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Bed time for me but i decided to give a quick update!
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The next day all four teens joined the rest of the camp in what was called the yard, where they spent the day moving rocks, planting food or for some of the woman pleasing the death eaters in charge, luck again would be on the girls side for not once did a death eater look their way.
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"Where are you taking me!" demanded Lily and she was dragged from the room she had known to be home for the last 12 years.
"You'll see!" said Lenstrange as he forced her to move.
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"Hello Harry." said Death as Harry entered the dream world.
"Death!" he said suprised, having not seen her in awhile.
"I've come to let you know that I am protecting them for as long as I can. A friend of mine, Fortuna has agreed to plant some luck on your friends. It will buy you some time, not much but hopefully enough." said Death.
All Harry could do was thank her as he started to wake.
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Don sat in the muggle pub awaiting to hopefully not meet his doom.
He heard the bell ring over the door, signaling some one just entering. He looked up and in black cloaks he saw Bolt and Thunder enter.
"Don." Bolt said with disgust.
"Listen Bolt I'm not here to fight." said Don, with an equal amount of animosity.
"Boys!" yelled Thunder, making them both sit.
"What do you know?" asked Bolt, getting right to the point.
"All the slave camps have been combined into one, it's called Tarantos. All four of them are there and Bolt I think your mother is as well." said Don.
"Do you know if they are hurt? Is it possible to buy them like you did with Zizi." asked Bolt.
"I do not know of their welfare and I do not think it wise to try and buy them." replied Don.
"Then what." asked Bolt, angry.
Don and Thunder sat back in their seats, thinking the exact same thing till Bolt looked at both of them, his embrald eyes lite with fire, "We take over the camp."
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"GET OFF OF ME!" yelled Ginny as she was being dragged away from her brother, her friends for another auction.
"Fith!" yelled the death eater back handing her!
"Fine if you won't go then he will." said another death eater grabbing Ron and throwing Ginny to the ground.
"RON!" yelled the girls as he was dragged away.
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Ron found himself on a stage, people bidding on him. He watched with a sneer, he had to be strong, he knew if he was 'sold' then that was it, that it was over.
"85 Gallons!" yelled a man Ron did not know. "Sold!" yelled the auctioneer.
His face went pale, his luck ran out as he felt new chains wrapping themselves around his wrist, ankles and neck. This was it.
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Ginny sat in her cell along with Hermione and Luna, all three girls in tears. Ron had not been back all day, they knew what that meant, he had been sold or killed or on his way to being killed. But all that mattered was that they may never see him again.
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"How long are we going to need to prepare?" asked Thunder, as she and Bolt walked out of the pub, Don right behind them.
"I'd say a month but I don't think we have that time." replied Bolt, looking at Don who nodded in agreement.
"So then how are we going to do this?" asked Thunder.
"I'm holding an Order meeting tomorrow, the goblins and house elves will be there. As soon as we are assembled we will strike." Replied Bolt who then turned to Don.
"You need to stay put, we'll call you when we can." said Bolt.
Don hated taking orders from him but knew his cover would be blown unless he did as Bolt said, so with a nod of his head he left the small group.
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Ron was lead through the large castle, where the death eaters lived. His new 'master' yanking on the chain as they walked.
"Sir," said a death eater approaching the man who held Ron's chain.
"Speak." replied the man.
"Our Lord wants a meeting now." replied the other man.
"I will be there in a moment. I'm just dropping off my new property to get acquainted with his housing mate." replied the man holding Ron's chain, the other man nodded and left.
"Keep moving" said the man pulling on the chain, jerking Ron forward.
Soon they arrived at an odd looking wooden door where a guard stood in front off. The guard opened the door allowing the master and slave to walk in.
The room was luxurious, done up with fine silks and other fine things. Ron was pulled to a wall that sat across from a bed and was pushed down to the ground. Connected to the wall was a long chain with a cuff on the end that was connected to Ron's ankle.
"I'll be back." said the man in an even tone before turning around and walking out.
Ron looked around the room, and noticed some one, or something with red hair, almost like his own was sleeping on the bed.
"Bloody hell." he whispered as he understood exactly where he was.
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A week went by in Tarantos and the girls luck was seemingly coming to an end. They had no word from Ron at all, every other day one of them was trying to be sold off. Ginny almost was but had made a wise crake that may have cost her 10 lashings but she was still alive.
Every night the girls wept for Ron. Hermione seemed to have lost it, she admitted to Ginny that she truly was in love with Ron and that she would make the death eaters pay if he was dead, which all signs pointed towards.
Another week went by and still there was no word. The girls where being worked harder, they dared not make any friends for the very next day that same person could be dead or sold. Their hope was running out, the clouds seemed grey, the food was short and the beatings where longer, especially for Ginny, she seemed to take the most of them, to protect her friends, like Harry would.
"What we do to deserve this?" asked Hermione one night in the cell, She had a small scar running down her neck from that day.
"I donno Hermes but I sure wish I did." replied Ginny.
The very next day the girls where woken up and dragged out side, but surprisingly not to work. They along with all the other occupants where lined up out side. One by one a doctor was deciding their fate. The ones looking to weak where killed, those to young where taken and killed, but those who where health, and still able to work like the girls where branded like cattle. It was a smaller dark mark, burnt right onto their left hand. Later Hermione pointed out that at least with some powerful lotions it would go away, at least if they ever got out.