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Alrighty well thanks for the comments about the story! Here's chapter 7! I hope you like it
"When the hell am I going to get out of here?" Harry asked himself annoyed while he sat against the wall.
Harry had his plan almost figured out in his head . . . but the timing had to be precise, and he would defiantly need his wand; which he knew was in Voldemort's Storage Room, due to Nott's previous stupid questions.
"What if . . ." Harry thought remembering his conversation with Snape earlier that day "I could tap into Voldemort's mind?" Harry smiled slyly as he thought this "The only risk would be getting my timing right. Oh and getting my wand back." Harry thought to himself, before walking over to lie on his bench and sleep once more.
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"Ron, shouldn't we go talk to Dumbledore before we do anything?" Ginny asked as they continued talking through the feast.
"Why? So he can just tell us to let the Order take care of it?" Ron asked annoyed before grabbing a chicken leg from the plate in front of him.
"Yeah I guess . . ." Ginny said shrugging her shoulders.
"Ron, this just doesn't feel right. Maybe we should go talk to Dumbledore first." Hermione said avoiding eye contact with Ron, knowing this would upset him.
"You know what isn't right? Not having Harry sitting here talking to us." Ron said firmly.
"Well, I am afraid Voldemort is going to know we're coming." Ginny said quietly.
"Well don't be . . ." Ron answered "everything will be fine."
"How can you be so sure?" Hermione asked.
"Because we have to do this . . . for Harry." Ron said confidently "We're leaving tonight."
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Harry went over his escape plan in his head over and over again until he had it down just right. Harry, taking what Snape said about tapping into Voldemort's mind, to find the right time.
"Just clear your mind" Harry said to himself as he remembered Snape told him to do so in Occlumency lessons.
Then out of nowhere he had a 5 second glimpse of Voldemort, talking to his snake.
But that vision was soon over, and Harry was thrust backwards as he flew back into reality.
"Oh come on . . . come on . . . I can do this . . ." Harry thought to himself.
Harry entered Voldemort's mind again, except this time for about 30 seconds. A vision of Voldemort sitting, petting his snake came to Harry's mind. Voldemort then stood up, walked into another room, and started speaking to the other deatheaters.
Harry again was thrust backwards and hit the wall hard, leaving him with a headache.
"Just concentrate . . . "Harry thought to himself as he emptied his mind of thoughts and slowly entered Voldemort's mind one more time.
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"This is taking too long! Why isn't Potter giving up? I know he is strong but never before have I ever had such a . . ." Voldemort said aloud as he sat stroking his snake
"Well sir, he the prophecy did say . . ." Nott suggested from behind were Voldemort was sitting.
"Excuse me?" Voldemort asked, his temper rising fast.
"What? Oh nothing, nothing my Lord." Nott answered fearfully.
"CRUCIO!" Voldemort shouted the incantation directly a Nott.
Nott thrived and wiggled on the floor with pain as Voldemort watched.
"We must act. He wants to play games . . . oh then we'll play games." Voldemort's red eyes glittered in the moonlight as he said this. He stood up and walked through an empty room then into another room. But this room was filled with the rest of his followers.
"Lucius, I believe you told me that your son, Draco, had something to say?" Voldemort asked turning towards Lucius Malfoy.
"Yes my Lord, he has told me that he overheard a conversation from the mud-blood, the red-head, and the girl." Lucius Malfoy explained.
"And . . .?" Voldemort asked impatiently.
"He tells me that they are planning to rescue Potter . . . tonight." Lucius said with an evil smile.
"Well their saving us a trip now aren't they?" Voldemort said laughing coldly "Let's pay them a little visit."
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"Oh this is great." Harry said sarcastically as he left Voldemort's mind and sat starring off into space.
"Why the hell are they coming to save me? What are they thinking?" Harry asked himself as he ran his fingers through his brown hair "Wait a second . . . they were the ones who sent me Hedwig! Why didn't I think of it before?"
"I'm still not so sure of this . . ."Ginny said nervously as she and Hermione watched Ron rummage through Harry's trunk.
"Ginny! You want Harry back don't you?" Ron asked annoyed.
"Well ye-"Ginny answered interrupted by Ron.
"And you want him to be safe again right?"
"Of course, but-"
"Well then this is the only thing we can do is save him!"
"BUT-"
"No more buts." Ron answered closing Harry's trunk, in his hand . . . James Potter's old invisibility cloak.
Harry slept peacefully that night, as he knew he would, between the headaches and the amount of energy entering another's thoughts took up.
