Chapter 7
When Malfoy and his group of Death Eaters returned, Voldemort informed all the Death Eaters that they could do whatever they wanted to Harry, as long as they didn't kill him, or permanently damage him.
That had been 2 weeks ago. Since then Harry had been cursed, mainly with Crucio and also with some other Dark curses. He had also been forced to drink different potions, all to do different things, Ranging from making every curse and blow 10 times worse to making him relive all his worst memories. But everyday he had been given a potion to keep him conscious. So he didn't have any release from the torture.
But what most of the Death Eaters seemed to enjoy the most was to physically beat him. He was sure that most of his bones were broken. He had lost all feeling in his arms, which were chained to the wall above him. He also knew that most of his ribs were broken because it was very painful to breath.
It had been Lucius Malfoy that had brought him down here and chained him to the wall. He also had a repeat of what had happened on his first night as a slave.
Voldemort had removed the silencing charm before he was taken to the dungeon so that the Death Eaters could hear him beg. Every time a Death Eater came into the room he would ask where the Weasleys were and if they were OK. But they would never answer his questions.
He was starting to think that Voldemort was trying to break him so that there would be no more interruptions from him in any Death Eater meetings he was present at.
But today was different, he had gotten use to Death Eaters coming in at random hours of the day and torturing him then leaving. But today a Death Eater he didn't know came in and unlocked him from the wall.
Not bothering to catch him the Death Eater just let Harry drop to the floor, making him cry out in pain, from his broken left leg and right ankle as well as a shattered right knee.
The Death Eaters grabbed him by his arm and dragged him out of the cell. Outside Lucius Malfoy was waiting for them. Malfoy forced another potion down his throat to keep him conscious then lead them out of the dungeons, to a portrait that Harry recognised as the entrance to the kitchen. The door was opened and he was thrown in.
Only when he heard the door slam behind him did he relax on the ground. After a moment he managed to work up enough energy to raise is head to see who was around. But no one was in the room, and he didn't think anyone would hear him if he called out so he lay back down on the floor for the night.
Harry lay where he had been drop unable to sleep for the remainder of the night, till the other slaves started to come out to make breakfast, when all the candles lit as the first person came in Harry quickly closed his eyes to protect them from the light, after 2 weeks in darkness. But because his eyes were closed he didn't see the half asleep child walk over and accidentally trip over him, sending the child sprawling on the ground and causing Harry to cry out in pain.
This made everyone stop and look towards them and the few people that hadn't made it out to the kitchen yet to come running. Everyone just stared at the two on the ground, making no move to help either.
Harry managed to roll onto his back. He looked around the room at everyone. "Oh come on I can't look that bad." At that moment Mrs Weasley managed to get to the front of the crowd. She ran over to him and knelt down beside him like he had done to her weeks before.
"Harry.oh Harry I'm so sorry. I." "Mrs Weasley, you couldn't have known, and I didn't have to move. I choose to." "Well let's not argue about it now." Arthur came up behind his wife. "Lets get Harry off the floor."
Molly backed off and Bill came up behind her and picked Harry up off the floor, then walked into the next room. Harry trying to keep his mind off the pain that his wounds were giving him, looked around the room and saw Dumbledore lying where he had been two weeks before.
"How's he doing?" Harry asked. "We think he's getting better. All his injuries have healed and he's been waking up more often, but even that's only every few days, so we think he is getting better. But right now it is you that we should be worried about."
Bill lay him down on a nearby bed on the bed and he was able to see the people that had followed them into the room. The whole Weasley family plus Hermione and Luna.
Not use to so much attention Harry complained when Mrs Weasley started fusing over him again. "Look I'm fine I just need a few days sleep and I will be right as rain." He said, trying to sit up. "Harry Potter you will lie down and be quiet or I will tie you to this bed and leave you there till you are better. Is that clear?" She said. "Yes Ma'am."
He lay back down and waited till Mrs Weasley had finished checking him for injuries. From what she could see without magic. He had a broken left leg, broken right ankle, shattered right knee. A few broken ribs, his wrists were raw from being chained to the wall, his back was covered in welts from being whipped and he was covered in bruises. Also his right arm was fractured.
After she told everyone what injuries they tried to work out what they could do about them without magic.
"Well.we could use Muggle methods but without bandages we wouldn't get very far." Hermione said. "We could ask for some." Luna suggested. "No. That would just give Voldemort a reason to hurt you." Harry said.
There was a long silence while everyone thought.
"Harry you can do wandless magic?" Ron asked. "No. Anyway Voldemort made sure that I couldn't do any type of magic." He showed them the collar around his neck. "Why don't we use wooden spoons and cloths to make splints on the broken bones just to give them I small chance to heal." Ginny said. "That could work, but not for a long period of time." Mrs Weasley answered. "But it's the best idea we have so lets use it till we have a long term solution."
So they spent the rest of the morning looking for decent materials to make splints to set Harry's broken limbs.
