Severus Snape jumped as a scream echoed through the tunnels. He pulled out his wand, just in case. He wringed his hands nervously.

'Who was that? Where is Albus?!' he thought to himself, wiping sweat off his brow. He paced in a tunnle, where he told Dumbledore he would be. Snape edged a corner and peered around it to see if anyone was there. No one was there. He turned back around and bumped into something. He gripped his wand tighter- for no one was there. He flipped around, but no one was there either.

"Hello? Who's there?" he said franticly, his voice cracking. The only place where he was at least slightly nervous, was here. He was always shaking here, it felt. Someone tapped his shoulder. He cried out in alarm. He twisted back around, nose to nose with Albus Dumbledore. Snape sighed and cluthched his chest.

"Headmaster! If you insist on being invisable, don't make me wait for what feels like eternity before you tell me!" Snape hissed quietly. Dumbledore smiled weakly.

"I apologise, Severus. Just taking a look around...," Dumbledore said. "A few Aurors came in with me. But by the sound of that scream, it seems we or they, have allready attacked. Is Harry's cell far from here?" Dumbledore looked around. Snape shook his head.

"Potter's cell is a few minutes away from here. You may come with me, if you wish. But perhaps you should be invisible." Snape said. Dumbledore nodded.

"Yes, I will come with you. I will stay at your side so you know where I am." Dumbledore took out his wand and whispered a spell. Then he vanished. Snape walked down a tunnle at his right. They passed hundreds of cells, some with blood splatered across the front. Dumbledore's stomache felt like it had crawled up his throat. They then walked down another, smaller tunnle. It had around a dozen cells or so.

Snape led the way to a particularly odd looking door at the end of the tunnle. He put a hand in his robes and drew out a old looking silver key. Encrusted upon it was a single snake with tiny ruby eyes. Snape thrust it into the key hole and turned.

"This is not the same cell Potter had been in yesterday. This cell is specially reserved for Voldemort's prisoners. The ones that are closest to death-or who he is going to kill the next day. This is making me nervous. Either Potter is dead, or very close to it." Snape said, a bit higher than usually. He was scared to find what condition Harry was to be in. If he was dead...

'The whole world is doomed,' he thought to himself as he opened the door. He raised his wand.

"Lumos," he said. A beem protruded from the tip of his wand, as it had the day before. He walked in, and closed the door behind him. Dumbledore reapeared at his side, pale. He also pulled out his wand and said a spell. Now there were two beams of light. They could now see that the room was a bit larger than the one Harry was in the previous day. The started searching the ground and walls.

Snape searched swiftly, his heart pounding in his ears. He walked a bit faster, the beam of light moving franticly around the cell. As he walked to a corner, he hit something with his foot. His heart stopped. He looked down and saw a mass of black on the ground. He gulped and slowly inched the light to what was laying at his feet. He let out a cry of despair.

"Oh dear god," he whispered. "Albus, oh god Albus. Harry...he's...got to...to be...," Snape sank to his knees, tears streaming down his face. He stared down at what was supposed to be Harry.

"Severus? Have you found him? He's got to be...what?" Dumbledore said quickly. Snape took a ragged breath.

"Dead," he stated simply. He dropped his wand and picked up Harry's head, lying it in his lap. He heard Dumbledore run to him. Dumbledore's wand lit up Harry's mangled face. He dropped down next to him, looking up-and-down Harry's body. Severus shook his head.

Harry looked a hundred times worse than he had the previous day. Along with his blood covered clothes and body, he was lying in a huge puddle of blood. Instead of his face looking pained, it was normal. Like Harry was simply sleeping, comepletely at peace. Snape put a hand to Harry's face, but drew it back quickly. It was ice cold. As he looked closer, he saw that Harry's lightning bolt scar was the reason Harry's face was covered in blood. It was completely split open, blood slowly, yet steadily drippind down his face and Snape's robes. Snape looked at his hand. It was wet and scarlet. Dumbledore let out a sigh of relief.

"Severus! He's not dead! Harry still has a pulse!" Dumbledore said, setting down Harry's frail arm. Snape laughed out loud.

"Harry! How dare you scare me to death! When we get back to Hogwarts, I'm going to take a million points away from Gryffindor!" Snape exclaimed. Dumbledore gave him a quizical look.

"Harry? Severus...I thought it was Potter to you...," Dumbledore raised an eyebrow. Snape looked at him, trying to look innocent.

"Never mind that! We have to get him back to Hogwarts immediately! I'll explain when this is long over." Snape put Harry in his arms and stood up. He didn't even have to struggle, Harry was so frail. He picked up his wand and walked out the door, invisable Albus at his side.

A.N: FFIIINNNALLLLLLYYY! It took me weeks to write this one! I have had writer's block for a long time...::scowls::Anyway, if you can take the time to read this, YOU CAN TAKE THE TIME TO REVIEW IT! SO GO DO IT! NOW!!!!!! Thanx goes out to Pathetic Invador and Baasheep, my beta-readers!