Disclaimer: See chapter 1.

Revenge

Pansy had barely missed the arrival of Dumbledore and Snape as she turned a corner leading away from the Seventh floor corridor.

Severus stopped a few feet from the tapestry of the dancing goblins and watched as Dumbledore walked back and forth three times and then paused expecting a door to appear. "Apparently whomever is in there has asked for something quite different than I have."

Severus had himself never used the room and wasn't sure of its exact properties. "Is there no other way to open the room?"

"From what I have been told by the students who have used the room, once it is in use you must know what it is being used for otherwise the door will not appear." Albus explained thoughtfully.

"But to know that we would need to know who activated the room and what they were wanting when they went in it." Severus guessed correctly.

"Yes, Severus. That is true. I know what Harry would have had to ask for if he was attempting to go through the cupboard, and that did not work. So apparently either someone else activated the room, or Harry asked for something else." Albus suggested.

"Are you sure this is not just some other student using the room for another reason. What if our missing students are not even in there? This could be a waste of precious time." Severus suggested.

"Severus, every other option is being explored at this time. This is one we must also explore to be thorough." Albus said understanding Severus' impatient attitude.

At that moment Ron, Hermione and Tonks came rushing down the hall. Hermione was the first to speak. "Well." She said motioning to the blank wall where she knew the Room of Requirement would be.

"Someone is in the room, but they did not use the same request that Harry used to get into the room of hidden objects." Albus explained.

"Harry only found that room by accident. He tried to figure out what Draco was doing in there for months, and never truly figured it out until the Death Eater attack. If someone has asked for something else it may take us months to figure out what it is." Ron complained.

"We know that, Mr. Weasley. But it is the only option we have to go on. The Forbidden Forest and Hogsmeade are being searched as we speak." Albus tried to assure them.

Hermione had a thoughtful look cross her face as she thought of another option. "There's one place that would not normally be searched that they could have gone."

They all looked at her, waiting for her to explain. "Ron, if Harry wanted to tell Val more about Sirius, but did not feel comfortable in taking her to the Order Headquarters, where would his next choice be?" She asked.

Ron had a quizzical look on his face for a moment and then it clicked. "Blimey, the Shrieking Shack. Why didn't I think of that?"

"Nymphadora, go with them to the shack. We will continue to try to open the Room of Requirement." Albus said nodding and then turning back to the empty wall.

Meggit grabbed the front of Draco's shirt and then ripped it open. "I want to see your ribs break when I hit them." Meggit said viciously.

Draco attempted to kick out towards Meggit, but the boy moved back and Draco felt the pain in his shoulders as he lost his footing again. Meggit moved in then slamming the butt of the torch into his stomach. Draco made a small groan as the air pushed from his body and he wanted to cringe in upon his stomach.

Meggit stood back for a moment smiling at his handiwork, but he thought to himself that something was missing. "This isn't good enough. I've never really had much of a chance to experiment with my parents' work. But I know there is always blood. Lots of blood."

Draco looked up to Meggit realizing that the boy was truly more sadistic than he had ever imagined possible. He knew then that if he did not figure some way out of this situation, he might not be alive to tell anyone of what happened. He could not wait for his father to finish his task. "If you want to see blood, why don't you give me a wand? I can show you a wonderful little curse, that will fill this room with blood." Draco taunted not mentioning the fact that the blood would be Meggit's.

"No, I told you we are using Muggle torture methods. They are so much more fun." Meggit chided as if he was speaking to a small child.

He turned walking around the room seeing all of the different torture devices that hung from the walls. The room had supplied him with many things he could use in his attempt to experiment in Muggle torture. He grasped something from the wall and tucked it inside his Hogwarts robe where Draco could not see it, and then turned back towards Draco. When he was within a few inches of Draco he reached out with both hands grabbing Draco's sides and then swung him around facing the wall. He leaned into Draco's back putting pressure behind his knees until they buckled and he was hanging limply against the wall with his face pressed against the cold stone. The chains attached to his wrists were cutting into them painfully as they were twisted as far as the links would allow. Meggit leaned in so he could whisper something into Draco's ear as he grasped a handful of Draco's hair. "I want to hear you scream, Pretty Boy." Then he slammed Draco's face into the wall hard. Draco could feel blood begin to flow from his nose and lip as the pain coursed through his face.

Meggit pulled back taking two items from his robe as he backed a couple of feet away. The first was Draco's wand. "Evanesco shirt." He said the charm and Draco's shirt disappeared from his body. He had not a clue why the other boy would do that but as foggy as his brain felt after having his head slammed against the wall it mattered little. But in the next moment, as he felt a sharp sting on his lower back, his mind cleared quickly. When the next stinging blow hit a little higher and the searing pain shot through his back it was all Draco could do not to scream in pain.

Meggit stood back looking at the two dark red welts the horsewhip had caused. He liked this little toy. It packed such a painful sting, but he knew it would take many strikes to actually draw blood. That could possibly mean hours of fun. "So, Malfoy, what do you think of Muggles now? They may be of little use to us in the Wizarding World but they do have such wonderful inventions don't they?"

