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James P.O.V.

"Wh-what's going on?" I said dumbly, reaching out for my glasses that I could blurrily see were on a table next to me. I was lying in a bed that was soft and white, and the room was bare, with only a cabinet across from me. I sat up quickly, but sank down slowly with a groan shot of pain lanced through my head.

"You might not want to get up so fast Mr. Potter." I looked up to see Dumbledore walking through a door and approaching my bed. "You were out for a while, and it took the healers a long time to fix you up."

"Snape, the house. What's going on?" I asked, sitting up slowly this time.

"Well the big explosion I'm sure you remember was me. Sorry about that. I had no other means to get you out, and collapsing the house seemed the easiest. Snape rushed away, probably back to his master. You've been here ever since, a safe house belonging to Molly Prewitt. We've been giving you time to recover."

"But Professor, what about Lily? Have you guys gotten her yet?" I asked, and my heart sank when I saw his eyes dart away from mine and then back.

"I'm sorry James. We have no leads yet. She seems to have literally disappeared. But we will find her. I'm sure of it."

I felt like my life was draining away, and I sank in to the pillow, clutching my head in my hands. She had to be safe. I would feel it if she…no I couldn't think of that. "We need to find her. Now." I made a motion to get up but Dumbledore's surprisingly strong hands pushed my shoulders back down.

"No. I'm sorry, but you need time to heal James. I promise, all of my best men and women are on this case. We will find her, but for now we need you here safe." With that, he patted my shoulder again and walked out the door, and went it closed, so did I.

Lily's P.O.V.

"I'm so sick of this place and it's only been two days." I said, and sighed.

"I know. Imagine four months." Jo said dejectedly. She fiddled with her hair and sighed also. "It'll get interesting when it's your turn. Don't worry." I shot her a look and she grimaced. "Sorry, I'm always ten times worse after my turn."

Jo had been taken yesterday. I was screaming for her until she came back four hours later. She had been very shaken up and was now in a fowl mood, but I couldn't blame her. I wasn't looking forward to my "vacation".

"It's ok Jo. Tell me more about Dean." Dean always put her in a better mood.

She smiled and began talking, a wistful look on her face. "I was working at a bar, during the summer. Illegally of course, but hey. When you're young and blond, bartenders are always hiring. I was working, and I remember this heinous guy who was hitting on me, touching me and things, but of course I couldn't complain, he was a customer, and Dean came up behind him and said 'leave the girl alone you son of a bitch' and knocked him out with his fist before the man could even respond. He offered to buy me a drink and of course I accepted. After that first night, I already loved him. He's perfect Lily. Kind of like your James. But I need someone tough. I always fall for the bad boys." she laughed and I saw two tears fall down her face. "Tell me something interesting."

So I did. "You want to hear the story about how I got my first kiss?"

"Sure." she said and laughed lightly.

"I was seventeen, so young of course, and I had just gotten my first boyfriend. He was very handsome, named Michael. I miss him sometimes."

"What happened to him?"

"The first time I got kidnapped by these people, I found him dead with my name carved into him. It was horrible."

"Wow. I'm sorry."

"So am I. But anyway, I was so nervous with Michael, because I'd never dated a boy, let alone kiss one. So my best friend, Mary, suggested that I should kiss a boy I knew way better, that wouldn't judge me at all, so when I did with Michael, I would know what to do. So anyway, I asked James. I remember being so nervous and horrified at asking him to kiss me. We were in a deserted corridor and I kinda spit it out that I wanted him to kiss me and he just smiled and smirked a little, and when we kissed, god Jo I swear, it was like the greatest thing of my life. I'd never felt like that at all. He was perfect for me, and I for him. And I knew that, but of course I denied it. I tried to be with Michael, I really did, but James was always there, in the back of my mind. And then when he saved my life I-"

"Wait! He saved your life?" She said shocked.