When Malfoy and his group of Death Eaters returned, Voldemort informed all the Death Eaters that they could do whatever they wanted to Harry, as long as they didn't kill him, or permanently damage him.
That had been 2 weeks ago. Since then Harry had been cursed, mainly with Crucio and also with some other Dark curses. He had also been forced to drink different potions, all to do different things, Ranging from making every curse and blow 10 times worse to making him relive all his worst memories. But everyday he had been given a potion to keep him conscious. So he didn't have any release from the torture.
But what most of the Death Eaters seemed to enjoy the most was to physically beat him. He was sure that most of his bones were broken. He had lost all feeling in his arms, which were chained to the wall above him. He also knew that most of his ribs were broken because it was very painful to breath.
It had been Lucius Malfoy that had brought him down here and chained him to the wall. He also had a repeat of what had happened on his first night as a slave.
Voldemort had removed the silencing charm before he was taken to the dungeon so that the Death Eaters could hear him beg. Every time a Death Eater came into the room he would ask where the Weasleys were and if they were OK. But they would never answer his questions.
He was starting to think that Voldemort was trying to break him so that there would be no more interruptions from him in any Death Eater meetings he was present at.
But today was different, he had gotten use to Death Eaters coming in at random hours of the day and torturing him then leaving. But today a Death Eater he didn't know came in and unlocked him from the wall.
Not bothering to catch him the Death Eater just let Harry drop to the floor, making him cry out in pain, from his broken left leg and right ankle as well as a shattered right knee.
The Death Eaters grabbed him by his arm and dragged him out of the cell. Outside Lucius Malfoy was waiting for them. Malfoy forced another potion down his throat to keep him conscious then lead them out of the dungeons, to a portrait that Harry recognised as the entrance to the kitchen. The door was opened and he was thrown in.
Only when he heard the door slam behind him did he relax on the ground. After a moment he managed to work up enough energy to raise is head to see who was around. But no one was in the room, and he didn't think anyone would hear him if he called out so he lay back down on the floor for the night.
Harry lay where he had been drop unable to sleep for the remainder of the night, till the other slaves started to come out to make breakfast, when all the candles lit as the first person came in Harry quickly closed his eyes to protect them from the light, after 2 weeks in darkness. But because his eyes were closed he didn't see the half asleep child walk over and accidentally trip over him, sending the child sprawling on the ground and causing Harry to cry out in pain.
This made everyone stop and look towards them and the few people that hadn't made it out to the kitchen yet to come running. Everyone just stared at the two on the ground, making no move to help either.
Harry managed to roll onto his back. He looked around the room at everyone. "Oh come on I can't look that bad." At that moment Mrs Weasley managed to get to the front of the crowd. She ran over to him and knelt down beside him like he had done to her weeks before.
"Harry.oh Harry I'm so sorry. I." "Mrs Weasley, you couldn't have known, and I didn't have to move. I choose to." "Well let's not argue about it now." Arthur came up behind his wife. "Lets get Harry off the floor."
Molly backed off and Bill came up behind her and picked Harry up off the floor, then walked into the next room. Harry trying to keep his mind off the pain that his wounds were giving him, looked around the room and saw Dumbledore lying where he had been two weeks before.
"How's he doing?" Harry asked. "We think he's getting better. All his injuries have healed and he's been waking up more often, but even that's only every few days, so we think he is getting better. But right now it is you that we should be worried about."
Bill lay him down on a nearby bed on the bed and he was able to see the people that had followed them into the room. The whole Weasley family plus Hermione and Luna.
Not use to so much attention Harry complained when Mrs Weasley started fusing over him again. "Look I'm fine I just need a few days sleep and I will be right as rain." He said, trying to sit up. "Harry Potter you will lie down and be quiet or I will tie you to this bed and leave you there till you are better. Is that clear?" She said. "Yes Ma'am."
He lay back down and waited till Mrs Weasley had finished checking him for injuries. From what she could see without magic. He had a broken left leg, broken right ankle, shattered right knee. A few broken ribs, his wrists were raw from being chained to the wall, his back was covered in welts from being whipped and he was covered in bruises. Also his right arm was fractured.
After she told everyone what injuries they tried to work out what they could do about them without magic.
"Well.we could use Muggle methods but without bandages we wouldn't get very far." Hermione said. "We could ask for some." Luna suggested. "No. That would just give Voldemort a reason to hurt you." Harry said.
There was a long silence while everyone thought.
"Harry you can do wandless magic?" Ron asked. "No. Anyway Voldemort made sure that I couldn't do any type of magic." He showed them the collar around his neck. "Why don't we use wooden spoons and cloths to make splints on the broken bones just to give them I small chance to heal." Ginny said. "That could work, but not for a long period of time." Mrs Weasley answered. "But it's the best idea we have so lets use it till we have a long term solution."
So they spent the rest of the morning looking for decent materials to make splints to set Harry's broken limbs.