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DISCLAIMER: I own nothing. Don't sue, I'm poor. EXCEPTION: I own the Witches of Trane, the Crystal Orb, and the idea that the forests of Albania are next to the Dead Sea.

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CHAPTER 13: Pyramids, Seas and Forests (Chapter rated PG-13)

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Meanwhile...

The only remaining Weasley in the room was Ginny Weasley. She was crying, and in the corner of the room. Her mother was taken after her father, and then her twin brothers were brought out. Though it seemed weird to her, the creatures never mentioned, or questioned them as to where the other 3 people were. Ginny was thankful, though, and hoped that they wouldn't be coming for her soon, so they would still have some chance to saving her and hopefully the rest of her family.

Then, the door to the small room opened... -To be Continued-

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Hermione opened the door to complete darkness. She was actually quite shocked, seeing as she expected some grand sight or horror in front of her. But all that was there was black.

She tentatively reached her hand out, and grasped air. She looked back at Draco and Ron for support, and they encouraged her to go on, both firmly holding each of her hands.

She stepped forward and realized, it wasn't just black air, it was an extremely dark forest. She felt for Ron and Draco's hands, but they were gone. She turned around, and found only more endless stretches of forest. She screamed. Where were they?

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Ron and Draco gasped. Hermione had vanished! Draco went to go into the door, but Ron held him back.

"Don't go in there, Malfoy. Who knows what it is."

Draco turned around and glared at him. "Why do you care where I go? Look, I have to help Hermione. Are you with me or not?" he said definitely.

Ron could see the determination in his eyes, so he agreed to go with him.

Draco stepped through the door, was surprised to be underwater. She couldn't breathe, so he quickly swam to the top. The horrible salty taste and smell invaded all of his senses. He coughed, and swam for the shore that was not that far away. He heard no splashes of Ron behind him, and fearing that he had drowned, went under to look for him. He found only more salty water.

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Ron followed Draco, and after walking through the door, arrived inside of a great gold room, with walls that shimmered and glistened like the sun itself. It was full of mummy tombs, old artifacts and paintings. Ron gasped. He was inside an Egyptian Pyramid!

He turned around, expecting Draco to be there, but he wasn't anywhere in sight. Ron was alone in an Ancient Pyramid.

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Hermione took her wand and said Lumos, to get some better lighting. She was, in fact, in a forest. She quickly recognized the forest as the forests of Albania, where Voldemort fled after Harry Potter defeated him. Hermione had read books on its splendor, horror and old age. Just being in the forest gave her the chills. In the distance, she heard a low moaning, and some twigs snap.

She wondered if she dared spill a little more light from her wand, and quietly said Lumos Maxima. The bright shine caused her to cover her eyes. Though she still couldn't see anything, she felt she should start leaving, because something evil was on the way. She began to walk, but tripped over a tree root. Her wand went sprawling, and right before the light went out from the tip of her wand, she saw a gruesome face staring at her. She screamed.

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Draco fumbled underwater until he had no breath left. Quickly and swiftly he sped to the surface of the water, and gasped for air. Then he began to resume his duties of swimming to shore, where he could sit and think of what to do. Did Ron drown, he wondered? He did remember the Weasel saying something one time about not being able to swim. Now that he thought of it, Draco remembered it quite well. He taunted Ron for quite some time after that, bragging that he himself was a champion swimmer and could swim across the Atlantic Ocean in less than 3 days.

As he swam, Draco sighed, now regretting those years of torture he put Harry and his friends through. He figured being mean just ran in his blood.

When he got to shore, he sat down on the hard sand and observed his surroundings. Behind him there was an unpleasant-looking, dark forest. And in front of him was a wide open space of water. There was cold, white sand stretching along both his right and left sides. Then he realized- the white sand on the ground wasn't sand, it was salt! Draco remembered reading something on this before... it was the Dead Sea... and behind it was... the forests of Albania. Draco sighed, wondering how he would get himself out of this. Then he heard a scream. A scream that sounded oddly like a scream he had heard before. And it was coming from the forest.

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Ron was traumatized, and frantically tried to find a way to escape from the prison cell he was in. He found nothing- no doors, windows, passageways, nothing. He even tried banging and leaning on the walls, hoping that he would find another door of some sorts like George had in the dungeon. But he found nothing. There was only a small vent that was allowing Ron some fresh air, though it was still horribly hot and muggy. His nose grabbed the stench of the rotting corpses in the Tombs. Ron gagged. How would he get out? Why wasn't Draco with him? He sat down on a golden and blue stool, and rested his hand on a nearby small golden statue that was on a table next to him. The head bent down rather unpleasantly, and Ron heard a low rurring sound. Turning around, he saw a passage door in the ground opening up. He'd found an exit!

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Okay. I don't care what anyone says. This BY FAR is my absolute favorite chapter. It's like all of the sudden I was just hit with a blast of ideas! It took a while with the Ron and tomb thing, but I think I managed, don't you? So, please! Review review! Thanks for everyones ideas. Sorry I didn't use any of them this chapter, but you never know whats going to happen... ;-)

sporty12gd4u - Thanks, dear. I feel pretty bum. :-

kriCket x0 - I love cliffhangers! I should be a rock climber when I get older.. :P Well, uniqueness is what I'm all about. Thanks. :-)

random llama127 - Yeah, a moke is a little lizard in the Wizarding World that can shrink at will.

jasmin - Aww! That made my day. Don't cry, though! I'm glad you like it. :-) I'll think about what you said... ;)

Lestatlover1784 - I looked up the Devil at for synonyms, and it had the Tempter as a synonym, and I loved it so.. Yeah. Glad you like it! Haha, I'll take your suggestions under consideration for the future.

terrafan2001 - Thanks, I figured that would be boring and thats why I wasn't sure what to do. Ad you can see, though, I finally thought of something. :-)