Disclaimer: *singing* Harry Potter and everything you recognize do not be long to me, la la la, but the plot does! And all the original characters, creatures, elves etc.
A/N: On behalf of Eclipze, I would like to apologize for the lateness of this chapter. I'm Ides of March (her beta) by the way. It is totally my fault. She sent this chapter to me ages ago. But me, being the lazy bum that I am, just proofread it now. I actually have an excuse though (sorta) so before you start flaming, here it is: I had millions of projects for school that I had to complete. Lame excuse. Don't care. But I'm just saying, if you absolutely have to flame someone, flame me.
Here is the long awaited chapter 2!
Chapter 2: Prisoner
Harry woke up on a cold and hard stone floor with an aching back. He was in some sort of cell; at least that was his guess, and what he supposed was a quite accurate one too. Pitch blackness surrounded him pressing against his sides. In the distance, cries and wails were heard; there was no doubt where he was…Voldemort's Fortress. Harry stood up, ignoring the pain and the burning feeling in his scar, and walked across his cell towards the door, feeling his way across like a blind man. When he reached his destination, he looked about, in other cells were other imprisoned wizards; judging from the worn, thin, ripped, and shabby robes they wore.
"Hey! How long have you been here?" Harry asked, trying to lighten up the mood and strike up a conversation with a man in a nearby cell, while learning more about this wretched place.
The man Harry was trying to talk to lifted up his head, his face pale, thin and shallow. His eyes were dull and purple and black bags were under his eyes, in other words, he looked terrible. But then again, Harry's condition wasn't too good either.
"Three weeks." He croaked.
Harry looked thoughtfully at the man, that face looked familiar, he was sure he seen it before. Suddenly it hit him; "You're Frank Filgetti! Seeker of the English National Team!" he cried in surprise. The man now identified as Frank Filgetti looked at him oddly.
"Yeah, who are-" he started but stopped as soon as he heard the echoes of boots walking down the hallway towards them.
Two Death Eaters appeared "Filgetti," hissed one of the Death Eaters, but he turned away from him and faced Harry, "The Lord wants you, its time to face your death." (A/N: CHEESE! (A bit hyper, but I think you already figured that out))
He unlocked Harry's door and grabbed Harry's arm behind his back, while his partner pointed his wand at Harry. Harry struggled, but his grip was too strong, Harry spat at the Death Eater, which caused his grip to loosen, but unfortunately the other Death Eater bound his hands together before he had a chance to punch him. Harry kicked the Death Eater in the stomach, hard, causing him to hit the wall. But the other Death Eater had regained his vision again and took hold of Harry.
"Obey your orders, like you should," he hissed in Harry's ear, "Now go!" He kicked Harry behind his knees causing him to fall. "Get up, you lazy boy! The Lord has no patience for your games!" Harry stood but he was getting tired and weak; since he did not get any sleep last night and it was well past midnight, and the Dursleys didn't exactly feed him and the beatings Harry received from Vernon doesn't really help. He walked to the door but stopped when he got there, but another kick from the Death Eater made him continue forward. As soon as he stepped into the feeble light of the hallway, Filgetti's eyes widened, he gaped at Harry.
"You're, you're Harry Potter!" he stammered, not intending to talk but what he said drew attention from the other prisoners to Harry; Harry nodded briefly before he was kicked again.
"Potter! Go! There is no time for chit-chat; The Lord is getting impatient! And he has a little surprise for you." The last part was hissed in Harry's ear, and he could do nothing but obey.
As he walked by cell after cell, heads turned, and eyes pleading for help stared at him everywhere. They reached a large double door that had the Dark Mark burned into it. The doors opened when they reached them, revealing what Harry was dreading as his scar burst into pain. Lord Voldemort's Throne Room.
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Order of the Phoenix meeting, Hogwarts
"Well, there is nothing we can do until they come back," said Albus Dumbledore.
Boy, was he ever wrong.
Right after he spoke, an obsidian orb flew into the room and grew until it was the size of a muggle computer; all wands were pointed at it. Suddenly the orb cleared, they were in a cold room, and Death Eaters were gathered around the sides. On a throne, that was on higher ground, sat Lord Voldemort.
"The throne room, this isn't used unless on special occasions, like the initiation ceremony," muttered Snape.
