I'm sorry if it seems like I take a little long between chapters. I'm doing
this usually after school or on weekends when I'm not already busy. It's a
time squeeze, but I'm going to try to update more often.
Rose-petal-forever- I definitely plan on finishing this! Especially with your awesome reviews! Thank you for giving me your support chapter by chapter!
Netbyrd- Thank you! I'm only sixteen so it's great to here that somebody understands what I'm saying, lol! I try to make the story the best I can and I'm glad you like it!
Kyler Brodi & alyssa-farrell- I'll definitely keep up on the updating! I'm so happy that this story keeps you excited!
VENGEANCE by MyKonstantine
Chapter 5: Wicked Injustice
The air was damp and the floor was rough, and Ron Weasley lay motionless in his darkened relocation.
He cautiously felt the wall that he was up against. It was grimy, cold stone. He pondered whether or not he was in a cave or an old building, but it was just too dark to make anything more than a hypothesis.
He wasn't sure if any kind of movement was safe. His mind raced with scenarios of dangerous creatures and deadly wizards luring around the corners. He wasn't sure if this was the smartest situation to be in. His nerves were slowly setting in.
"Hermione." He whispered to nobody. That was his motivation. That was worth his life.
In one swift movement, Ron leapt to his feet. His head whipped around and his ears perked up, as if he were trying to sense any incoming intruders through the darkness. He had his wand in hand and got ready curse those disgusting Death Eaters to oblivion.
But nothing happened. There wasn't so much as a pin drop.
This potion led him to Hermione! Where was she? Where was he? He cursed under his breath. He had nowhere to go! He couldn't see and the area was probably littered with magical traps.
Just when he was about to pray for his life and run through the darkness, a dim light came from around a corner. It was blue and it flickered. Of course! It was a bluebell flame! It was them!
Ron looked around and realized he was in a corridor or tunnel made completely out of stone. It was surprisingly empty, minus a few cobwebs and a small shiny object glittering only a few feet away.
He bent down and scooped it up. It was a bracelet charm shaped like a crystal and filled with the familiar greenish liquid. Hermione must've woke up and lost it in a struggle.
Ron tiptoed toward the light and peered around the corner.
There was Hermione, tied with thick white cords on the floor. She writhed around but did not make a sound out of fear of the men in front of her in white masks.
"Granger." A curt voice said from behind the mask. "Potter isn't up to playing hero anymore, now is he?"
Ron recognized the voice almost immediately. Draco Malfoy. Ron's blood boiled at the sight.
The Death Eater slapped Hermione hard across the face. She whimpered but tried her best to muffle it. A red mark seared across her cheek.
"That just fine." Another voice said. "We'll let her starve to death." Ron was positive that was Lucius Malfoy.
"It won't do us any good to kill her, father."
"Of course it will! Potter's powers will be weakened! And once she's gone we'll just have to take the Weasley girl."
Ron was filled with overbearing rage as he watched the scene in front of him. He wanted to jump out and massacre them, but there were five Death Eaters and only one Ron Weasley.
"We'll retreat for now. He said. "Nobody's coming for this one."
Ron waited for several minutes after they left to make sure the coast was clear. He then crept into the room, which was lit by a single bluebell flame in a lantern.
The welt on Hermione's face was starting to turn a smoky blue. She turned her head to the side and widened her eyes when she saw him.
"Ron!" She gasped. "How did you find me?"
"Your potion brought me here. You dropped it in the corridor just outside."
Ron held up the charm before placing it back in her pocket. He began to fiddle with her bindings, but they were tight and difficult.
"Where are we?" "I don't know."
"We'll still get out of here fine." Ron grunted. "Then the Ministry will catch the bloody Malfoys and their friends."
Ron heard a snicker from behind him. "Crucio!"
Ron felt as if every vein in his body had popped and every bone had broken. He screamed in pain and fell to the ground.
"There's no way in hell either of you are leaving, Weasley." Draco spat at him.
"Did you really think we were going to leave the girl unguarded?" He kicked Ron with a great force. "We're Death Eaters, not idiots."
"Give up, Malfoy." Ron retorted in a harsh, worn-out tone. "Your Lord is dead."
Ron began to feel a strange sensation as his vision blurred. The walls began to melt from the stone pattern to a creamy white wall.
"He may be, Weasley, but in a moment you'll be dead too." Draco pointed his wand at Ron.
Ron closed his eyes, preparing for the very worst, but when he opened again these wasn't a person or a stone wall in sight.