"Oh yes. After the kiss, it was so incredibly amazing, and then he just ran off, and I sunk to the ground. Severus Snape, one of our classmates, attacked me, and I would have died if not for James. He held my wounds together. And then he nursed me back to normal. It was actually hilarious looking back. I fell in the shower once, and since we were heads, we shared a dorm, and he had to come in the shower with me and help me up without looking at me. It was hilarious. And then I knew I was falling in love with him. And I've been with him ever since."

"So your first kiss is going to be your last. That's so romantic." Jo said and smiled. "I'm such a romantic. I swear, those stories get me every time."

I smiled back at her. "I love him. That's all."

But then all of a sudden, the door to our shack was rushing open. "Lily Evans?" a voice said. I looked up to see a pair of dark eyes staring at me. "Come with me."

I stood up shakily. Jo had told me never to fight, because it would only make it ten times worse. Always listen to them. So I followed them out the door, hearing the door clang behind me. I walked along the hallway silently, the grip of the mans hand tight on my arm and I knew it would leave me with bruises. Moans emitted from the rooms all around me and I knew this place was a lot bigger than it seemed. We finally walked through a doorway, not the one of no return, and to my horror, James was there, shackled to a chair.

"James! No!" I screamed and tried to break free of my captor, but his grip was too strong. James stirred and looked up at me, and I saw his hazel eyes that were so perfect staring back at me.

"Lils?" he said questionably.

"It's me." I said, tears now pouring down my face. They led me to another chair, close to James and shackled me in place. But then the weirdest thing happened. They were unshackling James and gave him a wand.

"I'm so sorry Lily. They'll kill me if I don't. I'm so sorry." He was sobbing too.

"It's ok, do it right. Don't get in trouble. I'll be fine." But when the Cruciatus curse hit me, I couldn't help but scream, my back arching against the chair. Knives were piercing me in ever pour of my skin. I was burning, on fire. I was being sawed to pieces. And then it stopped after what felt like hours.

But James was laughing. "Ja-james?"

"You actually think I love you? Yeah right. You little slut. I could never love a whore like you. Filthy Mudblood." he said and cackled.

"You-you're lying. They've imperioused you. Or something. You can't mean that!" I whispered. But then the wand was on me again, and dimly through my screams I could hear him laughing and laughing, mingling with my sobs.

It stopped again, and I fell against the chair, sobbing. "I could never love you. I've been in ranks with Voldemort the whole time. I was the perfect role. Perfect way to get to you, and I accepted it with grace. Easy to get to you, you little slut. Made you fall for me in a heartbeat. And now I get to kill you. It's great repayment."

"Repayment for what?" I managed to choke out.

"For having to be with you for that long! Merlin, you don't do anything! A virgin at 18! And you can't even kiss a man? You had to beg me to kiss you and I'll the while I had to pretend to be in love with you for three years! Do you know how difficult that was?" he practically screamed at me.

And I realized with a sickening feeling that he was right. He had never shown interest in me until the beginning of fifth year, where he must have already talked to Voldemort and joined his ranks. The whole team he had been playing me, pretending the be my best friend, my love. And then he hit me with the curse again, and as I was screaming, the one hope that I had left me, just as James had, because he didn't really love me. He wasn't the man I knew, and there wasn't anyone coming to rescue me.

James P.O.V.

I didn't know what was happening, but something wasn't right. I could feel it, like an itch you can't scratch, gnawing at my insides, and I knew it only meant one thing. Lily was in pain. And I couldn't do anything about it. Dumbledore was being too protective. I had been in this room two months since the attack, which meant Lily had been spending two months in some hell, trying to be strong. Of course I knew she would survive, she was the strongest person I knew, but I couldn't help but feel like something was wrong, more so than the fact that she was probably getting tortured as I thought.

Sirius walked in the room, with Remus trailing behind him. "How you doing mate?" he asked, clapping me on the shoulder.

"Better. I need to get out of here. She needs my help." I responded, my voice hard.

"I know Prongs. In just a few days we'll be out of here and getting her. You know Lily. She probably already has an escape plan at the ready." Remus said, sitting on the edge of my bed.

"I just can't shake the feeling something isn't right." I said.

