Reposted on 11/8/05

THE NEW ORDER

By

Padfootjr24

Chapter Six: Time in Captivity

Not long after Moody left his office Dumbledore sent for Professor McGonagall who had been off school grounds for the last two days. She now sat opposite him with a look of worry on her face as her old friend and employer tried to find a way to explain the situation. Finally he decided that being straightforward was the best course. Taking a deep breath he began.

"Minerva the reason I sent for you is because something unexpected has happened. Today Mr. Potter and Ms. Zabini were accompanied to Diagon Alley by Tonks to see Ollivander about their new wands. According to Alister all three simply vanished before his eyes. It appears that they somehow found out that they would be visiting this morning and had someone waiting for them." Her reaction was fairly close to what he had suspected. First her eyes grow wide in shock that he had allowed them to leave the school grounds with only Tonks as an escort then they grew horrified at the implications of their disappearance.

"Does Severus Know?" She asked as she tried to prevent the tears within her eyes from spilling out and down her cheeks.

"At the moment, I don't know. He left for a Death Eater meeting last night and has not yet reported in."

"Surely he should have returned by now or at least sent word." McGonagall nearly screamed as she abruptly stood and began pacing around the office. Albus looked on in sadness as his friend began to panic. He could not even begin to imagine how this kind of information would make him feel had their roles been reversed. He had never been in her position. He knew perfectly well that Snape's roll in this war could have been discovered by Voldemort and was being held for information. That would explain how the Death Eaters seemed to know that Harry and the others would be in Diagon Alley that morning. As much as he wanted to, he was at a loss at how to console his closest friend and that pained him deeply.

MMM

"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" A cold snide voice remarked as Lucius Malfoy enter through the door with his brat Draco following behind him with a smirk on his face. Both were wearing Death Eater robes but wore no masks. Harry's eyes widened in surprise for a moment at seeing the elder Malfoy out of prison until he remembered that the man pretty much had the Ministry, or rather Minister Fudge, in his back pocket.

"Fudge." Harry growled to himself in annoyance causing Lucius to grin maliciously.

"Indeed. You didn't honestly believe that I would remain behind bars, did you Potter? After all, politicians are bought and sold everyday. The one with the resources and funds gets reelected, and I have a lot of resources at my disposal for anyone willing to meet my demands. It's a wonderful system, wouldn't you agree?" He asked in a mocking voice. "Although I must admit that my Master was very upset at the setback caused by you and your infernal Gryffindor friends and punished us greatly. So until the Dark Lord can spare the time to come see you himself, we are going to take great pleasure in repaying you for that punishment. But first…" He broke as he turned back out the door and signaled someone else to come in. A moment later a Death Eater, this one wearing his mask, entered dragging an unconscious figure behind him with a black hood over his head.

"I thought that Ms. Zabini here would enjoy the company of her father for a while." Blaise first gasped in shock and then began to whimper softly as the Death Eater threw the motionless figure to the ground. Both Malfoys seemed to relish in Blaise's sobs and with a flick of Lucius' wand another set of chains appeared and the manacles secured around the man's wrists and he was lifted off the ground. Reaching out, Malfoy grabbed the hood and ripped it off the man's head to reveal the bruised and bleeding face of Severus Snape. To say that Harry and Tonks were shocked would have been an understatement. The possibility always existed that Snape would be discovered so that came as no great surprise, but to find out that he is Blaise's father was certainly a different story all together.

"Do not worry my dear, your blood traitor of a mother may join you soon."

"You don't look so strong and confidant now, do you Potter?" Draco sneered. "You're nothing but a weak half-blood that will soon be pleading for us to simply kill you."

"You really are a simple creature aren't you? You call me weak yet you are the one groveling on your knees to some pitiful excuse for a human being. Begging for forgiveness at every turn for HIS fuckups. No, you are the one that is weak. Hiding behind someone you believe to be stronger because you are too scared to let the world know how you truly feel and where you stand. That is why your precious father claimed to be under the Imperious curse last time Voldemort was defeated. Because he was to much of a coward to face what he had done."

"CRUCIO!" Draco screamed as he pointed his wand at Harry's chest. Immediately Harry felt as if his skin was being slowly pealed off and broken glass was running through his veins. Biting the inside of his cheek to prevent himself from screaming out he could distantly hear Lucius congratulating his son as Tonks and Blaise yelled for him to stop. After what felt like an eternity, but had actually been less than five minutes, Draco dropped the curse and smirked as Harry's body still lightly convulsed in pain. With a wave of his wand Harry was lowered closer to the ground to where his feet were barely touching it.

