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Chapter 12: Controlled
Voldemort still had him in a strong arm lock and it took Harry several seconds to find out he wasn't actually held by Voldemort, but by strong, ghostly arms, seemingly to come from Voldemort's wand.
"Well, well, mister Potter. I've waited a long time to capture you ..." the cold voice went through his whole body, leaving him with shivers.
In fact, Harry was feeling so cold, everything felt numb. He couldn't actually move and he felt how he was taken away...
Harry awoke. He felt terrible. He was lying on a cold, stone floor. He then saw he was inside a cage.
The cage was opposite to Hermione's.
"Harry! are you awake?!" she yelled.
"Hermione." Harry whispered. He was still catching his breath.
"Are you okay, Harry?" she asked him.
"Well, apart from being locked up here by Voldemort and apart from the fact that Ron is probably dead, everything is FINE!" he snapped at her.
"Wha-? Ron is ..." she closed her mouth and looked at him silently.
"I'm not sure ... There's a big chance he is. He just disappeared." Harry whispered softly.
Hermione burried her face in her hands. "It's all my fault!" she said, while swallowing her tears.
"No! Hermione of course it's not-" Harry began.
"YES IT IS! If I hadn't been taken by Voldemort, you two wouldn't have to save me and then Ron would still be alive!!" she yelled furiously while kicking the wall.
"Hermione, listen to me." Harry said softly. "It's NOT your fault. It's not like you knew Voldemort would abduct you and Snape. AND I'm not sure Ron is dead, I just saw him disappear. We HAVE to keep hope, Hermione!"
"You're right Harry. I'm sorry." She whispered.
At the same moment Ron fell from the sky through the ceiling from the classroom of Professor Sprout. He hit Malfoy and landed on top of him.
"MR. WEASLEY! How DARE you interrupt my class by falling into it!!" Professor Sprout yelled at him.
"What am I doing HERE?!" Ron yelled.
"Mr. Weasley. What are you talking about! You come falling into my classroom and ask what you are doing here?! Do you have a concussion, maybe you should see Mrs. Pomfrey." Professor Sprout began.
"I mean ... just a second ago I was in the same room as VOLDEMORT!" Ron yelled, not even noticing he was finally using the Dark Lord's real name.
"How DARE you say the name of he-who-musn't-be-named, in the middle of my class!" Professor Sprout yelled.
"I have to see professor Dumbledore about this!" Ron said, he got up and wanted to run away.
Halfway through the classroom he turned around and said "Oh, and Malfoy? Thanks for breaking my fall!"
Draco grunted and got up from the floor.
Ron ran along the corridors until he was at Professor Dumbledore's office. He didn't know the password, he realised. How was he going to get in? Harry had told him once that Dumbledore always used candy names for a password. He decided to just try a sort of candy. The first name that popped into his mind was Sherbert Lemon, which didn't work. Then he tried Agappo, a new sort candy. The statue turned away and a stairs appeared. Ron walked up and entered Dumbledore's office.
Dumbledore was sitting in his chair and asked "Anything I can do for you Mr. Weasley? Aren't you suppose to be in class?"
"Well ... you know ... it's Harry and Hermione ..." Ron started. Dumbledore gave him a look.
"... and Snape" he added with disgust. "I know where they are. Voldemort locked them up in the castle on the other side of the lake! We have to go help them!" Ron raised his voice.
"Calm down, Mr. Weasley." Dumbledore said.
"Calm down?!! CALM DOWN?!!! How can I calm down when my best friends are captured by Voldemort and are possibly dead?!" Ron yelled angry at Dumbledore.
"I have already sent people of the Order to look for you two, Harry and you that is. You mysteriously dissappeared last night. I'll tell them about the castle immediately. If you could just wait here for a second." Dumbledore left his office. Ron was left alone.
Harry and Hermione were still locked up, there was no sign of Voldemort. Snape just hang lifelessly in the chains of the wall. Harry was staring out the small window. He hoped Ron was okay and that they could get out of here alive. Hermione was thinking along the same thoughts.
"Harry,... do you,... do you have a plan or something?" Hermione started off slowly.
Harry shook his head "No,..."
"Then... then you guys just wanted to save me? At all costs?" Her eyes were filled with tears.
"... yes,... we were planning to do that,... but it failed" He trailed off.
