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Chapter 14:Harry's eyes slowly fluttered open, his lifeless body limp and numb on the wooden platform. Torches illuminated the room around him. He looked up at the rocky ceiling in despair.
I'm never going to get out, am I? He thought to himself. "Well at least Bellatrix doesn't kn-"
"Who is that?"
Harry froze. "W-What's that? Who's here?"
"Harry? Harry! Merlin! Oh Harry, please let that be you!" a weepy voice called out into the still air.
"T-This is Harry. W-Who is that?" Harry remained stiffened, anxiety washing over his battered body.
"Harry! I'm so glad you're alive! She told me you were dead. It's me! It's Ron!" Ron said; his voice shaking as tears edged their way over the lids of his blue eyes.
Harry hesitated. "R-Ron?"
"Yeah, Harry, it's me!"
"What do you mean it's you? What the hell are you doing here?"
"Umm, well I'm, umm, rescuing you," Ron said quietly.
"Oh, sure, great job!" Harry said sarcastically.
"Harry! I'm so glad you're alive! She said you were dead!"
"Yeah, sure. Well, umm, listen up, Ron. Let's just get this over with."
Ron paused, "Get what over with?"
"You know the part where you beat me or yell at me or whatever Bellatrix has signed you up for. And then you disappear or she kills you or something like that, but whatever you are here to do, I prefer that you do it now and get it over with- please."
"Harry, what are you talking about?" Ron asked, tears stiffening on his face.
"Look, Ron, I know you're not real. I'm not stupid."
"Harry! It's me! It's really Ron! I'm not lying."
"Really? And you conveniently got here, how?"
"It was Hermione. We made this potion that turned me into a snake and I-"
"Yeah, sure you did. Please, all this foreplay is just irritating me. J-Just get it over with. You can tell me I'm ugly, you can hit me, whatever- I'm ready."
Ron paused; he was tied up in the invisible chains and couldn't see Harry above the high platform. "Damn Harry, what has that woman been doing to you?"
"I think you would know. Please stop trying to convince me you're someone you're not." The thought of Ron was painful to Harry- the thought of Ron being at Adflictation Lair was even worse.
"Harry! It's me!"
"No! Shut up! Ron is back at Grimmauld Place! He's safe, not here!" tears began to drain down Harry's face.
There was an awkward pause, realization spread over Harry's tear-filled face.
"R-Ron?"
"Yes, Harry?" Ron's tear-filled voice called out.
"I-It really is you, isn't it?"
"Yes, Harry. It's me."
"Where are you at?" Harry asked, quietly.
"I'm here on the floor. I can't move my hands or my legs."
Harry looked above him, disappointment washing over his face. "Why did you come, Ron?"
"Because, Harry, Hermione needs you and so does the Order."
"Oh."
"And Harry?"
"Yeah."
"I need you too," Ron said, as a singular tear ran down his face.
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Every Order of the Phoenix member sat at the table in the kitchen of Grimmauld Place with their ears perked and eagerness running throughout their bodies. Dumbledore stood at the head of the table, his eyes boring down on every affiliate in front of him.
"Listen up everyone. It is essential that we work as quickly as possible. We have now located Harry and Ron is with him as well. Merlin knows what has happened to them both so far-"
Dumbledore was interrupted by a sniffle from Mrs. Weasley. Arthur Weasley quickly put his arm around her and began to rub her shoulders softly, whispering something in her ear.
Dumbledore continued. "It was so clear where he was before and I blame myself for missing it and for that I apologize but that is no excuse for not working as quickly as we possible can. Now, Minerva and Moody have put together an extremely strategic plan to get Harry back but in order for it to work we are all going to have to pitch in. Yes Dedalus."
Dedalus stood up from his seat slowly. "I'm sorry to be the one to bring this whole thing back to reality, but what even makes you think those boys are alive? What makes it worth our time to go get two dead carcasses."
Molly Weasley rose up, her hands tightly clenched into rigid fists. "How dare you say something like that? How dare you? You foul- you horrid- how dare-" she roared.
