Disclaimer: All these characters in my story belong to JK Rowling except
for my crazy plot. Also in this chapter there is a little excerpt from a
familiar song by Nelly. I don't own that either.
A/N: Sorry that the last chapter was so short. but this one will be longer. Read and enjoy!
Chapter 2: captured!
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VOLDEMORT. Harry gasped.
"Ha Ha HA!" cackled VOLDEMORT. "I have got you trapped. And you don't even have your wand."
Harry automatically reached into his pajama pocket to get it, but then he realized that it was still in his bedroom. How could he be so stupid to forget it? But then why would he even want to bring it for breakfast? How should he have known that he would be face to face with VOLDEMORT. Why was he thinking about this? He might as well say his prayers because he was doomed. He began a silent prayer in his head. "Dear God-"
"Don't start saying your pitiful prayers yet," sneered VOLDEMORT. "My first thought was to kill you right here. But now I think I'm going to let you suffer. You and your other little friends."
"W- What do you mean?" squeaked Harry.
"What I mean, Potter, is that you and your little friends are all going to be abandoned on a desert island. With no food or water. And NO WANDS. I'm just going to watch you starve and DIE!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!" VOLDEMORT laughed his horrible laugh.
How can he watch me die if he's abandoning me? Harry thought to himself.
Apparently VOLDEMORT could read minds. "You won't be able to see me," he said. "But I am going to be there. watching your every move, until you drop DEAD on the sand!!"
Shoot, thought Harry. I'm going to miss chick hunting this morning. VOLDEMORT laughed and slammed Harry on his broomstick just outside of his window. Ow, thought Harry. That hurt.
And they took off. The next thing Harry knew that he was laying in the sand. Hermione and Ron were beside him. It was getting dark. Had he been laying there the whole day? Apparently so.
Ron and Hermione were just getting up too. They rubbed their eyes and looked around.
"What happened to whatitsface. VOLDEMORT?" said Ron groggily.
"I think that he knocked us out and made us sleep," said Hermione.
Harry was about to say something when a huge wave of icy cold water came upon them and drenched them all. That definitely woke them up! They got up and squinted around. The whole island was covered with palm trees and tropical bushes.
"It's so hot," said Harry, fanning himself. Even though they were thoroughly bathed it was still hot. "It's getting hot in here. So take off all your clothes."
Hermione gave him a very severe look which plainly suggested that this is not a time to be joking around. "I think we're in the tropics," she said. "Come on, let's have a look around."
So they walked around. It was a very very small island. Only about half a mile from end to end. It was long and skinny. In the middle of the island they found a very small stream.
"Water!" cried Ron who rushed forward to drink it.
"No, Ron!" said Hermione, holding him back. "What if VOLDEMORT poisoned it or something? It's dangerous."
Ron let out an exasperated sigh and stared longingly at the water.
"I don't know why VOLDEMORT put us here," said Harry, frowning. "He said it would be a desert island. And now we're here in all of this greenery and a stream here. What if it's a trick?"
"It's really possible," Hermione agreed. "I highly suspect that he poisoned that water. I mean, look! It's so tempting with the clear, crisp, water."
Ron moaned.
".but we can't drink it," finished Hermione.
"So what are we going to do?" said Harry, voicing the thought that had been haunting everybody's mind for the last hour.
For once Hermione didn't have an answer. Everybody stood there speechless. until Hermione did have an answer.
"Do you think we could maybe cut down some of these trees and build some kind of a shelter?" she suggested.
"How are we going to cut those down?" said Ron. They're too thick. We don't even have a knife. Of course it could be a lot EASIER if we had our wands!!!"
"But maybe we can get some broken branches," said Harry, looking around. "If we collect enough, we can maybe build something."
So, everybody collected as many branches as they could carry and took them to a spot that was near the shore, but not too close. They began to assemble a shelter thing, when suddenly Ron shouted, "Look!"