Hermione couldn't believe that her friends would do such thing for her, risk their own lives for hers.
Suddenly, Snape moved.
Harry and Hermione both focused on their Potions teacher, who was moving his head up.
"Potter,... so you're here too? Well,... now our hopes are gone" he said slowely.
Hermione raised an eyebrow "You had cast your hopes on Harry? Since when?"
Snape threw her a warning look and she wisely kept her mouth shut. She still had a secret to keep. Harry laughed a bit at Hermione's expression.
Hermione couldn't laugh herself. She wanted to tell Harry what she knew about Snape, but something kept her from opening her mouth. Maybe it was Snape or maybe it was the fact she herself couldn't figure it out.
At that moment the door swung open and Voldemort entered the room.
Hermione got goosebumps and Harry narrowed his eyes.
"Ah, Potter. Are your ready for your destruction?" asked Voldemort in a very childish voice, as if he was playing with them.
"No... but it's not like it would matter to you anyway." Harry said, imitating the voice.
"Well, well. Funny today are we? Trying to impress your girlfriend? I saw you kissing in the mirror room you know." Voldemort continued, in the same childish voice.
"Kiss? mirror room?" Hermione asked with a confused look on her face.
Harry blushed and shook his head "You wouldn't know... "
She became even more confused after his answer.
Voldemort appeared right in front of Snape. "Well, well, the evil, greasy Potions teacher of Hogwarts,... you don't seem so evil at the moment. Though I can't say you're not looking greasy... " Voldemort grinned.
Snape was trembling and he tried to look another way, but Voldemort grabbed his hair.
"YOU LOOK AT ME!" Voldemort looked straight into Snape's eyes.
"YOU BETRAYED ME! And now, you call me master, or your head-' Voldemort touched Snape's chin with his long fingernail and grinned, not bothering to finish his sentence.
Snape tried to stop his mouth from talking. "....master" he whispered suddenly.
"HARRY! He is trying to control Snape's mind!" Hermione said and in fear she clapped her hand against her mouth.
Voldemort immediatly turned around and grinned "Aren't we smart,... well, instead of this useless old git, I could use you,..."
Hermione's eyes widened in fear and Harry grabbed the bars of his cage. "NO!!" he grabbed them so hard his knuckles turned white.
Voldemort laughed uncontrolably and whispered something Harry couldn't hear. Hermione wanted to scream something at Harry, but it was too late. Voldemort threw her in a corner of her cage and she gasped.
"HERMIONE!!!" Harry couldn't believe what he just saw.
Hermione stood up and was shaking all over her body. She had her head down, so her hair covered her face. Harry could hear her breathe deeply and saw her hands become fists.
All of the sudden she looked up.
Harry looked at her in disbelief; her eyes had turn black and her expression was very blank, like she wasn't really sure if she was awake. Voldemort opened her cage so she could walk out. He gave Harry a vague stare of disgust and also opened his cage.
"Now Potter, be a nice boy and play with your girlfriend" Voldemort said as he walked out of the room.
Harry looked at Hermione with a questioning look and she smiled.
But her smile was different.
Her smile was the same as it was in the mirror room, it was vague and emotionless. He felt shivers down his spine as she walked towards him.
"Hermione! What has he done to you?" He tried to start a conversation but she drew her wand.
"....... prepare to die ....." she whispered with a low voice.
"w-what?" Harry looked at her, slightly unsure if she just said what he heared.
"...... draw your wand, Potter" she demanded.
He had a moment of complete confusion before he drew his wand "Now,... Hermione,... don't do stupid things"
"........ you need to listen, Potter..... " Hermione raised her head a bit so some of her hair fell back, causing Harry to see her face better "....... I want your head"
Harry swallowed his fear, he wasn't going to get weak. "Listen carefully Hermione, this isn't what you want, you don't want to kill me" he tried.
Hermione began to laugh hysterically. Harry took a few steps back, only to discover that he was against a wall. Hermione raised her wand and began to grin evily.
Harry narrowed his eyes and grinned also "so ... It's you or me?" he even smiled "Bring it on"
Hermione seemed confused. She shook her head and narrowed her eyes as well "you,... you should be scared,... why are you smiling?"
