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Chap 10:
Harry woke to find himself shackled to the walls of a dark damp dungeon. He turned to see Dess, one foot chained to the floor, still unconscious. He stretched out his leg and nudged her.
"Destiny! Wake up." She groaned and opened her eyes. Immediately she was wide awake.
"What happened?" Harry looked around, skeletons were shackled to the ceilings and walls.
"Someone knocked me out when I was taking you to the infirmary. I'm sorry for getting you into this." He muttered. Dess looked at him, slightly surprised.
"It wasn't your fault. If it's anyone's fault, it's mine. I probably attracted their attention by talking so loud." She said. He looked at her smiling weakly.
"Bad things tend to happen to the people I'm around. Seriously, its my-" began Harry slowly.
"Will you stop being all brave and heroic and let me take the blame! Its my fault! End of discussion!" Dess snapped. That shocked a bark of laughter out of him.
"Will they kill us?" Dess asked nervously. Harry sighed sadly.
"Considering we're talking about Lord Voldemort and his pack of Deatheaters..I'd say probably. He's been plotting for a decade and a couple of years for revenge and I doubt that he'll let us go without killing us very dead first." Said Harry bluntly. Dess looked down at her hands.
"So this is it." Harry looked at her.
"Damn, I didn't mean to depress you, that's just my annoying way of coping with problems." He said. Dess looked up at him and got up. She was able to stand next to him.
"Well, if this is the end." she said quietly and leaned forward and before she might think otherwise pressed a kiss on his cheek. She blushed bright red and backed away.
"S-sorry! I shouldn't have-" she stammered as she stumbled on her chains. Harry smiled shyly.
"Are you sorry?" He asked. Dess shook her head and blushed harder.
"How sweet." Draco walked down the steps, unlocking their chains, wand raised.
"Lord Voldemort has everything prepared. You will come with me know." He said in a monotone voice. Harry opened his mouth to say something but Dess nudged him.
"He's under the imperius curse." She explained quickly. Harry nodded, fists clenched. Draco directed them to what looked like a huge dark ballroom. Slowly a green light filled the chamber. Infront of them was a surgeons table, complete with straps. Deatheaters watched them from the walls. Lord Voldemort got up from his throne-like chair and smiled.
"It is so easy to manipulate people, easier than forcing them to become deatheaters but where's the fun in that. Relissio." Behind them Draco stumbled and fell face first onto the floor.
"Who better to kidnap the boy who lived and the keeper of secrets than someone who actually went to the school. Less chancy."
"K-k-keeper of Secrets?"stammered Dess. Voldemort directed his red eyes to her. She shivered under his gaze, if felt like he could reach into her soul.
"Your father and Albus never told you what really happened to your mother." He said smiling horribly. Dess glared back.
"She died from some disease..." she said fiercly. Voldemort chuckled softly.
"No. She is a Deatheater or was. She abandoned you and your father to protect you.. Tsk tsk, what a waste it was, she only died under the cruciatius curse in the end. She believed she could protect you from the inside but we knew from the start. You see, you were born with a unique gift. You alone can find the Sun of Amira. It would gift the person you give it to with immortality and the power of a god. You mother knew so she tried to work from the inside to warn you." Dess gritted her teeth.
"Your lying. I can't even find myself on a map." She said dully.
"No, the secret of the Sun of Amira is hidden behind a magical barrier, like an oblivious curse, we just have to break through it and let you lead us to it." He said, deadly calm.
"I'd never help you! You don't have enough power to break through a barrier of old magic!" she said defiantly.
"I know, that is why I need the magic of another powerful wizard to help, Harry Potter." He said turning his attention to Harry and raised his wand. Harry stumbled back a step, nearly falling over Draco.
"Say goodbye to your powers.. ABSILINER!!!" Immediately, Harry felt something pull his powers away, like a vaccum. He cried out as the last of his magic left his body. He felt empty and vacant. He felt his stomach rebel but he kept down the bile.
"Oh my god, Harry?" He heard a voice whisper in his ear. He looked up into Dess's worried face.
'I-I'm okay." He managed to croak. He became sharply aware of the cold laughter of the Deatheaters and Voldemort.
"I've waited so long to see you weak and struggling, you should have just died and saved your mother the trouble." He said coldly.
"Bring the girl here. It is time we found the sun."