Suddenly the doors flew open, and in walked two Death Eaters with a prisoner in between them, and as they walked past a torch light, everyone in the Order gasped. The prisoner was Harry Potter.
"No wonder they're using the throne room," Snape muttered.
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Voldemort smirked when he saw Potter coming; it was time for the wizarding world to know that Potter wouldn't save them from the wrath of Lord Voldemort. Within five hours the hope of the wizarding world would die. He had sent over twenty orbs all over the world where large groups of wizards inhabited: 10 were sent to Diagon Alley, 3 were sent to the Ministry of Magic; 1 to the aurors, 1 to the unspeakables and 1 to the Minister. 1 was sent to the Order of the Phoenix, 1 to the Weasleys and 1 to the mudblood Granger's house. The rest were spread all over the world to places like Russia, China, Spain and France and of course you couldn't forget the prisoners that he caught. Everyone will know that the Dark Lord shall not be defeated again, especially by a mere 15 year old boy! He would never be destroyed by him, never would he be outsmarted by him, and never would that troublesome little brat live again! With that, the Dark Lord threw his head back and laughed insanely; a cold and chilling laugh.
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Harry glared at Voldemort as he stepped down from his throne, hate and anger burning in the emerald green eyes. There was no fear in those eyes, no more pain, other thoughts dominated his mind.
"Hello, Potter, I see that you have not changed since the last time we met, when Diggory died at your hands. Do you still not believe that you killed him? Perfect goody two shoes Potter kill someone? Impossible! Now wipe that look off your face Potter," Voldemort hissed, looking very smug, "Do you like your cell? It's going to be the last place that you fall asleep, if you reject my little surprise, of course."
Harry glared all the more at the person who killed his parents, "Why should I, Voldemort? Because you want me to? No, I don't think I will. And I suggest that you get health experts to check up on your cells. What is this surprise? Wait, I know you got a life? No it couldn't be that – that's just too far-fetched, maybe you decided to commit suicide? It would do us all good to not see your deformed face again," he spat.
Voldemort narrowed his eyes. "What I have for you is an offer, Potter, an offer that you rejected in your first year." Harry paled; he never told anyone that Voldemort asked him to join him, not even Ron or Hermione. "By the look on your face you already know what I am about to offer you, but I shall repeat it once more for everyone in the wizarding world to know."
Harry looked confusedly at Voldemort, "What do you mean, Tom?" Harry pronounced the last word loud and clear.
"NEVER CALL ME THAT!!!!! MY NAME IS LORD VOLDEMORT, AND YOU SHALL CALL ME THE DARK LORD!!!!!" Voldemort screamed in rage, then he leaned forward and whispered so softly that Harry could barely hear, "and soon to be, Master. Answer me! Crucio! Crucio! Crucio! Crucio!"
A red beam of light headed towards Harry, he barely managed to dodge it, but, Voldie just had to do four cruciactus curses and he got hit by another one instead. Thousands of lava hot knives pierced him all over his body. Harry gritted his teeth in pain, 'I will not let Voldemort have the pleasure of people screaming in pain in front of him', was the thought that ran through his mind. But the pain was unbearable and he wasn't sure if he could hold it much longer.
A flicker of amazement went in Voldemort's eyes but no one saw it, then he frowned and dismissed a thought that was on his mind.
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Back at the Order of the Phoenix
Everyone was caught in the scene, Voldemort had just cast the most painful of the unforgivables on Harry, what amazed them was that Harry didn't scream bloody murder, but the look of pain on his face was clear. Then Voldemort smirked.
"Potter, so you didn't scream, doesn't matter since you are about to die anyway. That is, unless you make the right decision." He took the curse off Harry after ten minutes.
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Harry stood up shakily, his knees buckled beneath him and he drew a shaky breath, "Never."
"Oh, too bad I have to dampen your hopes, but I could just burn the dark mark on your arm right now. But I won't, since I'd get much more pleasure seeing you die a painful death or seeing you be betrayed by your friends. Crucio! I want you to willingly bow before me and acknowledge me as your master."
Harry curled over in pain again. Then out of nowhere another crucio curse shot out and hit him. The pain was intensified and Harry blinked his eyes fiercely.