Harry was relieved to see it worked. He smiled even brighter "because I know you won't hurt me,... "
Hermione began to laugh again "AH! You don't MEAN that now DO you?!"
Harry nodded "I do"
Hermione lowered her wand "..... I'm confused ......"
"I bet you are" Harry grinned as he took a step forwards.
Hermione began to move back "..... go away Potter!"
"What? You don't want to kill me anymore?" Harry raised one of his eyebrows and took another step. He saw that Hermione was sweating, her hair that hung in front of her eyes began to move with the wind.
Wind???
Harry looked sidewards, to discover a big hole in the wall "What,..?"
Hermione caught him off guard while she softly spoke a spell "Reducto!"
Harry's body slammed against the wall behind him. When he opened his eyes, Hermione was standing right in front of him, pointing her wand at his face.
"Where are your big words now, Potter?" she grinned evily.
Harry tried to find his wand, but it was gone. He stood up, back against the wall. Hermione stood about one meter in front of him.
She took a step forward "Potter,... the little Harry Potter,... how does it feel to stand in the shadows?"
Harry tried to find a way out, but the only way out was through her.
"Standing in the shadows isn't how you like it, right Potter? You like it when people recognize you, don't you? You LOVE the attention everyone gives you, don't you?" Hermione's eyes shot fire.
Harry couldn't say a word.
"I bet you do,... you never cared about me! I was standing in your shadows, Potter, but that changes NOW! I have your life in my hands,... and I must say,... I am quite clumsy,..."
Harry stared at her, unsure of what to do.
"Oh you can hate me all you want, but that won't change a bit. I'm thinking about making you my personal slave,... how about that? Than you will experience the way how you treated me! 'Hermione get this, Hermione get that, Hermione help me with this essay, Hermione I don't know how to stop Voldemort'" she spitted.
Harry felt a sting of pain. That wasn't how he was, right? He never did such things, right? But the more she said, the more doubted he became.
"..... Yes Harry,... I can sense your fear. You are scared of me,... and I like it." She started to laugh again.
Harry had to take his chance. Without his wand he wasn't able to do anything else. He threw himself against her, so they fell to the floor.
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Flames will be used to feed our dragons. - Nikki & Nanja
Chapter 12: Controlled
Voldemort still had him in a strong arm lock and it took Harry several seconds to find out he wasn't actually held by Voldemort, but by strong, ghostly arms, seemingly to come from Voldemort's wand.
"Well, well, mister Potter. I've waited a long time to capture you ..." the cold voice went through his whole body, leaving him with shivers.
In fact, Harry was feeling so cold, everything felt numb. He couldn't actually move and he felt how he was taken away...
Harry awoke. He felt terrible. He was lying on a cold, stone floor. He then saw he was inside a cage.
The cage was opposite to Hermione's.
"Harry! are you awake?!" she yelled.
"Hermione." Harry whispered. He was still catching his breath.
"Are you okay, Harry?" she asked him.
"Well, apart from being locked up here by Voldemort and apart from the fact that Ron is probably dead, everything is FINE!" he snapped at her.
"Wha-? Ron is ..." she closed her mouth and looked at him silently.
"I'm not sure ... There's a big chance he is. He just disappeared." Harry whispered softly.
Hermione burried her face in her hands. "It's all my fault!" she said, while swallowing her tears.
"No! Hermione of course it's not-" Harry began.
"YES IT IS! If I hadn't been taken by Voldemort, you two wouldn't have to save me and then Ron would still be alive!!" she yelled furiously while kicking the wall.
"Hermione, listen to me." Harry said softly. "It's NOT your fault. It's not like you knew Voldemort would abduct you and Snape. AND I'm not sure Ron is dead, I just saw him disappear. We HAVE to keep hope, Hermione!"
"You're right Harry. I'm sorry." She whispered.
At the same moment Ron fell from the sky through the ceiling from the classroom of Professor Sprout. He hit Malfoy and landed on top of him.
"MR. WEASLEY! How DARE you interrupt my class by falling into it!!" Professor Sprout yelled at him.
"What am I doing HERE?!" Ron yelled.
"Mr. Weasley. What are you talking about! You come falling into my classroom and ask what you are doing here?! Do you have a concussion, maybe you should see Mrs. Pomfrey." Professor Sprout began.