Chap 10:
Harry woke to find himself shackled to the walls of a dark damp dungeon. He turned to see Dess, one foot chained to the floor, still unconscious. He stretched out his leg and nudged her.
"Destiny! Wake up." She groaned and opened her eyes. Immediately she was wide awake.
"What happened?" Harry looked around, skeletons were shackled to the ceilings and walls.
"Someone knocked me out when I was taking you to the infirmary. I'm sorry for getting you into this." He muttered. Dess looked at him, slightly surprised.
"It wasn't your fault. If it's anyone's fault, it's mine. I probably attracted their attention by talking so loud." She said. He looked at her smiling weakly.
"Bad things tend to happen to the people I'm around. Seriously, its my-" began Harry slowly.
"Will you stop being all brave and heroic and let me take the blame! Its my fault! End of discussion!" Dess snapped. That shocked a bark of laughter out of him.
"Will they kill us?" Dess asked nervously. Harry sighed sadly.
"Considering we're talking about Lord Voldemort and his pack of Deatheaters..I'd say probably. He's been plotting for a decade and a couple of years for revenge and I doubt that he'll let us go without killing us very dead first." Said Harry bluntly. Dess looked down at her hands.
"So this is it." Harry looked at her.
"Damn, I didn't mean to depress you, that's just my annoying way of coping with problems." He said. Dess looked up at him and got up. She was able to stand next to him.
"Well, if this is the end." she said quietly and leaned forward and before she might think otherwise pressed a kiss on his cheek. She blushed bright red and backed away.
"S-sorry! I shouldn't have-" she stammered as she stumbled on her chains. Harry smiled shyly.
"Are you sorry?" He asked. Dess shook her head and blushed harder.
"How sweet." Draco walked down the steps, unlocking their chains, wand raised.
"Lord Voldemort has everything prepared. You will come with me know." He said in a monotone voice. Harry opened his mouth to say something but Dess nudged him.
"He's under the imperius curse." She explained quickly. Harry nodded, fists clenched. Draco directed them to what looked like a huge dark ballroom. Slowly a green light filled the chamber. Infront of them was a surgeons table, complete with straps. Deatheaters watched them from the walls. Lord Voldemort got up from his throne-like chair and smiled.
"It is so easy to manipulate people, easier than forcing them to become deatheaters but where's the fun in that. Relissio." Behind them Draco stumbled and fell face first onto the floor.
"Who better to kidnap the boy who lived and the keeper of secrets than someone who actually went to the school. Less chancy."
"K-k-keeper of Secrets?"stammered Dess. Voldemort directed his red eyes to her. She shivered under his gaze, if felt like he could reach into her soul.
"Your father and Albus never told you what really happened to your mother." He said smiling horribly. Dess glared back.
"She died from some disease..." she said fiercly. Voldemort chuckled softly.
"No. She is a Deatheater or was. She abandoned you and your father to protect you.. Tsk tsk, what a waste it was, she only died under the cruciatius curse in the end. She believed she could protect you from the inside but we knew from the start. You see, you were born with a unique gift. You alone can find the Sun of Amira. It would gift the person you give it to with immortality and the power of a god. You mother knew so she tried to work from the inside to warn you." Dess gritted her teeth.
"Your lying. I can't even find myself on a map." She said dully.
"No, the secret of the Sun of Amira is hidden behind a magical barrier, like an oblivious curse, we just have to break through it and let you lead us to it." He said, deadly calm.
"I'd never help you! You don't have enough power to break through a barrier of old magic!" she said defiantly.
"I know, that is why I need the magic of another powerful wizard to help, Harry Potter." He said turning his attention to Harry and raised his wand. Harry stumbled back a step, nearly falling over Draco.
"Say goodbye to your powers.. ABSILINER!!!" Immediately, Harry felt something pull his powers away, like a vaccum. He cried out as the last of his magic left his body. He felt empty and vacant. He felt his stomach rebel but he kept down the bile.
"Oh my god, Harry?" He heard a voice whisper in his ear. He looked up into Dess's worried face.
'I-I'm okay." He managed to croak. He became sharply aware of the cold laughter of the Deatheaters and Voldemort.
"I've waited so long to see you weak and struggling, you should have just died and saved your mother the trouble." He said coldly.
"Bring the girl here. It is time we found the sun."