Heaven Tastes Sweeter

Chapter Seven

Pansy didn't see Susan Bones coming from behind a tree with a long stick. She didn't hear her shouting at everybody to grasp the stick.

She certainly didn't see the group taken away by the portkey for she and the poor Ravenclaw boy dressed as Harry Potter, had been taken away using the very same method.

The Death Eaters, happy as they were with their hunt, let the two adults and the rest of the students go. They figured the Dark Lord would be too happy seeing the two students they had managed to capture, to care about such minor detail.

When Pansy finally woke up, her head was incredibly sore. She tried to get up from her laying position but a wave of nausea made her think twice.

Looking up, Pansy saw the Ravenclaw sitting not far away from where she was. He still had the round glasses and the fake scar and he still looked frighteningly like Harry Potter.

It had been a good idea not to use the polyjuice potion…otherwise its effects would have worn out by now.

"Hey…can you hear me?" the boy said. Funny, Pansy realised only now that she had no idea what his name was.

"Of course I can hear you…I'm not deaf…" that came out wrong, Pansy thought instantly seeing the hurt look on the boy's face, "Sorry…I didn't mean to…you know, I just get nasty when I'm nervous…" Pansy added trying to apologise.

"Well…you're a Slytherin after all…" the boy replied.

Pansy looked at him briefly not even bothering to reply. The Slytherin reputation was getting worse by the day, she thought sadly.

"What's your name?" Pansy asked clearly changing topic.

"I'm Terry Boot, Ravenclaw…" the boy replied hiding very badly his surprise.

"I'm sorry…I'm not very good with names…" Pansy said, feeling a strange urge to justify her ignorance, "I'm Pansy, by the way, Pansy Parkinson".

"I know who you are…you're Malfoy's girlfriend…" Terry said.

"Ex-Girlfriend…" Pansy corrected him.

"Ex? That's not what everyone says…" Terry said confused.

"Whatever…anyway…we better be careful…we need to keep the pretence going…if they find out you're not the real Potter, we're as good as dead…" Pansy said wanting to change topic rather desperately.

"I know that…what I don't understand is, what do they want from you?" Terry asked and, for the first time, Pansy saw that the poor boy was actually really scared.

"I don't know either…I have a hunch though, I really hope I'm wrong…" Pansy replied.

Terry was about to say something when the door burst open and three men, Death Eaters by the look of them, came into the room.

"See you're awake…excellent, our Lord is most pleased that we finally caught you Mr Potter…" one of them said looking at poor Terry viciously.

"Wait a minute…what about me?!" Pansy said trying to buy time so she could think of something to do.

"Oh…Miss Parkinson…you're will use you for something else…" the Death Eater replied.

"My father won't give you a knut…if that's what you're after!" Pansy shouted getting up, doing her best to ignore the pain in her head.

"Sweetie, we don't want your money…we want that little traitor you call your boyfriend…" the man replied harshly confirming Pansy's worst hopes.

"Draco? Why do you want Draco for?" Pansy asked hoping her voice wasn't as shaky as she felt.

"We will kill the little bastard…our lord wants to see the Malfoys dead, to pay for Lucius' treason!" the man replied calmly.

Pansy felt a cold sensation taking possession of her guts. That was what she had feared the most, not only because she'd rather die than having these people lay a finger on her Draco, but also because she knew that Draco would never come for her…she was having a hard time trying to decide which of the two scared her the most.

"Now…enough talk…you'll eat this and, as soon as you finish, we'll take you before our Lord…" one of the other Death Eaters said pushing towards Pansy and Terry a tray with a couple of bowls filled with some rice.

The Death Eaters left them alone once more.

Pansy's brain was racing, trying desperately to come up with a plan. If they found out that Terry was not Harry, and she knew that Voldemort would not be as easily fooled as the Death Eaters, they were indeed as good as dead.

Plus, Pansy was absolutely certain Draco would never come to rescue her. He had made very clear what his feelings for her were. Fighting the urge to cry, Pansy sat back down and said:

"Terry…you don't have your wand anymore, do you?"

"No…they took it away with a disarming curse…" Terry replied between mouthfuls. Pansy was shocked to see him eat. She had a knot tying her stomach shut, she couldn't have eaten if her life depended on it.

"Alright…how good are you with your fists?" Pansy asked hopeful. A silly plan was taking form in her head but, for it to work she needed the Ravenclaw's cooperation.

"Not bad…I can defend myself, why?" Terry said looking up from his bowl.

"Fantastic…we will wait till they come and pick us up…as soon as we're out of this room, we will strike them, hoping that the surprise allows to one of us to grab one of their wands…" Pansy replied happy to finally have a plan.

"Are you mad? They're Death Eaters…they'll kill us if we attack them!" Terry exclaimed actually looking at her as if she was crazy.

"No, they won't, they need us alive and…do you have a better plan?" Pansy said challengingly.

Terry looked like he was thinking really hard, then shaking his head, said:

"No…I don't…"

"Then, that's what we'll do…" Pansy stated determinately.

"Alright…and then…what do we do after that?" Terry asked most annoyingly.

"Oh…I don't know…we'll have to make up things as we go…" Pansy replied shocking an already astonished Terry.

"You're nuts…" it was a statement and Pansy didn't bother to correct him for, right now, she happened to agree with him.

This whole situation was crazy. She just hoped that, once more, the Slytherin luck would help her to get out of it. Hopefully unhurt.

To be continued…

A/N: I felt quite bad for the cliffie, so I decided to post the next chapter today. I'll post another chapter soon…thanks again for the reviews!!