They walked forward together, ready to grab onto each other if the floor fell again. They walked around and around… they passed a picture of an old lady with a slug up her nose… the turned right and left and right again… Harry lost track. They turned another corner, and Harry saw a picture of an old lady with a slug up her nose….

"Kelly," Harry said, worried.

"I know," Kelly said, sighing and stopping. "We've been here before."

"How do we get out?"

"I don't even remember where the stairs to get down are, much less where the ones to go forward are."

"Couldn't we…? I mean…" Harry started.

"What?" Kelly persisted.

"Couldn't we… um… use magic to help us out?" Harry asked.

Kelly looked at him sternly, then grinned. "I can't believe I didn't think of it."

Harry smiled and they both took out their wands. Together they pointed them at the wall in front of them and yelled, "REDUCTO!"

The wall burst apart and they stepped through. The stairs were ahead.

"Finally!" Kelly exclaimed.

They rushed toward the stairs, then hit something so solid it knocked them both backwards and onto the floor. Harry grabbed his nose; it was bleeding. Kelly, beside him, wasn't moving.

"Kelly?" Harry asked, trying to get to her without dripping blood on her. "Kelly, you okay?"

She didn't answer.

Harry felt her neck for a pulse. There was something there. Then--

"GET YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF ME!"

Harry backed away so fast he hit his head on… air? There was nothing there. He lifted his hand and felt the blank area, but his hand hit a wall of some kind.

"Do you like it?" Kelly said, smirking as she stood. "I had Lucius put it in just so you would brake your nose."

"Voldemort," Harry whispered. He'd seen this before.

"Harry Potter." Voldemort smirked again. "You won't get them. It's eleven o'clock and you've got a ways to go. I'll be surprised if you even get out yourself."

"What do you mean?" Harry asked.

"Well, the things ahead are much more deadly and terrifying than the ones you've left behind," Voldemort explained menacingly.

"Well, Kelly and I will still take them on," Harry said.

"You know, you might have to go on alone."

"Why's that?"

"Because I don't have to leave her. I could stay here and have my Death Eaters come kill her. I could stand right here and refuse to move until--excuse me, if--you get to your friends."

"Get out of her," Harry said through gritted teeth.

Voldemort laughed. "What, have I found a soft spot? I'll have to have Bellatrix make a note of that…."

The name alone made Harry's insides burn with anger. "Go away."

"Okay," Voldemort said to Harry's surprise. "Bye!"

Voldemort started walking off in Kelly's body.

Harry pulled out his wand. "Accio!"

Voldemort came zooming back. Harry just glared at him, and Voldemort glared right back. Neither moved for what seemed like an eternity, each one's hate for the other overpowering the ability, or indeed the need, to move.

"One hour, Potter," Voldemort finally said. "One hour, and they're gone."

Kelly went stiff again, then fell on the ground. Harry didn't move to help her up, his anger on Voldemort too great. Harry glared at the invisible wall as if it was Voldemort himself.

Harry yelled in his anger and kicked the invisible wall, making his foot ache with pain. "AAAARRRRGGGG!"

Kelly slowly sat up and shook her head. "What happened? The wall! Do you know how to get through?"

"No!" Harry exclaimed, hopping on one foot.

"We have to get to it to find Ron and Hermione," Kelly said. "They're not far, I know it!"

"Like I didn't know!" Harry said grouchily. This place was only seven stories high. They had to be on one of the floors.

Kelly glared at him. She took out her wand and pointed it at his foot. She said a spell and the pain in Harry's foot vanished. "There's got to be another way around."

Kelly started tapping the walls. A hollow sound came from the first place she tapped, and Harry thought they'd struck gold on the first try, but Kelly kept going. Hollow sound, hollow sound, hollow sound… solid sound.

Kelly stepped back and pointed her wand at the wall. "Reducto!"

The wall exploded and was gone. Kelly walked right through without even feeling for an invisible wall. "C'mon!" she called. "I see the stairs!"

Harry followed her through and they slowly treaded up the stairs, listening for the slightest sound out of place. When he and Kelly reached the top, they peered cautiously around. The whole floor was one big, empty room. There was a door over to their left and the stairs near there.

"I don't like this," Harry whispered.

Kelly shook her head in agreement.

Slowly, they started across the room, there eyes fixed on that door. They crept toward the stairs, and they had almost reached them when the door slowly creaked open.

Harry and Kelly stopped dead, barely daring to move or breathe. Harry's head told him to move, but his feet were glued to the ground.

BANG! The wall exploded on the other side of the room. An angry roar. Harry and Kelly stood there, frozen with fear, as a huge shadow emerged from the opening. Pound. Pound. Pound. Pound. Giant footsteps were coming.