He was back in the hotel.
In a panic, Ron grabbed Hermione's notebook from next to him.
Sure enough there was an extra line that Ron had not read written in Hermione's neat handwriting.
"Effect of the potion is only temporary."
Ron's head fell back against the wall. He couldn't do this alone. He needed help.
He needed Harry and Ginny.
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At exactly 6pm, dinner appeared on a small corner table in Harry and Ginny's penitentiary.
They had lingered in the room for many hours. They were unsure whether the Aurors were watching them or not, so the hopes of an escape plan were dwindling by the minute.
They sat through the most uncomfortable meal they had ever eaten with one another in silence. It wasn't until after their meal that either had an idea.
"Hit me." Harry whispered into her ear. Ginny questioned him with a look of surprise descending across her face.
"Like you said, I'm The Boy Who Bloody Lived." Harry mimicked her. "If you're abusing me somebody's going to have to come in and stop you."
Ginny smirked, but when she pulled herself away from Harry she yelled "You pathetic bastard!"
She began to hit him very lightly, but Harry used the little acting skills he had to make his injuries seem so much worse.
Sure enough, a young Auror came in seconds later. A rope shot out of his wand, tying Ginny's hands together.
"All right there, Mr. Potter?" He asked. Harry simply nodded.
"Please, don't blame this on Ginny." Harry said in a voice of fake intimidation. "I said some pretty awful stuff to here back at the hotel."
As he spoke, Harry moved behind Ginny and untied the ropes on her hands.
The Auror shook his head. "That hotel is a danger and a menace."
"Why?" Harry asked with a confused expression.
"Do you know what Château Creux means in French, Mr. Potter? It means Hollow Castle. It's held up magically because there's area between the corridor walls and the outer walls that are hollowed out."
The young Auror shook back to reality once again. "I'm going to have to keep you in another room, Miss Weasley."
He pointed his wand at her again, but she extended her fist out from behind her back and knocked him out cold.
Harry laughed in relief. "Sorry." She mumbled. "I was getting into it."
Ginny took his hand and ran toward the open doorway.
"They'll be tailing us." She whispered to him as they exited the room. "Let's get our wands and get out."
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So, what's the dilio? What's the de- de- de- deal?
Tell me what you think! Leave a review!
Rose-petal-forever- I definitely plan on finishing this! Especially with your awesome reviews! Thank you for giving me your support chapter by chapter!
Netbyrd- Thank you! I'm only sixteen so it's great to here that somebody understands what I'm saying, lol! I try to make the story the best I can and I'm glad you like it!
Kyler Brodi & alyssa-farrell- I'll definitely keep up on the updating! I'm so happy that this story keeps you excited!
VENGEANCE by MyKonstantine
Chapter 5: Wicked Injustice
The air was damp and the floor was rough, and Ron Weasley lay motionless in his darkened relocation.
He cautiously felt the wall that he was up against. It was grimy, cold stone. He pondered whether or not he was in a cave or an old building, but it was just too dark to make anything more than a hypothesis.
He wasn't sure if any kind of movement was safe. His mind raced with scenarios of dangerous creatures and deadly wizards luring around the corners. He wasn't sure if this was the smartest situation to be in. His nerves were slowly setting in.
"Hermione." He whispered to nobody. That was his motivation. That was worth his life.
In one swift movement, Ron leapt to his feet. His head whipped around and his ears perked up, as if he were trying to sense any incoming intruders through the darkness. He had his wand in hand and got ready curse those disgusting Death Eaters to oblivion.
But nothing happened. There wasn't so much as a pin drop.
This potion led him to Hermione! Where was she? Where was he? He cursed under his breath. He had nowhere to go! He couldn't see and the area was probably littered with magical traps.
Just when he was about to pray for his life and run through the darkness, a dim light came from around a corner. It was blue and it flickered. Of course! It was a bluebell flame! It was them!
Ron looked around and realized he was in a corridor or tunnel made completely out of stone. It was surprisingly empty, minus a few cobwebs and a small shiny object glittering only a few feet away.
He bent down and scooped it up. It was a bracelet charm shaped like a crystal and filled with the familiar greenish liquid. Hermione must've woke up and lost it in a struggle.
Ron tiptoed toward the light and peered around the corner.
There was Hermione, tied with thick white cords on the floor. She writhed around but did not make a sound out of fear of the men in front of her in white masks.
