Disclaimer in Chapter One.

Chapter Six

Harry woke up feeling very sore. The mysterious man was gone again. He was still chained to the floor on the uncomfortable lumpy mattress. The room he was in was still windowless and dark.

He remembered the man pinning him to the floor. He also remembered the pain that followed. He was glad that was over. But he hoped the man, nor anyone else would come back.

He just wished they'd let him go. He wished he knew if the Dursley's were okay. He wished he knew if he'd be okay. He wished this were some night mare that he would wake from at any moment.

But the soreness he felt told him it was not something he would wake from and find himself back at the Dursley's in his own bed. And not chained to the floor. And there was more light. And he had his glasses with him.

He wished this all made more sense. He wished he wasn't sore. That he didn't hurt.

He wanted to see his mates, and family, and his godfather, and Remus, and his teachers.

Harry slowly drifted to sleep. He was exhasted.

HARRY POTTER HARRY POTTER HARRY POTTER HARRY POTTER HARRY POTTER

The search continued, but there was no new information. Sirius felt a little better after the talk with Remus, but not much. He was still very worried bout Harry. He was tired, but he couldn't sleep. He had no appitite, but everyone made sure he ate at least two meals a day.

Ron, Ginny, and Hermione all continued to write notes for their friend.

They were currently reading the Daily Prophet.

Boy-Who-Lived's Mates Letter's Continue

More letters continue to be sent to the Daily Prophet by Headmaster Albus Dumbledore. Here's the latest one.

Dear Harry,

I love you, and I miss you. I can't wait to see you again. I hope you are doing well. Things are crazy here. Everyone continues t search for you. And we will not stop searching until we find you.

I love you, your mate,

Hermione

HARRY POTTER HARRY POTTER HARRY POTTER HARRY POTTER HARRY POTTER

Harry awoke to footsteps coming up the hallway again. He hoped it wouldn't be like last time.

There was the clanking sound again as the key unlocked the door, and the door opened slowly again, revealng bright light.

Harry had to shield his eyes again with his chained arm. The door slowly closed as a mysterious person stepped through.

This person stepped closer to Harry, and threw something at Harry. As his eyes adjusted to the room, he looked at what was thrown at him.

It looked like a news paper. The Daily Prophet, maybe.

The man stepped a few paces closer.

"Do you know what this is?" The man asked. He was different from the first man who had come to the room. This man was a little shorter. He seemed to have lighter hair.

Harry hesitated. "A news paper?"

"Yes, read it!" The mysterious man demanded.

Harry hesitated again. "I can't. I don't have my glasses."

The man nelt in front of Harry and Harry got a closer look t him. Yes, this man had lighter hair than the other, and a scar down his face. The man hit Harry accross the face making him stagger little.

"Its an article on your abduction. There is a note from a friend of yours on it. Ron, I believe it says." The man stated.

Harry wanted to scream of happiness. This proved to him, they were looking for him. Maybe he'd find out what the aticle said. Maybe this man would read it to him.

But the man grabbed the paper up and took out his wand and said the spell to make the paper burn.

"They are going to give up soon!" The man said. "Then you will have nothing to hope for. They are too cowardly to come and retrieve you. Soon they shall forget about you. Soon they will move on."

Harry wanted to cry. He couldn't believe what this man was saying. He wouldn't. His friends wouldn't do that to him.

before he could think more on this the man forced him back down. This man did the same as the one had before...

End of Chapter Six