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Hermione scanned the concrete room quickly, passing over the window dead ahead to settle on what looked like army forces pointing semi-automatics at them. With a sudden burst of inspiration she screamed, "Shoot him! Shoot him!" pointing at Voldemort. While some of the soldiers direct their aim to him, most stayed trained on the group as a whole.

The bald man in the room through the window spoke into the microphone, "We'll do no such thing."

Ginny thought hard. These people were obviously muggle and on the defensive, so they wouldn't allow anyone her friends to kill Voldie or even aim a curse at him without them getting shot down. What could they do to make sure that Voldemort didn't hurt the muggles without getting one of them killed? Seeing the Dark Lord raise his wand, she did the only thing she could think to do. She took the blunt end of her wand and knocked in the temple with it as hard as she could. Voldemort's eyes rolled up into his head and he thunked to the floor. All weapons were suddenly directed to her.

"Uh…."

Harry spoke, "I think…I think we should put our wands away."

"But they've got those gong things aimed at us!" Ron hissed.

"Guns, Ron. And they're not going to put theirs down until we do," Hermione cut in. "Let's show them the first sign of peace. After all, we are in their building." She lowered her wand slowly, seeing Harry and Ginny doing the same. Harry dug his heel into Ron's toes, hard. Ron put the wand away. Looking forward again, she noticed that the soldiers had not lowered their weapons. Her ideas just did not seem to working today. And it was going to get them killed. Yay. She felt immensely relieved when the bald man spoke again.

"Stand down."

Everyone was sitting/standing in the briefing room, Voldemort tied to a chair. Dean and Ron were quibbling over who would search the Dark Lord for self-destruct devices, extra wands, etc, etc.

"Well, someone's got to search him! He may pull out a wand and kill us all before we even knew what hit us!"

"I'm not going to touch that…that…thing!"

Dean shook his head, "Okay, let's compromise. You get the left side, I'll get the right."

Ron stuck out his lower lip and pouted, "Fine."

The bald man sighed, "Let's start with the basics, shall we? Who are you?"

"Well…I'm Harry, that's Hermione, Ginny and Luna. Over there is Dean and Ron."

"And the guy in the chair?"

With obvious disgust Harry spat "Voldemort."

The guy on the bald man's right, with salt and peppered hair, lifted and eyebrow, but said nothing. The leader continued, "How did you get through the iris?"

"Huh?" The Boy Wonder's face was painted with a look of confusion.

The bald man tried again, "How did you get here?" fully expecting them to say they dialed and walked through the 'gate. What he wasn't expecting was their answer.

Harry looked at his friends for a moment before replying, "We don't know."

A blond lady spoke up at this point, "Could you tell us what you do remember?"

Harry recounted the events leading up to their arrival. "I was dueling him," he said pointing to Voldemort, "with my friends surrounding us when Voldemort knocked me down. We all attacked him when a…something opened between us and sucked us all into it."

"A something?" the blond lady asked, interested.

Dean spoke up at this point, setting down an ebony wand and a dung bomb next to Voldemort's already confiscated yew wand. "It was like…when you pull the drain in the bath and the water kind of 'tornados' down the drain…if you were to look down on one of those that's what it looked like."

"That's it? That's everything?" the leader asked.

"Yes."

"Very well. Airmen, please escort them to holding room 2765."

Ginny really didn't want to be in a holding cell, but, as Hermione said, they were the trespassers. Nothing good in upsetting the authority figures. As promised, they were 'escorted' to level 27, room 2765, with Voldie being wheeled around behind them, still tied to the chair and unconscious.

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