Heh- sorry for the long wait… I made the chapter a little longer to make up for it. I have been busy with "Pippin". Even if it's a weird play, it really fun to be in. I get to die –twice- in the war scene, and the second time its center stage and I have to scream "UGH!" and collapse. FUN STUFF! lol.

So here is chapter 8!

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Harry's scar felt like it was going to explode. At least Katherine decided to stay in the corn stalks after he pushed her in. After a moment of just looking at each other Voldemort spoke. "You have escaped me five too many times Potter- but I assure you- this time will prove fatal." He pointed his wand at Harry—but surprisingly he did not hear the killing curse but instead, "Now!" At this point all of the Death Eaters yelled various curses, most of them unforgiving curses, and even more specifically, most of them crucio. Harry couldn't possibly dodge them all.

He quickly put up a shield, hoping to block at least some of them, even though he knew that it was no use. Luckily most missed, but he was still hit with what seemed to be five different crucio's. He screamed out in excruciating pain. He fell to the unforgiving dirt road and wreathed around as if trying to throw the curse off him. It felt like knifes were slashing every bit of his skin again and again. It was like he was trapped in the stupid curse for eternity but suddenly it lifted. He found himself bound, silenced and being levitated off the ground. He couldn't move an inch. First thing that crossed his mind was that he was a dead man walking, or floating in his situation. Then he decided that he had to be optimistic. It could be worse.

Harry found relief in that Sara and Katherine were all right. Then, as if Voldemort was reading his mind, Harry heard him yell "Search in the field for others! We don't need any more auror's on out tail!" Some of the Death Eaters broke off from the others and went in to the field.

Harry would have cried out in exasperation, but he couldn't make any noise because of the silencing charm. 'Please let them be hidden, please don't let the Death Eaters find them,' he said over and over in his head. He wished it with all his might, but it was not good enough. Soon one Death Eater came out with a stupefied Katherine. Harry silently cursed Voldemort.

Voldemort looked down at Harry and then to Katherine and chuckled quietly; it sent shivers through out Harry's body. What were they going to do with her, with him? Soon another Death Eater came out with Aunt Sara too, but she looked slightly more beat up, along with the Death Eater. Harry could tell she fought back. In his mind he applauded her. After a bit more searching, the Death Eater's all came out and said they couldn't find anyone else. The Jillian's apparently got away. "Very well then. Let's go." Voldemort commanded and they all apparating away with Harry, Katherine, and Aunt Sara captured.

They, as in Harry, Katherine, Aunt Sara, and three other Death Eaters appeared in a dark cell, with nothing in it except a door. The Death Eaters dumped the three of them unceremoniously on to the floor. They untied and lifted the silencing charm on Harry and left. Harry herd as the door clicked, telling him it was locked. First Harry was stunned. This is exactly what he didn't want to happen. He checked his pockets for his wand, not with much hope, and found them occupied with only lint, and some old candy wrappers. He swore.

He also tried to see if the door could be knocked down. It looked so old that it could break down by just a push. As Harry approached it, he was suddenly thrown off his feet and landed a few feet away from it. Harry, breathing hard, waited for his heart rate to slow down. Then he stood and stated pacing, trying to think of a plan to get out of the cell. After a few unsuccessful minutes his mind started to wander.

He had not only gotten himself, but two other innocent people, in to the clutches of Lord Voldemort. He cursed again and kicked the wall. He slowly slid down the wall and tried to concentrate. He didn't know how long he sat there, no just thinking about ways to escape but about Ron and Hermione and Hogwarts. As he was thinking of how they used to feed the giant squid their left over breakfast Katherine suddenly sat up. She looked around confused, but then, remembering the night's events stood up. "This is -not- good." She said emphasizing not. Harry nodded in agreement.

Katherine started to walk towards the door, obviously thinking she could just knock it down as Harry had. He exclaimed, "Don't! It won't work!" but she ignored him and after a few more paces she was flung back as Harry was. She hit the ground in a heap and stayed there. "Are you okay?" Asked Harry starting to get up.

She didn't reply but after a second she asked, in a shaky voice, "Why us? Why did he take us?"

Harry looked down ashamed. There was another long pause, and then Harry sighed and said slowly, "Because of me."

Katherine didn't do anything for a moment and then looked up at Harry. She obviously wasn't expecting an answer. "What?"

Harry didn't meet her gaze, "He doesn't want you… he wants me." She shivered at the name.

"No, no," she sighed and looked down like Harry was, "You see me and you-know-who sort of have a history. He killed my parents."

Harry nodded, "I know, he killed mine too."

She looked confused. "Wha- he- you-know-who killed your parents too?" Harry nodded.

He decided it was absolutely time he told the truth. He didn't know how to do it so he decided to just tell his story. He sighed and slid back down the wall. "He killed both my parents, sort of like you, but then he turned his wand on me, he tried to kill me too," he paused, he didn't know how to put it so he just said, "but it didn't work." Katherine looked even more confused.

