Okay, the adventure is starting, let me know how I'm doing. I'm not very good at adventure. This isn't repeat chapter, I accidentally got ahead of myself, the previous chapter should have been named Missing Professor. "My bad."

The reason I didn't have the students fighting back, is because the spell to fend off the Dementors is a complex spell, and none of the DA has really preformed it. It is different just casting the spell, and casting it when Dementors are around.(as Harry warned in book five)

I don't want to give anything away.so without further ado!

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Nothing is My Own.

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Chapter Forty: A Traitor in Our Midst

Hannah was shaking fiercely as she stepped into the fireplace.

"It's okay, everything is going to be fine," Zach tried.

She nodded through her tears, "Minister Fudge's Office at the Ministry of Magic."

The fireplace erupted into a swirl of green flames and Hannah was gone. Susan grabbed the next handful as she looked at Harry.

"We'll send help, just don't go do anything stupid like get yourselves killed, "she said as she threw her floo into the fireplace, "Minister Fudge's Office at the Ministry of Magic."

Paul Keebler stood up next, "Cho, please reconsider. Your father is going to kill me if I leave you here."

"No," she said firmly, "my father wouldn't run, and neither will I."

"Minister Fudge's Office at the Ministry of Magic."

Harry suddenly collapsed to his knees as a surge of pain shot though his skull.

"Oh my God, they're coming," Padma shrilled, noticing the light shining underneath the door, suddenly disappear.

"It doesn't make any sense, my scar doesn't hurt when I'm near Dementors," Harry said gripping his forehead.

"Sorry," Luna apologized as she dropped the floo pot causing it to shatter on the floor.

"Bloody hell," Hermione swore, dropping to her knees, "we're trapped."

"Someone is at the door," Dennis said not blinking.

"House Cup," a voice called from the opposite side.

The group of students stood paralyzed as they all began to reach for their wands, waiting for the door to reveal what was on the opposite side.

Harry was breathing heavily, "remember, disarm first, then hex."

The door slowly started to open.

"Accio wands!'

The DA was completely taken off guard as all their wands came flying out of their hands and straight into Luna Lovegood's.

"Luna, what the bloody hell are you doing?" Ron spat at her.

"Back-up Weasel boy, or I'll curse you," she snapped.

A group of hooded figures appeared at the open door, "good job Lovegood."

"Luna," Harry stared at her in disbelief.

"I guess you want to know why, don't you Harry?" she jeered, the dreamy tone of her voice vanished. "It is so simple, I finally realized something. There is no good or evil, there is only power and those to weak to seek it."

"Our Master will be here soon," one of the cloaked figures hissed.

Luna nodded, "bring Chang too, let us see what the famous Harry Potter is truly made of."

"NO, leave her alone," Harry cried making a charge at the cloaked figures.

"Crucio," Luna threw at him.

Harry collapsed to the floor as Cho let out a high shrill.

"You see Harry, there is a difference between threatening to use an unforgivable curse, and actually using it," Luna laughed.

Hermione made a move to grab Luna's arm, when she turned the curse on her, "Curcio!"

Harry was still catching his breath on the ground, as he saw his fellow DA members. Some of them were cowering in fear, and some of them had looks of disgust on their face.

Luna finally muttered the counter curse, releasing Harry and Hermione from the Curcio curse.

"What should we do with the rest of them?" asked the cloak figure Luna had handed most of the wands to.

A cruel grin spread across Luna's face, "we'll wait until our Master tells us what to do with them. I'm pretty sure he'll find them expendable."

Some of the cloaked figures had pushed Cho over towards Harry, and Luna lead them out the door by wand point.

"Why? I thought you were my friend," Harry asked her as they slowly made their way to that hidden corridor.

Luna narrowed her eyes, "you of all people should know why. Everyone always looking at me like I was a freak! My own housemates hiding my things and whispering insults under the breaths as I passed. You know what they call me don't you Harry? Loony Luna Lovegood."

"Luna, please," Cho sobbed.

Luna hissed, "shut-up you pathetic crybaby."

"I trusted you. Why did you help me at the ministry last year?" Harry asked trying to stale for time.

"Stupid boy, you honestly think I helped you. You didn't find it ironic that I was the only one left un-injured besides you? I'm the one who made sure you were coming to the Ministry of Magic for the prophecy," Luna bragged, "at least that the way it looked to my master. He thought I was brilliant when I told him about your fascination with the Execution Veil. I'm the one who suggested bringing the Death Journal into your life, to try to get the prophecy out of you. You were almost too clever, but I knew I could count on perfect Cho Chang to deliver it straight into your hands."

Cho continued to sob as they walked ever closer to the statue of the screaming woman.

"Everyone over looked me, thinking I was crazy or mad. I saw how pathetic Ravenclaws like you," she hissed pointing at Cho, "thought I didn't deserve to be sorted into your house. Turns out I was the cleverest out of the lot you."

"But you failed, I didn't tell you the prophecy, I don't even know it myself," Harry lied.

Luna nodded, "true, you were wiser than your little girlfriend. You didn't trust me."

"Trust you?" Harry said confused.

Luna laughed, "did you honestly think it was Torto or Sirius Black talking to you through that silly book? It was me, I've been playing you from the beginning, and I learned about your weakness in the process."

