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Author's note: In one of my stories, she's related to the Weasleys, in this, she is NOT!

Unknown By You

chapter 5

Gone

"So, Leina, why is it that you keep going into these little ehem spells? NO pun intended." asked Fred. "Weeeeeeell." she started. "I was cursed when I was a little kid by an energy binder and can't overexert myself without that happening. But please, keep this between yourselves." she said nervously. Hermione stared at her, shocked. "Oh my gosh! That's awful." said Hermione. Leina then looked at the equally surprised Fred. "When you were a little kid you were cursed with something like that?! That's SICK!" he stated, angrily. Leina nodded, "Yea, I know." Just then, Charlie walked into the room, looking sleepy. When he saw Leina though, he brightened. "Well, hello Leina, fine morning this is, is it not?" he asked. Leina grinned, knowing what he was doing. "It's a nice one, yes." she said. Leina didn't notice Fred's face contort in anger, but Hermione did. "Hey Charlie, can I talk to ya for a sec?" asked Fred. There was a glint of disappointment in his eyes, but Charlie agreed and followed him out.

In the hall, Fred sighed. "Look Charlie. Could you lay off a bit? She's too young for you!" Charlie shook his head no. "She's only 17, she's only just been allowed to do magic legally outside of school!" he yelled. "So?" "For Christ's sake Charlie, you're 26!!" said Fred exhasperatedly. "What do you care Fred? It isn't like you lo- wait a second, you do don't you? You like her?" asked Charlie. Fred nodded. Charlie rolled his eyes. "Sorry, but that doesn't mean I won't try! She's-" started Charlie. "She's 17. She's a minor. She's beautiful. She's smart. She's probably good in-" Fred stopped himself before he finished, his ears bright red. Charlie grinned. "She's certainly smart, and by no stretch pretty, she's absolutely GORGEOUS, as far as good in bed, we'll just have to see abut that won't we?" he asked grinning. "Charlie, back off. She won't want someone 8 years older than her!" he said angrily. "How would you know? Just wait, she'll be mine!" he said angrily. Suddenly, through the door ran Leina, angry tears streaming down her face. When she got to the end of the hall she apparated home. Hermione came out a few seconds later, her hands on her hips. "Well, I hope you two are pleased with yourselves. The two of us heard every single BLOODY word you said! She isn't something you can buy and own Charlie! And how dare either of you judge her?! You had no right! None at all!" then Hermione angruly trudged up the stairs. "What a right mess we've made." muttered Fred. "That's right. Now Im going to fix it!" yelled Charlie, then apparated away. Fred snarled, as George walked into the room. "Fred?" he asked nervously.

Charlie found himself in Sirius's house. From where he stood in the living room, he heard soft sobs uttering from a room above him. "Oh boy. Really screwed this one up." he muttered, heading up the stairs. Something hit him from behind.

Leina heard Charlie arrive, but she continued crying. Why couldn't someone for once like her for who she was as a person? Why was it always about how hot she was? Or how good in the sack? For god's sake, she was a living, breathing individual!! Just then, someone opened the door. She didn't bother to see who it was, but kept crying. Someone hit her, knocking her unconcious, then apparated away with her.

Charlie rushed into the room a second later. "No." he whispered. She was gone.

Fred was just about to go after Charlie, when he reappeared, looking distraught. "What's the matter? Did dear Leina reject you?" asked Fred innocently.

Charlie turned and glared at Fred, "No. She's gone. She's been kidnapped."

"WHAT?!" yelled another voice. Charlie turned to face the enraged Sirius, who had just entered the room.

"It's true. I heard it happen- I saw it." he said. Sirius went up to him and shook him. "Then why did you allow it?! Why'd you let them take her?! Tell me!" he shouted. "I could do nothing, I was under the body-bind curse." explained Charlie. "Tell Harry I'll be back." said Sirius. He then disapparated.

Sirius arrived at his home. "LEINA!" he screamed. There was no answer. "LEINA!" he cried. "Leina..." he whispered, dropping to his knees. A tear fell down his face.

