Trouble

None of them expected what had come. None of them could properly figure out what had happened. Before they could react, they were looking up at Harrison and other important members of the Ministry at court. Harrison looked down at them, a glint of enjoyment in his eyes.

A goblin with spiky red hair unrolled a piece of parchment and began to read:

"You've all been brought before the Minister of Magic to face punishment for the following: Smuggling a mass murderer into our world. Keeping a fugitive in your home and for conspiring against your own Ministry."

Harrison stood from his seat, looking very disappointed. He shook his head. Neville, Harry, Ron, Draco and Hermione looked up at him. Only one person could have told him about their plans. Ginny.

"I'm very disappointed to see you all here. An all-star Quidditch player, our own very skilled Defender and the Ministry's two best Aurors. I never would have imagined," Harrison's tone was sad but mocking.

Neville, hating Harrison with a passion couldn't contain his anger. "You sack of shit!" he yelled furiously. "You're lucky there's people here or you would've been dead by now!"

"Longbottom, please don't make me add another offense to your already long list of crimes." Harrison replied sitting back down. "Since I'm so generous, I'm going to set you free, Longbottom. To prove that Malfoy is innocent. You accomplish this, and it will all be over. If not, tough luck on your part."

Harrison's eyes met with Harry's. "As for the rest of them… SEND THEM TO AZKABAN!"

Everyone finally broke out into yells of protest. Harry managed to break free and ran up to the podium where Harrison was. To everyone's surprise, he fell to his knees.

"Please, I am begging you," he said in a voice that was full of desperation. "Please let Hermione go. She had nothing to do with this. She had no idea."

"Harry! Harry don't!" Hermione protested. She couldn't be separated from him. "Please! Harry!"

"Please, take me but whatever you do, please don't send her there."

Harrison sighed. Harry really did love her… Of course.

"Let her go, but the three of them must go to Azkaban!" Harrison ordered.

Hermione quickly ran to her husband, gathering him into her arms. He placed a gentle kiss on her cheek. Their goodbye was short since one of the Aurors grabbed Harry by the collar and pulled him up.

"Wait!" Harrison called out. "Let Potter's wife lock him up."

Harry stared up at Harrison, his eyes burned with hatred for him. Hermione sullenly took hold of his arm and led him out of the room. Ron and Draco never said a word as they were led and taken to a wharf. From far away, in the middle of the vast sea, they could see an island. An island full of darkness and emptiness. Azkaban.

×××××

Almost an hour of being locked up by his wife, Harry felt rage boil inside of him. It wasn't because Hermione locked him, Draco and Ron in their cell but because Harrison had enjoyed their moment of weakness and the way Harry had begged.

On the small broken cot lay Draco; absent-mindedly looking up at the ceiling while Ron sat on the icy floor, his head rested against the wall. They hadn't said much. Harry stood looking out at the barred window. He wondered how Hermione was…

"Do you think Neville will be able to do it," Ron asked suddenly. His voice was strange as if he were in a daze.

No one answered him. Not because they didn't want to but because they didn't know. A lot of things could go either way. Ron sighed. He got up, brushing himself off.

"I hate this place," Draco mumbled. "I've only been here once and I hate it. I absolutely hate it."

"It's all Ginny's fault. If she hadn't told that scumbag you were back, we wouldn't be here," Ron scoffed.

"She's your sister," Draco replied edgily.

"Pfft so? It really is—"

In one swift motion, Draco was holding a very frightened Ron by the collar, pinning him against the wall. Fire burned in the pale blonde's eyes.

"Don't. You. Dare," he said trying to keep himself from beating Ron to a pulp. "Don't you dare blame her!"

"Okay!" Ron rasped. "Okay I'm sorry, please let go." He may have been buff but just seeing the fire in Draco's eyes was enough to stop him.

"You're pathetic," Harry spoke without turning to them. "We've just gotten here and already you two are starting to turn on each other."

Ron and Draco hung their heads in shame. Harry was right. Sighing, Ron sat back down. They shouldn't even be worrying. Neville would never let them down, right?

×××××

He should've known she'd throw a fit. As soon as he came home, she ran to him, slapping him, hitting him as much as she could. Tears fell from her eyes with every slap and punch she threw but her tears made her weak…

He grabbed her by the wrists but not to hurt her. He knelt down with her as she fell to her knees clutching at the hem of her shirt. He moved her hair away from her face.

"You… You sent him… How could you," she sobbed.

"It's the law," was all he replied. "It's the law."

Author's Note: Well sorry for the wait... And I also apologize because the two chapters aren't my best work... I just hope you thought it was okay... They've been discovered! I wonder how it's going to go down... Lol I've still got a lot to write... --Sigh-- Oh, just to let you know, incase I haven't already said, I've decided that instead of daily updates, to update every Friday, that is if I have time. If I don't do it Friday, I'll do it over the weekend. Once again, if I have time. As for now, I think I should lie down because I've got a HUGE headache... So please don't forget to review... Maybe it'll clear away the pain