Go! Harry's brain told him again. Now! Now would be a good time to leave!

But Harry's brain didn't seem to be getting to his feet. It seemed Kelly's weren't either--until they saw what the giant monstrosity was as it stumbled through the opposite wall.

"GO!" Kelly screamed, but no sooner had she said than all the stairs at once disappeared. She and Harry fell onto the cold floor, but stood up almost immediately.

They were trapped in a room with a troll and no way of escape.

So Harry thought.

"THE DOOR!" Kelly yelled.

She and Harry raced toward the door, but it shut in their faces, a lock turning loud and clear. They looked at each other, horrified, and slowly turned to face the troll. They both reached into their robes for their wands, and as one gasped. They were gone.

Now they were stuck in a room with a troll with no wands and no means of escape.

At least, that's what Harry thought.

The troll was nearing them, and a sickening crunch came from under its feet; Harry and Kelly's wands were smashed. It raised its club high above it's big head.

"THE WALL!" Kelly yelled, pulling Harry aside from the monster's blow.

They raced toward the wall, but it was rebuilding itself as they ran. By the time they reached it, it towered above them.

So now they were trapped in a room with a troll without their wands, and definitely no means of escape.

The troll, meanwhile, was just now realizing it hadn't hit anything. It turned it's big, stupid self looking for its prey, while Harry and Kelly seemed to cower in a corner. What else could they do? There was no way they could defend themselves.

The troll saw them after several moments and started trudging toward them. Pound. Pound. Pound. Pound.

Is this how you're going to end it? Harry asked himself. Are you going to die hiding in a corner, with the girl you like thinking you're a coward?

No. He had to do something. He didn't know what, but he wasn't going to die a coward. It was the same thing the night Voldemort came back. Now he just didn't have his wand, and he was facing something much uglier.

Harry stepped forward, not at all sure what he was going to do. Maybe he could lure the troll away….

Someone grabbed his hand. "We can do it."

Harry turned to face Kelly. He looked at her face for a long time. She was looking at him like there was still hope. He couldn't help it; he smiled. Whatever they did, they'd do it together.

The troll raised its club, and Kelly and Harry moved out of the way. The troll stood there for a few moments, not sure where they went, giving them time to work out a plan.

"Uh…" Kelly thought out loud. "I'll… I'll distract it or something. You… um… I don't know what we can do without wands…."

"We can do it," Harry reminded her.

She smiled and nodded. The troll turned to them. Kelly walked forward, then started moving away little by little once she had the troll's attention. The troll followed her with its eyes, then when she moved to far out of view, turned its big body to face her again. The troll now had its back to Harry.

Think… Harry told himself. Come on… it's the perfect opportunity. What can I do…?

And for the second time in his life, when dealing with trolls, he did something that was both very brave and very stupid. He ran up behind the troll and jumped, grabbing its waist, because it was so tall. This was not what Harry had planned. The troll, however, seemed oblivious to the new addition. Harry quickly grabbed its shoulders and pulled himself up to its neck. The troll was just getting an inkling that something might be wrong. It was turning its head slightly, trying to figure out what was different.

Harry climbed onto the trolls shoulder, one leg around each side of its neck, grabbed its neck, and sat there. He looked at Kelly for some kind of instruction, and she nodded and ran around.

The troll, however, was no longer interested in her. It was well aware something was on its back, and now refusing to let go. It swung its head angrily, trying to shake Harry off. Harry kept his hands around its neck, now looking away because it smelled horrible. The troll stopped shaking momentarily, as if to make sure something really was on its back, and Harry grabbed its ears and pulled away. The troll howled in pain and started trying to shake Harry off again. Then it howled again and started hopping on one foot; Kelly must have done something.

The troll, being as stupid as it was, started tottering dangerously. Harry quickly removed his feet from around the troll's neck, so as not to get them smashed. The troll hopped around some more, then teetered and started to fall to Harry's left. Harry jumped off the troll and out of harm's way just before he heard a crash, signaling the troll's fall.

A scream.

Oh no… Harry thought. Without having to turn around, he knew what had happened.

He dashed over to the troll and search around it. Near the stomach, Kelly's lower body was trapped, and the troll didn't look like it would be moving soon. Her face was contorted with pain, and she was staring immensely where her leg would have been, had a troll not been covering it.

Harry grabbed her arms and tried to pull her out, but he should have known; he was no match for a troll's weight. Kelly looked at him as he stepped away, trying to think of something to do. She looked back at the troll, then sighed.

"There's nothing else…"

"What?" Harry asked.

"Come here," Kelly ordered. Harry walked closer. She took his hand and looked into his eyes.

Blackness.