"I mean ... just a second ago I was in the same room as VOLDEMORT!" Ron yelled, not even noticing he was finally using the Dark Lord's real name.
"How DARE you say the name of he-who-musn't-be-named, in the middle of my class!" Professor Sprout yelled.
"I have to see professor Dumbledore about this!" Ron said, he got up and wanted to run away.
Halfway through the classroom he turned around and said "Oh, and Malfoy? Thanks for breaking my fall!"
Draco grunted and got up from the floor.
Ron ran along the corridors until he was at Professor Dumbledore's office. He didn't know the password, he realised. How was he going to get in? Harry had told him once that Dumbledore always used candy names for a password. He decided to just try a sort of candy. The first name that popped into his mind was Sherbert Lemon, which didn't work. Then he tried Agappo, a new sort candy. The statue turned away and a stairs appeared. Ron walked up and entered Dumbledore's office.
Dumbledore was sitting in his chair and asked "Anything I can do for you Mr. Weasley? Aren't you suppose to be in class?"
"Well ... you know ... it's Harry and Hermione ..." Ron started. Dumbledore gave him a look.
"... and Snape" he added with disgust. "I know where they are. Voldemort locked them up in the castle on the other side of the lake! We have to go help them!" Ron raised his voice.
"Calm down, Mr. Weasley." Dumbledore said.
"Calm down?!! CALM DOWN?!!! How can I calm down when my best friends are captured by Voldemort and are possibly dead?!" Ron yelled angry at Dumbledore.
"I have already sent people of the Order to look for you two, Harry and you that is. You mysteriously dissappeared last night. I'll tell them about the castle immediately. If you could just wait here for a second." Dumbledore left his office. Ron was left alone.
Harry and Hermione were still locked up, there was no sign of Voldemort. Snape just hang lifelessly in the chains of the wall. Harry was staring out the small window. He hoped Ron was okay and that they could get out of here alive. Hermione was thinking along the same thoughts.
"Harry,... do you,... do you have a plan or something?" Hermione started off slowly.
Harry shook his head "No,..."
"Then... then you guys just wanted to save me? At all costs?" Her eyes were filled with tears.
"... yes,... we were planning to do that,... but it failed" He trailed off.
Hermione couldn't believe that her friends would do such thing for her, risk their own lives for hers.
Suddenly, Snape moved.
Harry and Hermione both focused on their Potions teacher, who was moving his head up.
"Potter,... so you're here too? Well,... now our hopes are gone" he said slowely.
Hermione raised an eyebrow "You had cast your hopes on Harry? Since when?"
Snape threw her a warning look and she wisely kept her mouth shut. She still had a secret to keep. Harry laughed a bit at Hermione's expression.
Hermione couldn't laugh herself. She wanted to tell Harry what she knew about Snape, but something kept her from opening her mouth. Maybe it was Snape or maybe it was the fact she herself couldn't figure it out.
At that moment the door swung open and Voldemort entered the room.
Hermione got goosebumps and Harry narrowed his eyes.
"Ah, Potter. Are your ready for your destruction?" asked Voldemort in a very childish voice, as if he was playing with them.
"No... but it's not like it would matter to you anyway." Harry said, imitating the voice.
"Well, well. Funny today are we? Trying to impress your girlfriend? I saw you kissing in the mirror room you know." Voldemort continued, in the same childish voice.
"Kiss? mirror room?" Hermione asked with a confused look on her face.
Harry blushed and shook his head "You wouldn't know... "
She became even more confused after his answer.
Voldemort appeared right in front of Snape. "Well, well, the evil, greasy Potions teacher of Hogwarts,... you don't seem so evil at the moment. Though I can't say you're not looking greasy... " Voldemort grinned.
Snape was trembling and he tried to look another way, but Voldemort grabbed his hair.
"YOU LOOK AT ME!" Voldemort looked straight into Snape's eyes.
"YOU BETRAYED ME! And now, you call me master, or your head-' Voldemort touched Snape's chin with his long fingernail and grinned, not bothering to finish his sentence.
Snape tried to stop his mouth from talking. "....master" he whispered suddenly.
"HARRY! He is trying to control Snape's mind!" Hermione said and in fear she clapped her hand against her mouth.