"Molly, listen to me," her husband interrupted. "Molly, why should we give a bloody damn about what he has to say? Listen to me Molly, he's the one who thought Harry ran away- he's nothing Molly- he's nothing."
Mrs. Weasley slowly and roughly sat back down, her face red with fury.
"A-As an answer to your bloody question Dedalus, I just thought that you should know that I can feel it in my heart that my sons are alive. They ARE alive and yes, Harry will come waltzing through those doors and we will have something to live for once again. He's alive and I know it!" Molly finished quietly.
Dumbledore smiled at her gently. "I feel it too, Molly. I feel it too. So lets get to work, shall we?"
"P-Professor?" a meek voice asked from the door.
"Granger, this really isn't the best of times," Diggle quickly snapped.
"Shush! What is it?" McGonagall asked.
"I-I think I should talk to Professor Dumbledore… alone," she quickly added.
Dumbledore looked sternly down at Hermione. Seeing the worry in her darkened eyes he said, "Minerva, take over here. Tell everyone the plan, please."
He slowly rose from his seat and walked out of the room and into the hallway with Hermione.
"What is it Miss Granger?"
"It-it's just that I found this book," Hermione paused. "It's a book about suicide."
Dumbledore quickly shot her a glance. "Where did you find it?"
"Umm, that's the thing. I, uh, found it in Harry's bedroom, under his mattress."
Dumbledore slowly took in this information, tears welling up in his blue eyes.
"Professor, what does this mean?"
Dumbledore paused before speaking, "Hermione, what is it Harry is living for? He's living to defeat Voldemort and maybe survive. What kind of life is that? What sort of person would live that life? To be honest with you, dear Hermione, I am afraid my suspicions are now true. Harry doesn't live for himself- he lives to be a servant to others. And that is the worst sort of life imaginable."
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Ron continued to hang by the invisible chains. He could hear Harry's harsh breathing and his occasional coughs in the darkness, making him shudder in helplessness.
I have to get him out of here. I just have to. He's dying. Ron thought to himself.
A low-seductive voice suddenly spoke in the darkness. "Hello Harry, I've become bored again. You, of course know what that means. "
Lights flickered on, allowing Ron to get a clear view of his best friend's battered form. He was on what seemed to be a wooden platform. His arms were above his head tied up, same as his legs. Harry's eyes were closed against the fending bright light shining in his eyes.
Bellatrix was laughing as she lay next to Harry, stroking his black, dirty hair. She fondled her long red nails harshly across Harry's cheek, once again drawling blood.
"Stop," whispered Harry, making Ron wince in sympathy.
"Why, love? Why do you want Auntie Bella to stop? I thought you liked it," she asked as she lowered her head towards Harry's face.
Harry swallowed thickly, as he glanced over to Ron, embarrassment rising in his cheeks.
"Oh, I see. Don't worry about him. He's nothing- just a figment of your imagination. You're just so pretty, love," cackled Bellatrix as she went to lay closer to Harry.
Not realizing it, her leg accidentally graced Harry's calf that had been burnt by his uncle. Even though Whispy had healed it, the wound was still incredibly painful. The contact made Harry scream out in agony. Harry closed his eyes as he prayed for the pain to relinquish.
"Oh, Auntie Bella is sorry. Please open your eyes. I want to see them." Bellatrix straddled Harry as she ran her ringers over Harry's chest.
"Get off of him!" shouted Ron. He couldn't take watching Harry being taken advantage of anymore.
Bellatrix turned her head towards Ron. "I wouldn't talk if I were you."
"I want you to get off of him. You're sick!"
"Ron," croaked Harry, "please just be-"
"Don't talk! I'm the one who will speak!" hissed Bellatrix as she slapped Harry across the face.
Ron quickly shut his mouth as he gave on apologizing glance towards Harry. He hadn't
meant to put Harry in any more pain
Harry gave him a forgiving glance back and shut his eyes.
Bellatrix leaned on top of Harry and placed her warm lips against Harry's cold ones. Harry murmured in protest as she tried to deepen the kiss, thrusting her tongue into his mouth.
