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Chapter 15-
Harry took deep breaths feeling himself sweating all over. ' Was it all a dream?' Harry thought. He tried convincing himself it was just a dream, but deep down he knew it wasn't. He quickly got out of bed but felt a rush of dizziness as he stood up.
" I have to find Hermione," Harry said, ignoring the pain. He quickly made his way out of the room, feeling the pain through his body. He went to the Gryfindors common room and up the stairs to the girl's dormitory. Wearing the invisibility cloak, he slowly opened the door. He walked passed the others sleeping girls and finally stopped by an empty bed.
" The dream must be real," Harry whispered. He quickly got out of the room making sure he wasn't caught. He tried to replay his dream again but it was blurry for him. He went downstairs to where he last dreamt Hermione was.
" Hermione," Harry whispered through his cloak. All he got back was silence. Harry slowly walked back and forth whispering Hermione name. Suddenly someone or something grabbed him from behind. The hand that covered his mouth muffled Harry's scream. Before he knew what was happening he was unconscious.
Harry woke, feeling pain from behind his head. Harry squinted as he said, " Where am I?"
" You are in my private chambers," a deep dark voice replied.
" Who are you?" Harry said, ignoring the pain as he stood up to defend himself.
" Take a guess," the voice said. Suddenly Harry knew that voice. Harry growled, " Voldemort!"
" Correct," the dark voice said. " My I am surprised you didn't know earlier. You're losing your touch."
" SO my dream," Harry said. " My dream was right. Where's Hermione?"
Voldemort responded with a cold laugh that ran shivers down Harry's back. Harry cried, " Stop laughing. Where is Hermione?"
The laughing stopped and Voldemort said, " You really care about this girl don't you?"
Harry didn't answer that question but instead he said once again, " Where is Hermione? I swear if you hurt her I will-"
Voldemort cut in saying, " Don't worry she's fine. I still can't believe that you Potter would stoop so low to love a mudblood. I couldn't hurt her because I didn't want to get my hands dirty like I did when I killed your mother."
Harry yelled, " Take that back!" He felt the hatred and anger rising inside of him.
" Or what?" Voldemort asked with a laugh. " You'll hurt me? Face it Potter I am too powerful for you to hurt me."
" We'll see about that," Harry said as he reached for his wand. Suddenly he realised his wand was nowhere to be seen.
" Looking for your wand?" Voldemort asked. " You can stop because I have it."
Harry cursed him under his breath.
" Do you really want to see the mudblood?"
Harry ignored the word mudblood by responding, " Yes I do."
" Very well," Voldemort said. Slowly somebody walked out of the darkness. Harry slowly made out a figure of a boy carrying someone in his arms. The face of Ron became clearer and in his arms was Hermione unconscious.
" Ron! Hermione!" Harry cried. " What are you doing Ron? IS she all right?"
" She is fine," was all Ron said. His eyes seem empty as he spoke.
Harry walked up closer and whispered to Ron, " Come on. On the count of three lets run for it."
Ron looked at Harry and said, " I cannot. And if you run I will be forced to stop you."
Harry looked at Ron, shocked of what he just heard. " What? What are you talking about? Ron, are you all right? Come on let's escape."
Voldemort answered for him. " Potter it seems your little red hair friend is under my control. It's useless to try and talk to him now. He is mine."
" You bastard," Harry said with a deep voice. He quickly went to get Hermione but Ron stepped back saying, " You cannot have her."
" Ron, I know you can hear me in there. Give me Hermione."
Ron just looked at Harry with his empty eyes. He placed Hermione on the cold ground. Before Harry knew what was happening Ron took out his wand and hit him with a spell.
Harry flew to the wall behind him and blood flew out of his mouth. " Ron." He groaned. Ron said another spell that made Harry bang into the wall once again. After a lot of more spells Harry looked like a wreck. Blood was everywhere on him.
" Now," Voldemort said. " Let's have a little fun with the girl shall we?"
" Don't you dare," Harry said gasping.
" Ron," Voldemort said. Without anymore words Ron quickly put his wand away. He walked into the darkness and after a minute came out with a rope and a chair. With the little light, Harry saw Ron place the chair several feet away from Harry. Ron stood on the chair and threw the rope up. After tying the rope and made the circle Ron stepped down.
' Why does this look almost familiar?" Harry thought. " Ron, stop whatever you are doing before it's too late."
Ron just ignored him as if he was not even there. Ron carried Hermione and somehow made her put her head through the rope. Ron got down and Hermione was just hanging with the chair under her making sure she wasn't choking.
Ron looked at Hermione then at Harry. " Get ready," Ron said.
" For what?" Harry asked afraid of the answer. HE tried to get up but the pain made him collapse on the ground.
Voldemort answered, " Get ready for the pain."
Before Harry could say anything, Ron kicked the chair from under Hermione. Hermione was now hanging, her life slowly draining away.
