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It had been 6 hours since Harry had arrived in what he could only assume was a dungeon. The cold stone walls where making his hands go numb. The floor no longer a comfort, but a irritation to his feet, due to all the uneven, rough, stone underneath. His breath--if he could see it--would surely be a mist because of the harsh, freezing, air…. He hugged himself, trying to get warm, wondering why, of all thing, he hadn't thrown on something warmer, even though he knew he had no way of knowing what was to happen.

Slowly, his hands started to regain feeling, as he stubbornly continued feeling along the wall, which he was quickly beginning to hate. His hands slowly sliding over the rock of the concrete walls keeping him here, he suddenly felt the rock go in. He felt closer, and his fingers touched unsympathetic chipped wood, that bit deep into his skin. He recoiled, but a strand of hope said it had to be the door. Ignoring the small pain, he put his hand closer, happiness springing though him yet again. He was positive it was the door. He felt along the sides of the wood for metal, and found a small key hole and knob…

He tried opening the door, but knew it would be locked. 'No idiot would have left it ope-'

He stood corrected, there was some idiot who hadn't locked the door. A smirk quickly spread over his face, as warm air and soft carpet touched his cold feet.

The room had pleasant emerald carpet, with a plush red rug thrown over it. The walls were a soft silvery color, with a ceiling that was so high, he could barely make out that it was white. He heard soft dull footsteps coming, and quickly ran over to a hallway on the right side of the room.

'What did Voldemort say??' A deep voice laughed as it continued, 'Was he happy about us capturing the little twirp?'

The other mans voice, he could tell, was the leader, but his voice held a twinge of fear.

"He--he was very happy.. '

Harry peeked out the side of the wall. Having a feeling Voldemort had a little fun torturing again because of his happiness.

Mr. Goyle--or what he was guessing was Goyle's dad because of the astonishing dense look on his face--and some other tall, muscled Death Eater Harry had never seen before, were walking his way, both dressed oddly in muggle clothing.

'Voldemort's lair is near muggles, that's a scary thought.' Harry notioned. Feeling bad for the poor muggles, who didn't even have the slightest clue.

As they approached the door Harry had just moments ago been stuck in, the tall Death Eater took out a key and put it in the lock. He stared dumbfounded at it for a moment,

Then said in a shaky voice.

"Goyle, you-"

His voice switched over from panic to rage,

"You-- FORGOT TO LOCK THE DOOR!"

And with that exclamation, he punched Goyle in the stomach!

"YOU IDIOT! I WILL HAVE YOUR HEAD FOR THIS IF HE EXCAPED!"

As he opened the dungeon door, Harry watched, glued to the scene.

"Exo Illuminous," He said as Harry watched in awww as the previously dark room filled with light.

'I have to remember that spell' Harry thought to himself.

The Death Eater turned after looking through the now empty room, "THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT," he screamed.

"Crucio!"

Goyle screamed in anguish as Harry looked away, no one deserved to have that spell on them, he thought. But then again, maybe he felt a little grateful today for Goyle's stupidity, because he had gotten free because of it. Still, he couldn't bear to watch as Goyle screamed in agony, his body twitching and swelling. Slowly, the screams faded until they stopped altogether, and the Death Eater that did the spell pondered something.

"Perhaps Dumbledore isn't so bad. It's true isn't it?" He asked Goyle, bemused with himself.

"There are worse things than death!" He said, as he turned. "I will let Macnoir deal with YOU!"

Goyle quickly responded, "No! I will find him!! I will find Harry Potter, please just give me a chance."

The Death Eater looked thoughtfully at him, with a knowing smile on his face the whole time. "Why would I need you! When all the other Death Eaters are better, and have twice your intellect!?" The Death Eater queried, as he turned around and left.

Goyle stared at the wall next to Harry with hate. Quickly, Harry turned, hoping he hadn't seen him. Goyle got up and walked to the wall. As his footsteps became louder, so did Harry's heart. His palms started sweating small, wet beads, and his mouth went dry, as Goyle came closer, not yet in view, and punched the wall, hard, and then left.

Harry slid slowly down the wall, still shocked by how close he had come to being caught and who knows what else. He ran his hands through his soft hair, 'I don't have time for this,' he thought to himself.

'Get a grip,' he told himself as he got up, sweat covering his face, which he quickly wiped off.

He HAD to get out of here, and FAST! All the Death Eaters were gonna be looking for him soon! And they were 10 times worse then those two.

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The sun was shining near the Grangers house. Hermione was in the kitchen, the golden, warm, sunlight shining directly on the table, as a brown barn owl swooped through the window, into the warm house and stood on the cerulean table. Standing directly on the napkin holder, again. Hermione went towards the owl, but her mother got in her way.

