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Ron moaned as his body hit the stone wall of the dungeon, but luckily he didn't hear a crack of bone.

His head was spinning, not only because he was dizzy; should he become one of them to save himself and the ones he loved?

At the Dragon Reserve.

'Bloody full of the fuckers,' said a gruff looking male, as he jumped off a dragon.

'It's about the small size as we thought it was, but bloody hell, there were hundreds of death eaters,' said Charlie; would anyone want to go and get Ron when there was so many death eaters?

'Hmm, it seems my first plan may have to be re-formed,' said Dumbledore in deep thought.

'I've got a bloody idea, let's storm in set the fuckers on fire,' smiled the gruff man, patting his dragon.

'Right, everyone ready?' Said a man, chewing on wizard gum, a cheer came from a crowd of dragons and dragon-handlers; it seemed letting the dragon's storm the camp could work, and no one else had come up with a plan.

They stood by their dragons, waiting for darkness to come. The dragons and handlers would fly down with the Order, trying to create a distraction, and then Charlie, Percy, Bill, Dumbledore, Draco – Blaise, Gregg and Vinnie, had wanted to come but had been told they were too ill to help – and Sev would try and find Ron, without getting caught.

'HAS ANYONE SEEN DRACO OR SEV?' Charlie ran out, the group mumbled and shook their heads.

'Nope, Charlie, no one 'as,' shrugged the chewing man. Charlie put his hand up as a sign of thanks and ran back into the large tent he had come from.

'No, Professor, none of them 'ave seen 'im,' Charlie shook his head; no one had seen Sev either, it seemed Draco had decided to get Ron himself.

A black hooded swept the stone corridors, its head down, not wanting to make eye contact with anything. It had found it easy to get it; it had only had to knock a few people out. Its breathing was heavy; he was scared; what if someone found him?
In front of the figure, slithered a re-born snake, flicking its tongue so that it could smell its master, his rescuer. It called out.

'Master Ron, can you hear me? Where are you? Master Ron,'

With Ron

Ron jumped up as he heard Sev, but immediately regretted it; a sharp pain shot up his sides, he crumbled back down. He weakly called back; his strength was going, what had Voldermort done to him?

Draco & Sev

Sev stopped and looked up at Draco, signalling that he had a link to Ron; he could now find him.
Draco smiled from under the hood...but not for long.

'Nighty night.'