Feeling very big of himself, Draco began punching and kicking Harry in the ribs and in the face like a madman. Through the whole ordeal Harry, who was used to being hit by Dudley who was much stronger than Draco, couldn't help but think that Draco hit like a girl. Hitting like a girl or not it was doing some damage. Finally able to shake off some of the pain remaining from the Cruciatus curse Harry lifted his leg swiftly to kick his attacker in the jaw. As Draco reeled back in pain Lucius moved forward and slammed the head of his cane into the left side of Harry's head. Feeling his eye socket crack, he quickly passed out as Lucius led his bleeding son out of the cell as blood began running down the side of Harry's face.

MMM

Dumbledore looked out over the shocked and panicked faces of the Order after recounting the events of the day before. It had been over twenty four hours since their disappearance and it was obvious that they were not coming back on their own. That alone left little to no doubt that Voldemort was responsible for their capture. The fact that Professor Snape was missing as well did not help the situation any. Professor McGonagall had to be sedated and was resting comfortably in her quarters under the watchful eye of Madam Pomfrey. This confused a great many people. Everyone knew she cared about Harry more than she let on but no one thought it went to such extremes.

"We have to find them. We have to find them now." Molly Weasley screamed in a loud and frantic voice that left many covering their ears.

"And where do you propose we begin looking?" Moody grunted. "We have been unable to even locate the escaped Death Eaters. And their bound to have tucked Potter and the others away in a very secure area if they are not already dead."

"Don't even suggest such a thing." Remus all but yelled. "I have lost everyone I cared about to that monster, I'll be damned if I'm going to lose Harry as well."

"Please, everyone calm down. We will get nowhere if we lose our heads. Now, unfortunately due to Voldemort's paranoia most of his Death Eaters do not even know where he makes his base so the odds of us finding it are slim."

"Sorry to interrupt Headmaster but the Dark Lord will likely be holding them in a location far from his base." John Simmons spoke up. Simmons was the head of the Hit Wizards and one the most respected wizards in Britain. "Voldemort wants nothing more than to get his hands on Potter but he isn't going to expose himself to much to do it. As you said, he's paranoid, and will likely keep information on Potter from his own Death Eaters until he's absolutely sure of a victory."

"What would you suggest?" Arthur Weasley asked curiously.

"He'll probably keep them some place secluded and out of the way. Some place you would never suspect with only his most trusted Death Eaters guarding them. He is not going to take the risk that another one of his servants is a spy. They could be anywhere really, from a basement under a house in London to a small cottage out in the middle of the woods." He explained and drew some incredulous glares.

"This is not the time for jokes. Bad ones at that. They would surely be somewhere more secure then a cottage." Ron spoke up in annoyance.

"That was no joke Mr. Weasley. The Unspeakables and Hit Wizards use the same technique when holding and questioning suspected Death Eaters and others. After all, who's going to look beneath a nice quiet restaurant or shop for a dungeon?"

MMM

"Harry was right, this is boring." Tonks sighed several hours after waking up that day. Snape was still unconscious as was Harry. Both men looked as if they had been sent through a meat grinder. Harry's face was completely swelled up from the beating he had taken the day before and Snape didn't look much better.

"How can you be so calm?" Blaise asked as she looked at her father with tears running down her cheeks.

"Would it do us any good to panic?"

"I guess not." The young Slytherin replied as the two lapsed into silence for a while.

"So, Snape is your father?" Tonks asked, breaking the silence with a question she had been dying to ask. When Blaise nodded she continued. "Then why is it you have a different name?"

"Because my parents wanted to hide the fact that he had a family from the other Death Eaters. Voldemort would have surely used my mother and I against him if he ever suspected him of disloyalty. Even after he disappeared the first time my father as well as Dumbledore and a few others didn't believe he was really gone, so I kept the name Zabini. Besides my mother isn't exactly someone the Dark Lord would approve of." She finished with a grin.

"Who's your mother?" Tonks asked anxiously. Blaise turned and looked at her with a mischievous grin before answering.

"Professor McGonagall."

