So I meant to get this out sooner. I actually had it typed out a few days after I posted the last one but lucky me, my brand new 800 dollar computer broke. They took a week to fix it, saying the LCD was broken but guess what…it wasn't! It was a faulty memory stick. I can still use it but it is a bit slow and has less memory. So it will be totally fixed in a few days. So yeah….happy birthday?

*Ohhh! Who's birthday is it?*

-No ones you idiot-

"Hey be nice to Parnasse! Just because you didn't get laid last night and last chapter didn't go so well and this chapter won't either doesn't mean that you can take it out on him!"

Wow, sounds like you're having a bad day Sev

-and I have you to thank for it-

Hehehe…..so…on to the disclaimer!

Disclaimer: I sure hope you get the idea by now


Every Day is a Struggle

Harry sat on the small bed, his knees drawn up to his chest. Tears poured down Harry's face and they burned into the various cuts. His right eye had swelled shut and was currently giving Harry a pounding headache. He had been confined to this room for a week and so far had seen no chance to escape. Harry sometimes wondered if Severus was still alive. He had heard no word about his husband since they had been separated and Harry was more concerned for him that himself. The door flung open and Voldemort strode in with a small smile.

"Hello Harry. I must say you look awful. That eye sure looks painful." Harry glared at the man and said nothing.

"Still not talking? Even after that wonderful time we had yesterday?" Harry pointedly looked at the wall and said nothing.

"Well, I was going to give you news of your husband but seeing as you won't be polite I might as well just leave." Harry's head whipped around and he started imploringly at Voldemort.

"No please tell me. I'll talk; I will." Voldemort chuckled and turned around.

"See, was that so hard?" Harry almost glared but remembered the news. Instead he bowed his head.

"No My Lord."

"Very good, you are learning. Now I must say that unfortunately your husband is still alive if just a little worse for the wear." Harry felt himself relax and he even smiled a little.

"But this is not why I came. I came for information." Harry's stomach sank and he scooted back on the bed.

"My spies have given me word of a new Order, and I am to believe you and Severus might know something of this. I have asked your husband and he refused to tell me anything so I came to you." Harry's back hit the head board and he suddenly found himself tied to it with chafing ropes.

"Now Harry, where does the Order of the Phoenix meet?" Harry shook his head and looked down. He would not give up any information; he would rather die. Voldemort shook his head.

"Now let's not force me to make this unpleasant Harry. I would hate to hurt you." Harry glared and said nothing. Voldemort drew his wand and smiled cruelly.

"Very well then. Crucio!" Harry felt pain over take him and he screamed. The pain was ripping through him and at that moment he wished for nothing else than to die. He just wanted all the pain to end and to slip into a dark oblivion. Suddenly the pain stopped and Harry was left panting on the bed.

"Are you ready to talk yet Harry?" Harry hung his head, his raven hair falling in front of his eyes.

"No? Crucio!" As the pain overtook Harry again the screams of his pain echoed in the bedroom.

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Severus' head shot up as he heard the screams. He knew who those screams belonged to. Severus pulled against the chains binding him to the wall and shouted Harry's name. The guard watching him smiled at him and leaned against the wall.

"You bastards don't hurt him!" Tears streamed down Severus' face and his wrists started to bleed from the chafing. The guard started to whistle a happy tune and ignored the shouts. The screams stopped and Severus collapsed against the wall in relief. He hung his head and willed himself the calm down. He was almost calm again when the screams started up again. Severus shut his eyes tightly and sobs shook his body. He wished he could be with Harry. He wished he had been more careful. He wished he had pushed Harry away and not gotten him into this mess. He wished; he wished; he wished. A door flung open and a tall man with black hair strode in.

"Hello Severus, fancy seeing you here." Severus hissed at the unwelcome figure.

"Greyback." Fenir Greyback smiled at him and walked closer to the captive man.

"I never trusted you but even I thought you were not so stupid as to go against our master." Severus snarled at him but didn't reply.

"And now I am here to make you talk, while my Master is with your husband making him talk." Severus lunged at the grinning man but was yanked back by the chains.

"Leave him alone or I'll-" Greyback threw his head back and laughed.

"Do what? Glare me to death? I think not Severus. You will sit there like a good boy and tell me what you know or I swear you will be screaming louder than Potter by the time I am done with you." Feinir drew a small bag from his robes and set it on a table across from the wall Severus was chained to. Fenir dug around in the bag and drew out a small vial and held it up to the light. He nodded happily to himself and drew a needle out from the bag as well. As he started to prepare the needle he turned to Severus with a smile.

