Chapter 7

Aly awoke. She felt very drowsy. Probably from the lack of food. Then she slowly opened her eyes, only to get used to the dungeon drear.

She stayed awake trying to figure out what to do next.

I seem to be doing a lot of this moping. And although I know it won't help I seem to be doing it anyway. I do not however, see much hope of getting out of this place. I wonder if Harry is thinking this way...

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Harry barley even thought anymore. He didn't waste his time. Until he heard footsteps in the hall. Only one set. So he needn't worry... that much. There he saw walking in the hall was Ron. He looked like himself, only with red eyes. He had already seen Hermione, and she wasn't looking much different.

Harry almost gave up hope. Infact, he did... until something fell out of Ron's pocket.

It fell right out, clinked on the floor, but Ron kept on walking. If Harry didn't know Ron was possessed, he would think that nothing was wrong with Ron. He would think "That's just Ron being his clumsy self."

I guess it's the same if you're possessed.

As soon as Ron was out of sight, he crawled over to where the shiny object was gently turning on the floor. Harry reached for it, but was unable to grasp it. When Harry examined it closer, he realized that this was not just shiny but sharp edged on both sides. If you turned it slightly it would reflect different colors. He pulled his hand our farther and grabbed it. It was a crystal that fit right in the palm of Harry's hand.

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Aly was positive there was a way out of here. But for the moment she was wondering what kind of destruction Voldemort was doing at the moment. To Aly it didn't even seem as if Voldemort even had a plan. It was like he was making the whole thing up as he went along.

At the moment though it seemed like Harry would have more trouble then she. He is probably scared stiff. Voldemort killed Harry's parents for Mithros' sake. I'd be scared also.

I want to zap out of here. Oh my gosh!!! Why didn't I think of that before?

In an instant Aly snapped her fingers and... BZZZZZZZ

Owww!! Aly screamed in pain. She blacked out.

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The sharp polished crystal gave Harry new hope. He was determined to figure out the crystals uses.

After hours of frustrated banging on the floor of his cell, he concluded it was of absolutely no help. Even after that however, he kept at it.

It must have been at least five hours before Harry fell asleep with the crystal clutched tightly in his hand.

But what Harry didn't know until later what wonderful powers that crystal had possessed.

When Harry awoke the next morning (or at least that's what he thought) he was standing outside.

All his thoughts began to form like a puzzle in his mind when he realized that he shouldn't be outside. He was locked up in a cell. He was still trying to conjure up a plan to get out. How could this be? He thought he was dreaming but even looked all too real. Until what he was looking at almost made him scream in rage.

He saw Hogsmead burnt to the ground. The whole place looked like no one had ever been there.

Harry left his mouth hanging open for a good few minutes. He was in a state of stupefied awe.

A million questions suddenly burst into Harry's mind all at once.

How did this happen? Who did this? What did this? How did I get here? Where is everyone? Where is Aly? Is every place like this???

Then, what was left of the trees began to sway very heavily. Harry braced himself for the upcoming wind, but felt nothing. The trees were moving hard, but he still felt nothing.

This bothered Harry quite a bit. He was confused and tired.

But when Harry looked down, he saw his legs. That seems ordinary and everything, but they were translucent. He looked down, saw a white outline, and then saw what was behind him through looking at his legs.

This didn't make sense until he realized that he was still clutching the crystal. Then it all came to Harry.

This crystal had powers. Powers that enabled you to leave your body.

This freaked Harry out at first until he realized that this crystal could prove very useful.

Then as Harry started to examine the crystal again, he realized words were printed on it that he hadn't noticed before.

Be back by 12:00 tonight or lose your soul

That to Harry meant that he should be back by 12:00. He knew he shouldn't mess with a mysterious rock. Who would? But before Harry could have second thoughts, more words appeared.

You must be next to your physical body at 12:00. You must remember that no one can see you. Nor can they hear you.

This was a good thing. It still freaked him out, and was scary, but at least they couldn't see him.

Another question that needed to be answered: Who the heck was writing/transmitting this onto the crystal? He sincerely thought that the crystal did not have a mind of it's own.

Harry wondered aimlessly in to the barren town. The only thing that stood beside him was he shadow as he walked down the road.

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Aly was not about to cry. She was about ready to pick a buffalo up by is legs twirl it around the room and throw in at the wall. Do you want to know her feeling right now? Let me give you a hint: She was not ready to start giggling and start throwing daisies around the room like everything was ok.

Aly was like a time bomb that was about to explode any second. She couldn't use magic, and SHE COULDN'T GET OUT!!! And to make it all worse, everyone is possessed!!

Little did Aly know that trouble lurked around every turn for Harry.

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Harry was scared. He wanted to scream and cry and run back to Hogwarts. Speaking of Hogwarts, and of places, if he were supposed to get back to his physical body by 12:00, how was he going to find it?!

He didn't know where it was. Wow crystal of bad news thanks for the warning. I'll lose my soul for sure now. Wait what? How can I even lose my soul? Is the Soul Man going to pop out of the ground and ask me for my soul?

Harry was WAY confused. Imagine someone talking to you in Latin and saying it backwards, multiply that by 20 and you get the confusion that Harry is enduring at the moment.

A/N: How was that for a chapter? Not to shabby eh? I didn't think so. Please review. I mostly want you to just read my story, but just one review would be nice just so I know you're reading. Thanks, and I hope you enjoyed this chappie!

PS: If you couldn't figure out why Aly can't use magic its because there are magic lock spells in her cell.