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"He should be back by now, Remus!" Sirius exclaimed, pacing back and forth in the kitchen that evening. Remus sat in a chair at the table, staring at his hands, as though in a trance. "Where the hell is he? Something's wrong; I know it!" Just then, Sean and Kayla appeared in the doorway.
"What's wrong, Dad?" Sean asked. "Where's Harry?"
"Daddy?" Kayla said in a small voice. She crawled up into Remus's lap, and he kissed her forehead, stroking her hair.
"Everything's fine," he said, softly. The fear in his eyes betrayed the calm tone in his voice, but the kids didn't see it. "Sean, take Kay upstairs and help her get ready for bed."
Sean grabbed Kayla's hand and took her upstairs. Sirius stopped pacing and stood behind Remus, leaning over and wrapping his arms around him. Remus reached a hand up to hold Sirius's, and the black-haired man rested his cheek on Remus's head.
"Maybe we should ask Severus and Katie if they know where he is," Sirius sighed.
Remus nodded, and the two headed for the living room. As soon as Sirius took a pinch of Floo powder from the jar, Dumbledore's face appeared in the fireplace. The usual sparkles in his eyes had been replaced by sadness and worry. At this moment, Dumbledore really looked his age, and that scared Remus and Sirius.
"You both need to come to the school immediately," he told them. "Bring the kids; Katie will keep an eye on them. Come through the Floo in my office." With that, he disappeared.
"Go on through," Sirius told Remus. "I'll go get the kids." Sirius went upstairs and found Sean and Kayla in the bathroom, brushing their teeth. "You two, come on, we have to go to the school."
Within minutes, the entire Lupin-Black family, save Harry, was in Dumbledore's office, as were Severus and Katie Snape. Katie looked as though she'd been crying, and Severus was upset as well, resting his elbow on the side of his chair and covering his eyes with his hand. Katie took the kids into the next room, and Sirius and Remus sat in the empty chairs in front of Dumbledore's desk. Sirius reached over and tightly gripped his husband's hand.
"Several hours ago, in Hogsmeade, the Dark Mark was projected above the lake," the Headmaster told the two men, solemnly. "Witnesses saw Draco and Harry heading that way, and then saw two cloaked figures--Death Eaters--attack them, stun them, and Disapparate with them." He handed Sirius a piece of parchment. "I received this just an hour ago." Sirius and Remus began to read the letter.
The boy who betrayed his father and the Boy-Who-Lived have been taken into the custody of Lord Voldemort. Your attempts to rescue them will be in vain. They will die at the hands of the Dark Lord.
"Why didn't I follow him?" Remus whispered, staring at the floor. "Why did we let them go out alone? Damn it, I told him last night that we'd keep him safe..."
"We're doing everything we can to find them," Dumbledore said, softly. "Until then... We can only wait. And hope."
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Draco opened his eyes and found himself in a dim, damp dungeon cell. He lifted himself into a sitting position and leaned back against a wall. Glancing around, he saw a body in a heap on the other side of the cell. Seeing a mop of unruly hair, Draco realized that it was Harry. Blood was dripping onto the floor by Harry's head, and Draco shakily crawled over to him.
"Harry," he whispered. "Honey, wake up..." He looked for the source of the blood and found that the back of Harry's head was cut open a little.
"I'm awake..." Harry mumbled, his voice hoarse. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, but you're bleeding." Harry reached back and touched the cut, trying to heal it, but found that he didn't have enough energy.
"Not that bad," he said, finally. With Draco's help, he sat up, and the two lay against the wall, tightly gripping each other's hands.
"Where are we?" Draco wondered, looking around the dungeon. He saw several torture devices, such as one that stretches a victim's arms and legs. There was also a bed, along with a table covered in weapons and 'toys.'
"The dungeon from my vision," Harry sighed. The two were silent for a moment.
"Do you think anyone will find us?" Draco asked. "Save us?" At that, they heard a high-pitched, sinister laughter from in front of them, and they looked up to find a man with red slits for eyes. He gave a morbid grin.
"No, I do not think so."
THE END………….
Oh, I'm cruel, I know. *grin* But don't worry, this was only Part One. Part Two, The Long, Hard Road, has already been started, and I'll post the first chapter or so soon. Until then, review!!!