"Do you know what this is? No? I'm surprised. For a potions master you are very unlearned about poisons." Severus paled at the mention of poison and shrunk away from the large man

"You see Severus, this poison has many uses. It is an extract from the moonbeam flower. Also more commonly known as Black Blood, it forces you to bleed from every orifice in your body. Once it is put into your blood stream it takes effect in three hours. Your blood turns black as it oozes out of your body. It takes about three days to kill you and the only antidote is receiving another dose of the poison. And you know how rare moonbeam flowers are. One last thing, it is incredibly painful. I have heard that it effectively kills and tortures a person at the same time." Severus eyed the clear liquid in the syringe anxiously. Fenir drew closer to him and motioned the guard forward. The guard did as he was told and grabbed Severus by the hair. Severus' head was thrust onto the wall and his neck was exposed to Fenir. Fenir patted Severus on the cheek with a smile.

"Good luck Severus." Without another word Fenir plunged the needle in Severus neck and released the clear liquid into the blood stream. Severus felt himself go woozy for a moment before he came back to reality. Fenir was cleaning off the syringe with a smile.

"So my work here is done. My Lord will be in to question you in…oh…three and a half hours I would say." Fenir left without another word and Severus fell back against the wall, hopelessness radiating throughout his body.

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"We have to do something!" Draco pounded his fist against the table and McGonagall glowered at him.

"And what do you propose we do Mr. Malfoy-Black? We have few people, not enough to storm Riddle mansion, no idea where they are in the building, and have no way of knowing if they are even alive." Draco paced back and forth angrily. The rest of the Order watched him, sadness in their eyes.

"Look, I know they are alive. They have to be. And I think my fathers could get us into the building if you just let me try!" McGonagall shook her head as she left the room.

"The answer is no Draco." The door slammed shut and Draco sat on the couch with a sob. Hermione touched his back gently and he turned to her.

"I am going to save them Hermione, if it is the last thing I do." Hermione looked like she was about to protest but she saw the look in Draco's eyes and merely nodded.

"Then we are going too." Draco started at her in surprise as the rest of the Order nodded.

"Really?" Hermione nodded and stood up, the rest of the Order following her leave. Draco grinned at them and walked over to the fireplace.

"Then what are we waiting for? We got ass to save."

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Lucius regarded the group of teenagers seriously.

"You do realizing what you are proposing right? Not all of us will survive." Draco nodded solemnly.

"Yes father we know." Sirius stood next to his husband.

"I can get you guys in. You will have to be dressed as slaves, which means little or no clothing, and you will have to act like them too." Ron nodded and stepped forward.

"Yes, and once we are in we will split up in twos or threes, looking for both Severus and Harry. Once they have been located we will meet in the forest outside Riddle manor." Lucius looked at them.

"How will you communicate?" This time it was Luna who stepped forward.

"I have charmed all of our wands to double as communication devices. We merely whisper the name of whom we want to speak to and our wands connect." Lucius was impressed by the ingenious of the plan but was still concerned.

"Where will you hide your wands? Slaves do not have wands and there is no way to hid them in the meager clothes." Draco smiled cunningly.

"We will hide them where we must." Sirius took the double meaning and winced.

"Well, I am ready to agree with this plan. What about you Lucius." Lucius regarded the team seriously.

"Now this will not be easy, or fun. Some of you may die, and many of you will be injured. I will understand if you back out of this now." Ginny smiled and shook her head.

"No thank you sir. This is what we signed up for. We knew it might come to this and we are ready." Lucius nodded and looked at his husband.

"Ready Sirius?" Sirius nodded.

"Ready."

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Harry leaned over the toilet and groaned. This was the third time he had thrown up this morning and he was getting really tired of it. This morning sickness had been going on for a while now and while it seemed to be dying down he was still throwing up.

"Well, looks like not all of us are having a good morning." Harry straightened up and glared at Voldemort."

"What do you want? Haven't you tortured me enough for the week?" Voldemort laughed and leaned against the doorframe.

"I just have a few questions to ask of you Harry." Harry closed his eyes and sighed.

"I didn't answer your questions yesterday, what makes you think I am going to answer them today?" Voldemort laughed and drug Harry into the bedroom.

"Wishful thinking I guess."

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Severus groaned and wished he could die. The pain was excruciating and he was not sure how much he could take. Black blood dripped down his face and splashed into the growing puddle. His face was covered in dried blood and the new blood that was still leaking out of him. Fenir had been in to check up on him and had announced that he was impressed by this poison. Severus had growled at him but didn't look like much of a threat so Fenir had just laughed. Voldemort had also been in to check on him and extract information out of him but Severus had remained silent. Eventually Voldemort had given him a few bouts of the Cruciatis curse to vent his frustration and left. Severus was now alone except for that single guard. He knew he was going to die. He could feel the poison killing him and he knew that it was only a matter of time before he left this world. He could only pray that Harry made it out alive.


So that was depressing. Really depressing. Really really depressing. Really really really-

-I think they have the idea-

"You were getting a tad bit repetitive."

*Are you really going to kill Severus? I thought you liked him!*

You will have to see Parnasse…So read and respond.