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Chapter 11

Ginny slowly opened her eyes and realised that it was morning because thin rays of sunlight were forcing their way through the tiny gaps between the boards over the window, she squinted at the light until her eyes became accustomed to it. Her arms ached where they had been tied behind her back for so many hours and the sores on her wrists rubbed against the thick cord still holding them there. Pushing herself against the wall she managed to stand up and walked slowly over to the boarded window, the rotting floorboards beneath her creaked under her weight and she winced with each sound afraid that Lestrange would know she was awake and come into her room. She stopped and listened for movement in the building after every footstep so it took her a few minutes to make it to the window, she peered through the gaps again hoping to make out more than just acres of snow stretching out in every direction now that there was light out there.

She squinted against the bright sunshine and managed to make out some mountains in the distance, the sunlight reflected off the undisturbed expanse of snow dazzling her eyes, she could see tall pine trees in the distance covered in more snow and in the far distance a few buildings, they were too far away to make out clearly but it appeared to be a snow covered village. She looked around the room she had been imprisoned in, with a small amount of daylight filtering into it she could make out a little more of her surroundings, the room was small and completely bare as she had managed to make out last night, the walls were clad in rotting timber and the floorboards were split with holes rotted through them, some animal droppings were dotted around the room and Ginny remembered hearing scuttling noises throughout the night.

She noticed a rusting nail sticking out of one of the wall panels and realised that she might be able to use it to cut the cords tying her hands together, she walked over to it and turned her back to try and rub the cord against the nail, she located it and lifted her hands up and down. The nail cut into her hands a few times and she winced with the pain but after a few minutes she began to feel the cord loosening and she continued to rub vigorously against it. She was concentrating so hard that she didn't hear the footsteps until they were at the door, her eyes scanned the room wildly and stopped on it, as the door handle turned, fear ran through her and she tried to move away from the rusted nail, the strands of cord which had started to fray stuck on the nail and she began to thrash her arms wildly in desperation to get away from it before he entered the room.

The door swung open and he saw her throwing herself around, it took him a few seconds to realise what she was doing but when he did Ginny saw the furiousness rise on his face, she cowered in fright as he practically flew at her and grabbed her with a handful of her hair, "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" he roared in her face, putrid breath hitting her like wildfire, she screamed as he dragged her across the room with the fistful of hair, her feet dragging behind her, he threw her down onto the floor roughly and she banged her side against the hard floorboards, she gasped with pain, "TRYING TO FIND A WAY OUT BEFORE I'M DONE WITH YOU? WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DEALING WITH YOUNG LADY? YOU ARE GOING NOWHERE UNTIL I HAVE MY REVENGE."

He knelt down on the floor next to her placing his arms on each side of her, he pushed his weight onto her body and she froze in fear, her lips began to tremble and tears leaked from her eyes, he lowered his body over hers until his face was next to hers, "You won't escape," he taunted, "I'll make sure of that you filthy little blood traitor," she closed her eyes and prayed that he would not try to assault her; after a few seconds she felt his weight lift from her body and he pulled her roughly to her feet and out of the door. He continued to pull her down a dark corridor, all the windows here were also boarded over but ragged, velvet, grey curtains hung limply from each one, cobwebs trailing along the top of the pelmets. He tightened his grip on her arm as they reached the top of a rickety looking flight of stairs, he steadied himself on the banister with his other arm before walking purposefully down the steps, Ginny hurried to keep up with him afraid that she would fall down the stairs if she didn't.

At the bottom of the stairs he turned to the left and entered another dark room, blood red curtains blocked the tiny amounts of light creeping through the boarded windows in this room, they were stained and ripped and covered in dust and more cobwebs. This room had a few items of furniture in it including an old, dusty wing backed chair, the stuffing hanging out in clumps all around the back and seat, an old, heavy wooden dining table with clawed feet and a small coffee table, next to the chair, where a small candle flickered, casting eerie shadows onto the walls. Lestrange threw Ginny down on the floor near the table and growled at her, "DON'T MOVE!" before walking to the corner of the room and picking up a piece of grubby rope, he returned and used the rope to lash her tightly to a leg of the dining table, her hands still tied behind her and her legs out in front of her, once he had finished he walked over to the old chair and settled himself into it putting his feet up on the table.

Ginny was more scared than she had ever been in her life, she had no idea where she was or what time it was, she thought about Harry and how worried he would be about her, she knew he would not be able to think straight and was scared that if he did find her, he would let down his guard and get hurt trying to save her life. He would be blaming himself for this she knew it, that noble side of him that had to protect everyone by forsaking himself, she was scared of what he would do when he found Lestrange and if he killed him, what that would do to Harry's soul, to the man she loved and the man she was now afraid she would not live long enough to marry.

Tears began to slide down her face as she thought about him, wishing he could know where she was and how to find her, she scolded herself for being stupid and not staying at the Burrow where she would have been safe, where he had wanted her to stay, or even gone home to the flat straight away instead of exposing herself in a deserted alley in the dark, she always thought that she was invincible and she knew now that she wasn't. She was worried about her family and how they would be reacting to her disappearance, they wouldn't be blaming Harry but they would be scared and her mother would be hysterical, Harry, he would be blaming himself and she knew it.

Ginny watched Lestrange as he went to sleep, unable to move or do anything she simply stared at him thinking of her family and Harry, wishing he would find her soon and save her from this horrible nightmare. Lestrange drifted in and out of sleep all day, occasionally leaving the chair to use the toilet, he didn't leave the room for this and it started to smell of stale urine as the day wore on. She watched the small amount of sunlight that pushed it's way through the boards and curtains fade as dusk fell, she was cold and uncomfortable, the floor was hard and dampness seemed to seep through her body causing her to shiver uncontrollably, Lestrange did not notice this or if he did he was ignoring her, he didn't care about her suffering he only cared about his vision of destroying Harry's life.

Ginny eventually drifted to sleep she was exhausted and her stomach hurt from lack of food and water, she kept fighting to stay awake but lost the battle when the room became dark. She was awoken by a rough shake some time later, "We gotta go," he hissed in her ear and untied her quickly from the table leg, he seemed agitated about something but she dared not question him for fear of what he might do to her if she angered him again. Lifting her onto her feet roughly he pressed her tightly against his body, turned on the spot and apparated out of the building. Before the room disappeared from her view Ginny noticed a small stone sat on the table with a strange carving on it, she thought it looked like a runic symbol but before she could take a second look they had apparated into the cold. He dropped her on a rough rocky floor and Ginny quickly realised she was in a cave somewhere she could not hear waves and assumed they were in a mountain cave rather than by the sea. The wind whipped around the entrance and whistled eerily through the trees around the opening, she backed herself into a corner but Lestrange pulled her to her feet and wrapped the rope he had brought with him around the piece still rubbing painfully against her sore wrists. There was an old iron ring fastened to the rough stone wall of the cave and he tied the other end of the rope to the ring before pushing her roughly onto the ground again, she winced as her back scraped painfully against the rough rock of the cave wall but she dared not make a sound, "Now we wait," he muttered.

Why does he keep moving her? What are they waiting for is Harry going to find them here? And where are they? Ooo questions questions questions, please review and you may get answers!