Harry Potter Characters: Yo Penny! Why haven't you updated in such a long time?

Well, ever since school ended, I pretty much wanted a break first before going back to work. So, I took 3 weeks of rest. And well, 3 weeks became 6 weeks, and 6 weeks became, well, a month. I know I know, it's not a great excuse. I'm sooooo lazy this summer. What with all the girls waiting for me XP. Plus when I remembered my duty to you guys, my skills in writing were very very faulty. So, I took the time to refine them. Hey, can't rush perfection can you? Well, enough of my babbling, here is chapter 11.

A/N: This chapter occurs on December 21, 12:00 A.M. If you remember, just hours before 12:00 A.M., Harry took down a group of Death Eaters. Then, after learning about the "Secret Place" of the founders, he lay siege(sort of) to Hogwarts, having a small confrontation with Dumbledore and co. while at the same time seizing the map to the "Secret Place." This chapter is in the POV of the very same Death Eaters Harry took down and some others.

Deep within the walls of a dark and mysterious mansion sat a man in his throne like chair. An eerie green light seemed to bloom out of the floor of the gloomy room. Dozens of masked men filled the room; looking towards the man they called their leader.

The very same man who was now torturing one of his own followers.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU LOST CONTACT WITH THEM?" He screamed, casting the Curciatus Curse at the poor soul in front of him.

"T-t-the-they n-n-ev-v-er r r-e-t-t-ur-ne-ed!" The broken man replied.

"WHERE WERE THEY LAST HEARD OF?" he asked, removing the curse from the man.

"In Di-diagon Alley my Lord."

Voldemort stepped back and looked at Malfoy intently. The white haired man stood a little straighter than before and tried his best to not look at the Dark Lord straight in the eye.

"What do you make of this Lucius?" Voldemort asked.

"My….friends… in the Auror Department are….perplexed….at this particular event. It seems that Bellatrix and her group were defeated in a…Abnormal….way. They were tricked into thinking that their comrades were dead, when I reality, they were alive. What's even more confusing is that it seems only one person defeated them." Lucius replied.

"So you mean to tell me that a single person, a single entity, defeated one of my top soldiers? THAT HE OR SHE DEFEATED BELLATRIX? WHO EXACTLY IS THIS PERSON?"

"I-I d-don't know my Lord." He whimpered. "All I know my Lord is that he or she is very powerful to be able to pull off a stunt like that."

Voldemort's eyes grew wide with anger. He pursed his lips into a straight line as he raised a finger at Lucius.

The Death Eaters behind Malfoy made soft gasps, taking a step back, cowering behind Lucius.

"YOU! YOU MEAN TO TELL ME THAT SOMEONE IS AS POWERFUL AS ME?" He said.

"N-n-no my Lord. I didn't mean it like that. I meant that this person is powerful, but not nearly as powerful as you my Lord. Never." He said, kneeling in front of the snake-like man.

Voldemort seemed relax for a second before replying. "Of course Lucius. Of course that is the case. What is the Ministry doing about the situation now?"

Lucius cautiously stood up from his kneeling position and replied. "They are investigating the matter my Lord. Bellatrix and her group were immediately thrown into Azkaban. Also, Rufus Scrimgeour is apparently going to pay the Daily Prophet to lie about the event. He wants the Minitry to be seen as the one who took them out."

Voldemort started chuckling evilly, looking up at the ceiling of the room and started laughing like a maniac.

"Typical. Very typical of Scrimgeour. Well then, that'll boost public morale now won't it?" He asked Lucius, who in turn, nodded. "Well then, let's bring it down. Let us destroy the public's image of the Ministry. Lucius, when will you son be returning from Hogwarts?"

"Tomorrow my Lord."

"Good. Very good. Greyback, I want you to set up a team. I want COMPETENT people on that team. Don't want surprises do we? Let's see what the public's children have to say to our actions…."

"Yes my Lord."

"Oh, and Greyback, get Bellatrix and the others out of Azkaban would you?"

AZKABAN PRISON

3:00 A.M.

Bellatrix Lestrange looked outside the make shift window of her cell, contemplating about what happened earlier to her and her team as she looked at the bars of the window. The moon shone brightly above, casting a bright white light on her face.

Cells in Azkaban weren't usually fitted with windows, but due to the recent actions of Scrimgeour, cells in Azkaban were quickly running out. She sat there, waiting as some dumb people created a "Special Cell" for her.

She looked through the bars of her cell and spoke to the guard guarding it.

