With All My Strength
Okay, now here is where the story gets interesting. I decided to write about this sort of thing, just because. LOL! Anyways, some of the stuff can get really gross, so beware. I'm really just going to jump into it, not lead it on forever. Sort of make this chapter straight to the point. Anyways, here we go!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any bit of it, just the plot of this story. WOW! I own a plot! Anyways, here we go! Enjoy!
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Part 2
I was thrown to the ground, and I could literally hear the skin tear from my back. Everyone was thrown into something that looked like a prison, only dirtier. Ron scrambled over to me and helped me onto my feet.
"They can't make us do anything… right?" I asked.
Ron shot me the tiniest bit of a fake smile, but nothing more. He sat down and put his face in his hands.
"What's wrong?" I asked. "You know we will get out of this!"
He looked over to the side and was silent.
"Come on, Ron. Don't let your hopes be demolished." I said.
"God damn it, Hermoine!" He said in a rough shaky voice. "It my own shitty fault we are here! I should have silently gathered everyone out of the dormitories when I saw them, and then distracted them. But no, I'm too damn stupid to think about that."
I put a hand on his shoulder. "Even you know that it wouldn't have been possible. They already saw you, they wouldn't let you escape."
Neville walked over to us with uneasiness. He must have overheard our argument.
"Hi." He managed to squeak out. "You know what they are going to do with us?"
I looked over to Neville. "No. Do you?" I asked.
Neville nodded. "I've been reading the paper. They were looking for Harry. They take people, do awful, terrible things to them, and then try to get them to say where he is." He said.
Ron jumped up, almost knocking me over. "Where's Harry? We need to help him!"
Neville looked to the ground. "Oh." He said sadly. "I was going to ask you the same thing."
"What?" I asked.
"Yeah um… they haven't found Harry. They haven't even found your sister, Ron." He said.
Ron looked away. "Then they are safe?" Ron asked.
No one answered. The silence was unbearable. Then I noticed that people were already being taken, to be asked questions, to work against Dumbledore. Soon, it was our turn, and I was grabbed, along with Ron and Neville.
The men took us to a dark room and locked our hands against the wall, so we stood on little boxes to keep the strain off our arms. A man walked in and looked us over. I realized it was the same man who had grabbed me by my hair earlier. All I could do was glare at him, with deep hateful eyes.
He took a knife, and cut from the bottom of my shirt, up through the middle so it hung loosely off my shoulders, exposing by stomach and bra.
"I knew I liked you…" He said smugly. He moved in close to me and kissed me with his dirty mouth, and he smelled like death. He started moving his hands up along my stomach as I tried to push him away.
"Leave her alone!" Ron yelled with anger.
The man didn't listen, and he continued to move his hands wherever he pleased.
The next thing I knew, Neville was out of the handcuffs that bound him, and with bleeding wrists, he continually punched the man on top of me. The man spun around and pushed Neville to the ground, punching him in the gut and face. He took the knife that he had used to cut off my shirt, and sliced through Neville's gut in a straight line.
Neville froze momentarily, and then thrashed around on the ground coughing. He lurched forward and out of his mouth poured spools of blood. Globs of it splashed on the dirt, creating mud. His stomach was becoming empty as green and yellow fluids poured out rapidly, along with loose skin that fell from side to side.
He looked at me with wide, pleading eyes, which seemed to be a pure white and he spoke softly. "Fight… please. Win and help everyone else. I know you can… You and Ron. Don't worry about me… I'm going to see my mom, I'm going to be fine… don't you worry."
With those words in his mind, he smiled at me and fell backward, still spitting out blood. Then his eyes fell closed, and his mouth opened loosely, still with a small grin spread across his face, as Ron and I stared with horror on our faces.
The picture was staining my mind. Neville's crumpled body, pouring out blood and fluids as he wore a mental grin on his face. I looked toward the man who sat there pointing and laughing at Neville's body.
"Bastard…" I whispered. "BASTARD!" I screamed at him.
He moved toward me and slapped my face hard. "So I take it you two know where Harry Potter is?"
"No." Ron said.
The man looked over to him. "No? You were his best friends, right?" He asked.
"Yes, but we don't know where he is." Ron answered simply.
The man slapped my face again. "Are you sure your answer is no?"
Ron nodded and he proceeded to slap my face repeatedly, swearing and cursing each time. I felt blood trickle down my cheek and I spat in the mans face. He slapped me again and my face flung back, exposing its bleeding side to Ron. I hear Ron's knuckles crack, but he said nothing.
Then he spoke. "Inflicting pain on her is of no use to you. If you wanted me to say the right answer, wouldn't you hurt me instead?"
"No, Ron!" I said. "Stay out of it."
The man tossed a glance at me and then walked over to Ron, taking a stick and hitting Ron in the face, head, neck and stomach, and all over his chest repeatedly, like he was a punching bag.
"Stop, that's enough." Said a voice. I looked over and a man was sitting in the corner of the room. A man I hadn't noticed was there before.
But the other man kept thrashing like a wild animal, thickening and hardening his blows as he built in anger.
"Stop!" The other man said. Then he stood up and immediately the one, who was hitting Ron, stopped.
"Why?" He asked.
"Because, these two know more about Harry Potter than anyone. We can not kill them." Then he looked at me. "Take these two to the tracking room. Have tags burned into their skin. They only last for a week, so if it takes longer than that, be sure to refresh them. Treat them as friends. They will find it worthwhile to help us." He said.
I knew he wasn't talking to the other man. He was talking to us at that last part. And no way would it be worthwhile to give away Harry's secrets to help them, nor to go against Dumbledore. I only looked at Ron, who lay there dangling, covered in his own blood, breathing heavily. At that moment I didn't know what to do.
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Hey again! Short chapter I think… oh well. Romance hits in the next chapter I think, so be ready! I know this one was a little hard, but the gore stops for a bit after, until the ending. Be prepared! Anyways, please review, and I've noticed people are doing shout outs, so I decided I would. I know that some of these people haven't reviews to this particular story, but they have to other ones so they deserve recognition.
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