"Oh now that's just nasty." Came a moan from their left. Looking over they saw Harry waking up. As he lifted his head both women gasped in shock at what they saw. They both knew that he was beat up pretty bad but with an unobstructed view it made it much worse.

"My god Potter! Can you even see?" Blaise asked in shock, ignoring the apparent comment of her parent's relationship.

"A bit. My right eye is no good but I can see out of the left a little." He answered in a weak voice. "But if it is all the same I think I prefer the Cruciatus curse." He began slurring a bit at the end and by the time the last words left his lips he lapsed back into unconsciousness just as the cell door opened again. Tonks and Blasie stiffened considerably as four cloaked and masked men entered the room.

"Isn't this a special occasion? We have Potter, the traitor and two lovely young women as guests."

"And who the hell are you?" Tonks asked in a loud and annoyed manner that brought chuckles to the Death Eaters.

"Oh no my dear. I have heard to many stories of imbeciles such as Malfoy giving themselves away because they think they are untouchable." The apparent leader of the group said as they moved closer. "Enervate." (Don't know if I spelled that right.) He said as he pointed his wand at Snape. As the potions master's eyes shot opened the man stepped closer.

"I thought you might like to be awake to see this Snape. After all, parents love to see what their children have learned." He said in a malicious voice as he looked Blaise up and down. "But first. Crucio." Snape began to thrash about as the curse wracked his already beaten body as Blaise screamed at the Death Eaters with hate in her voice. The curse was only on him for mere moments and would have most definitely been held for much longer if it had not been for the disturbance on the other side of the room.

Harry was suddenly awakened by Blaise's screaming voice and cruel laughter of the Death Eaters. Raising his head and looking around with his one semi good eye he saw Professor Snape being held under the Cruciatus curse as his daughter watched on helplessly. Thinking of anyway he could stop it he came up with nothing until he noticed one of the other Death Eaters standing just a few feet away from him. Taking his chance he used what was left of his strength to pull himself up on the chains binding his wrists and lifted his legs as high as he could. Quickly he wrapped his legs around the Death Eater's neck and squeezed as hard as he could. The man in his grasp jumped around as he tried to get free, drawing the attention of the others in the room. Seeing three wands suddenly turn on him Harry put all of his weight on his legs until he felt the man's neck snap.

"CRUCIO." The remaining three Death Eaters cried as their comrade fell lifelessly to the ground at Harry's feet. Tonks, Blaise and even Snape looked on in horror as Harry was assaulted by three shots of the most powerful pain curse known to man. Despite all his efforts Harry was not able to keep himself from crying out loudly in pain as his body violently thrashed about. Though he would never admit it out loud Harry begged every deity that might be listening to just let him die. The pain was more than the human body was designed to endure. After nearly five minutes the Death Eaters lowered their wands as Harry passed out from the prolonged exposure.

With a growl the leader of the group cast a levitation charm on his dead underling and the three remaining Death Eaters left the cell, slamming the door behind them. Within the cell silenced reigned excepted for the ragged breathing of Harry Potter.

"Why did he do that?" Blaise asked quietly as she looked to the floor. With all four of them bound there was no chance of them being able to get free so why would he take a chance like that. It just didn't make any sense.

"He did it to draw attention back to himself, and away from the rest of us. Stupid Gryffindors." Snape replied though the normal loathing that was usually present in his voice when referring Harry was absent. In its place was what sounded almost like gratitude and respect. He knew perfectly well what the Death Eaters had in mind for his daughter and though he hated to admit it he would feel indebted to Harry for life for preventing it, even for a short while.

Over the next week the routine was pretty much the same. The Death Eaters would come in several times a day to 'play' with their 'guests' but get sidetracked from the others, especially Blaise and Tonks by something Harry did or said. The Death Eaters seemed to ignore Snape's attempts to distract them from the two women, after all, what better torture for a man then to witness the 'abuse' of his daughter. But Harry Potter was something different. With all the trouble he has caused for the Death Eaters and their Master he was a favorite target. Not even Snape could remember seeing anyone endure as much punishment as Potter had in the last week. For the increasingly brief periods he was awake Harry would refuse to explain why he was putting himself through such an ordeal and refuse to quit.

"You can't keep doing this Potter. Sooner or later it is going to kill you." Snape said seriously when Harry had been roused out of his sleep as the two girls remained so.

"One can only hope." Harry wheezed out quietly. This response caught Snape off guard though he couldn't imagine why he was surprised. After all any normal man would have been praying for death long before then.

"Potter," The older man began slowly almost reluctantly. "I want to thank you for what you have done. Especially for Blaise. I do not think I could live with what they would have done to her if you had not found some way to intervene."

"I will not let another suffer because of me. To many have already." He said before passing out again. The Death Eaters had routinely force fed Blood Replenishment potions and minor healing charms to prevent him from dieing but they did little to improve his condition. Daily nutrition charms prevented the prisoners from wasting away though it did not hold back the hunger pains from lack of food.

As he remained in silence, Snape thought about Harry's words deeply. James Potter, though Snape would never admit this out loud, was incredibly stubborn and very strong when it can to his enemies but he would not have lasted this long. If it had been James and not Harry in this cell he certainly would do all he could to prevent Tonks and Blaise from being touched but would he do the same for Snape? Probably not. If the Death Eaters were focused on Snape half the time they would both have some time to recuperate and be in some semblance of health to attempt an escape.

But Harry was different. He had no reason to trust Snape, in fact he had every reason to hate him, and yet here he was doing his level best help him. Potter obviously felt it was his fault that they were in this position, after all Voldemort was after him, Tonks and Blaise were just a bonus. But Snape felt responsible as well. After the Dark Lord had exposed him as a spy he had spent hours battering down his mental defenses until Snape was to weak to resist. That was how the Death Eaters knew where Potter would be. When he was brought into the same cell he was sure that even a dunderheaded Gryffindor could figure that out and still he was killing himself to spare his enemy any pain. 'Stupid Gryffindors.' He thought to himself as he drifted of to sleep.

MMM

It had been nearly two weeks now since the disappearance of their fellow Order members and everyone was quickly losing hope of finding them. Despite the absence of four of their members everyone had to continue with their assigned tasks. That meant training, researching, spying, teaching, everything. It would do them no good to sit around getting nothing accomplished. After McGonagall had a severe panic attack Dumbledore decided that it was best to tell the Order's inner circle of her relationship with Snape and Blasie. Learning that she was Snape's wife and Blaise's mother shocked everyone to the core. Ron reaction was by far the most extreme and entertaining. He almost seemed to have a nervous breakdown of his own and could be found wondering the halls of Hogwarts muttering to himself about how his head of house was 'consorting with the enemy' and other such things. He was quickly brought out of this state of mind when he saw McGonagall's face as Madam Pomfrey escorted her to Dumbledore's office one morning.

Her face showed a host of emotions. Depression, fear, anguish, and hopelessness were almost radiating off of her as she looked about blankly. This image of the woman he thought to be so strong and firm had shocked him many times more than learning of her marriage to 'the greasy git'. The thought of Snape immediately brought Harry to mind. Though he missed his friend and feared for his safety he could not help but think he might now have his chance to shine without being pushed back into the shadow of the boy he thought of as a brother.

Remus was taking the situation almost as bad as McGonagall. Where as the Transfiguration professor had become nearly catatonic, Remus had become a workaholic. He spent the vast majority of his time trying to track down the location that could be used to hold Harry and the others and checking out the sites himself as opposed to assigning others to check designated areas as was custom. He even broke into Malfoy Manor to investigate a rather weak and ridiculous tip that Harry was being held in the quarters reserved for the Malfoy's human servants where he was being forced to press the laundry. Needless to say Remus was lucky to get out before anyone recognized him.

Despite her best efforts and her position in Voldemort's inner circle Dumbledore's last remaining spy had been unable to find out anything about Harry. The Dark Lord was remaining tight lipped on the subject and since Harry's disappearance had not been made public by the Ministry she could not openly ask about it. It seemed that outside of Voldemort the only people who knew anything were the people he had assigned to guard him. The rest of the inner circle did not even know Potter was missing much less in their master's grasp.

As he sat down for lunch Albus Dumbledore looked on with sadness at the downcast and hopeless faces that occupied the great hall. Though he told others differently, he to was losing hope at recovering their friends. Despite the strength he knew each of them had he believed that if they were to return it would depend on the strength of Harry Potter. Not to take anything away from the others mind you, but Harry has a will that just couldn't be put down.

'Please Harry, bring them home.'

MMM

"NO!" A terrified voice shrieked in the dark recesses of Harry's mind as he slept. The voice sounded oddly familiar to him but he could not place it at the moment. It seemed like he was floating in a dark pitch black void where nothing and no one else existed. All he knew for sure was that he felt no more pain.

'Am I dead or something?' He asked himself silently as he welcomed the thought.. If this was death than it certainly seemed that he was in for a very boring afterlife. Suddenly he heard the same voice cry out again. This time there was a more frantic tone to it though he still could not place where he heard the voice before but he was sure that he had. Looking around him Harry began to get annoyed. If this was the afterlife then it was entirely over rated. If he was alive then where the hell was he.

"Where the hell am I?" He shouted out loud to anyone that could here him.

"You are inside of your own mind. The place that every thing exists and yet does not." A powerful voice spoke up from behind. Harry whirled around and came face to face with someone he had seen before. Or at least he had seen a portrait of him.

"Godric Gryffindor." Harry whispered to himself in awe.

"Indeed." The legendary Hogwarts founder replied with a smile as Harry stared at him stupidly.

"Err… um, why are you here sir?" He stuttered out after a few moments of silence.

"I am here to help you."

"Help me? How?"

"It's quite obvious really. You need to escape before Salazar's heir arrives and you do not have very much time. I'll be damned if I'm going to let an heir of mine die before he can serve his purpose. So I am going to unlock some of your magical talents so that they can be at your disposal now instead of having to spend months studying up on them."

"Um, ok. By why just some of them, why not all of them?"

"Because it is going to be a major strain on you as it is, I don't want to run the risk of you burning yourself out because you tried something your body was not prepared for. But that is neither here nor there, you must wake up now." Godric finished as he vanished.

"Wait," Harry called out as he looked around frantically for his ancestor. "How am I supposed to figure out how to use what ever you unlocked?" However Harry got no answer. Instead he felt himself coming around and the voice he had heard in his mind was getting clearer. Alongside it was a loud and very pissed off male voice and another female who was screaming as well. Suddenly Harry remembered where he was and who he was with and his eyes flew opened and his head shot up to see a disgraceful sight.

Snape was yelling obscenities struggling against his binds as he tried to reach the man that stood before his only daughter. Blaise's robes had been ripped open to reveal her bare chest as the Death Eater in front of her ran the tip of his wand over her nipples as he looked on in lust. Blaise was sobbing loudly as she closed her eyes tight.

"Our Master will be here soon so we do not have much longer to have our fun." He said coldly as he stepped even closer.

Tonks was in much the same situation as a Death Eater had his unmasked face buried in the knap of her neck as he fondled her breasts. Seeing this through his one good eye made Harry burn with a righteous fury. All the rage he had been sitting on for the last few years started bubbling to the surface once more as he saw the two women being violated. Without even thinking Harry let lose a scream of rage that instead came out as a roar. Looking up in shock, the Death Eaters who moments before were have their 'fun' watched in shocked silence as Harry Potter slowly started to change. The change was slow at first but quickly began to pick up speed. The first thing to change was his arms and legs as they grew shorter but larger with more muscle. As his arms changed his hands slipped through the manacles that were binding him and he fell to the floor.

Next to change was his body as it began to hunch over and a dark golden fur rapidly spread across the now massive expanse of his body as his face and head were the last to start changing. The change was much like a werewolf's and it was very intimidating to see his face begin to grow longer and wider as huge teeth grew into his stretching mouth. The entire process took less than a minute and in that time no one had moved or said a word. They just looked on in shock and horror. When the change was complete a massive lion stood on the spot Harry Potter once occupied and surveyed the Death Eaters. Before any could react the lion leapt forward and with swipes of his massive paws and bites with his massive teeth it was not long before all three were left laying in a bleeding pile. When it became obvious that the three men would be no further trouble the lion straightened himself up and slowly morphed back to Harry Potter.

Snape noticed through his shock that Potter was seemed to be swaying quite a bit on his feet and he couldn't blame him. He was not sure if he would have been able to stand much less pull that stunt off in that situation. After shaking his head for a moment to clear his mind Harry used one of the Death Eater's wands to mend the robes of Blasie and Tonks. Digging around in the pockets of the Death Eaters Harry was surprised to find his own wand. It seemed the Death Eater was keeping it as some kind of a trophy. After five minutes or so of trying he was able to release the chains on the two girls and Snape. The moment he was free Snape wrapped Blaise in a tight hug and looked as though he would never let go. Tonks did the same for Harry but he pulled himself away after a moment.

