Disclaimer: I don't own the Harry Potter World or any of its characters. Just this plot I'm stewing up at the moment. ;0)
Chapter Three:
Lucius Malfoy stepped out of the shadows, standing tall and regal, looking down at Harry with a look of total dislike.
"So, has the savior of the Wizardly World thought of a plan to get out of this one?" Lucius snickered.
Harry kept silent because the truth was that he couldn't.
"Being quiet are you? Well, you wont stay that way forever." Harry looked up from the floor he been staring at, and looked at Lucius, who had the evil smirk playing on his lips.
" The Lord has such nice plans for you, Harry. No escaping this time."said Lucius as he paced in a circle around the support column that Harry was tied to.
Harry glared at the man before him.
Lucius gave Harry one last look and turned to the darkened door of the dungeon. At the door he paused, looked back and with absolute enjoyment, "And don't get your hopes up. Nobody will find you here, better get comfortable."
With a swish of his long black cloak, he was gone with the door slammed behind him.
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After Lucius Malfoy had left, Harry had sat there and tried to think of a way out but there was none worth even trying. Surely he would be dead in a second after the Death Eaters spoiled his pathetic plan of escaping if he even thought of any.
Hours went by before Harry heard another sound besides himself breathing and the occasional water drip.
Someone was walking outside the hallway behind the big heavy door baring his exit. The footsteps were coming closer until they stopped right outside the wooden door.
Harry could hear men talking, but he couldn't decipher the dialog. A moment later the door was thrown open and in walks a man in Death Eater clad, and apparently the man outside the dungeon door was in dress also.
They strode over to the bounded teenager and pulled out a wand severing the ropes keeping him to the support beam.
"Don't try anything," hiss the death eater holding his wand at Harry's heart, while the other man dragged him off the floor.
The rebound Harry, but only at the wrists and they lead him outside into the hallway.
After following the Death Eaters up 6 flights of stairs, they finally turned down a lengthy hallway and went into a room on the right.
Harry was shoved in, and the door was quickly shut, leaving him alone in the sparsely lighted room. The room was extravagant to say the very least. It was obvious that this room was once used as a Ballroom.
The tall ceilings and polished wooden floors, framed the floor to ceiling windows. The room was bare with the exception of a piano in the corner of the room, covered with a sheet and a high-back chair, facing the window, sitting theatrically in the center of the floor.
"Harry Potter, we meet again," said the man who was sitting in the chair.
Harry didn't even have to look at the person to know who is was.
It was Lord Voldemort
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Tell me.........it wasn't too over dramatic was it?
Chapter Three:
Lucius Malfoy stepped out of the shadows, standing tall and regal, looking down at Harry with a look of total dislike.
"So, has the savior of the Wizardly World thought of a plan to get out of this one?" Lucius snickered.
Harry kept silent because the truth was that he couldn't.
"Being quiet are you? Well, you wont stay that way forever." Harry looked up from the floor he been staring at, and looked at Lucius, who had the evil smirk playing on his lips.
" The Lord has such nice plans for you, Harry. No escaping this time."said Lucius as he paced in a circle around the support column that Harry was tied to.
Harry glared at the man before him.
Lucius gave Harry one last look and turned to the darkened door of the dungeon. At the door he paused, looked back and with absolute enjoyment, "And don't get your hopes up. Nobody will find you here, better get comfortable."
With a swish of his long black cloak, he was gone with the door slammed behind him.
~~~~
After Lucius Malfoy had left, Harry had sat there and tried to think of a way out but there was none worth even trying. Surely he would be dead in a second after the Death Eaters spoiled his pathetic plan of escaping if he even thought of any.
Hours went by before Harry heard another sound besides himself breathing and the occasional water drip.
Someone was walking outside the hallway behind the big heavy door baring his exit. The footsteps were coming closer until they stopped right outside the wooden door.
Harry could hear men talking, but he couldn't decipher the dialog. A moment later the door was thrown open and in walks a man in Death Eater clad, and apparently the man outside the dungeon door was in dress also.
They strode over to the bounded teenager and pulled out a wand severing the ropes keeping him to the support beam.
"Don't try anything," hiss the death eater holding his wand at Harry's heart, while the other man dragged him off the floor.
The rebound Harry, but only at the wrists and they lead him outside into the hallway.
After following the Death Eaters up 6 flights of stairs, they finally turned down a lengthy hallway and went into a room on the right.
Harry was shoved in, and the door was quickly shut, leaving him alone in the sparsely lighted room. The room was extravagant to say the very least. It was obvious that this room was once used as a Ballroom.
The tall ceilings and polished wooden floors, framed the floor to ceiling windows. The room was bare with the exception of a piano in the corner of the room, covered with a sheet and a high-back chair, facing the window, sitting theatrically in the center of the floor.
"Harry Potter, we meet again," said the man who was sitting in the chair.
Harry didn't even have to look at the person to know who is was.
It was Lord Voldemort
~~~~
Tell me.........it wasn't too over dramatic was it?