"Well of course something's wrong. Your fiancée has been kidnapped, again!" Sirius said angrily and then stormed out of the room.

"What's wrong with him?" I asked, turning to Remus.

"Well other than being worried sick about Lily, like all of us are, Emma has him staying with her because she's so upset. But you know how Emma's like. As soon as we get Lily back, she'll kick Sirius out on his ass. He's really falling for her. But doesn't want to get hurt." Remus said.

"Oh. Well damn."

"Yeah I know." And just then the door opened and Dumbledore rushed in, flanked by two aurors, and he looked livid.

"James, we've located her. She's in a small building right outside London. Along with about another one hundred people." he said hurriedly.

"Great! Let's go. We have to get her." I said, and stood up, glad there wasn't pain in my head because of it.

"There's a problem James. You can't come with us." he said.

"What! Why?" I exclaimed. No way were they making me sit this one out. This was my Lily we were talking about.

"Because. Lily is under the impression that you are torturing her. That you are killing her, and that you have been in Voldemort's rank since your fifth year. She has lost all hope and trust in anybody." he said sadly.

"But, how?" I said, sinking back to the bed.

"We have a spy there, pretending to be a devoted death eater. He informed me of the location and the situation of Miss Evans. It's Polyjuice Potion James. They're using you to torture her, because you torturing her is ten times worse than her just simply being there. She's lost all hope." Dumbledore said roughly.

"My god, she's never going to trust me again." I said.

"That's not true. With the right convincing, and the right healers, she'll be right as rain in no time." the man to Dumbledore's right said.

"And who are you?" I asked.

"I'm Dean. My Jo is the girl whose sharing a room with Lily. I'm going to get both of them out." he responded. He was very muscular, I couldn't help but notice, and looked very tough.

"We actually have to get her first. I will have my aurors keep you updated, but it's not my time to leave. I have students to save." and with that Dumbledore vanished out the door, his cloak whipping behind him.

Lily's P.O.V.

"Jo, I don't know how long I can keep doing this. Eight times he's tortured me. Eight. How have you lasted six months?" I asked her, shivering in the dank room.

"Well, for starters, the love of my life doesn't torture me. Either because they don't know about him or they don't have hair. It's easier that way. I still have hope." she paused. "No offense." she said hurriedly.

"It's ok Jo. Anyway. We won't be here long. Just a few more checks and we'll no exactly the number of doors in here to unlock and we'll be out of here as soon as they say lights out." I said, and gripped her hand.

"I hope this works Lily. If I never see Dean again, I don't know what I'll do." she said with a sigh.

"Don't worry Jo. You'll see him again. I promise." The night went by quickly. Soon the food had been delivered and it was time for us to escape.

When the man walked by calling lights out, I stood by the door and very quickly said, "Sir!" I saw his head whip around as he came to look at me.

"What!" he shouted in my face.

"We're having a problem. Something's wrong with the vanishing charm on the bucket. It's vanished our bucket you see." I said innocently, knowing he would fall for it. We waited for this Tuesday, because the man on Tuesday was the most sympathetic, and the biggest germophobe I had ever met.

"Oh. Well I guess I can come in and fix the mess for you. Don't want feces loitering your nice room now huh?" he said and chuckled. He swung out his wand and unlocked the door, stepping into our room. "Little tiny in here huh?" he chuckled again and walked over to the corner where the bucket was.

"Huh? The buckets still he-" but just then the tray that dinner had come on that day smacked into the back of his head, and he fell like a stone. I grabbed his wand quickly and stunned him, leaning him against the wall by the door, so he wouldn't be seen from the outside corridor. I opened the door quietly with the wand, and said the Muffliato spell in both directions so no one could hear us.

Jo followed quickly behind me and pulled shut the door. We went to the next room over, where we slowly took off the bars to see four dead children, probably only thirteen piled in the center of the room. I choked back a sob, and closed the bars shut.

There were only dead bodies in the next three we tried, but when we got to the last door on the right, we saw three boys around sixteen, sleeping soundly. We slipped open the door and went inside, and woke them up, but covered their mouths before they could make a noise. "We're escaping. Come with us." Jo whispered and they all three nodded before standing up behind us.

