once back on his feet he ordered the group to be chained and checked for offensive weapons and items before taking their wands away and taking them to their prison cells.
The hallways were dank and musky with leakages sprouting from pipes all over the grimy walls. They walked past corridors and corridors of cells, prisoners and dementors, and there fears grew further. The prisoners were insane, underfed, severely beaten and unhealthy. A stretcher was magically moved past them holding the body of a teenager who had given up on life within his prison cell. A ten minute walk later and they had been brought to the confinement block that was empty except for the bars that separated row e from c and d. Harry was slowly waking up as he was escorted through the bars to his cell, chained to the wall quickly and left to wake up fully to realise his situation. The others watched tearfully at him as they were allowed to wander around the confinements of their block.
Harry was confused, slowly regaining consciousness he saw a mass of black stone before being thrown non-to-gently into a darkened room with only the barred doors to supply the much needed light source. Bound tightly to a cold wall with chains long enough to allow him no less than a metre near the door he was left hanging limply wincing as his shoulders came out of their sockets.
Meanwhile the others were left dumbstruck at there surroundings, a building not fit enough to house a rat let alone human life stood around them bringing the roof that unwelcomely covered there guilty heads.
"Your cell doors shut at six pm each night and open again at ten in the morning. If you are not in the cell by the designated time you are liable for severe punishment. Get caught out more than three times and we let the prison warden deal with you and she does not take kindly to prisoners under her responsibility. You will receive two meals each day at nine am and six-thirty pm. Lights out at seven pm…"
"What light?" Hermione interrupted quickly before she could stop herself. He glared at her angrily before answering.
"The lights that are in every cell and opposite every wall. Though of course a mudblood like yourself wouldn't have noticed that seven 'o' clock was twenty minutes ago. For your insolence you are to report to me the moment I arrive tomorrow morning for punishment. CELLS NOW!" He ordered menacingly pointing a gnarred finger at there designated cells. They backed off quickly and scrambled into the tiny cells. They were left unchained as the guard locked the cell doors with a flick of his wand and left slamming the iron volt doors behind him. The lock clicked, echoing around the silent room.
Ginny sat whimpering in the darkest corner of the six by six cell where she had fallen in her haste to get away from the guard that had turned nasty in a split second.
"It's okay Gin. It will be alright." Ron whispered gently to his young sister as he placed his arms around her in comfort. Her tears rolled down her pale cheeks and before anyone had noticed they soon found tears on their own cheeks and eventually they cried themselves to sleep hoping that they would be freed from this hell hole soon.