When Leina awoke, she was in another room. It was dark. Very dark. She heard voices. And her head HURT. "Ahhhhhh." said a voice softly. "Our guest has awoken." said a voice.

It made her blood run cold once she realized what was happening. Voldemort stepped out of the darkness. "Hello Leina. How are you today?" he asked, his voice malicious. Leina just glared. She reached out to find her wand, but found herself strapped to the wall. Her wand was nowhere to be found. "Ahhhh, you thought we would simply allow you to plow through us? We know how powerful you are Leina." he said. Then Lucius Malfoy stepped forward from the darkness. "We want to know. Where is Potter?" he asked. Leina forced her lips closed. "Ah, she wants to save the twerp. Well, there are ways of making you talk." said Lucius. "Crutio !" he yelled, pointing his wand at her. Leina felt a bone-crushing pain coursing through her body. It was excruciating. She bit her lip to refrain from screaming, still refusing to speak. Lucius cast it on her again. And again. Leina could have sworn her bones were breaking. Slowly. She tried relentlessly to use her wandless magic, but they hadn't provoked her enough yet. Lucius kept aiming curses at her, and each one hurt more and more. She began to fade from consciousness.

Sirus was distraught to say the least. He didn't sleep, and worked through all hours of the day trying to find her, stopping only to eat. Mind you, nobody else was comfortable either, but they still kept their wits end about them.

"Please Sirius! Stop and rest!" cried Harry one day. He too was extremely worried, and blamed himself, but Sirius was scaring him, and everyone else. It got so bad that by the sixth day she was gone, Molly had him at wand point. "You either stop and sleep, or so help me I will make you!" she said, her wand pointing between his eyes. Before he could utter a word, she had cast a spell and he slumped forward. "I'm sorry, but he's overworking himself." she muttered, levitating him up the stairs to a room.

Meanwhile, no one had seen hide nor hair of Fred in the six days either. He would accept food, and George said he was sleeping regularly, but still, he never came out. He too, was trying to figure out where Leina had been taken. On the seventh day, he sat on his bed when a thought struck him like a bludger to the head. "Harry. Voldemort." he whispered. He ran down the stairs at an alarming rate, forgetting completely about apparating, and burst into the kitchen, where a sedated Sirius, Molly , Arthur and Remus sat, discussing possibilities. "I've got it!" he yelled. They looked up at him. "It's Voldemort! He took her, because of Harry! He's got her where he used to live, I'm sure of it! He's using Leina as-" Fred's breathe caught in his throat. He disappeared and reappeared in Ron's room a millisecond later. Harry and Ron were gone. He checked Ginny's room, but she and Hermione were missing as well. "No!" he cried. "THEY'RE GONE!!!!!!!!!!" he screamed.

Back in the kitchen, they were still comprehending what Fred had said, when they heard a shout of "They're gone!" The adults knew what he meant this time.

Leina faded back into consciousness to see a sneering figure watching her. "McNair." she spat. "Ah. Dear little Leina Black. Don't you look lovely today? Wonder how long it'll be before your precious brother comes for you? The dark lord's been looking forward to ridding himself of the little nuisance." he sneered. Now, Leina felt the burn of hatred deep in her heart, and she allowed her eyes to glow purple. The chains holding her exploded, and when the dust cleared, McNair was laying on the ground, unmoving. They had pushed her over the edge. She heard people coming, and hid behind a wall, ready to attack. She leapt out at the people and they yelled. "What are you doing here?!" she hissed, "You'll get yourself caught!" She was staring at Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Hermione. "We couldn't let them kill you!!" whispered Harry. "You should've left me here. As you can see, I'm quite capable-" she started. "Without a wand?" asked Hermione. She held something out to Leina. It was her 14 inch holly wood, unicorn hair wand. Leina took it, smiling. "Thanks, now, lets blow this popsicle stand." she said. "And how will we do that?" asked Ginny. Hermione had taught her and Ron muggle phrases. "I'll have to apparate you, there's not a quicker way!" she whispered. "But you can't!! You could barely apparate me, let alone all of us!" exclaimed Harry quietly, "It'll kill you!" "Oh well, better to die helping you then betraying you, now, everyone hold on to me." she said. Despite their protests, they did as they were told. They heard someone rounding the corner, but Ginny was still searching for somewhere to grab onto Leina. The people rounded the corner. It was Sirius and Arthur. "You're all ok!" he said excitedly.

