A/N: Okay people. Don't hate me for this! I didn't know this was going to
happen, it just did! This honestly was not in my original sketch.
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing in the Harry Potter series. If I did I'd have
been able to spell 'Marauder' by the last chapter.
An Unexpected Twist
Harry practically stared at the man standing in front of him strangely feeling not a miniscule of fear as those pit-like, emotionless eyes bore at him. "Harry Potter, how nice of you to drop in on us." The voice retained its usual coldness. Harry seriously doubted that that voice ever contained any humanlike quality. The ground under him was unnaturally cold and he felt frozen to the spot. "Lucius!" barked Voldemort. If the conditions had been any different, Harry would have reveled at the sight of a Malfoy on his knees, bending over to kiss the robes of another wizard. "Show our guest his accommodations, and help him to become comfortable."
Where was Professor Lupin? Why wasn't he there? Was he a part of the scheme too? No! I trust him. What had Voldemort done with him? * He became aware of the ropes that had bound him from the moment he had hit the ground, as they tightened and pulled him up. "And Lucius, the werewolf lying in the corner, who thinks that a feeble wandless attempt at a Disillusionment charm can trick me, take him along as well." At these words, Lupin became visible and was immediately pulled up in the same way that Harry had been a mere moment ago.
Lucius using a spell that rendered them both like puppets began to exit the room. He stopped when he was directly in front of Voldemort. "I'm so sorry for forgetting! I have a gift for you both!" This was said in a voice almost as mocking at the look on the man's or more correctly, the creature's snakelike face. "CRUCIO!" he bellowed and Harry tried not to wince as the force of the curse hit him. No, it was too early to show any kind of weakness in front of him, and who knew how long they would be there for.
He glanced across at Professor Lupin. Although he hated himself for it, he was happy that he was not alone to face Voldemort. The cell they were thrown into was quite small and Harry was somehow grateful for this. If it were bigger the coldness and dread he felt would be much greater. Professor Lupin seemed to be taking the pain caused by the effect of the curse quite well, but then again he was used to painful transformations at every full moon.
When Lucius finally left them (he stayed to put magical blocks on the door to ensure that his valued prisoners did not escape), Harry asked, "Err Professor," Lupin looked up, "what did Voldemort mean when he said that he had some surprises planned for us?" The familiar face looked more tired than he ever remembered. "Harry, the less we think about it the better it will be for us, I think. And Harry, don't worry. Dumbledore is bound to send a team for us!" "You don't understand! That's exactly what I'm afraid of! I don't want anyone else to die because of me! I'm sorry so much people had to die already! I'm sorry that you had to be here!" "Harry, I'm more at fault here than you. I brought the Portkey didn't I? We are going to have to go through a lot here and if you continue thinking like this, there is no way that you can survive the time you spend here." "I don't deserve to live! So many people have already died because of me!" "And much, much more WILL die if you give up now! Harry, you are the only hope for both Wizarding and Muggle worlds! Haven't you heard about the prediction." His voice dropped at the last word. "Okay! Okay, so I'll just have to kill him before I die then!" his voice dissolved into a sob and he turned away not wanting his former teacher to see the tears in his eyes.
Meanwhile, in the room they first came into, Voldemort sat with his index finger pressed against the Dark Mark on the forearm of Peter Pettigrew.
* * * "Minerva! What time did you set the Portkey for?" "Five minutes ago, Albus." The Headmaster looked uncharacteristically troubled. "In that case I'm afraid that Harry and Remus are in grave danger!" At that moment the door flew open and in came Severus Snape. "Headmaster, the mark! I must leave now. I will not be able to finish the potion." "Severus, I believe that Harry and Remus have been captured! The Portkey must have been diverted. I need you to take this with you."
Okay, find out about Dumbledore's plan in the next chapter, which, hopefully shall be posted soon.
An Unexpected Twist
Harry practically stared at the man standing in front of him strangely feeling not a miniscule of fear as those pit-like, emotionless eyes bore at him. "Harry Potter, how nice of you to drop in on us." The voice retained its usual coldness. Harry seriously doubted that that voice ever contained any humanlike quality. The ground under him was unnaturally cold and he felt frozen to the spot. "Lucius!" barked Voldemort. If the conditions had been any different, Harry would have reveled at the sight of a Malfoy on his knees, bending over to kiss the robes of another wizard. "Show our guest his accommodations, and help him to become comfortable."
Where was Professor Lupin? Why wasn't he there? Was he a part of the scheme too? No! I trust him. What had Voldemort done with him? * He became aware of the ropes that had bound him from the moment he had hit the ground, as they tightened and pulled him up. "And Lucius, the werewolf lying in the corner, who thinks that a feeble wandless attempt at a Disillusionment charm can trick me, take him along as well." At these words, Lupin became visible and was immediately pulled up in the same way that Harry had been a mere moment ago.
Lucius using a spell that rendered them both like puppets began to exit the room. He stopped when he was directly in front of Voldemort. "I'm so sorry for forgetting! I have a gift for you both!" This was said in a voice almost as mocking at the look on the man's or more correctly, the creature's snakelike face. "CRUCIO!" he bellowed and Harry tried not to wince as the force of the curse hit him. No, it was too early to show any kind of weakness in front of him, and who knew how long they would be there for.
He glanced across at Professor Lupin. Although he hated himself for it, he was happy that he was not alone to face Voldemort. The cell they were thrown into was quite small and Harry was somehow grateful for this. If it were bigger the coldness and dread he felt would be much greater. Professor Lupin seemed to be taking the pain caused by the effect of the curse quite well, but then again he was used to painful transformations at every full moon.
When Lucius finally left them (he stayed to put magical blocks on the door to ensure that his valued prisoners did not escape), Harry asked, "Err Professor," Lupin looked up, "what did Voldemort mean when he said that he had some surprises planned for us?" The familiar face looked more tired than he ever remembered. "Harry, the less we think about it the better it will be for us, I think. And Harry, don't worry. Dumbledore is bound to send a team for us!" "You don't understand! That's exactly what I'm afraid of! I don't want anyone else to die because of me! I'm sorry so much people had to die already! I'm sorry that you had to be here!" "Harry, I'm more at fault here than you. I brought the Portkey didn't I? We are going to have to go through a lot here and if you continue thinking like this, there is no way that you can survive the time you spend here." "I don't deserve to live! So many people have already died because of me!" "And much, much more WILL die if you give up now! Harry, you are the only hope for both Wizarding and Muggle worlds! Haven't you heard about the prediction." His voice dropped at the last word. "Okay! Okay, so I'll just have to kill him before I die then!" his voice dissolved into a sob and he turned away not wanting his former teacher to see the tears in his eyes.
Meanwhile, in the room they first came into, Voldemort sat with his index finger pressed against the Dark Mark on the forearm of Peter Pettigrew.
* * * "Minerva! What time did you set the Portkey for?" "Five minutes ago, Albus." The Headmaster looked uncharacteristically troubled. "In that case I'm afraid that Harry and Remus are in grave danger!" At that moment the door flew open and in came Severus Snape. "Headmaster, the mark! I must leave now. I will not be able to finish the potion." "Severus, I believe that Harry and Remus have been captured! The Portkey must have been diverted. I need you to take this with you."
Okay, find out about Dumbledore's plan in the next chapter, which, hopefully shall be posted soon.