Ron closed his eyes- he couldn't bare to watch his friend being molested like that.
"Come on Potter, don't fight it."
"Stop," Harry whispered as he turned his head away from her.
"Harry you know what happens when you're a bad boy. Auntie Bella doesn't like it when you don't behave," Bellatrix moved her hands down to Harry's boxers and undid the button on the top.
"Wh-what do you want?" Harry asked. He could feel his breathing grow heavier and his member start to grow harder.
"You know what I want Harry." She slowly brushed her lips against his pale stomach. She let her face rise to his and she smiled a sweetly sick smile. "I want every inch of you. I want to know your mind, your soul, but mostly your body. I want you."
She gazed into his eyes- he glared back.
"There are some things, Auntie Bella that you just can't have."
Bellatrix laughed as she un-straddled the younger boy, standing on the floor next to him. She slowly unbuttoned her cloak, letting it slowly fall to the ground. Harry glanced at her in disgust- she wore a dark corset, covering only her most private parts. Red lace rimmed the outline of her thin figure.
She slowly started to circle Harry, a smile smugly placed on her face. "Now, Harry. I know that you have grown up without a father to explain this to you but maybe it's best to learn by experience. There comes a time in every man's life when he is forced to do things that he may not willingly like to do. This is one of those times."
Bellatrix once again straddled Harry. "Now, you may not want to give up certain information, but too bad that you are going to have to."
Bellatrix lowered her head to Harry's chest, licking his flesh gently.
"Wow, Harry. You taste better then any man I have ever had before."
"You- you haven't had anything yet, Bellatrix! Get the hell off me!" Harry screamed weakly.
Bellatrix shot up in anger. "I haven't had anything yet? Harry, hun, incase you haven't realized- I've had everything. Why do you think you are here? You are nothing-"
"Shut up!" Ron screamed. "Just shut up!"
Bellatrix turned from Harry and walked over to Ron. "You know nothing of this boy! You think he cares a knut for you? He doesn't. You know nothing. Stay out of it boy unless you want the same thing to happen to you."
Ron quietly looked down to the ground, tears entering his eyes.
Bellatrix smiled at him and turned away. "That's what I thought."
"Wait! I do know something! I know that Harry is the best thing that has ever happened to my life and your ugly arse can't change that."
Bellatrix paused in her tracks and furiously turned around to Ron. "How dare you? You are going to pay."
A wand suddenly appeared in her hand. She pointed it at Ron.
"NO!" Harry screamed. "NO! Don't, please!"
Bellatrix turned around and smiled wildly at Harry. "Right, famous Harry Potter, always standing up for his friends. Well, every crime deserves a punishment. Enjoy. Crucio!"
The curse hit Harry's body with a powerful sweep of pain. Agony rose over Harry's body- he couldn't hear Ron's or his own screams of pain.
"Stop it! Stop it!" Ron screamed at the body of evilness in front of him.
"Why do you care? It's not like it's you," Bellatrix retorted.
"But it should be," Ron whispered to himself.
He slowly looked away from the image of his best friend convulsing on the table and screaming in agony.
"Please, just stop," Ron moaned.
Bellatrix smiled, lifting the curse from Harry's body.
"Okay, Mr. Weasley. Since you asked so nicely. I'll leave you two boys alone for a little. Have fun, k?"
She walked out the room as calmly as she could, leaving her cloak behind. As she exited the door she swiftly began to run, getting lost in the endless corridors of Adflictation Lair.
When she was sure she was alone, she slowly looked at her burning arm.
"Shit," she whispered to herself- her master was calling.
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Voldemort slammed the mahogany double doors open, his fists clenched in angry balls of fury. He viciously walked down the long, red isle leading up to his kingly thrown, his faithful Death Eaters bowing their heads in obedience.
Voldemort whipped around, the tail of his deep red, fiber-ridden cloak swiftly slapping the face of his nearest Death Eater.
"Who knew? Who the hell knew that blasted woman's plan to bloody kidnap Potter?" Fury beyond any he had ever felt before rose up in the dark lord's chest
A death eater cloaked in darkness gulped and silently stepped forward.