"What you're doing is wasting time." She laughed maniacally. "The Dark Lord will come and free me!"

The guard tensed for a moment before relaxing a bit. "Shut it."

Bellatrix again laughed maniacally.

The guard grunted in annoyance. "Would you please shut up?"

His efforts was futile however as Bellatrix laughed even louder this time. "Nyahahahahaha! DAM DA DAM! MY LORD'L KILL YOU ALL! NYAHAHAHAHA!"

An irritated expression crossed the man's face as he approached Bellatrix's cell. "You better shut the hell up before I zip your lip myself."

Bellatrix stopped laughing and looked at the man like an innocent child. "Weally wister nwice gwuy?" she laughed before launching into another wave of crazy laughs.

Before the guard could do anything, a hand came upon his shoulder, stopping him from doing anything to Bellatrix.

"Don't do anything kid. She's completely bonkers that one." He said, pointing at Bellatrix. "She just loves being tortured. I heard she practically asks for it from You-Know-Who. Completely gone mad I tell you."

The guard grunted in agreement. "Tch. Damn right. She's been bugging me ever since I arrived!"

The other guard nodded. "Say, I didn't quite catch your name. You are?"

"Oh, I'm Joseph. Joseph Rackerson."

"Nice to meet you. I'm Alexis Bovarech. I'm taking over your shift. Brass wants "Competent" people guarding this lot. A load of bull if you ask me."

"Wait a minute. The brass never told me anything about a switch. You sure you're from up top?"

"Would I come down here on purpose? Why would I want to release these freaks anyway? They'll kill me even if I'm on their side."

Joseph eyes Alexis for a second before shrugging and walking towards the spiral staircase that led to the Cell Entrance Lobby 8 floors down.

"Well,if you're my "competent" replacement, then I guess you don't need to be shown where the coffee is, or where you need to go if you need help right?"

"Yeah, I got it. Relax will you? S'not like these guys are gonna get outside help right?"

"Hmm, well I guess you're right. See you in the morning I guess. Oh, by the way. Where's the papers I need to sign?" Joseph asked.

"What papers?" Alexis replied.

"You know, the ones that'll confirm that you're my replacement for the night."

"Ohh, those papers. I don't have em' cause I'm not a guard."

"What?" Joseph asked, getting scared.

Alexis smiled widely at Joseph. "Avada Kedavra!"

A beam of green light hit Joseph squarely in the chest, knocking him backwards to the wall.

Alexis laughed and smiled broadly at Bellatrix, who was looking at him with glee.

"Well, there goes Joseph right?" Alexis asked.

"Why thank you. I never thought that a guard had the balls to do that." Bellatrix said, returning to her innocent girl image she had used earlier with Joseph.

"Oh c'mon. It's me! Amycus!"

Goyle looked out from his cell, which was right beside Bellatrix's. "Carrow? Wow! Never thought that you would be the one freeing us! C'mon then, get us outta here."

"Right. Hold one a sec."

Amycus Carrow walked over to Joseph's body and took the cell keys from him. They were in a corridor that was reserved specifically for Bellatrix's group so witnesses like the other inmates were not a worry.

Carrow opened their cells one by one, giving Joseph's wand to Bellatrix, saying "She's much better off with a wand than you lot."

They walked down towards the next floor, killing the guard there and taking his wand. This time, there were inmates asking them to open the cells. They did so, asking them to cause havoc in return. They continued to do this until the entire prison was in chaos. Guards were frantically call for help while the inmates and Death Eaters killed them off.

Dementors were once again flying around the Island-Prison, much to the dismay of the inmates.

Carrow and the escaping group of Death Eaters made it on top of Azkaban.

"Why aren't Aurors arriving yet? I'd expect a full battalion to arrive right now."

"Greyback and the others are in Diagon Alley, in battle with them I believe. That gives us a window of opportunity to escape without alerting anyone. Besides, it's not as if they can round up all these inmates in time to catch up with us. It's just not possible. I'd expect the guards on the beach to be warning the Ministry by now. But as I said, they can't do much. Okay, grab a broom everybody."

"How'd you get these up here anyway?" Goyle asked.

"We forced a guard to do it for us. Well, mind controlled at least. Then, a couple of Obliviates and we were good. Here's your Portkeys everyone. Keep flying west and the Portkey will auto-activate, sending you to, well, the place." Carrow said.

Charles: Finally Master Pen, you posted another chapter.

Well, it isn't that hard once you're back in the groove.

Charles: True that.