"I hear voices! Down corridor 11!!" they heard a new voice yell. "Shit. Um, Ginny, go with Arthur, Harry and Ginny with me. Leina, do you think you could take Hermione?" asked Sirius. Leina nodded. "NO, I'll take Hermione, let Leina go it alone!" said Arthur. Leina glanced over at Arthur. He had a very bad cut in his leg, it looked really bad. "No! I 'll take her." said Leina. Hermione glanced warily at the girl, but allowed herself to be apparated with her. They left just as Lucius, McNair and Bellatrix rounded the corner.

When Leina landed, Hermione let go of her. She was too weak to walk, she could barely stand. When Arthur and Sirius arrived, they too, looked disheveled, but none looked as bad as Leina. Now that they were in daylight, they got a good look at juts how badly Leina was injured. She had long cuts and purple bruises. It looked as if her ankle and arm were broken, and her hair was dirty as was her skin. She looked extremely pale and weak. "Leina? Kiddo, are you ok?" asked Sirius, worriedly going to her. The heard a sob from behind them. There stood Molly Weasley, tears streaming down her face. "You're ok!!!" she sobbed happily. "But you look so awful, oh why didn't we find you earlier?!" she moaned. Leina shook her head, and held onto her father and brother, who were both taller than her, for support. "Leina, you shouldn't be up, c'mon, come lie down ok?" asked Harry. He was scared. Leina looked really bad, and she didn't look very much alive. Leina nodded, and began to shakily hobble back to the house. She only got a few feet though, when Sirius scooped her up and carried her. "We don't need you injuring yourself more." he said. Leina nodded and fell asleep as he carried her up the stairs. When he entered the house, George was pacing back and forth. He looked up and grinned, but upon seeing Leina, saddened instantly. "Dear sweet Jesus." he muttered. "I'm going to get Fred." he said, then was gone. Sirius continued, and he placed her again in the bed of Fred Weasley.

Fred had been searching the countryside, when George popped up next to him. "Fred. They found her." he said hesitantly. Fred's eyes widened. "Oh my God, she's dead isn't she? This is all my fault! She's gone because of me!" he sobbed. George didn't exactly know what to do. Usually, they were happy go lucky guys, and if they were anything but happy or annoyed, they didn't show it. "Fred. She's alive. Barely, but she is! And it isn't your fault! It's you-know-who's!!" said George desperately. Fred nodded weakly. "Where is she?" "She's at the house, probably in our room." answered George. "Ok. Let's go." said Fred, and they disapparated.

As soon as they reapparated, the adults tried to call them into the kitchen, but Fred was already bolting up the stairs.

Sirius had once again laid Leina on Fred's bed. He knew he wouldn't harm her, or bother her while she slept. As he was heading out the door, he ran into Fred and the look the younger man gave him worried him. Fred looked pale and withdrawn, yet anxious to be inside his room. Sirius stepped aside. "Let her sleep." he whispered to him. Fred nodded, then entered and closed the door.

He gazed at his bed, and the sleeping form on it. Fred felt tears welling in his eyes again. He mentally scolded himself for being such a weakling, but he couldn't help it. Deep down, he knew that he loved her, and here she was, lying on a bed, fast asleep, weak and hurt. He himself was healthy and awake. She looked pained as she slept, her body covered by cuts and bruises. As he sat, watching her sleep, he slowly faded into his dreams of turmoil.

The next time Leina opened her eyes, the room was dark. And she felt warm, rather, something warm, lying next to her. "Where am I?" she wondered to herself. She looked over and saw that she was lying next to none other than Fred. "Fred?" she asked nervously. Hearing Leina's voice, Fred's eyes flew open. Seeing only darkness he sighed.

