It's 4:20 in the morning, haha. I'm too tired to do my usual introductions, but!
Author's Note: It's short, yes. But I wrote it in about half an hour and I am satisfied...after all, I may not have updated at all.
"Where do you suppose we are?"
Emily's voice trembled as she looked between her friends, then to the rather large brass box-like cage that kept them from leaving. Obviously, they had been removed of their wands. And Lily's only hope would be that Harry could possibly use magic unbeknownst of himself and set them free.
"I don't know," the red headed which sighed, turning around to look through the small bars and view what was around her. "It seems like a warehouse," she began before looking towards Alexandria, the pureblood. "That's a muggle building for factories…usually empty…"
"Oh great, and you know what happens in the movies," Emily declared, not caring that Alexandria wouldn't understand what she was saying when she mentioned movies. Her eyes were wide and her voice exasperated. "That's where they torture the women and stuff until they decide to kill them. We're gonna die!"
"Emily!" Alexandria nearly shouted, looking towards her friend in disbelief. "You know, there is a little baby here who doesn't need to hear that kind of talk."
Looking towards the scandalized Lily, Emily sighed, shaking her head. "I'm sorry, but it's true! You know it…the only difference is they'll substitute machetes and chainsaws for wands."
"Well that's a comforting thought," Lily responded scathingly, sighing as she held the slumbering Harry close while peering outside the bars. "Why did they do this, though? What reason would they have?"
"For all we know, it could be many things. They may even have the wrong people for all we know."
Alexandria's theory was shot down however, as both her and Emily looked towards Lily, eyes wide.
"What?" their friend asked, before looking at herself and seeing nothing. "What is it?"
And as Harry suddenly jolted awake, sobs streaming from him, she held him out to question his sudden burst of cried before she nearly dropped him. Her eyes had managed to catch site of her arms, which were now sending jolts of electricity from her elbows down.
"Take Harry!" she cried, tears rushing down her face while Alexandria rushed forward to take the toddler. Lily couldn't help but feel pain in the fact that she had caused her own son to go through that.
Sitting down in a corner, Lily gripped her hands together, huddling up as she tried to calm herself. "Oh James," she whispered to herself, wondering what the death eaters and such could possibly want with them. They had never known the true reason in the beginning.
Now that Voldemort was gone, however, it didn't make sense. Not at all. Why were the death eaters still there? And why did he still want Harry.
As she turned to look up at her son, she was stopped in mid-tracks as she heard a voice, but she couldn't make out any words. She knew that voice…she knew it all too well.
And then she felt her whole body contort in pain, while Harry cied out, and she shuddered, her screams echoing throughout the whole room.