They looked where he pointed and saw a small and sleek-
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Once again I'm going to have to leave you there because I have other things to do! I will have the next chapter up tomorrow, probably. Please review!!
A/N: Sorry that the last chapter was so short. but this one will be longer. Read and enjoy!
Chapter 2: captured!
*******************
VOLDEMORT. Harry gasped.
"Ha Ha HA!" cackled VOLDEMORT. "I have got you trapped. And you don't even have your wand."
Harry automatically reached into his pajama pocket to get it, but then he realized that it was still in his bedroom. How could he be so stupid to forget it? But then why would he even want to bring it for breakfast? How should he have known that he would be face to face with VOLDEMORT. Why was he thinking about this? He might as well say his prayers because he was doomed. He began a silent prayer in his head. "Dear God-"
"Don't start saying your pitiful prayers yet," sneered VOLDEMORT. "My first thought was to kill you right here. But now I think I'm going to let you suffer. You and your other little friends."
"W- What do you mean?" squeaked Harry.
"What I mean, Potter, is that you and your little friends are all going to be abandoned on a desert island. With no food or water. And NO WANDS. I'm just going to watch you starve and DIE!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!" VOLDEMORT laughed his horrible laugh.
How can he watch me die if he's abandoning me? Harry thought to himself.
Apparently VOLDEMORT could read minds. "You won't be able to see me," he said. "But I am going to be there. watching your every move, until you drop DEAD on the sand!!"
Shoot, thought Harry. I'm going to miss chick hunting this morning. VOLDEMORT laughed and slammed Harry on his broomstick just outside of his window. Ow, thought Harry. That hurt.
And they took off. The next thing Harry knew that he was laying in the sand. Hermione and Ron were beside him. It was getting dark. Had he been laying there the whole day? Apparently so.
Ron and Hermione were just getting up too. They rubbed their eyes and looked around.
"What happened to whatitsface. VOLDEMORT?" said Ron groggily.
"I think that he knocked us out and made us sleep," said Hermione.
Harry was about to say something when a huge wave of icy cold water came upon them and drenched them all. That definitely woke them up! They got up and squinted around. The whole island was covered with palm trees and tropical bushes.
"It's so hot," said Harry, fanning himself. Even though they were thoroughly bathed it was still hot. "It's getting hot in here. So take off all your clothes."
Hermione gave him a very severe look which plainly suggested that this is not a time to be joking around. "I think we're in the tropics," she said. "Come on, let's have a look around."
So they walked around. It was a very very small island. Only about half a mile from end to end. It was long and skinny. In the middle of the island they found a very small stream.
"Water!" cried Ron who rushed forward to drink it.
"No, Ron!" said Hermione, holding him back. "What if VOLDEMORT poisoned it or something? It's dangerous."
Ron let out an exasperated sigh and stared longingly at the water.
"I don't know why VOLDEMORT put us here," said Harry, frowning. "He said it would be a desert island. And now we're here in all of this greenery and a stream here. What if it's a trick?"
"It's really possible," Hermione agreed. "I highly suspect that he poisoned that water. I mean, look! It's so tempting with the clear, crisp, water."
Ron moaned.
".but we can't drink it," finished Hermione.
"So what are we going to do?" said Harry, voicing the thought that had been haunting everybody's mind for the last hour.
For once Hermione didn't have an answer. Everybody stood there speechless. until Hermione did have an answer.
"Do you think we could maybe cut down some of these trees and build some kind of a shelter?" she suggested.
"How are we going to cut those down?" said Ron. They're too thick. We don't even have a knife. Of course it could be a lot EASIER if we had our wands!!!"
"But maybe we can get some broken branches," said Harry, looking around. "If we collect enough, we can maybe build something."
So, everybody collected as many branches as they could carry and took them to a spot that was near the shore, but not too close. They began to assemble a shelter thing, when suddenly Ron shouted, "Look!"
They looked where he pointed and saw a small and sleek-
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Once again I'm going to have to leave you there because I have other things to do! I will have the next chapter up tomorrow, probably. Please review!!