Draco could hear the gloating tone in Meggit's voice and silently swore if he were ever able to get loose he would shove that contraption down the boys throat. "Shove off." Was what actually made it through his clenched teeth.

"Not nice." Meggit chided in glee as he laid the whip along Draco's back again and again.

Draco knew much more of the abuse would have him either screaming or crying like a baby. With each strike of the whip he repeated over and over in his head. 'I will not scream. I will not give him the satisfaction.' But as the pain became too much for him to withstand he started making whimpering noises that he could not hold back no matter how hard he tried.

"I didn't hear you, Draco." Meggit said as he drew the whip back one more time and noticed with a great deal of pleasure that some of the welts had begun to bleed. This only increased his aggression towards Draco as he doubled his efforts to make his fellow student scream.

Draco could no longer hear Meggit's taunts. He was too close to losing consciousness from the increased pain.

Albus had been busy thinking of any possible thing that Harry would ask for while going into the room, to no avail.

Severus' mind was working on the same problem, but more along the lines of what Draco would ask for if he was trying to enter the room and he too was pacing back and forth in front of the empty wall. For some reason over the past several minutes a deep dreading feeling had swamped him and he knew whatever was causing the feeling was behind that door. It was becoming so unbearable that it almost felt painful. He barely noticed when Ron, Hermione and Nymphadora returned.

Hermione was holding a photo album in one hand and Dumbledore could see that she looked very disturbed. "Well, Miss Granger. What have you found?"

"It is an album Ron and I made for Harry for his birthday. They were there." She said in worry. "But he would not have left this behind unless he did not leave of his own free will."

"I was afraid of that." Albus said as the worry increased on his face. "Severus." Albus turned to Snape who was still lost in concentration trying to open the Room of Requirement.

'What would Draco ask for? What would a Slytherin ask for?' Snape asked himself. 'I know what I would ask for. I would ask for a dungeon to torture my enemies in.' He admitted to himself in utter frustration at his inability to open the door, and was surprised to see the door appear before him.

They were all surprised to see the door. "Severus what did you ask for?" Albus asked frowning.

Severus shook his head in disbelief. "I asked for a dungeon to torture my enemies in."

A shocked gasp spread throughout the gathered group. The thought of Draco Malfoy torturing Harry in that room sprung to many minds. But as Snape reached out and pulled the door open another gasp was heard as they saw the last thing they would ever expect to witness. The large Slytherin boy turned his head as the door opened and dropped the whip pulling a wand from his robe, but not quickly enough.

Severus had his wand out and sent a curse flying at the boy. It took all the control he had to not use the Killing curse on the boy, but instead managed a petrifying curse. Within moments Snape had removed the chains from Draco and pulled him into the hallway away from the dungeon like room.

When Snape let go of Draco he slumped to the floor, as his legs no longer had the strength to hold his weight. He did not look up into the shocked faces surrounding him. He stared, still in some confusion, at his own knees as his entire body began to tremble from shock. Both Severus and Albus kneeled beside him.

"Draco, what happened?" Severus asked touching the boys shaking arm.

"A moment, Severus." Albus said then spoke a charm. "Enervate. There that should give him the strength enough to explain."

Draco immediately felt a surge of energy from the spell and sighed in some relief. He spoke the first thing that came to his mind. "My father has them. Val and Harry. I'm not sure how he was able to do it, but he's captured them."

"Yes, we discovered their absence earlier. We just decided that they were not removed from here under their own free will." Albus nodded. It encouraged him that Draco thought first of Val and Harry, but he also had to know why the young man had been so badly mistreated also. "And what was happening in that room?" He asked in a comforting voice. When Draco did not speak up immediately he tried again. "It's all right, Draco. We are your friends here. We will not allow this to happen again."

Draco let go of a shuddering sigh, knowing he would have to tell them if he wanted to be left alone. Which was exactly what he wanted at that moment. "The Slytherins were just supposed to keep me quiet for a day or so, while my father performed some task." Draco continued. "But Meggit had other ideas. He hates me because I turned his parents in as Death Eaters. He said they were hurt in the raid."

"I understand." Dumbledore said quietly. He hated to put the boy through more but he had to ask one more question. "Do you know where he is keeping them?" Dumbledore asked hoping that Draco would know.

"No. I would not go along with my father's plans. So he never confided in me what they were." Draco said realizing the mistake he had made. If only he had agreed he would at least known where his father had taken them. He began to shake again as his body threatened to shut down on him.

"It's okay, Mr. Malfoy. You are not to blame." Dumbledore said comfortingly. He stood then and his demeanor changed from comforting to commanding.

"I will go to the Ministry. Nymphadora you shall go with me. We will enlist the help of the other Auror's in the search. Severus you are in charge of the school. Miss Granger, Mr. Weasley please escort Mr. Malfoy to the hospital wing. He will be in need of some care." Dumbledore made it known with his tone that he expected them to carry out his orders without question.