In all the rest of the rooms in our small hallway, we were the only living ones. It looked as if they had been there for days. Too many dead bodies.

We reached the door that led to the torture hallway, and thankfully Jo knew the way because when she had been taken the second week, the Death Eater was new, and walked her right past the door with the exit sign lit above it, just like a muggle business office for emergencies. The Death Eater was killed automatically but luckily Jo's memory wasn't erased. We crept slowly to the door, and snuck out of it slowly.

"Something's not right." I whispered. "This is too easy." But we continued anyway, reaching the gate that encircled the building quickly. Jo pulled open the door first and took one step when I noticed out of the corner of my eye I small string going across the door.

"Jo don't move!" I hissed out. I had seen these in almost every muggle military movie. It was a trip wire. Why they were using them made no sense to me saying as magic was easier, but this was probably a Death Eater's crude joke.

Jo stopped where she was, and looked down. One foot had tripped the wire, and if she let go, we would all blow up. Completely. She started sobbing, but didn't move, and then she suddenly stopped. There were shadowy figures coming towards us from the road. As they got closer I saw there were about ten figures.

"Dean?" Jo whispered, and from the shadows a tall man with a cloak on stepped out. He took one look at her, looked down, and tears ran down his face. And then Dumbledore was right behind Dean.

"Lily! Thank god you're alright. I see you've made it out by yourself. Excuse me, but leave the rescuing to Dean and his friends here, I have some business to attend to." and he strode calmly over the wire and into the building.

"Ok," Dean's voice said, level and calm. "Everyone carefully step over the wire, except Jo, and apparate to Hogsmeade. That's where Dumbledore told us to go. His office."

The three boys did as they were told and apparated into nothing with three others. I stayed behind.

"I'm guessing you're Lily?" Dean asked.

"Yes." I whispered.

"Nice to meet you Lily." he said, and shook my hand.

"How are we going to get her out of this?" I said.

"Not sure, there might be a spell that could suspend the wire the way it is without tripping it, and get her out of here. Let me think." he said. It was silent for a time, but then screams and explosions started emitting from the building.

"Ok, I think I got it." he started whispering spells and the wire moved slightly and I held my breath. But then Jo's voice broke the silence.

"Dean. You need to take Lily and get out of here. Dumbledore's about to burst through those doors with who knows how many people, and if I'm just sitting here, it's not going to go well. Someone will trip over it and everyone will be dead."

"I'm not just going to leave you here." he said roughly, but I could see the sense in her words, and knew he did too.

"Dean. You have to." she was crying now, tears streaming down her face.

He suddenly rushed forward and kissed her, passionately and deep. He laid his forehead against hers and looked in her eyes. "I love you." he raised his lips to her forehead and kissed it.

"I love you Dean. Always." she replied.

There were figures darting out of the building now. "Go Dean. Take Lily and apparate." Jo said.

"I will." he said and grabbed my hand, and turned. But something didn't work. We weren't disappearing.

"They must have spread out the field to apparate, we'll have to run before we can get out." I said. I rushed forward and gave Jo a hug. "You'll make it out. Dumbledore's the greatest wizard I've ever known. He'll get you out."

She nodded. "I know." She looked at Dean one more time.

"I love you." And then we were running. His hand still locked with mine. He turned multiple times, I thought to look back at Jo, but I realized he was trying to dissaparate. We kept running but we were thrown forward suddenly when there was a huge explosion behind us. We tumbled to the ground.

"NO!" Dean screamed. "Merlin no, no, no." he fell to the ground, cradling his head, and I sunk to my knees, sobbing.

"Dean. We have to go. Come on." I grabbed his hand, and turned, thinking of Hogsmeade. And we disappeared into nothingness, Dean's racking sobs against my shoulder.

A/N: i updated! yayaayyaya. I really like this chapter, not sure why. Hope you guys did too! Thanks for reviews. You guys are amazing (: