Sliver Daggers at midnight
Harry awoke to find it wasn't a dream. Some food and water were sitting on the floor of the cage. Harry ate quietly, and alone wishing he was with Hermione at her cage in the dungeons. About an hour later the door opened and Nuria appeared.
"Father wants you." Her voice was stern, and frightened. Harry was taken out of the cage and led out to the room that he was in last night. Harry was pushed into the center circle, of Deatheaters.
Voldemort entered the room; all the Deatheaters bowed even Harry. What was different from last night Nuria was next to Harry. "While most know why we are here today, what happens every month at the full moon. The ceremony of lost memories begins now." Nuria stepped forward, closer to Voldemort, who smiled evilly.
Pointing his wand at Nuria his whispered a spell, a blue light shot from his wand hitting Nuria square in the chest. Nuria fell backwards and was in pain as if the unforgivable curse was on her. It last five long minutes, swaying she got up her eyes closed something was different. Nuria now looked the age of a eleven.
"Your turn Harry." Voldemort hissed. "NO!" Harry said stepping backwards.
"Little Harry scared?" Bellatrix laughed.
"Why don't we bring them in? He crashed last time." Lucious Malfoy hissed delightfully. Voldemort nodded a three Deatheaters departed the room and came back with three captives. Harry's insides raged, Hermione they hadn't let her go, Ron and Ginny.
Harry's eyes watered, 'no!' he thought.
"Now Harry we would love to keep them alive here, but if you don't cooperate we will make sure they have a painful deaths and make you watch." Harry looked at the three then to back