A second after the bang, everyone was deaf. From the looks of it, there were people yelling, people scream, whispering, everything imaginable, but no sound was heard. The dust slowly began to clear, and through the gfog they saw a sing red nail-polihed hand beconing them into a larg tunnel that had formed.
Without querstioning, they followe, running, tripping, stumbling, clumnsy stampede of school students. The army of children ran threw the brick and dirt mack shift tunnel, eventually seeing more clearly. As soon as they could see more clearly, they dearly regretted it, for they were covered in soot, and blood was dripping from ost of their ears,.
They arrived at the end of the tunnel moments later. They stumbled out of thhes hort tunnnel, and realised they were in the midde of the woods. Kate turned and did a head count, and, after finding about the right number, sent out a long stream of red sparks.
"All right, everyone, get behind those bushes," She directd, dn the groupo hid sufficiently in the woods around the area. Bangs were heard on the other side of the castle, as well as shouts.
A large group of men ran into view, shouting and whispering to eachother. Kate stood up and directed her wand at the throat of the man that appeared to be the leader.
"I dentify yourself!" Kate commanded, her voice, which could now be heard, was a fierce growl.
"Shackelbolt, head commander of Auror squad 17." The man said, his deep voice sounding to all the children. Loud sighs of relief were herad from behind the bushes, coming from the students that had read of the auror in the paapers. Shackelbolt raised a black eyebrow questioningly, as he had heard the sighes. Kate rolled her eyes impationtly.
"Ok, guys. Come on out!"
The group of students rushed out of the bushes, and the aurors helped them into a conjured bus. It was a group effort from the aurors to conjure the vehicle, but they managed it. After the students had clamored inside, the aurors got in. Shackelbolt shut the door behind him, and the bus took off, unknowingly leaving behind the one that had saved them all...
Darkness. He couldnt see a thing. His eyes strained with effort, and it took him a full three seconds to realise he had been blind folded. His body was numb.James's breath came out in short gasps. Why he was panting, he did not know.
He could tell he had been beat up, but couldnt remember that. He coughed violently, a wet, sticky substance that was too thik and too warm to be spit dripped onto his face. His coughing noise bounced off the walls back at him.
Someone entered the room, and the torturing began.
"Have they found him?" Kate demanded of D, who was sitting calmly behind his desk, fingers folded in a tent.
"No, Ms. Kate. Thats the 8th time you've queried this of me in the past five minutes. I will call you when we have found him," The old man stated, watching as the girl discontinued her pacing and collapsed back into the chair in front of his desk.
"How did i not notice he was there? Huh?" Kate asked despairingly. "I cant believe this. Nothing could make this day any worse." Dumbledore quietly and discreetly knocked on wood, as the door of his office exploded open.
In came the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge.
"Fudge?" Kate asked, her nose scrunching up. "What are you doing here?"
"I am the minister of magic, younge lady, and will not be put down by you and your-" he was cut off by a small, dainty laugh from cate.
"No your not! Weasley it, is he not?" Kate asked, a hand covering her smirking lips.
"The wizardinggammot concluded that that the election was a fake. I really one, didnt i, headmaster?" Fudge exploded, his face purpling.
"Yes, unfortunatley. It is true." Dumbledoe said solemly. Kate sighed.
"None of this is is helping poor James!" Kate exclaimed impatiently, and resummed her pacing. The door opened again. Dante came in, a wild look in his eyes. He ran to Kate, gripping her arms.
"What happened? Is he ok?" He asked frantically. Kate almost smiled at his concern, if not for the situations seriousness.
"Listen, Dante, he must have been knocked out when we set up the explosives-"
"DANTE?" The minister exclaimed, eyes buggin out of his head. "My god! You are him! Sir, you are under arrest!"
"WHAT? Albus exclaimed, staring at them confusedly. "On what charges?"
""These!" The MInister conjured a piece of paper, or rather, a file, thick as a novel. "I think you'd better read this for yourself, dumbledore."
Dumbledore pulled out a slip of paper that read 'Main Charges', and read them.
Five counts of impersonation of an American Government Of Magic Auror.
Three counts of impersonating several authoritive figures, such as the queen of france, and the minister of magic in Britain.
Twenty three counts of carrying concealed weapons that were banned in the bill Un-Authorised/Illegal Weapons pt. 4
Fourteen counts of possession of illegal magical tools
three counts of slaying endangered deamons. Albus snorted as he read this one.
One count kiddnapping Albus stopped there and raised an eyebrow at the minister, who leaned on his toes to read the line.
"Well, yes, of course. The James Evans boy, the one whos missing, was kiddnapped by this man from Shady Brook orphanage in America, according to thier athorities." Minister Fudge stated, suddenly sounding nervous.
"I see. Well, i've read enough of the list, and i have realised i can do nothing if you want to throw this man into Azkaban." Albus said, sounding defeated. the minister smirked, and hauled Dante himself into the fireplace and left without another word, obviously forgetting whatever reason he had come to the office in the first place.
"James is gonna kill you." She stated, her voice a little far away, as though imagining James bursting into the room and viscously exterminating the Headmaster as he had done so many demons before.
Hours...days..maybe. He groaned, his whole body aching, tired and hungry. He had sufficiently made an escape plan, and was 'waiting for the opritune moment"
Suddenly, a match was struck somewhere to his left, illuminating red eyes that floated so they faced him. A cold, wicked, high voice spoke.
"So very nice to meet you, James Evans. So very nice to meet you."
A/N: WOOO! I left on a pretty big cliffie, with the whole Dante in Jail thing, Voldemort having james... pretty much a ferw other things. I wonder what Sirius and Remus's reaction will be to James's disapearance? Eh? Will James withstand the torture, retain his sanity and escape? All will be revealed in the next chapter, coming perhaps five days from now!