She stuttered, "He- he tried to kill you? Bu- but then y- you would be dead… should be dead. The only one who has survived the killing curse is…" her voice shook and died. Her gaze bore in to his eyes and slowly looked up to his forehead. Her mouth dropped open. "You're! You're!" was all she managed to get out in that sort of strangled whisper voice when Aunt Sara moaned and sat up slowly, rubbing her head. Katherine tore her eyes away from Harry to see if Aunt Sara was okay. "Aunt Sara… he's- he's Harry Potter!" she did not say this in a happy or excided way like most people do, but in a sort of awestruck and breathless way.

Aunt Sara looked at Harry, while talking to Katherine in a rather sharp voice. "What is this rubbish? Harry Potter is dead, and you're pointing to Neville. Did you hit your head?" Aunt Sara said glancing back at Katherine. "No! He—" but right then the cell door opened. Katherine stopped talking immediately as they came in. Three Death Eaters came in and bound their hands behind their backs, and picked them up by their elbows. With out a word they escorted them out of their cell and Harry looked around for any means of escape. He quickly saw a barred window just a few feet from their cell and a door down the hallway. Harry considered running for it, but he knew he wouldn't make it if he ran for it, and he didn't know where the door led. Plus he couldn't leave Katherine and Sara. The Death Eater then pushed and shoved Harry down another hallway and up the stairs. He looked back at Katherine and Aunt Sara. Katherine looked paper white and Aunt Sara looked like she was a minute from fainting.

When they got to the top of the spiraling staircase they pushed open a door and it led to a grand room, with darkly blank walls and a throne in the middle that once again sent chills down his spine. It was incrusted with bones and skulls in gold and black and it twisted around the top and armrest. It was sort of like Aunt Sara's and Katherine's kitchen, it looked totally out of place with the rest of the room. Harry looked upon the face of who sat in the chair. He stared up at the cold eyes of Lord Voldemort.

Of course there had to be a circle of Death Eaters there too. By the looks of it Voldemort was collecting more followers, because the number had grown since he last saw them all together and the circle was larger. Harry, Katherine and Aunt Sara were led to the middle of the circle and forced by wand to bow. Harry resisted as much as he could but he had barely any control over his muscles. Voldemort laughed. "How nice of you to join us, now the meeting may start." Voldemort stood up and announced. " Today my fellow Death Eaters, we have done what we thought was impossible, no thanks to all of Dumbledore's ancient magic. I have at last managed to get my hands of no other than Harry Potter." He paused as the Death Eaters mumbled and shifted around him.

Voldemort looked in to Harry's brilliant emerald green eyes, forcing him to look in to his miserable red ones. He continued, "We have also captured him at the best time we could have possibly have, he was not protected and most auror's have given up search, thinking he is dead." He then smiled, "I think they will be quite surprised when they find you Harry, dead and bloodied up, but that won't be for quite a while. We intend on keeping you alive, Potter, no matter how much you beg."

Harry, who had looked back down at his feet, then looked up at Voldemort again. "I will never 'beg' in front of you, no matter what you do to me." He didn't break eye contact with Voldemort and Voldemort was doing the same.

After a pause Voldemort looked away, smirking. "Don't worry Harry, you will learn soon enough. Crucio!" Next thing Harry knew he was yelling and twitching on the cold floor. It seemed he was put under this curse a lot. They had to get more creative sooner or later. Harry noticed that he was already starting to become immune to the spell; it still hurt like heck, but not quite as much. Then it lifted. Harry was gasping for breath and the Death Eaters were laughing around him. Harry ignored them. "Take them away!" Voldemort spat, and soon they were lifted by their under arms again and pushed and shoved them back down to their cell.

After the door clicked locked, there was a moment of silence. Then Aunt Sara burst out, "How could you not tell us you were… you? We could have protected you better!" Harry slowly got up; he was still experiencing the after affects of being under the touchier curse.

Harry answered them with a sigh. Then he said, "I donno, I was being stupid. I thought if I didn't tell anyone where I was until I was fully healed that both you guys and I would be safer, but apparently I was wrong." Katherine shook her head, as if she was still trying to take in the whole situation.

Katherine then spoke up. "Why exactly did we find you in our cornfield?" Harry explained what happened on the mountain and how he ran for it, not remembering who he was but just remembering what happened.

At the end both Aunt Sara and Katherine were flabbergasted. After a moment Aunt Sara said, "Well, I know we are all tired… it's been a long night. I think we should get some sleep."

Katherine snorted, "Good luck." Harry ignored her and lay back down on the uncomfortable floor and closed his eyes. After a moment of lying there, he was asleep.

Katherine looked at Harry while he was sleeping. How could she have not known he was Harry Potter? He looks strikingly the same as he did in the pictures! She sighed, 'no duh… it's the same guy smarts.' Then she curled up in a ball and tried to fall asleep. As she started to drift off, her last thought was whishing that everything would turn out all right.

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TBC…

Heksie-- naw- milk is much better with cookies… lol. Thanks for reviewing again! More cookies for you… and a side of tea… I guess…

Anywho I am off to practice my "UGH!" and eat pizza!

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