"My weakness?" Harry pushed.

"My house sister, perfect Cho Chang. Somehow I managed to convince her that she loves you."

Cho threw her face into her hands as she started to shake.

"Her weak mind was so easy to prey upon, but the night you came to rescue her, I knew I had you," Luna continued.

"Followers of the Dark Lord," Luna said softly as they stood before the statue of the screaming woman.

"What are you going to do with us?" Harry asked.

Luna motioned for them to enter ahead of her. The passageway ended as it had before and Harry squeezed Cho's hand as they stepped though.

"They'll be here soon," Luna said in a voice that was dark.

Cho buried her head into Harry shoulder, paralyzed by fear and unable to speak.

"What about your father, what about the Order?" Harry asked trying to comfort Cho, but failing due to his rising anger.

"My father is a joke. He's the reason people never took me seriously, him and that stupid magazine, The Quibber. The only reason I agreed to that article Skeeter wrote last year was because I was hoping it would have a reverse effect. Ironically, it was the first piece anybody actually took seriously," Luna ranted.

"Harry, what prophesy?" Cho tried to whisper.

"Oh dear Cho, you mean the love of your life hasn't told you about his fate? Go ahead tell her Harry," Luna jeered.

The room spun in front of Harry's eyes as he thought about seizing Luna's wand and striking her down with the killing curse , "go to hell," he hissed.

Luna laughed, "oh poor Harry, since he is the one with the power to defeat the Dark Lord. My father is a fool just like your parents were. There is no point in denying the Dark Lord, he can make everything you ever dreamt of come true."

"How, when he's making you beg for mercy as he laughs at your pain?" Harry spat back .

"You have no idea how powerful he is. My father wasn't the love of my mother's life. A true servant of the Dark Lord, and one of his most prized minions was, you know him Harry, he killed your parents." Luna said darkly.

The torches in the room erupted awake as Harry clinched his scar in pain. Luna smirked as she fell her knees.

"Master I have done as you have commanded," she said obediently.

Cho gasped as Voldemort suddenly appeared out of the darkness followed by an small army of the Death Eaters behind him.

"The famous Harry Potter, we meet again," Voldemort said, causing Harry to shutter.

"And a new friend, perhaps the lady in young Potter's life?"

"Leave her alone," Harry warned, "this is between you and me, she has nothing to do with it."

Voldemort lifted his wand and sent a shock of what looked like electricity through Harry's body, "on the contrary, she is very much a part of my plan."

Cho looked terrified as Luna forced her up to her wobbling feet.

"She is very beautiful Harry. She has the same terrified look your mother had, before I killed her. Bravery is nothing more than the stupidity fools," Voldemort said in his snake like tone, his yellow eyes burning from beneath his cloak.

"You can't kill me!" Harry yelled.

Voldemort narrowed his yellow eyes, "and why would that be?"

"You want to know the prophecy? You can't live without me! If I die, so do you," Harry lied, trying to keep on a poker face.

"Legimens," Voldemort hissed sending Harry to his knees.

Never has he ever been hit with such a powerful mind breaking curse, he fought hard to hold his thought, to keep his mind closed. He concentrated on every ouch of Occlemency he had in him.

"So, we've been learning Occlemency," Voldemort smirked.

"He's lying master," one of his Death Eaters accused.

"Perhaps, but do I really want to take that chance?" the Dark Lord continued.

Cho tried to make a lunge towards Harry on the floor but Luna grabbed her arm and threw her back.

"Bring the Ambassador Chang's daughter to me," Voldemort commanded.

Harry was down on his hands and knees panting heavily, trying to keep from blacking out when the movement of Cho towards Voldemort gave him an overwhelming sense of courage. He tried to lift himself to his feet but his body was too exhausted.

"You killed him, you killed Cedric," Cho whimpered, shaking terribly before the Dark Lord's presence.

Voldemort sneered, "full of spirit this one, she'll make a wonderful addition to my ranks."

"Leave her alone," Harry wailed.

"If I can't kill you, than you just won't die," the Dark Lord hissed and then began to laugh loudly.

Harry finally started gaining his composure, "Dumbledore will be here any minuet."

"Dumbledore, I've attacked him at his strongest point. He's nothing compared to the Great Lord Voldemort."

Harry saw the Death Eater moving something out of the corner of his eye, the voices calling to him from behind the tattered black cloth.

Cho's hands flew up to her mouth as she watched mesmerized by what she was seeing.

"I'm sure you precious Godfather is waiting for you just on the other side," Voldemort laughed as he nodded to his Death Eaters.

Cho screamed as they started pulling him towards the tattered cloth, somehow he felt a sense of peace rushing through him as they inched him closer and closer. The laughs were growing from Voldemort's Death Eaters. This was the end. He couldn't see any way out of this.

"Oh please no," Cho wailed, trying to pull out of his captors grips, "Harry, I love you."

Harry felt his heart stop, what did she expect him to do. He had no doubt Voldemort would place her under the Imperio curse, that what he had meant by join his ranks. No he couldn't leave her, he couldn't let Voldemort corrupt her mind.

"NO!" Harry shrilled, starting to struggle back with all his might, but it was useless, the Death Eaters kept laughing.