So it is still Sunday, and I still got this chapter up this weekend. Wow, I really didn't realize how hard this story was going to be until I started writing it so I'm sorry if the chapters aren't that good and living up to what they could be I hope you guys like it though By the way, I know that Dumbledore did not show Harry the memories in the pensieve in the fifth book, but I am going to say he did for the purposes of this story.
All the color drained from Ginny's face as she registered what Harry had said. "They're w-what? How do you know?" she questioned frantically.
"It was what happened in 5th year…the night that your father was attacked. I saw it. I was it."
Ginny shuddered. "We have to go."
"I know. Get everything back into the car. If we can manage to navigate our way to the train tracks leading to Hogwarts we can use them to lead us there, we will be able to get inside the shrieking shack."
Ginny nodded and started to go, but then hesitated. "Harry? What if we are wrong? What if they aren't at the shrieking shack?"
"We have no other options. I honestly have no clue as to what else the clue could mean. We don't have time to sit around and contemplate it. We can contemplate it on the road let's go."
He turned to leave but Ginny stopped him once again. "Harry, how are we going to get Ron and Hermione when we get there?"
Harry walked over to her and placed his hand on her shoulders. His electric green eyes were filled with emotion as they pierced into hers. "Again, I don't know. But they will have to get through me before I will let them anywhere near you." He told her. She nodded, still staring into his eyes. She then reached up on her toes and kissed him on the cheek. She said, "They don't get braver then you."
Hermione awoke, still in Ron's arms from the night before, her eyes aching from crying. She turned to look at him and brushed the hair out of his face. She laid a hand on his cheek, and continued to sit there, watching him sleep. He looked peaceful, and she loved every moment of seeing him this way. It was the only form of peace that she had felt in what felt like forever. She was snapped out of her trance when she heard the scuffling of footsteps behind her. She panicked, then laid her head back on Ron's chest and pretended to sleep. She opened her eyes a crack to find Narcissa and Bellatrix before them. Bellatrix just laughed.
"It is so funny how they think they can save each other, when really we could kill both of them in a matter of seconds. The blood-traitor will soon know what that feels like." she said, amusement coloring her tone. Hermione's whole body tensed, and she felt as if someone had just knocked the wind out of her. She felt numb to her surroundings, as her mind for the first time had difficulty wrapping itself around what it had just heard. They can't kill Ron, they can't. We are apparently here for a reason, what good would it do to kill him? They won't do it. She repeated this multiple times in her head, but she knew that it was no use. Her constant self-reassurances would not sway the minds of multiple bloodthirsty death eaters. Bellatrix reached down with her frigid hand, wrapping her long, thin fingers around Hermione's wrist, yanking her up and out of Ron's embrace. Hermione's eyes snapped open and darted to Bellatrix's other hand where she was clutching a sharp, silver, dagger. She clamped them shut again and tried to block out what she knew would be upcoming pain.
"Hey Cissy, want to see how filthy a mud blood's blood can be?" Bellatrix asked.
"Does the dark lord really want you to mess with them? Won't he need them in certain condition to fulfill his tasks?" she contradicted.
"Oh why not, do you think any of us would really mind a little bloodshed? The cave is so boring, I need some entertainment."
"Well, when you put it that way, it's a hard point to argue."
"Exactly. What's the fun in having guests if you cant hang with them."
All Hermione felt was the tip of the blade on her arm before she heard it clang to the ground. She heard a crunch noise and saw Ron flinging blows at Bellatrix. When she regained composure, she grabbed his hands forcing them behind his back and stated dragging him away into the dark depths within the cave.
Hermione headed after them but was overcome with the difficulty of finding them in the pitch-black darkness. She did the only thing she could think of, and tried to follow his voice.
"Ron!" She called. "Hermione!" he called back. "Ron!" "He-" before he could finish uttering her name he was silenced.
Hermione stopped dead in her tracks and listened for any noise to prove to herself that he was not silenced for good. Suddenly, screams like none that she had ever heard erupted into the air. She had heard Ron scream before, but not ever like this. The shrieks that he was letting out were louder then if 10 people had been screaming. Each shriek became more sharp and deafening, cutting through the darkness forcefully, like a large axe. Hermione broke out into a run, sprinting faster then she had ever done in her entire life. She knew she had to do everything she could to try to stop them from hurting him further or doing worse to him…
She ran and ran for what felt like hours, but was really only a few minutes, feeling the darkness and the screams crushing her more and more as she ran on. She began to feel herself nearing the source of the shrieking, and as she felt inches away, an invisible wall met her. Behind it she could make out the figures of what were most likely Bellatrix and Narcissa, with Ron and their feet.
She could see his shadow rolling and trashing, ramming the walls on either side of him. Hermione pounded on the invisible wall in front of her, begging for mercy on him. Though no matter how loudly she pleaded and pounded, it was still no use. For Ron's numerous shrieks were enough to drown out any other noise within the cave. Heck, they were loud enough to drown out the sounds of an entire forest. Hermione knew though that the cave was probably protected with enchantments so that no outsiders could see or hear them, wherever they were.
Ron's pain began to fill Hermione up. She had never seen someone experience as much pain as Ron had been enduring. She settled for screaming his name, although the screams came out somewhat broken up as sobs for him wracked her body. Other death eaters had come to see what was going on, and Hermione faintly felt herself being lifted up by her elbows and dragged back. She suddenly realized that she was back where she and Ron had been. She continued to sit there until no more tears were escaping. She could still feel him screaming, and although she was still crying, she had no more tears left.
Dizziness began to overtake her, but she was once again brought back to reality when she was kicked in the side. "You will have to experience that too if you try to mess with me like you boyfriend did." Bellatrix told her. Hermione's eyes averted to the limp body of Ron who was crying next to her.
She gulped and nodded to Bellatrix, and after seeing her exit she grabbed Ron, and they both grasped each other for dear life. Although she was extremely relieved that he was still alive, they both had the feeling of being in never ending darkness, in a tunnel with no light at the end, a dead end.
Harry and Ginny were in the sky, on the path of the train tracks. Ginny's leg was frantically bopping up and down. Harry reached over and grasped her hand.
Their entire ride to Hogwarts was silent. They really did not have anything to say. Small talk would not be appropriate, and neither would consolation, for things were not looking up.
After driving for a good amount of time, the finally arrived at the gates of Hogwarts. They flew the car above the gate and parked the car a good distance from the Whomping willow. At which time they both ran towards the tunnel and climbed inside, grasping each other's hand tightly in fear that they would be separated. They followed the tunnel as far as it went and entered the shrieking shack. They ran around, looking for any sign of movement. When they found nothing, they looked at one another in distress. "They aren't here." Ginny stated.
Suddenly the current silence was suddenly filled with a gasp of pain from Ginny. The old words had faded and new ones were making their way into her arm. She was closing her eyes tightly, trying not to scream or cry. Harry looked around once again, afraid that someone was watching them. Harry glanced back at Ginny's arm and saw the words that had no taken their presence there.
How did I guess that this would be the first place you would look, keep trying. Here's another hint. The place is in my past. Oh yeah, and the blood traitor is dead. I suggest you hurry it up before the girl has the same fate.
So this story is pretty depressing to write, I just want something HAPPY to happen geez hahaha. I guess we will have to see. Please review. There will most likely not be torture in the next chapter just for the record, but you know, it's hard not having torture when Bellatrix is involved. Also, I know that the chapters have seemed very similar, but I am hoping to add some new stuff to happen very soon. And I think u guys are going to really like one of the soon coming chapters3 Please Review!