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"You really don't give up, do you?" she raised a weary gaze up at him and coughed, blood clinging to her clothes. He had recently resorted to physical abuse, which sucked a lot for her because he knew her weak points. "I don't understand your infatuation with this idea. Do you think you are being a hero? Because you're not, you know. If anything, you're hurting your cause, my dear," his voice was as smooth as velvet but his eyes revealed a fierce anger in her direction. "You really should just let it go. It's a pitiful hope, really."

She coughed again, and this time his wand was at her throat, pressing into the soft, slightly bruised, flesh. "Leave her alone."

Tiffany's eyes slid to the side and met with Cain's fierce ones.

"Brave, aren't you? A haughty Gryffindor perhaps?"

"I'm a Hufflepuff."

Voldemort laughed loudly, his voice echoing through the empty dungeon. Tiffany wasn't sure exactly where she was. The dungeons were thin, underground cages that she wasn't familiar with. She manacles around her wrist seemed to tighten, and her breath hitched. "A Hufflepuff," he sneered, face upturned, "how very…disappointing. You Hufflepuff's are absolutely useless, you know that? Spineless. That's where spare students go; students with no proper merit or rank."

(A.N: They're also finders, but I don't need to review that, do i?)

Cain lunged forward despite the chains, earning himself a Crucio. He screamed, making Tiffany wince. "Really, Tiffany? You are willing to protect your precious school instead of your friend? Quiet valiant of you."

"I will never rat them out," she sneered, "Just as I would never try to hurt Cain. He is a brave boy. Bravery and gallantry has nothing to do with what house you've been put into. What matters," she looked up bravely at him, "Is soul.

"Soul?" Voldemort scoffed, "There is no such thing as 'soul. There is only power; the weak and the strong. Soul has no purpose in a world like ours."

"I really doubt that," said Tiffany, teeth clenched as the Dark Lord's foot found it's way to her stomach, "And you will be stopped."

"And who could possible stop me now?"

"Dumbledore."

"Dumbeldore?" Voldemort laughed, "There is nothing he could do. Nothing. Absolutely no-"

There was a loud crash that could be heard, the shouting of witches and wizards a like as the sound of a siren went off. "Intruders! Lord Voldemort, we have intruders."

"What idiots would intrude here?" he growled, flicking his robes back and walking away from his prisoners. "Oh, and one more thing," he said, looking back. They waited on him and Tiffany suddenly felt a burning pain in her chest.

She screamed this time, writhing in her manacles as the burn increase. "Dark flames," he said absently, "Beautiful for torture. Takes about 5 minutes to burn through the skin, 3 minutes to burn through muscle and another 2 to burn you right though." He grinned sadistically, "Yes, your screams will be the perfect back ground music."

"You monster."

"I am not a monster. I am the most skilled wizard that ever lived and I will notbe trumped by some half-taught children." He turned away, walking up the steps that led to the main level, quietly promising them a painful death.

-M-A-G-I-C-

"I see what you meant now," called Sirius, dodging a variety of spells while Kayla slipped past the defences of her fighter and knocked him out.

"Good. I was worried you were too dumb to understand me."

He rolled his eyes, countering a spell with his own. "Moony, you ok?"

"Just peachy," he called back, countering an incoming spell. "Any sign of Tiffany?"

"Not even a little. This place is crawling with Death Eaters. I really don't think we-"

A loud scream broke through the fighting, piercing through the sky with an almost cruel accuracy. The cry actually stopped half of the fighting that w starting, and when the second scream came to accompany the first one, the Death Eaters struck back harder.

Sirius cursed and parried multiple curses, a couple nicking his shoulders and cheek.

"Watch it!" cried James, Lily fighting behind him.

"You too. You've got a woman to protect."

"Shut up, Sirius," laughed James, taking out two Death Eaters in a single blow.

"Who the hell is screaming?" he asked, slipping behind a wizard and hitting him in the back, "I mean, it sounds really painful and-"

"Dear God," breathed Kayla, her hand hesitating before the enemy. Sirius saw this, and quickly shot her opponent.

"Be sure when you aim," he shouted, coming over and grabbing her arm. He tugged her down behind a thin line of bushes without resistance. "What is your problem?" he hissed, "Have you gone mad? You can't lower your defences."

"The ones screaming," she said, words tumbling out of her mouth, "They're Tiffany and Cain."

Sirius froze. "What?"

"I'm sure of it."

"We can't be sure of anything. It could be a trap."

"It's not a trap, Black, it's real. She's somewhere in this place and I need to find her."

"Calm down. That might not be her."

"Then who else could it be? It's not like he's locked her in a comfy bedroom. He's likely stuck her in a dungeon. Torturing her..."

She shivered and Sirius placed a firm hand on her shoulder. "We'll get her out. Chill."

Kayla flashed him a weak smile before peeking out from their hiding place. "Come on. We've got to take these guys out now."

He nodded, "Finally," They hopped out and continued fighting, Kayla taking a blow to the leg, and Sirius taking a hit to his shoulder. They fizzled into their clothes, causing a light sting where the spell would have hit. "At least we know your defences work."

"Good that," said Kayla, deflecting an incoming spell and shooting another one. "Henry! Any chances you could locate Tiffany right now?"

"I'm a wizard, not a compass," he snapped, a blue light whizzing by his head, "But I can try."

"Quickly," urged Kayla, taking down two more Death Eaters, "I'll cover you."

"Located!" he called out suddenly, "I'm sending a light towards her." A bright green light came out and hit the ground a fair kilometre away. "She's underground," he said, standing back up and beginning a new duel. "We really have to hurry. The screams are getting louder and I have a really bad feeling."

