Chapter Thirteen-Imperius Curse
The boy slowly slid his eyes open, looking around, he didn't have to fight with his eyes to become accustomed to the light, because it was completely dark. Allowing his eyes to settle slightly on any figures he spotted a figure not far from him, lying in a corner. It wasn't moving, but he figured the figure was still alive, since he could hear its raspy breathing. Tilting his head he realized that he wasn't in his grandfather's mansion. Deciding that moving wasn't a good idea, incase he was in some bad off state he relaxed himself completely and began to focus on every part of his body. It didn't take long to figure out his feet and legs were free, as were his arms and hands. His knee hurt a little, and his shoulder blade. He was lying down on something, and he was sure it wasn't the ground. Raising one hand towards his head he touched his face, coming in contact with a sticky wet liquid near his left temple, he didn't have to look to know that it was blood.
"Ahh, the small one is awake," a voice said, it was baritone and full of malice.
"Who's there?" He asked slightly, he cursed under his breath. Uncle Draco and Uncle Remus had always taught the boys to be aware of their surroundings and never give themselves away unless they had too.
"My name is not important child, what is important is that you understand I'm in complete control and soon you will discover that all too easily," the voice said. Alex listened as a pair of echoing footsteps left the room. He sighed.
"Dammit," he hissed, closing his eyes he slowly allowed himself to sit up, waiting to see if there was any dizziness. Feeling none he took a deep breath.
"Is anyone there?" He asked quietly. There was another moan from the figure in the corner, then nothing.
"Well, I'm shit out of luck at the moment," Alex said, remaining on the bench he tried to make out exactly what it was or where it was that was holding him in. He figured he was behind bars, since in front of him he could make out something that was blocking him from the rest of the world. He looked around, wondering if maybe he could light the place up a bit, then he realized he most likely didn't have his wand.
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Voldemort smiled as he attached the parchment to the vulture, sending it off on its way he looked around at his men.
"It's about to begin my friends, and soon we will take over the wizarding world," Voldemort said towards the men.
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The vulture flew into Dumbledore's office and dropped the letter into his lap, he then flew away. Dumbledore, although unsure picked up the paper and opened it.
Albus,
I've got your son, and the two Potter twins. The war is on, and soon you will find I no longer play fair, your son goes first.
You-Know-Who
Albus paled at this, cursing under his breath he left his office and headed straight for the DADA class. He stood at the door for a moment, watching writing slowly as he thought. Hermione was down stairs with the kids.
"Harry," Albus called. Harry looked over and smiled.
"Hi grandpa," he said softly. Albus handed him the letter.
"This isn't a social visit my child," Harry nodded and read the letter. Paling as well. Oh God, they had the twins and his father.
"Are you sure this is from Voldemort?" Dumbledore nodded.
"Positive."
"Then the war is going to be starting sooner than we thought."
"Yes, apparently so, Harry are you all right?" Dumbledore asked, worried about his grandson.
"Yeah, I'll be fine, you want me to start recruiting some of the kids?" Harry asked.
"Fifth years and older, they are strong enough to fight this. I'll contact the order, would you be willing to get some of the Aurors?"
"Yeah, no problem, I'll go tonight, can Lupin help me," Harry asked. He felt better if he wasn't alone.
"Of course. Harry, take care of yourself."
"Of course, I always do, could you… have someone tell my wife, please."
"I will," Harry nodded and within seconds he was bounding down the hall in his wolf form.
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Neville Longbottom sat in his office going over some paper work when his brother-in-law, came bounding into his office, in his Animagus form.
"Harry, what are you doing here, it's dangerous to be out on your own," Neville said. Harry transformed quickly.
"They took Alex and Jamie, and dad. Albus wants all Aurors and members of the Order in his office tonight at midnight, from there we move."
"I'll be there, Harry, be careful."
"I know."
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Alex slowly made his way around the small jail cell, he had come to determine that it was approximately the size of a decent sized bedroom. There were three walls, a small window towards the top of the cell, and bars made the fourth wall. From the dampness of the cell and the ground he guessed they were probably in a cave of some sort, possibly a hut, but most likely a cave.
Until now he had settled with the fact that it was going to remain dark, but he quickly decided that the light would be to his advantage. Then at least he could see who was in the jail cell with him groaning in pain.
"Lumos!" He called, and soon the small cavern was lit, it wasn't much, but it was enough. He looked around as his eyes began to adjust and he gasped, his grandfather was lying on the ground withering in pain. His body covered in blood, bruises and scratches.
"Grandpa!" He yelled. Hurrying to his grandfather he rolled the unconscious form onto his back and took it all in. Severus' face was paler than usual, not that you could tell since most of his face was covered in bruises and cuts. His left sleeve was ripped, revealing a torn up arm that was bleeding heavily. His right leg also looked damaged.
"Please wake up," he whispered shaking his grandfather gently. He gained no more than a slight moan.
"What am I supposed to do, with my luck I'll magic something completely wrong. Okay, what did dad teach me about medicine? If you can't heal them… then don't, that was a given. Stop the blood, with what?" He said looking around, he looked as his long sleeve shirt. Sighing he stripped his shirt off and ripped both sleeves off. He wrapped one sleeve around Severus' arm, and the other about his right calf that was also bleeding. He looked at the scrapes on his grandfather's head. He took his grandfather's robes and tore a long piece from it. He dabbed the bumps gently then wrapped it around Severus' forehead.
"Well, that will hold you for awhile, let's just hope dad finds us sooner than later. For your sake I hope you remain asleep for a little longer." Alex said draping the rest of his grandfather's robe of Severus' body to keep him warm.
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Harry, Sirius, Remus, Ron, Albus, Minerva, Hermione, Neville, Emily, Lea and Alstor all sat around the table in the secret place. All was quiet as Harry and Hermione held hands and said nothing. Sirius was glaring at Remus, while Ron sat on the other side of Hermione. Albus was looking at Minerva and Alstor. Most of them understood the importance of the kidnapping, and many of them felt horrible for Harry and Hermione, who were holding it together so very well right now. Lea was also holding onto what little she had left, as Emily and Neville sat on either side of her.
"Albus, what do we know?" Minerva asked.
"We know that Voldemort is serious. He wants revenge and he thinks he's going to get it. I can't guarantee anything any more, but when this war begins we'll have more deaths on their side hopefully."
"What about Jamie, we haven't seen him for days," Hermione whispered. Harry holding her hand tightly.
"We have reason to believe, thanks to your smart son Alex, that Jamie has been under the Imperious curse since the day he was taught about it, and that Voldemort isn't going to be controlling him much longer."
"What about Alex and dad," Emily asked quietly.
"We don't know much, Voldemort has them, and will continue to have them for as long as he feels they are needed. We will fight soon, Christmas is the day after tomorrow, and no one is going to be in the mood, so I ask you all to scatter yourselves. Hermione Harry, find a way to take your children and go somewhere, just for the holiday, you aren't even safe here at Hogwarts right now. The sooner you and your babies get out of here the better. Maybe we can prolong this war until Christmas."
"I'll go with them Dad," Lea said quietly.
"I have an Aurora out scouting places to have the battle and maybe even find your children, I will find a way to get you the place on paper and as soon as you have that we'll attack. No more letting Voldemort come to us, we need to go to him. I will add more trustworthy fighters to the alliances as time goes by, but I want all of you out of this school come tomorrow morning, do I make myself understood?" Everyone looked at each other, and slowly nodded.