"Good, Wormtail, but way too weak, Crucio!" Came the voice of Lord Voldemort and a chubby Death Eater fell (though Harry didn't see it as his eyes were tightly shut from pain.)
Then another cruciactus curse hit him and he screamed until the curses were lifted from him after what felt like eternity. But it was only ten minutes – mind you, ten minutes under the cruciatus was a considerable amount of time.
Harry tried standing up but he was too weak, and he fell to the ground halfway there.
'You amaze me Potter; you should nearly be insane by now. But I'll save you from the humiliation in front of the wizarding world." Voldemort twirled his wand skilfully with a fancy flourish. "Avada Kedavra!"
Harry watched in slow motion as a line of bright green came towards him, an inch away, to the great frustration of Voldemort, he rolled away. The next 5 hours were spent like this; Voldemort casting a curse and Harry rolling away; of course Voldemort would stop sometimes and talk about world domination for half an hour and then start cursing again.
As Harry rolled away from another curse, he sat up and held his head in his hands. The world around him was spinning, and he felt sick. Suddenly out of the corner of his eye he saw a flash of green light heading towards him. He looked up, but the light was coming from all directions and he didn't know where to dodge figuring that he should dodge towards the left; he jumped right into the path of the killing curse and was hit smack on the chest. Harry screamed in agony, this was ten times worse than five crucios. As he was screaming a Death Eater threw a dagger into his side, Harry screams echoed all around the fortress. The prisoners underground shuddered at the sound. Then a blinding flash of light erupted from Harry, and his screams were joined by another.
When the light receded Harry was gone, but Voldemort was clutching his wand hand that had partially melted.
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Order of the Phoenix, Hogwarts
Everybody sat in silence, stuck in their own thoughts.
Crooooooooooo
Came the trill of Fawkes, jerking everyone from their thoughts. They stared at the Phoenix.
Crooooooooo
There it came again, but it didn't seem to come from Fawkes. Fawkes opened his beak, trilled an answering call and took off.
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Harry stumbled, he was deep in a forest, but this one had a calm and peaceful air around it, unlike the forbidden forest or the wretched place he spent over five hours at. Harry walked some more, leaving a trail of blood behind him. In the distance he could hear some voices speaking an unknown language, Harry tried to call at them but his voice was weak and hoarse and the only sound he could make was a feeble groan. But the voices up ahead seemed to have heard him.
"Ahi! Nie tenar une sonas andune ome!"
A barely audible padding of horses' hooves sounded, coming straight towards him. Harry looked for a place to hide, but something nagged at him from the back of his mind telling him not to, too tired to argue Harry collapsed to the ground letting sleep take over him, just as the horses stopped at the edge of the clearing.
TBC…
There's another chapter, sorry for the looooong update, also because there wasn't supposed to be this chapter, but after a while I wrote this chapter to replace the soon-to-be chapter 3, and I wrote this chapter in a week! So be happy, and I owe a big thanks to Ides of March, my beta!
Also there are some questions I want to ask before I answer the reviews:
1.Should Draco Malfoy be good or evil?
2.Should Draco Malfoy become friends with Harry? Or anyone else that he is enemies with?
3. Any one you want to die? (I already have some plans with this one but I want to know your opinion)
4. Ron, Betray? Die? Stay the same? Run away?
That's all I'm asking for now, if you have any suggestions tell me and I will consider it. Also, if you don't tell me what you think for the questions, its okay, but then I'm going to go around the school like a reporter asking for peoples opinion, and let me tell you some people haven't read Harry Potter before, so its quite dumb.
Now reviews:
Devil's lil imp ~ Thanks!!!!
Immortalis_Vespers ~ Here you go!
shdurrani ~ it's just the 'beginning'.
klover ~ Geez, calm down. You're getting worked up for something that isn't even in this chapter, it's going to be in the next though.
Helen ~ *backing up* Okay, I'm continuing, so just uh…. calm down.
Alice ~ Yay! You reviewed, But I have one thing to tell you, READ THE HP BOOKS!!!!! You won't get anything no matter how good I write, I'll even lend you my copy!!!
Endless-luv ~ I'm updating, not sure if my beta is awake or not though, just kidding.
Thanks for all the reviews!!!!! The next chapter will be up either next week or the week after that. Since I'm actually finnished with that chapter but there are a lot of things that I need to change.
Plz review
~Eclipze