Chapter 15-
Harry took deep breaths feeling himself sweating all over. ' Was it all a dream?' Harry thought. He tried convincing himself it was just a dream, but deep down he knew it wasn't. He quickly got out of bed but felt a rush of dizziness as he stood up.
" I have to find Hermione," Harry said, ignoring the pain. He quickly made his way out of the room, feeling the pain through his body. He went to the Gryfindors common room and up the stairs to the girl's dormitory. Wearing the invisibility cloak, he slowly opened the door. He walked passed the others sleeping girls and finally stopped by an empty bed.
" The dream must be real," Harry whispered. He quickly got out of the room making sure he wasn't caught. He tried to replay his dream again but it was blurry for him. He went downstairs to where he last dreamt Hermione was.
" Hermione," Harry whispered through his cloak. All he got back was silence. Harry slowly walked back and forth whispering Hermione name. Suddenly someone or something grabbed him from behind. The hand that covered his mouth muffled Harry's scream. Before he knew what was happening he was unconscious.
Harry woke, feeling pain from behind his head. Harry squinted as he said, " Where am I?"
" You are in my private chambers," a deep dark voice replied.
" Who are you?" Harry said, ignoring the pain as he stood up to defend himself.
" Take a guess," the voice said. Suddenly Harry knew that voice. Harry growled, " Voldemort!"
" Correct," the dark voice said. " My I am surprised you didn't know earlier. You're losing your touch."
" SO my dream," Harry said. " My dream was right. Where's Hermione?"
Voldemort responded with a cold laugh that ran shivers down Harry's back. Harry cried, " Stop laughing. Where is Hermione?"
The laughing stopped and Voldemort said, " You really care about this girl don't you?"
Harry didn't answer that question but instead he said once again, " Where is Hermione? I swear if you hurt her I will-"
Voldemort cut in saying, " Don't worry she's fine. I still can't believe that you Potter would stoop so low to love a mudblood. I couldn't hurt her because I didn't want to get my hands dirty like I did when I killed your mother."
Harry yelled, " Take that back!" He felt the hatred and anger rising inside of him.
" Or what?" Voldemort asked with a laugh. " You'll hurt me? Face it Potter I am too powerful for you to hurt me."
" We'll see about that," Harry said as he reached for his wand. Suddenly he realised his wand was nowhere to be seen.
" Looking for your wand?" Voldemort asked. " You can stop because I have it."
Harry cursed him under his breath.
" Do you really want to see the mudblood?"
Harry ignored the word mudblood by responding, " Yes I do."
" Very well," Voldemort said. Slowly somebody walked out of the darkness. Harry slowly made out a figure of a boy carrying someone in his arms. The face of Ron became clearer and in his arms was Hermione unconscious.
" Ron! Hermione!" Harry cried. " What are you doing Ron? IS she all right?"
" She is fine," was all Ron said. His eyes seem empty as he spoke.
Harry walked up closer and whispered to Ron, " Come on. On the count of three lets run for it."
Ron looked at Harry and said, " I cannot. And if you run I will be forced to stop you."
Harry looked at Ron, shocked of what he just heard. " What? What are you talking about? Ron, are you all right? Come on let's escape."
Voldemort answered for him. " Potter it seems your little red hair friend is under my control. It's useless to try and talk to him now. He is mine."
" You bastard," Harry said with a deep voice. He quickly went to get Hermione but Ron stepped back saying, " You cannot have her."
" Ron, I know you can hear me in there. Give me Hermione."
Ron just looked at Harry with his empty eyes. He placed Hermione on the cold ground. Before Harry knew what was happening Ron took out his wand and hit him with a spell.
Harry flew to the wall behind him and blood flew out of his mouth. " Ron." He groaned. Ron said another spell that made Harry bang into the wall once again. After a lot of more spells Harry looked like a wreck. Blood was everywhere on him.
" Now," Voldemort said. " Let's have a little fun with the girl shall we?"
" Don't you dare," Harry said gasping.
" Ron," Voldemort said. Without anymore words Ron quickly put his wand away. He walked into the darkness and after a minute came out with a rope and a chair. With the little light, Harry saw Ron place the chair several feet away from Harry. Ron stood on the chair and threw the rope up. After tying the rope and made the circle Ron stepped down.
' Why does this look almost familiar?" Harry thought. " Ron, stop whatever you are doing before it's too late."
Ron just ignored him as if he was not even there. Ron carried Hermione and somehow made her put her head through the rope. Ron got down and Hermione was just hanging with the chair under her making sure she wasn't choking.
Ron looked at Hermione then at Harry. " Get ready," Ron said.
" For what?" Harry asked afraid of the answer. HE tried to get up but the pain made him collapse on the ground.
Voldemort answered, " Get ready for the pain."
Before Harry could say anything, Ron kicked the chair from under Hermione. Hermione was now hanging, her life slowly draining away.