"I did, master," a man's voice called from behind the cloak, "I knew what she was to do."
Voldemort looked at his shaking follower, vehemence burning in his red eyes.
"How dare you Rudolphus?" roared Voldemort viciously. "How dare you betray me? How dare you?"
"P-Please master, let me explain. You see-"
"Let you explain? How the hell can you explain betrayal? How the hell can you explain anything, you bastard."
"I-I was just trying to protect her, master. I-I knew what she was d-doing and I forever b-begged her not to go through with it, b-but she just wouldn't listen."
Voldemort smiled gently down at the trembling man in front of him. "Of course, I understand. I mean, who the hell wouldn't put their wives in front of me? I'll tell you who- my death eaters!" Voldemort screamed, slowly walking towards Rudolphus and pulling out a long sword.
He stood in front of Rudolphus, sword in hand.
"Bow to your master. Prove your loyalty," Voldemort said quietly, glaring down at his servant.
Rudolphus slowly got to his knees, his arms shaking in terror.
Voldemort sneered as his followers watched nervously.
Voldemort lowered the blade down to the younger man's neck.
"Master, please."
"Shut up, Rudolphus Lestrange! Bow to death?" Voldemort shrieked as his knife cleanly swept through his servant's flesh.
The death eaters shifted uncomfortably as a sniffle broke the silence.
Voldemort glared at them all. "That is the fate that awaits Bellatrix and anyone else who dares betray me. Now Severus, what were those plans that you had for the attack?"
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"Ron? Ron? Are you still there?" asked Harry just above a whisper. Bellatrix had left about three hours ago. Harry's voice seemed to be very dehydrated, Ron realized that he probably hadn't been give much water-or food- Ron had noticed how much thinner Harry was and couldn't help but think that he hadn't been given anything to eat either.
"Yes Harry, I am," replied Ron somberly.
"Good-don't-don't leave, okay, I'm scared." The last part seemed to take all of Harry's pride to say.
Ron felt tears burn at the corner of his eyes. What had Harry been going through? "I know, Harry. I'm so sorry I've failed you. I was supposed to rescue you- but I didn't."
"It's not your fault- I'm fine really."
"No you're not! How could you say you're fine? Harry you're littered in bruises, you-Harry- you look horrible."
"Stop," said Harry as loudly as his throat would manage.
"Harry why are you denying it? She beat you!"
"I'm just-just a bother. I-" Harry abruptly stopped talking as he fell into a fit of coughs.
"Harry," Ron said in a strained voice. He didn't know how he was ever going to let Harry know he was wanted- that he was loved.
"It's all right. I'm okay."
Ron nodded his head having no idea what to say.
"Harry, I'm going to get us out of here. I came here to help you so I'm going to try everything I can to save you. Even if I give my own life in the process."
"No, Ron, don't say that. You'll survive."
"Harry, what about yourself?"
Harry turned his head a little further so he could get a closer look towards Ron. "Ron. I'm dying. I'm not sure how much longer I'm going to make it."
Ron felt anger, sadness, and hope boil up inside of him. He started to pull at the invisible chains that were keeping his arms stationed above him. He was going to do everything to save Harry.
Ron heard screaming in the distance and stopped.
"STOP! RON! PLEASE!"
Suddenly a weight hit Ron in the stomach. It was Harry who was screaming for him. "Harry?" Ron asked in concern.
Harry was shaking violently on the platform; he had sweat pouring down his forehead.
"Ron," started Harry before a coughing fit overtook him again, "those-those shackles they-they make you get shocked." Harry finally finished and then closed his eyes in exhaustion.
"What? Harry wait, wake up! I don't understand. I didn't get shocked."
"Oh, um, that's good," Harry said weakly.
Realization struck Ron. "Harry, I'm so sorry. I didn't know."
"It didn't hurt that much- really."
Harry's eyes closed again, against his will, exhaustion taking over his body.
"Harry just please whatever you do- don't die. Stay, please stay. I'm going to find a way to get us out- trust me."
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