Melanie whimpered, she had been locked away for three days, she knew it was three days because on the wall opposite her, in what looked like blood, was a countdown, the minutes were ticking away, counting down the hours, the weeks.

2 weeks, 0 days, 7 hours, 49 minutes.

Melanie lets tears roll softly down her cold face, she was in a cage of stone, four solid walls, one with a door, one with the count down, in the corner was a small dish, a even smaller bit of bread within, and a bucket, full of water. But she wouldn't go near it, she'd rather starve herself.

When they first brought her here they were outraged when the results came that she would not be of any use to them, because of the potion, the count down was there counting the days away until she would be of use to Him.

She had been stripped of her clothes and dressed in rags. She looked similar to a bloody house elf.

Melanie opened her eyes, she'd been here too long, why hadn't they saved her yet.

1 week, 3 days, 22 hours, 5 minutes.

Harry was going out of his mind. They had no idea. Or very little idea of where Voldemort was keeping Melanie, it seemed Voldemort had left his old fort and moved away somewhere else.

Christopher was not doing so well either, he wanted to know where his baby sister was. So when he'd finally lost it, someone had to pay. Storming into Hogwarts, ignoring the calls of Dumbledore, his Godfather, and walked to the Gryffindor common room, to find the portrait of the fat lady, who had returned, wouldn't let him in.

"I'm sorry but no password, no entry," The fat lady said, thankfully, someone had heard the commotion and opened the portrait.

"Christopher?" Hermione asked tearfully.

But he only pushed past her and towards the sofa where Draco was sitting with Pansy, his head in his hands. Christopher grabbed the boy by the scruff of the neck and picked him up, throwing him against a wall.

"Where the hell is she!" Christopher roared.

"I don't know! Don't you think if I did you'd know by now?" Draco yelled.

"It was your job to hand her over, where were you meant to take her!" Christopher yelled.

"To the bloody manor! The Malfoy Manor!" Draco yelled. "I've already told Dumbledore!"

"Christopher! Stop this!" Hermione yelled, her pushed Christopher away from Draco and picked Draco up off the floor. "He's helped all he could." She said. The grabbing him by the arm she lead him away from the common room and out to the courtyard, and comforted him while he wept.

Melanie awoke to a group of men leering down at her, before really knew what was happening she felt a boot collide with her stomach, knocking the breath from her. Her arms gave way from beneath her and she fell to the floor, she had enough time only to see the countdown quickly.

0 weeks, 2 days, 5 hours, 11 minutes.

Then another blow was delivered and she blacked out.

When she woke up once more she stared desperately at the countdown. Her eyes welled up, this couldn't be happening, please God no.

0 weeks, 0 days, 1 hour, 37 minutes.

She turned around when the door opened, and he stood there, just stood there, he didn't look at her at first, just smiled at the count down.

"It'll all be over soon, and then just six months more, then we'll kill you," Voldemort said softly, but it wasn't calming, it was the most terrifying thing she'd ever heard.

There was a commotion outside, yelling and banging, Voldemort looked angry, he quickly left the room, leaving Melanie alone, she listened intently, spells and hexes and curses and jinxes, all being yelled, some hitting the wrong people, some hitting walls. Melanie was so happy, maybe they'd come for her finally. Maybe, what was she talking about; they had definitely come for her.

"HELP! HELP! SOMEONE HELP ME!" Melanie screamed, hoping they would find her quicker, then the door burst open, a bright light shined through and a boy stood there, but she didn't know him.

He leapt forward and offered his hand to Melanie.

"Come on we need to get you out of here!" The boy insisted.

"Who are you?" Melanie asked as she took his hand and he dragged her out into the hallway.

The boy looked at her quickly, she saw emerald eyes, he looked like Harry and Christopher. Not identical, just strong jaw, straight nose, he didn't wear glasses, but he had the same eyes, he must be the same height as Harry too.

"I'm Ethan," The boy said.

"Melanie," Melanie called to him as they ran along the halls until they reached a door and burst through. "You look like my brother." Melanie shouted as they ran through another hall, all the way along there were people battling.

"Who's your brother?" Ethan yelled.

"Harry Potter." Melanie replied, and ran into Ethan he stopped so quickly Melanie banged into him.

"What do you mean Harry Potter?" Ethan asked.

"I mean Harry James Potter, I'm Melanie Potter," Melanie looked wary now.

Ethan said nothing, but continued to drag Melanie along corridors, until they reached a staircase, they ran up the stairs and out into a fancy hallway, lined with ancient paintings, they continued running, until they came to a pair of oaks doors, thrown open revealing a
large front garden, outside were five men, all wearing Auror robes in light blue, unlike the English dark green.

"Who are these people?" Melanie hissed, as one of the men poked her with his wand.

"Australian Aurors, They came to rescue me, I had been trapped, we had a school trip. Visit muggle England, they came for me, but then I heard your screams a few days back, I came to get you out." Ethan explained, he had a slight accent, but for the first time Melanie noticed he too was wearing rags, the Aurors finished poking and looked bemused.

"Mr Potter, she's a Hogwarts student, we should get her back. Wonder how she got caught." The men said.

"Wait did he just call you Potter?" Melanie demanded.

"Yeah he did," Ethan answered.

"What's your name, full name?" Melanie demanded.

"Ethan Sirius Potter."