Hey everyone. Well, here is the greatest chapter that ever lived!!! Just kidding, although it is pretty good. Sorry to end that chapter like that but it just had to happen. Welcome to Chapter 16, please sit back, relax, and read on.
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Chapter 16 - Cast of One

Hermione was running down the dungeon stairs as fast as her feet could take her. She didn't even pause to glance at the wedding. She made her way to the slaves' quarters and saw that most of them were already split into groups of five and were packed, including Dumbledore, whom Harry had managed to sneak out last night. Everyone was so nervous; everything could go wrong and everything was at stake. There was chattering ricocheting off of the dungeon walls.

"Everyone please be silent," she called. They all turned around to face her. "The wedding is now commencing which means we only have about twenty minutes to get everyone to the safe place. If they hear even a squeak from down here, as I am sure they have told you, they will find whoever does so and kill them. If that happens we're stuck here. I don't want to sacrifice any more lives."

There was a really long silence after her last sentence. It seemed to be in respect for Ginny. Harry spoke first. "There will be a man called Ron Weasly to help you and your families." Harry told the know very anxious crowd. There was no way this plan could go wrong. They only had, what a hundred, hundred twenty-five people there. That only meant, at most, twenty-five trips. "Hermione! Take the first family," Harry told her. The first group came up, touched the ring as she told them what to say.

"Take us out of this dreaded place. Let us return to a familiar face. (A/N: The ring doesn't work when it's on her finger.) All of you take the ring, say the words clearly, and you'll be there like floo powder." She explained; she tried to make it simple so that she wouldn't have to tell everyone more than once.

They all clutched the ring, gave the poem, and then vanished in a swirl of purple light. The ring just lay on the stone floor, as though it had not been touched at all. Everyone stood still and silent for a moment. "Come on," Hermione said impatiently. "There isn't much time."

There they went. Harry kept count and Hermione's voice grew hoarse from all the explaining. Twenty…Twenty-one… Foot steps were heard by everyone left there. They were sprinting to where they were. Twenty-three…twenty-four… They weren't showing any signs of stopping, and they were much louder ones behind them.

"No, Hermione," Harry whispered. "They're coming. Get you and Dumbledore out."

"Harry I can't leave you here. You go with Dumbledore, I can get the ring and get myself out."

"Albus, take the ring and go." Both Hermione and Harry said in unison. He took the ring and left, leaving them alone to deal with whatever was coming.

"Hermione," said a very out of breath Draco.

"Draco, what are you doing here?" Hermione gasped.

"You have to take me with you. I'd rather be killed than live this life that's made out. There's nothing you can say to stop me."

"But there's something I can do that will stop you dead in your tracks." And forward stepped the worst person to show up in this situation. Not Voldemort, not Pansy, not even a muggle actor dressed up in a weird grim reaper suit; It was none other than Lucius Malfoy himself, his wand pointing straight at Hermione.

A/N: I like writing that chapter a lot more than I thought I would. *Suddenly realizes that there are people and tries to regain composure* I do hope *Take into consideration that this is all said in a very bad English accent* that you enjoyed Chapter 16. Uh, lots of American Flag pins (I made one today) and some dead batteries on the side to my reviewers. Hope everyone had a good Saturday. To all a merry December 1st and to all a good night! Epequa ;)