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"We are going to move tonight, while the others are grabbing Potter's friends. If they know where we are then they probably told Dumbledore and the Order!" Voldemort roared at the deatheaters.
"Nott go get Pott-"
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But Harry's dream was interrupted when a loud noise from behind him. Nott had slammed the door into the wall so hard it made the noise that awoke Harry. Harry was just sitting up when Nott quickly conjured tight ropes around Harry so he couldn't move.
Harry didn't know what to do. It was all happening so quickly, but thinking fast he stuck his hand behind him and lifted up. Nott's magical abilities were obviously not that great, because Harry quickly pulled out of the ropes and broke loose. Nott then realizing what had happened tried to cast spells at Harry but the only one he managed to hit Harry with, barely even scratched him.
"What the . . . ?" Nott said, but before he knew it Harry had ran towards the door stepping on Nott's fallen wand, snapped it in half and continued to run. Harry had no idea even where to go because he was on one of the top floors of his prison tower he had been kept in the past 3 weeks. Harry Ran down a hall that led to an old door with scratch marks on it. Harry opened the door slowly, to find an empty room. On each side of the empty room was another pair of doors. Harry had no idea where to go now. He started walking towards the left door, but then as he stepped closer towards it his stomach began to twist and his heartbeat raced. Harry had a strong feeling there was something behind that door that he had to see but as Harry reached for the knob Voldemort came bursting into the room along with a few of his deatheaters. He grabbed Harry by his hair and held his wand directly at his heart.
"You know I could kill you right now and end this whole mess!" Voldemort talked as if he was calm, although he clearly wasn't.
"Go ahead! Do it then!" Harry yelled back as he squirmed and tried to free himself from Voldemort's tight grip.
"Well I wouldn't do that Harry, It would spoil the fun!" Voldemort smirked, and the others mimicked.
"Now come with me . . . we have quite a journey ahead of us." Voldemort smiled evilly as he released Harry. "But we can do this the easy way . . . or the hard way." Voldemort said still pointing his wand directly at Harry.
Harry considered this for a second, and then glared at Voldemort. Voldemort was actually surprised that someone was brave enough to look him in the eye. Harry's bold green eyes burned right through Voldemort causing him to break away from staring.
"Don't hurt them, and I'll go with you." Harry said softly, his voice full of hatred.
"Potter, I don't think you're in a position to be making deals." Malfoy snickered.
"Shut-up!" Voldemort ordered, staring back at Harry who still hadn't broke eye contact.
"Fine Potter. I won't hurt them." Voldemort said. Voldemort and Harry glared at each other for about 30 seconds Voldemort had been trying to enter Harry's mind but had not been able to, not even the slightest bit.
"What should we do now my Lord?" Malfoy asked carefully, trying not to anger him.
"Get Potter's wand."
"But sir . . . Are you sure?"
"NOW!"
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"Okay Ron, we're passing Hagrid's shack now . . . how do you expect us to . . ." Ginny started interrupted by her brother . . . again.
"Witherwings." Ron said calmly still walking fast under the cloak.
"Wither-what?" Ginny asked.
"Ron I don't know if Buckbeak is going to take to us, he only did to Harry." Hermione said looking directly at Ron.
"Oh Buckbeak!" Ginny said now realizing who they were talking about. Buckbeak was the hippogriff Harry and Hermione saved from an injustice death 3rd year.
"I know . . . but if Harry can do it . . . so can I." Ron said confidently.
As they got nearer to the pen where all the hippogriffs were held Ron took off the cloak not wanting to startle Buckbeak.
"Remember, slowly, bow low, and try not to blink." Hermione reminded Ron as they opened the pen's door quietly.
Buckbeak was standing there quietly looking at them but hopping towards them . . . apparently happy to see them.
Ron then faced the hippogriff, bowed low, didn't blink . . . but it apparently wasn't needed because Buckbeak just turned sides and jerked his head to the side, gesturing to get on.
"Oh, uh . . . that was easy." Ron said before climbing onto Buckbeak's back.
"Well . . . okay . . . "Hermione said as she climbed on Buckbeak's back against her better judgment.
"Oh fine!" Ginny said as she climbed upon Buckbeak's back also, and all four of them took off into woods.
Another chapter done! I hope you liked it . . . ad I'm serious this time . . . Review! I'm running out of ideas for chapters . . . or at least review to comment! I thanks everyone who have reviewed in the past . . . I look forward to hearing from you again :o)