Harry was the first to wake up. He looked around but all he saw was darkness. "Ron, Hermione are you alright?" He called out hoping to get an answer. His head snapped to the left as he hears scuffling on the floor and then a small groan.
"I'm alright Harry. But I think they took Ron." Hermione's voice sounded small and pain filled. "How could we have been so stupid? Letting down our guard in a room full of Phoenix's. How stupid are we?" She let out another groan and fell silent, lost in thought.
Harry sighed. "I knew we should have never come. Lord Voldemort gave us a choice and we chose poorly. We will now pay the price for our ignorance. How long must this charade go on before the war is over? How long do we have to pretend?". He was tired of all the senseless violence and death that seemed to follow him and his friends these days. He longed for a time when the most he had to worry about was getting a poor grade in Potions or not getting his homework turned in on time.
"Harry, you can't blame yourself. We were young and foolish back then. We had no idea what we were doing. How could we? It's not like anyone ever cared to explain things to us. We were the golden trio. Saviors of the wizarding world. But that is all we were. They never considered the fact that we were just kids. When we started to attend Hogwarts that all ended. We were no longer kids. We were weapons to be used against the most powerful evil our world had ever seen." She let out a snort and moved to where Harry was sitting. "Come on Harry. Give us some credit for trying to make things right. They will soon know what they created by taking away our childhoods. But, at the same time, they will know that we never betrayed them." Her voice was soft and soothing.
Harry gave her a sad smile. "Your right. They created us and it's time they realized it." He was silent for a moment then left out a chuckle. "I pity the fool that has the job of dealing with Ron. He is going to tear them apart." He can't help the smirk that formed on his lips. He wrapped his arms around her and held her, gently. "You know I love you right? We will make it through this. We have our son to think about now. So we have to get out of here alive. Our son will not have the life I had. A life without his parents." He whispered.
She smiled and snuggled into his embrace. "I hope Andor is alright with Olie. He is always such a hand full. And yes I know you love me. I love you too, Harry." Hermione just continued to lean against her husband of a year, lost in thought and drawing strength from him.
They sat there for what seemed like hours. Both are brought out of their thoughts when the door opened and someone was throw in. The person stumbled and landed painfully on his butt. He let out a groan and looked around. His eyes adjusting to the darkness.
Harry watched the figure before a glint of red caught his attention. "Did you hurt them badly, Ron?" He asked his best friend and godfather to his son.
Ron turned towards the voice and finally his eyes adjusted to see Harry and Hermione. He grinned and stood, rubbing his butt. "They tried to get me to see the light and the sins of my deeds. Lost cause. I basically told them to get bent." He said as he slid down next to Harry with his back resting against the wall. "They even brought Ginny in to try and convince me. She ended up cursing me and storming out." He shrugged and leaned his head back against the wall.
Hermione reached over Harry and patted Ron's leg. "Everything will be ok, Ron. We will get out of here. Our Lord will not leave his three horsemen of the Apocalypse in the custody of the Order. We are too valuable to him." She looked down at towards the floor, thinking about Andor.
Ron offered her a small smile. "Like you said Mione, we will get out of here and you guys will be back to rasing little Andy to be the best wizard he can be. With my help of course. Fred and George will be around too." He thought about the twins. They had joined the Order of the Raven a little over a year and a half ago. They wanted to see what their little brother and his friends were up to and they proved to be valuable to Voldemort. They now spent their time making up weapons for the Dark Lord.
Harry nodded and placed his free arm around Ron and drew him into a three way hug. "Now, Lets draw up a plan to get out of here." He says in mock cheerfulness.
All three of them sat in the hug. Not a sound is made. They appeared to be mute but further investigation would prove that they were talking to each other through their minds. And at this moment they were devising a plan to get out of wherever they were. Just as the final details are in place the door opens again and a figure stands in it. They squint at the bright light and are able to make out some features of the man. He had messy black hair but not greasy like Snape's and he was well built. A frown was etched on his once smiling face. The three of them share a look and nods before Harry speaks. "Hello Sirius, Its been awhile."