(A/N: second chappie today, folks!)

Haley's POV:

"What was the vision, boss?" asked a Death Eater that was undoubtedly Draco Malfoy.

"He pictured the girl being taken by me, held hostage, and me having my wand to her head," Voldemort cackled.

"You are sick people! SICK!" I screamed.

"Neh, we're all perfectly healthy," laughed a woman. Probably some Lestrange.

Nobody laughed with her except Voldemort. But once Voldemort laughed, everyone did. Not me, though. Being tied to a pole, helpless, about to die, risking your friend's father's life… I just couldn't see the humor in it.

"Can I stand up? My b-butt hurts," I whined. Really, it did.

"No," said Voldemort. "But I can end your pain." He raised his wand,

"No really, I can live with a sore butt, as long a-as I'm a-alive." I stuttered nervously.

I started crying silently, again. For me, for Chris's dad, Chris, and a bunch of other reasons I just couldn't put my finger on. Tears cascaded down my cheeks. One entered my mouth and the taste of the salt made me want to puke.

The Death Eaters were playing with my wand, tossing it back and forth, and seeing how far they could bend it.

"S-s-s-s-s-stop!" I tried to scream.

"Snap it, snap it, snap it, snap it, snap it," they began a chant.

Voldemort made the light screen again. Words were passing over the screen. I couldn't make them out because Voldemort was father away this time.

"Snap it, snap it, snap it, snap it, snap it, snap it, snap it, snap it,"

If I could just see Chris's thoughts…

"SNAP IT, SNAP IT, SNAP IT, SNAP IT, SNAP IT,"

If they could give me my wand…

"Snap it, snap it, SNAP IT, SNAP IT! SNAP IT! SNAP IT!"

If the Death Eaters would…

"SHUT UP!" yelled Voldemort. "Don't snap it, we need that wand!"

"Yes, master," The words echoed across the room.

"I have an announcement to make," Voldemort cleared his throat. "The boy isn't telling his father. Instead, he's coming soon to try to rescue the loved one."

"Will he be alone?" A scratchy-voiced Death Eater asked.

"No. He will be accompanied by several other stupid children."

Whoops of joy filled the "lair".

"How does he know where to go?" asked a Death Eater.

"The vision will lead him," I could tell Voldemort was getting testy.

"What if-"

"STOP ASKING QUESTIONS!" Voldemort yelled loudly, and angrily.

I felt something in my mouth. I couldn't swallow it. I coughed until it went down. It was a dust ball. Ew. My mouth must've been open for a LONG time, I guess. I couldn't believe it. Chris was coming, and bring OTHER people with him! Not good. When would he arrive?

A small, whispered, "Hey HayHay!" above and behind me told me that Chris was here.

(A/N: My second chappie, finished in one sitting! It's been a long time, and I'm so glad I'm back on FanFic… I hope my 4 Small, Dark World KIND reviewers come back… haha… only 4…. I'm soooo pathetic. I NEED MORE REVIEWERS PEOPLES! I love my fantastic originalf our, and I would like you guys to come back… please… I'm pleading… I 3 you people! I need your reviews! Small, Dark World needs you and so does Haley Krum! I need more reviewers also… hm… Oh yes, and, my 1 not-so-kind reviewer… I think you know who you are… thanks for the "thoughtful" input but, you are what I need at the moment, thanks.