A/D: Blah, Blah, blah. Same as the other 4 disclaimers.
Freeze: Part Five
An hour later Icicle was thrown onto sharp stones. They cut through her silk shirt and cut her skin. With a moan she sat up and dusted of her black bell bottoms. She stood up and looked around the familiar landscape.
Trees without leaves swayed in the strong breeze. A murky lake ripled in the distance. Black storm cluds thundered overhead. A tall dark castle loomed in the mist.
Icicle was shoved towards the old castle. Sadly she walked inside the dimly lit hall. Nothing had changed. There was more dust and the spider had grown in size, but other then that everything was the same. A twisted staircase led to the dusty upstairs. the right wing led to Voldemort's lair, and the left wing led to the main house. Under the stairs was the dungeon entance.
A small man stepped out of the main house. "Take these two to the rooms!" Voldemort commanded.
"Yes master." The man squeaked. Icicle rolled her eyes as annoying Peter led them upstairs.
"You room, Miss." Peter motioned to Icicle's old room. She stepped inside and locked the door.
She swatted the cobwebs away and flopped down on her old canopy bed, causing a large cloud of dust to form in the room. Icicle coughed and stood up.
She walked over to the boarded up, black curtained window. She lit a candle and a flickering dim light lit the room. Then she went to work.
Icicle broke off a peice to her bed and began poundin on the boarded up window, to no avail. She ripped off the curtains and made one into a shawl for her shivering body. Then she kicked at the boards until they cracked. She ripped off the boards and in the process got many slivers.
Her hands were red, calloused, and sore by the time all the boards were off. She smiled and threw open the window, flooding the room with light. Now there was only one more thing to do.
She ripped a piece off her white silk shirt and took a feather pen. She wrote:
Draco, Save me! Voldemort has me! Get Harry and Ron to help too! HURRY! Icicle Weasley
Then she sat on the window sill and pulled a chain out from under her shirt. She took one of the charms, and odd shaped whistle, and blew into it. An odd sound came out of it. In one minute her owl, Snowflake, was fluttering outside the window. Icicle stuck the note in her owl's claws and closed the window.
Icicle ran ove to the wall by her bed and pulled back a large tapestry. There was a door. She turned the handle and slowly opened the door. Crinan ran over to her and pulled her into a tight hug.
"Crinan. Would you like to leave?"
"YES! I would love to! But we can't."
"Yes we can."
Crinan stared at her."How?"
"I owled a friend at Hogwarts. He will come here to save us!"
"He. I see." Crinan sat down on a trunk.
"No! Not like that! Yet. I still love you!"
"I knew everything would change once you left." Crinan rubbed his temples. "I can't go."
"Why?" Icicle asked, pleading with her eyes.
"My father."
"ARGHHHH!! You listen to him! He is evil! We could be free, at least I could, if it wasn't for him! Don't you see, you don't have to do everything your father tells you to!"
"But he loves-"
"NO! He doesn't! He killed my parents. He killed the Bones. The Potters. EVERYONE! He is evil!"
"No. I'm not coming."
Icicle threw her arms around Crinan's neck "Fine. But you don't always have to listen to Voldemort, you know." Icicle spun on her heel and walked out of the room. She was good at leaving people with final thoughts.
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Half an hour later Icicle paced in her room. The sun was setting, leaving a pink glow in the sky. "Pink skies at night, sailors delight. Hopefully this will be correct too." It was.
At 6:00 Icicle spotted specks in the distance. She threw open the window and waved frantically. It was Harry, Draco, and Ron on brooms. The flew in the window and Icicle hugged all of them.
"Hullo, Icy!" Ron said cheerfuly.
"Hey guys!" Icicle squealed.
She took of the curtain shawl and threw it on the dusty floor.
"Nice place." Draco joked.
"Har de har har." Icicle said sarcasticaly.
"Lets go!" Harry said impatiantley.
"Okay, okay." Icicle climbed on back of Draco's Nimbus 2001.
Ron and Harry flew out the window and turned back around. Their eyes popped out of their head.
"What?" Icicle asked.
"L-l-l-LOOK!"Harry stutted.
Icicle turned around and gasped. Voldemort was standing in the door with a smiling Crinan next to him.
"You won't be going anywhere." Voldemort said. Crinan winked.
A/N: Dun dun dun! Spooky. Well, there should be some more parts. What is your opinion: Is Crinan good or evil? R/R!