A/n: Ouch, this is a tad late, but what can I say. Real life is a b*tch, and I really don't know why I'm taking three honors classes and an AP class, along with a second English class.

Question: Do you want the next part to be Oli's POV, or someone else, such as Remus or whatnot?

Disclaimer: I won't own Harry Potter and all affiliated trademarks until I conquer the world. Give me six years and than we'll see.

Warnings: This contains slash, slash, and some more slash. Character deaths and other bad things.

Percy pounded his head in the table. He couldn't believe this. Yes, he had been kidnapped by death eaters before, but he'd always managed to escape after several hours, and it had never been his own brother who had kidnapped him. He knew that Oliver and the members of the order would be concentrating on finding him. They wouldn't stop to think of the Penny and the others deaths in anything but an objective manner.

Percy looked around his cell for what seemed like the hundredth time. The death eaters never had the cells as impregnable as this. Most of the time, you could just walk out after picking the lock, as the guards were normally drunk or asleep. He sighed in faint despair. He only saw all that he had seen before. There was a window that was too small to squirm through, a door that was magically locked, the chair he was sitting in, and the table he liked to pound his head on. "There was no way out, so he might just as well wait to be rescued,' Percy thought to himself.

He rested his head back against the chair, and than balanced the chair on two of its legs. As he looked up, something metal caught his eye, and he stared at it in disbelief for several minutes. He just couldn't believe it. There was a ventilation system vent, and it looked like he just might fit himself into it.

He decided to wait until midnight before checking out the grate, or trying to escape. He wanted to lull the guards into thinking that he was too disheartened to escape.

Replies to reviewers from first and second chapters: Dark-One Shadowphyre: Normally he does, but this is special floo-powder. Actually, I sort of forgot about that, but this way the Order members can leave with out the death eaters finding out where they are headed.

Merelyn25: Yeah, you think my forgetful Oliver is cute. I'm still waiting for you to leave a review more whacked out then mine.

Rogue: Glad you like the fic.

Hm: I think Ron makes a very good little DE

Emma Watson: thank you for reviewing.