~~Hello again! It's been-what-a year since I've written another chapter
for this? Oh well, I'm back now. This update was brought on by an attack
by a rabid werewolf. Heh heh, I'm not exaggerating either. Thanks
Moony_Red_n_Gold, for bringing my utter laziness to my attention! ^_^
Disclaimer: This is a waste of space. You know I don't own him, I know I don't own him. Harry Potter and his wonderful world belong to J.K. Rowling.
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James gripped the bars of his cell and looked out as far as he could. Most of the torches had extinguished themselves after his old nemesis had taken his cronies and left, and darkness consumed him once more. He closed his eyes for a moment and wondered whom the Death Eaters had decided was worth chasing after when they already had a victim securely locked up.
His heart stopped. Surely Lily hadn't come back to find him? He searched his pockets frantically for his wand and decided the first person that dared to lay a finger on her would suffer several painful hexes. The only thing James pulled out, however, was the list she had handed him earlier.
There was a bang of a door overhead and a click of a lock being opened. He could faintly hear protests, then someone being thrown roughly to the floor and a door clanged shut again. James watched as the Death Eaters marched back to his cell dragging someone between them who apparently had their hands bound. He could hear manacles clanking together.
"I'll take it from here," came his enemy's voice from the shadows with an annoyingly despotic attitude. The torches burned dimly again as he grabbed the new prisoner roughly by the hood, forcing her upright, before throwing her to the floor again just beyond the bars of James' cell.
"Now, we can make this easy. The more willingly you answer my questions, the less pain inflicted upon your dear mudblood girlfriend."
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The inquisition was long and tiresome. Snape became more querulous at every question and the tension in the room between the two could even be felt by Lily, who, at the moment, was being ignored.
Though Snape knew that James would tell them almost anything in exchange for her safety, James was the only one taking a beating. He wasn't being harassed from behind bars now either. They had tied him to a chair with his hands behind his back so that the only thing he could do was carefully slip around the questions while Snape prowled around him, trying to pry out the information he wanted.
One of the still-masked Death Eaters was taking notes as directed and trying to piece together the information that James was not putting forward. Abruptly, Snape stopped pacing in front of James. "So far you have not told us anything informative. Remember Potter, your time here can only get worse if you continue to give me useless answers."
"Same old threats, Snape," replied James with a grimace, "this isn't anything I didn't know or haven't already heard."
Snape glared. "The results of our meeting aren't as satisfactory as I would have hoped. As we aren't getting anywhere, I believe it is time to take this case to a higher authority." He turned to the nearest Death Eater. "Release him from the chair, but keep his hands tied. We're reporting back to the Dark Lord with him." One of the masked wizards inclined his head slightly toward Lily. "I don't care what you do with the mudblood; torture her, kill her, or leave her here to starve." Snape said carelessly, watching James panic out of the corner of his eye.
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In less than a minute they were ready to leave; James had been untied and a portkey was waiting on the table nearby. A hooded wizard grabbed the neck of Lily's robes and pulled to her feet and she looked over at James, wide- eyed with fear. He looked back at her and mouthed, "Be strong." She nodded tearfully as the portkey was forced into his hand.
Snape watched him disappear in disgust. He then turned to the only remaining Death Eater who was restraining Lily. "Do I use the 'same old threats' too many times?" he asked, quoting what James had said.
"No," replied the Death Eater under the hood, "but does it matter?"
"Of course it matters," Snape said annoyed, "Even 'I'm going to rip your lungs out through your teeth' loses its edge if said too many times."
The Death Eater shrugged and Snape disapparated to follow James.
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Disclaimer: This is a waste of space. You know I don't own him, I know I don't own him. Harry Potter and his wonderful world belong to J.K. Rowling.
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James gripped the bars of his cell and looked out as far as he could. Most of the torches had extinguished themselves after his old nemesis had taken his cronies and left, and darkness consumed him once more. He closed his eyes for a moment and wondered whom the Death Eaters had decided was worth chasing after when they already had a victim securely locked up.
His heart stopped. Surely Lily hadn't come back to find him? He searched his pockets frantically for his wand and decided the first person that dared to lay a finger on her would suffer several painful hexes. The only thing James pulled out, however, was the list she had handed him earlier.
There was a bang of a door overhead and a click of a lock being opened. He could faintly hear protests, then someone being thrown roughly to the floor and a door clanged shut again. James watched as the Death Eaters marched back to his cell dragging someone between them who apparently had their hands bound. He could hear manacles clanking together.
"I'll take it from here," came his enemy's voice from the shadows with an annoyingly despotic attitude. The torches burned dimly again as he grabbed the new prisoner roughly by the hood, forcing her upright, before throwing her to the floor again just beyond the bars of James' cell.
"Now, we can make this easy. The more willingly you answer my questions, the less pain inflicted upon your dear mudblood girlfriend."
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The inquisition was long and tiresome. Snape became more querulous at every question and the tension in the room between the two could even be felt by Lily, who, at the moment, was being ignored.
Though Snape knew that James would tell them almost anything in exchange for her safety, James was the only one taking a beating. He wasn't being harassed from behind bars now either. They had tied him to a chair with his hands behind his back so that the only thing he could do was carefully slip around the questions while Snape prowled around him, trying to pry out the information he wanted.
One of the still-masked Death Eaters was taking notes as directed and trying to piece together the information that James was not putting forward. Abruptly, Snape stopped pacing in front of James. "So far you have not told us anything informative. Remember Potter, your time here can only get worse if you continue to give me useless answers."
"Same old threats, Snape," replied James with a grimace, "this isn't anything I didn't know or haven't already heard."
Snape glared. "The results of our meeting aren't as satisfactory as I would have hoped. As we aren't getting anywhere, I believe it is time to take this case to a higher authority." He turned to the nearest Death Eater. "Release him from the chair, but keep his hands tied. We're reporting back to the Dark Lord with him." One of the masked wizards inclined his head slightly toward Lily. "I don't care what you do with the mudblood; torture her, kill her, or leave her here to starve." Snape said carelessly, watching James panic out of the corner of his eye.
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In less than a minute they were ready to leave; James had been untied and a portkey was waiting on the table nearby. A hooded wizard grabbed the neck of Lily's robes and pulled to her feet and she looked over at James, wide- eyed with fear. He looked back at her and mouthed, "Be strong." She nodded tearfully as the portkey was forced into his hand.
Snape watched him disappear in disgust. He then turned to the only remaining Death Eater who was restraining Lily. "Do I use the 'same old threats' too many times?" he asked, quoting what James had said.
"No," replied the Death Eater under the hood, "but does it matter?"
"Of course it matters," Snape said annoyed, "Even 'I'm going to rip your lungs out through your teeth' loses its edge if said too many times."
The Death Eater shrugged and Snape disapparated to follow James.
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