"It was only a dream, she'd still asleep." he said sadly, beginning to lie down again.

"No, Fred, I'm awake. Am I in your room?" she whispered. Fred switched on the light.

"You're awake!" he whispered happily, grabbing her into a strong hug. Leina bit her lip, she felt sharp pains in her chest.

"What's wrong?" he asked worriedly. Leina shook her head.

"It's nothing Fred, nothing at all. What day is it?" she asked. "It's Thursday Leina." he said. She sighed.

"Good, so I've only squandered a few hours, school is starting in a few weeks." she said. Fred shook his head.

"Leina, you've been asleep about two weeks. We were scared you weren't going to wake up until Pomfrey took care of you." He said. Leina nodded in understanding.

"Was I really out that long? They didn't hurt me THAT badly." she said. Just hearing Leina's voice again made him sad, but her confidence was amazing. She would've definitely been a Gryffindor had she gone to school.

"Leina," started Fred, "Your arm was broken in two or three places. And your ankle was completely shattered. You had a concussion, which we didn't know about, or we would've kept you awake, and you had so many cuts and bruises that we couldn't even heal you fully in one day. Trust me, when Sirius found out, he was so ready to go and murder Lucius, it wasn't even funny." Fred failed to mention he'd wanted to do the same thing. Leina's eyes widened at the news of her injuries.

"Fred, I'm really tired, can I go back to sleep?" she asked, yawning. Fred eyed her.

"I dunno. Do you feel faint or dizzy or anything at all?" he asked.

"Just tired." she replied. Fred nodded. Leina got up to go sleep on the floor, but was surprised when he pulled her back into the soft covers.

"Don't sleep on the floor. It's bad for your back." he told her winking. She smiled and laid down. She hesitated slightly, when Fred tried to put his arm around her, but only for a moment, before she let him take her into his arms. She liked the warmth. And they fell asleep, just like that.

In the morning, Sirius went to the twins' room to check up on Leina, to see if she showed signs of waking up or not, and what's what, since when he'd asked George, he'd said she was still asleep, since he'd not been up when she'd awakended. When he opened the door however, he was not greeted with the sight of Lorna sleeping on one side of the bed, Fred another, as they usually were, which he had no problem with. This morning, he found Leina snuggled up in Fred's arms, a content look replacing the usually pained one. He smiled at first, at seeing his daughter smile, then took a double-take and his eyes narrowed. He stalked over to the bed and pulled Fred out of his bed, shaking him awake, and leaving Leina limply lying across the bed. When Fred's eyes blearily opened, he realized what was happening.

"What's the meaning of holding her like that? She never allowed you t-" he started angrily. Fred tried to cut in.

"Sirius, she's-"

"She's too young for you, and she's MY daughter! What made you think you could do that?" he asked expectantly. Fred sighed.

"Sirius, she gave me permission. She woke up last night. At like 3 a.m., but she's awake, and she cuddled up to me when she went back to sleep."

"What's goin' on?" asked Leina blearily. Sirius looked up. "Da'?" she asked.

Sirius stared in disbelief. "Oh my god. He wasn't lying, you're awake!" he said breathlessly. Leina nodded.

"Woke up las' night." she said, now waking up a bit more.

"Well, why were you in his arms? What happened?" he demanded.

Leina sat up now, realizing Fred was in trouble. "Oh, when I went back to sleep, I cuddled up next to him, I didn't have any bad dreams last night. None at all." she said faintly, embracing the memory.

Sirius noticed the whimsical look plastered on his daughter's face, and the anger melted. "Fine. You get away with this one. Just this once though." he stated, then disappeared from the room. Fred gave her a silent nod of thanks and she mouthed back, "Your Welcome."

"So, Fred, why IS it that I found a certain young girl wrapped in your arms this morning?" asked George deviously, later on when Leina was off with the younger guys. Fred's ears burned as he looked up at the sky.

"Nice day, isn't it?" he remarked.

George shook his head. "Nice try. SO, how long have you fancied her?" Fred looked at him seriously. "Since the day we met her mate, the day we met her." he said.