"We have to get going. There's no telling when Voldemort will get here or how many other Death Eaters are here." Harry said weakly as he slowly walked to the door of their cell. Looking both ways he noticed that there only seemed to be one cell. One way was a dead end while the other led to a set of stairs. Snape and Tonks picked up the wands of two of the fallen Death Eaters while Harry handed Blasie the wand of the third that he had originally used before finding his own. After casting a series of charms Snape turned to the others.

"They have an anti-portkey shield around the place for a quarter mile in every direction. We are going to have to get outside the shield and quickly. I wouldn't be surprised if someone else comes along to make sure we aren't getting to lonely." He said with sarcasm.

"Alright lets go." Harry said as he stepped out of the cell and turned left, heading towards the stairs. With Harry in the lead Snape fell back to the rear so that Tonks and Blasie were in between the two. When he reached the top of the stairs Harry placed his ear to the door in hopes of finding out if there were others present or not. Not hearing anything he motioned to the others to be silent as he slowly turned the doorknob and pushed the door open. Looking around he was surprised to see what looked like a modest country home. It looked warm and inviting where as below was cold and foreboding. Waving the two girls ahead Harry waited at the top of the stairs for Snape to come up.

"Professor you take the lead, I can't see a damned thing right now." Harry said as he painfully tried to rub some of the blood out of his right eye. Snape merely nodded and passed him by. Like Harry the other three were surprised at their current surrounding. None more so than Tonks.

"My god." Tonks gasped quietly incase there was anybody else inside. Harry moved up next to her and asked what the problem was. "This is an Unspeakable safe house." She answered in shock at the implications of such a fact. After taking a quick look around the corners they determined there was no one in their general area though they could here voices further off in the house. Silently the four escapees exited through the kitchen door and swiftly made their way across the massive lawn at what proved to be a farm house.

A few minutes later the group made it to the edge of the wards and Snape went to work making a portkey that would take them safely to Hogsmeade. Without warning multiple curses began flying their way from the direction of the farmhouse. Looking back to where they had come from they saw at least ten men advancing on their position.

"Um, Snape you might want to hurry." Tonks said as she sent few curses their way.

"I'm working as fast as I can." He snapped back in irritation as Tonks, Blaise and Harry continued to trade curses with the Death Eaters. "Alright, I got it." Snape yelled out after another ten minutes. By this time the Death Eaters were all but on top of them and they could not move from their covered position if they tried.

"Get down and stay down." Harry ordered the others as he thought quickly and came up with a possibility. "Reducto." He shouted over and over again as he pointed his wand at several large stones that were between them and the Death Eaters. The resulting explosions sent chunks of stone flying through the air in all directions. The Death Eaters, who were not ready for such an action, were cut down as the shrapnel tore their bodies apart. "GO NOW." Harry yelled. At once Harry, Tonks and Blaise broke from their covered positions and made their way towards Snape. Tonks and Blaise made it with no problem but Harry, who had already suffered numerous injuries, was really beginning to feel it as the adrenaline began wearing off. He was becoming slow and clumsy. In other words, he was an easy target. While most of the Death Eaters had been killed by Harry's exploding rocks it appeared that at least one had made it.

As Harry slowly made his way to the others he did not see the Death Eater that had come out from the trees he had taken cover in. But he certainly felt the strong bludgeoning curse that hit him directly it the back of his leg and the resulting snap of the bones breaking. Crying out in pain, Harry hit the ground as his wand clattered to the ground beside him. Looking up he saw both Tonks and Blaise casting curses towards the man who had caught him off guard. Despite the pain he pulled himself to his feet and limped his way over to the others.

Upon his arrival everyone placed a finger on the stick Snape had used for a portkey and they were immediately whisked away. None of them thinking of the wand that had been left behind. When his feet slammed into solid ground once again it took all of Harry's will power and energy to keep from falling over as he usually does. Looking up he was relieved to see the wizarding community of Hogsmeade and the winding road that lead up to Hogwarts. After looking up the road to the ancient school of magic Harry turned to the people he had just spent two weeks in hell with.

"I feel terrible." He simply said as he looked each in the eye before he toppled over backwards in a dead faint.

TBC