"Granger." A curt voice said from behind the mask. "Potter isn't up to playing hero anymore, now is he?"
Ron recognized the voice almost immediately. Draco Malfoy. Ron's blood boiled at the sight.
The Death Eater slapped Hermione hard across the face. She whimpered but tried her best to muffle it. A red mark seared across her cheek.
"That just fine." Another voice said. "We'll let her starve to death." Ron was positive that was Lucius Malfoy.
"It won't do us any good to kill her, father."
"Of course it will! Potter's powers will be weakened! And once she's gone we'll just have to take the Weasley girl."
Ron was filled with overbearing rage as he watched the scene in front of him. He wanted to jump out and massacre them, but there were five Death Eaters and only one Ron Weasley.
"We'll retreat for now. He said. "Nobody's coming for this one."
Ron waited for several minutes after they left to make sure the coast was clear. He then crept into the room, which was lit by a single bluebell flame in a lantern.
The welt on Hermione's face was starting to turn a smoky blue. She turned her head to the side and widened her eyes when she saw him.
"Ron!" She gasped. "How did you find me?"
"Your potion brought me here. You dropped it in the corridor just outside."
Ron held up the charm before placing it back in her pocket. He began to fiddle with her bindings, but they were tight and difficult.
"Where are we?" "I don't know."
"We'll still get out of here fine." Ron grunted. "Then the Ministry will catch the bloody Malfoys and their friends."
Ron heard a snicker from behind him. "Crucio!"
Ron felt as if every vein in his body had popped and every bone had broken. He screamed in pain and fell to the ground.
"There's no way in hell either of you are leaving, Weasley." Draco spat at him.
"Did you really think we were going to leave the girl unguarded?" He kicked Ron with a great force. "We're Death Eaters, not idiots."
"Give up, Malfoy." Ron retorted in a harsh, worn-out tone. "Your Lord is dead."
Ron began to feel a strange sensation as his vision blurred. The walls began to melt from the stone pattern to a creamy white wall.
"He may be, Weasley, but in a moment you'll be dead too." Draco pointed his wand at Ron.
Ron closed his eyes, preparing for the very worst, but when he opened again these wasn't a person or a stone wall in sight.
He was back in the hotel.
In a panic, Ron grabbed Hermione's notebook from next to him.
Sure enough there was an extra line that Ron had not read written in Hermione's neat handwriting.
"Effect of the potion is only temporary."
Ron's head fell back against the wall. He couldn't do this alone. He needed help.
He needed Harry and Ginny.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
At exactly 6pm, dinner appeared on a small corner table in Harry and Ginny's penitentiary.
They had lingered in the room for many hours. They were unsure whether the Aurors were watching them or not, so the hopes of an escape plan were dwindling by the minute.
They sat through the most uncomfortable meal they had ever eaten with one another in silence. It wasn't until after their meal that either had an idea.
"Hit me." Harry whispered into her ear. Ginny questioned him with a look of surprise descending across her face.
"Like you said, I'm The Boy Who Bloody Lived." Harry mimicked her. "If you're abusing me somebody's going to have to come in and stop you."
Ginny smirked, but when she pulled herself away from Harry she yelled "You pathetic bastard!"
She began to hit him very lightly, but Harry used the little acting skills he had to make his injuries seem so much worse.
Sure enough, a young Auror came in seconds later. A rope shot out of his wand, tying Ginny's hands together.
"All right there, Mr. Potter?" He asked. Harry simply nodded.
"Please, don't blame this on Ginny." Harry said in a voice of fake intimidation. "I said some pretty awful stuff to here back at the hotel."
As he spoke, Harry moved behind Ginny and untied the ropes on her hands.
The Auror shook his head. "That hotel is a danger and a menace."
"Why?" Harry asked with a confused expression.
"Do you know what Château Creux means in French, Mr. Potter? It means Hollow Castle. It's held up magically because there's area between the corridor walls and the outer walls that are hollowed out."
The young Auror shook back to reality once again. "I'm going to have to keep you in another room, Miss Weasley."
He pointed his wand at her again, but she extended her fist out from behind her back and knocked him out cold.
Harry laughed in relief. "Sorry." She mumbled. "I was getting into it."
Ginny took his hand and ran toward the open doorway.
"They'll be tailing us." She whispered to him as they exited the room. "Let's get our wands and get out."
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So, what's the dilio? What's the de- de- de- deal?
Tell me what you think! Leave a review!