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Tuesday 7th April (41 weeks pregnant)
Dawn awoke many hours later, a pain in her stomach, distorted by the calming hand that was rubbing her back. Did Buffy and Connor save her? Was she in the hospital? Unfortunately, Dawn's silent questions were answered as she slowly opened her eyes. There she was laying on her side on a small, ratty bed in a dark, windowless cell surrounded by bars as Draco sat on the very edge of the bed with his arm lent over her body to gain access to her back.
Panic begun to rise as she saw Draco's ruined, bloody hair, the cycles under his eyes and his general dirty appearance.
"Oh, jeez, Draco. What happened? Are you okay?" Dawn gasped, attempting to rise and see the back of his head.
"No, no, no," Draco protesting, dodging Dawn and forcing her to lay back down. "I'm okay."
"It would seem that I'm in need of a new dictionary since I thought the definition of 'okay' meant not bleeding from the head."
"Fine, I hit my head on the wall when we were attacked," Draco caved in at the glare on Dawn's face. "But its okay, I think its starting to heal."
At the mention of the attack realisation hit Dawn, causing tears to start to fall from her eyes and her frown to deepen.
"It was Voldemort, wasn't it?" At Draco reluctant nod of confirmation, Dawn continued, "Have they made an appearance, yet? Done anything to you?"
"No, no-one has entered yet, but I heard voices outside earlier on. I recognised some of them….belonged to my father and other Death Eaters. I think they're waiting for us to wake up, because as soon as I heard the voices I faked unconsciousness and heard a slit in the door open and close," Draco explained, whispering and alert for any movement.
"I don't understand, how did they get in Hogwarts? How'd they get past Connor? They want my baby, don't they? They can't have my baby!" Dawn rambled, her voice getting high as her panic increased.
"Ah!" Dawn gasped, grabbing her stomach.
"Dawn, you have to calm down, the stress is too much for the baby," Draco advised, controlling his own panic and rubbing her back in comfort.
Dawn gasped suddenly, a light going off in her head,
"I don't think it's that, I think I've…."
Dawn didn't get a chance to finish her sentence as the door from the cell burst open with a slam. In walked Voldemort in all his snake glory, an air of evil and royalty around him as a group of black robed figures followed behind him.
"Ah Ms. Snape, I see you've awaken," Voldemort hissed, smirking as the youngest Malfoy edged his way in front of the pregnant woman in protection.
"Since we're pointing out the obvious, I see you've still got a fetish for reptiles," Dawn said snarkily, holding her fear back as her Summers' instincts took over.
As she let out her sarcastically comment, Dawn noticed two figures flinch. One was Draco, who moved closer to her and grabbed her hand, squeezing it in warning. The other one was a Death Eater in the back; although Dawn couldn't see the face in the hood, she immediately knew who it was.
Surprisingly, Voldemort laughed in reaction, throwing his head back dramatically.
"I now see that the sarcastic attitude isn't just a one off in Severus, but a Snape trait. Speaking of your uncle, you don't know where he is, do you? Bit convenient that he disappears from my radar as soon as I get tipped off that he's a spy and his niece holds the power to my power."
It was Dawn's time to squeezes Draco's hand as she began to speak.
"I wonder who could have told you that. What spyof yours is angry at me? Hello Umbridge," Dawn greeted, waving to a Death Eater near Voldemort.
"How'd you know it was me?" Umbridge hissed angrily, lowering her hood.
"Your pink shoes are showing," Dawn laughed, pointing to the floor, resulting in Umbridge to step forward.
"No, the girl must be unharmed," Voldemort commanded, gripping hold of Umbridge's arm painfully.
"You've got to get you're spies under control…..maybe use a leash, it'd go well with her personality," Dawn said, smirking as Umbridge's eyes narrowed in hatred.
"Ms. Snape, no matter how much you try to cover it, I can still smell your fear. I will get your child," Voldemort said, grinning evilly.
"You can try," Dawn growled, protecting her bump with her hands. Voldemort stared at her for a few seconds, as if he was trying to read her mind, before moving towards the door, making a 'come' motion as he ordered,
"You, stay here, guard them!"
As soon as the door slammed shut, Draco turned around immediately, glaring at Dawn.
"What were you thinking? Voldemort could have hurt you."
"Oh relax he wouldn't do that, might damage his precious power," Dawn bitterly commented, looking intensely at the door before saying, "Anyway the lecture can wait, or better yet come from someone who's more experienced in them."
"What?" Draco asked, confused.
'Maybe the lack of water and food is making her crazy. Well, crazier.' The blond Slytherin thought.
Draco followed Dawn's nod of her head towards the Death Eater that was situated in the shadows, watching the teenagers' interaction. Draco had forgotten the Death Eater's presence in his anger at Dawn's dangerous actions.
"Come on out, it's safe, the lurkers have moved, probably gone to kiss Voldemort's butt….that's if he has one," Dawn said to the black robed figure, who had taken a step forward.
"Dawn, what are you doing?" Draco hissed in frustration as the Death Eater looked to the door in caution before coming closer to the cage.
"Shhh, look," Dawn whispered, pointing at the figure as he lowered his hood.
"Uncle Severus," Draco gasped in shock as the familiar greasy, black hair was revealed. "What are you doing here?"
"The better question is what do you think you're doing? Dawn, did you ever think that even though V-Voldemort wouldn't hurt you, he'd hurt Draco?" Uncle Snape growled, marching forwards.
"I-I….Well….you see…." Dawn stuttered in shame. "Hey, stop making me feel bad. I'm already locked up."
"Look we haven't got time for this, I've got to get you out," Severus said quickly, sighing in frustration.
"How? Aren't there loads of guards around upstairs?" Draco questioned, remembering the sound of footsteps from above.
"That's what I've been trying to figure out; I overheard a couple of Death Eaters saying Voldemort has another mission planned in a few hours."
"How long have you been here? I thought you were at your home, planning and digging up leads?" Dawn asked her Uncle, who was stammering out a reply. "Oh I get it, you've been here for days, spying on Voldie, reporting back to Buffy anything useful."
"I'm sorry," Snape apologised to his niece at the glare he was receiving. "We just didn't want to put any additional stress on you and the baby."
"We haven't got time for this, just get us out before V-Voldemort comes back for Dawn," Draco whispered angrily before the pregnant witch started a shouting match with his godfather.
"I can't, it will be too risky…." Snape began to explain, but was interrupted by Dawn crying out in pain, clutching Draco's arm tightly.
"Dawn, what's wrong?" Severus asked in concern as his niece's face paled.
"I think I'm in labour," Dawn gasped out between breaths.
Here's an update….finally….I'll look for errors tomorrow :)