"Like wh-"

All of a sudden there was a streak of green that cut through the battles and hit Henry in the shoulder. His eyes widened, and Sirius watched as the boy crumpled to the ground, his name on his comrade's lips.

"Henry!" Kayla ran over to him, but suddenly it was like something was pulling her backwards; a force that held her captive in her spot. "Henry!'

"He's dead, you know?" Sirius felt a chill down his spine. "That is what the killing curse does, understand?"

"Lord Voldemort…" growled Kayla. The screaming continued, the shrill sound echoing through the field they were in. It was rather strange that Voldemort had chosen such an open place as his base, but Sirius supposed that the most obvious place would be the place they would look last.

"So you came back?" he said cheerfully, "Well, we know how that'll turn out, no?"

"Shut up," she snapped, "You killed him without a second thought. How could you?'

"How could I not? It's just so easy to kill amateur wizards like Henry." The scream cut off quickly, before it started to gurgle, cutting through the screams like a person was coughing. "And would you look at that? The fire has moved on to their muscles. It's a beautiful sound isn't it?"

"Who is it?" Lily's voice rang out through the field. She was holding James' hand tight in her own. "Who the hell are you torturing in that dungeon?"

Voldemort's thin lips pulled up into a smile that could have been easily mistaken as a sneer. "Oh, but I think you do know."

"Give them back!" Kayla cried, "Give them both back!"

"Why should I? The marks on their arms show that they are my property to handle and not yours. Besides, both need to pay for having crosses me." Voldemort placed the tip of his wand on his pale cheek, "You know, don't you find it a little bit odd? I mean, you're always coming to me because I've kidnapped someone. Just because you managed to survive the first time, doesn't mean that you'll survive the second, you know?"

Sirius gulped. "What honestly drove you to this? Kidnapping children," Kayla raised her wand, and he could see her shaking. "We will fight you for our friends if we have to and then-"

"And then what? Rescue them? You've got to be kidding me. I really don't think that'd work and you know why? Because your friends will be dead in less than 3 minutes, courtesy of the black flames of Egypt."

"You bastard," Remus lunged forward with a vengeance. Voldemort threw him back with a tired flick and sighed.

"If this is your strength, then I'm afraid your friends will be dead rather quickly."

"Shut up!" Kayla aimed a shot, as did James and Lily, but they were easily deflected.

"Do you hear that, children? Their screams sound beautiful."

"You-" Sirius grabbed Kayla's forearm to hold her back.

"How about this? I will let you come at me all at once. Does that sound good? Prepare yourselves." Sirius looked around and saw that not only were they poised and ready, the Death Eaters also had their wands up, threatening their well-being. "And go!"

Voldemort didn't shoot any spells at all when he called for the fight to start. He merely stood there, deflecting what spells came his way and bouncing them back. Sirius was amazed at how well he had protected himself. His Death Eaters were pretty good at blocking the spells, but their aim was terrible. Sirius felt on hit his cheek, but it bubbled and was nothing but a light tingle. It was unfortunate that the protection spell did not help Henry against the Dark Lord...

"And you have a protection spell on!" exclaimed Lord Voldemort, smirking at his enemies amidst the fighting, "Clever of you."

Remus made for Lord Voldemort but James moved him over. "I can do this," he said, eyes up at the dark wizard, "Let me fight him, Remus. Try to find her instead." He didn't have much time to answer as far as Sirius could see, before he had to raise his wand and arm himself from another attack.

"Kayla!" the girl glanced over before shifting her eyes back to the battle.

"What?"

"This isn't going to work. There are too many of them and not enough of us."

"Well, I can't call reinforcements.'

"Why not? Because they don't know where the hell we are and half of them are in the Hospital Wing back in Hogwarts. They're injured. Henry came even though he was injured because he- he has a strong connection with Tiffany. It wouldn't be fair to just allow him to sit back and watch.

"Besides, you saw what happened. He was killed without finding her. It's useless to try and call them when it will be a suicide mission."

"That's not what I meant. We should be able to immobilize them, or at least get them off our back so we can search for them."

Kayla stared at him now, before answering. "I'll do what I can."

-M-A-G-I-C-

"Your bravery is commendable, James, but there really is nothing you can do."

"I got out," he said fiercely, "Why can't they?"

"Well, because I don't really value them. They are useless to me. You on the other hand."

"Me?"

"You are a pureblood of the Potter house, James. You carry pure wizarding blood through your veins. As does Mr Black. However, your house is much more...distinguished in comparison."

"My house is merely better than Sirius' because my parents didn't turn me out for wanting to be different."

"Ah, but your friend also consented to run away because he didn't care to be part of my services like his brother."

"Regulus!" gasped James, "There's no way..."

"Oh course. The start of this year actually. He's very good for information, especially when his brother is friends with the likes of you." James grimaced but Voldemort ploughed on, "You know, you could join me."

"I'm sorry?"

"Yes, you could join me. You wouldn't have to risk your life like this ever again. Merely become part of my order and you should never have to make hard decisions again. I will make them for the benefit of-"

"Yourself. The benefit of yourself." James finished, "No, I will not join you. I am not interested in serving a wizard who intends to hold my friends captive and torturing innocent people. You have killed more than enough, Lord Voldemort, and I will never join you."

"Suit yourself," he said with a shrug, "But I will come back for you James. Perhaps you will have your head on straight by then."

"What are you-"

There was a giant explosion in the background and James saw a giant phoenix snaking its way through the grass, spreading flames everywhere. "Well, I will be seeing you, James," said Lord Voldemort, curling his cloak around him and beginning to disapparate. "Farewell."

He pointed his wand to the giant phoenix and it suddenly exploded, engulfing the field in a barrage of fire. James darted over to Lily and put his arms around her protecting her from the falling wreckage that was the forest.

please R&R and beware character death