"Mum, it's the Dailey Prophet, I got to pay the owl." She said, taking a couple wizarding Knutz out of her PJ pocket's, which she took when she got out of bed.

Her mother smiled tenderly, and replied, "I am sure it can wait. Here I will pay the owl, go eat your breakfast, Hermione, before it get's cold..."

As she added in a strict voice "And don't give me that look!"

Hermione bit her lip, sighed, and finally said "Fine.."

As she handed her mother the Knutz to put in the owls pouch. She sat down in her chair and started eating. Her mother had made pancakes with syrup and whip-cream on top, along with eggs, bacon, and some orange juice, which her mother had just put out. She ate quickly, she wanted to finish that book she had started last night, "Medieval Witches and Wizards, The."

Her mother quietly took the Dailey Prophet and put it on the counter .

"Hermione, I was wondering, would you like to go shopping with me today? I need to get some new books."

"Sure!!" She said, forgetting about the Dailey Prophet for once, as she ran upstairs to get ready…

Her mother glanced at the Daily Prophet headline's, wondering what kind of rubbished it had that made her little Hermione so interested.

The Front Page read

"Harry Potter's Kidnapped!!! Breaking News!!"

'How important could this Harry Potter be,' she wondered, 'to get the front page?'

"Mum-" Hermione yelled.

"-I am ready!"

Mrs. Granger smiled,

"Then lets go." Mrs. Granger said putting down the Dailey Prophet.

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Front Page of the Dailey Prophet……….

Dailey Prophet

By: Martina Sweltors

At around midnight last night, Harry Potter was kidnapped, says Ministry Officials. They were first notified of something going on when they got a message that Harry Potter had used magic, at 12:20 which was a offense and would of resulted in an expulsion. They quickly ordered aurors to the spot right away. But when they got there, they found a silencing spell on the Dursley's house. As they undid the spell they also looked around to notify Harry Potter's guardians of what had happened, although it didn't involve any serious magic, it was magic, and therefore he was suppose to be expelled unless he applied to the Wizarding Court. But as they went upstairs, they found Harry Potter's door and room in ruins. "There was glass shards everywhere with blood on them," Lance Spellsworth said, a Auror who went down to the house. "The window were wide open also, the room was a mess." He added. The ministry of magic is still looking into this case and how this could of happened while Harry Potter was under the powerful protection magic of Dumbledore. Dumbledore, whom we tried to interview, refused to answer any of our questions. Nonetheless, it didn't change the facts...Harry Potter was kidnapped --- by You-Know-Who.

More Details on Page 2--4 & 8-9 & 11-15

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Dumbledore read in his office.

'It was out' He thought gloomily. It was true, they all knew it.

'I am not even sure how Voldemort could of done it!' Dumbledore thought as he rubbed his forehead, tired from all the thinking of how this could of happened.

'There has got to be something I am missing, but what!!' He thought annoyed

He rubbed his eyes tiredly, wondering how the Weasley's would all react, sure Mr. Weasley knew, but Dumbledore saw the way he looked when he talked about telling the Weasley's what was happening. The way his face wrinkled as he looked away from Dumbledores gaze and the fear in his face every time they mentioned the word 'tell'. He acted as though the word hurt him, it was clear he thought Harry would just come back, and he wouldn't have to tell his family. He wasn't even that concerned about looking for him, he just said as he left, "Don't worry, Harry will escape, he always does."

But Dumbledore wasn't so sure this time. It wasn't a dying Voldemort anymore, he wasn't against a snake, although that was impressive, he was up against the more-powerful-then-ever-before Voldemort, as much as he hated to admit it. He closed his eyes, slamming the book closed on Harry's records and the spells on his house.

How could this of happened? How were they gonna take it? The Weasleys, Hermione, ---- the whole school, -- not to mention the world. Chaos would be everywhere… The war had truly begun and it was already leaning towards the Dark Side. He closed his eyes, he needed to rest.

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Snape pulled his hood over his head.

It was true, Harry Potter was finally captured! The spoiled brat was finally getting what he deserved…

But why wasn't he happy?

For crying out load he had almost volunteered to go with the Death Eaters to kidnap him!

But Dumbledore trusted him, and that meant more to Serevus than Dumbledore would ever no, so he stayed.

He felt bad for lying to Dumbledore, saying he had just heard, when his conscience finally gave him a rough tug.

'But how could Dumbledore really ask me to protect my arch-rivals son??' He thought in disgust.

Finally his conscience stopped tugging, he sighed. He had to do this. He had too! It was Voldemort's orders!

*Pop*

He disapperated.

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