Voldemort immediatly turned around and grinned "Aren't we smart,... well, instead of this useless old git, I could use you,..."
Hermione's eyes widened in fear and Harry grabbed the bars of his cage. "NO!!" he grabbed them so hard his knuckles turned white.
Voldemort laughed uncontrolably and whispered something Harry couldn't hear. Hermione wanted to scream something at Harry, but it was too late. Voldemort threw her in a corner of her cage and she gasped.
"HERMIONE!!!" Harry couldn't believe what he just saw.
Hermione stood up and was shaking all over her body. She had her head down, so her hair covered her face. Harry could hear her breathe deeply and saw her hands become fists.
All of the sudden she looked up.
Harry looked at her in disbelief; her eyes had turn black and her expression was very blank, like she wasn't really sure if she was awake. Voldemort opened her cage so she could walk out. He gave Harry a vague stare of disgust and also opened his cage.
"Now Potter, be a nice boy and play with your girlfriend" Voldemort said as he walked out of the room.
Harry looked at Hermione with a questioning look and she smiled.
But her smile was different.
Her smile was the same as it was in the mirror room, it was vague and emotionless. He felt shivers down his spine as she walked towards him.
"Hermione! What has he done to you?" He tried to start a conversation but she drew her wand.
"....... prepare to die ....." she whispered with a low voice.
"w-what?" Harry looked at her, slightly unsure if she just said what he heared.
"...... draw your wand, Potter" she demanded.
He had a moment of complete confusion before he drew his wand "Now,... Hermione,... don't do stupid things"
"........ you need to listen, Potter..... " Hermione raised her head a bit so some of her hair fell back, causing Harry to see her face better "....... I want your head"
Harry swallowed his fear, he wasn't going to get weak. "Listen carefully Hermione, this isn't what you want, you don't want to kill me" he tried.
Hermione began to laugh hysterically. Harry took a few steps back, only to discover that he was against a wall. Hermione raised her wand and began to grin evily.
Harry narrowed his eyes and grinned also "so ... It's you or me?" he even smiled "Bring it on"
Hermione seemed confused. She shook her head and narrowed her eyes as well "you,... you should be scared,... why are you smiling?"
Harry was relieved to see it worked. He smiled even brighter "because I know you won't hurt me,... "
Hermione began to laugh again "AH! You don't MEAN that now DO you?!"
Harry nodded "I do"
Hermione lowered her wand "..... I'm confused ......"
"I bet you are" Harry grinned as he took a step forwards.
Hermione began to move back "..... go away Potter!"
"What? You don't want to kill me anymore?" Harry raised one of his eyebrows and took another step. He saw that Hermione was sweating, her hair that hung in front of her eyes began to move with the wind.
Wind???
Harry looked sidewards, to discover a big hole in the wall "What,..?"
Hermione caught him off guard while she softly spoke a spell "Reducto!"
Harry's body slammed against the wall behind him. When he opened his eyes, Hermione was standing right in front of him, pointing her wand at his face.
"Where are your big words now, Potter?" she grinned evily.
Harry tried to find his wand, but it was gone. He stood up, back against the wall. Hermione stood about one meter in front of him.
She took a step forward "Potter,... the little Harry Potter,... how does it feel to stand in the shadows?"
Harry tried to find a way out, but the only way out was through her.
"Standing in the shadows isn't how you like it, right Potter? You like it when people recognize you, don't you? You LOVE the attention everyone gives you, don't you?" Hermione's eyes shot fire.
Harry couldn't say a word.
"I bet you do,... you never cared about me! I was standing in your shadows, Potter, but that changes NOW! I have your life in my hands,... and I must say,... I am quite clumsy,..."
Harry stared at her, unsure of what to do.
"Oh you can hate me all you want, but that won't change a bit. I'm thinking about making you my personal slave,... how about that? Than you will experience the way how you treated me! 'Hermione get this, Hermione get that, Hermione help me with this essay, Hermione I don't know how to stop Voldemort'" she spitted.
Harry felt a sting of pain. That wasn't how he was, right? He never did such things, right? But the more she said, the more doubted he became.
"..... Yes Harry,... I can sense your fear. You are scared of me,... and I like it." She started to laugh again.
Harry had to take his chance. Without his wand he wasn't able to do anything else. He threw himself against her, so they fell to the floor.
