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"Wake up, Boy!...Wake up!...You can send the boy wherever you want to but wake up!"

He came back to his senses feeling incredibly sore. The first thing he noticed was the absence of the cold, hard ground. He was laying on a bed and shrouded in warmth. His head was aching like hell and he found it incredibly difficult to open his eyes because his eyelids felt like they weighed a ton. The fear that his uncle might retract the offer forced him to open his eyes. His vision was blurred. Someone slammed his glasses on his face roughly and he saw his uncle and Mr. Harrison come into clearer focus. The relief was visible on their faces, but Harry knew that they were only relieved because they were going to get their precious gold. He was given water to drink and some nasty tasting medicine that made him black out again.

The next time he woke up, he felt stronger and a little more alert. He wanted to sit up straight, but his body protested, and he bit back a cry. He was all alone in the room and the house was extremely silent. He turned his head and looked at the window. It was dark outside. Was everyone asleep? Possibly. He pushed himself into a sitting position. The sound of muffled sobs reached his ears and he realized that they were coming from the next room. Collin…He had to be strong for Collin. He swung his legs off the bed and taking the support of the bed post rose to his feet. His legs trembled underneath his weight but he willed them to remain still and took a step. He stumbled and collapsed on his knees with a loud thump. Cursing his weakness, he crawled to the wall and rapped his knuckles on the wall,

"Collin…Collin…Tell me you're alright…"

For a moment, the sobs died down but then they returned worse than before,

"Mr. Potter…They told me you were dead…They told me they killed you…"

Harry closed his eyes and rested his head against the wall. He was grateful, he hadn't died because there was no telling what his uncle and Mr. Harrison would have done to Collin if he'd died. Mr. Harrison would have sold him off to his uncle and his uncle…his uncle would probably have sold him to someone else for profit,

"I'm alive, Collin…I'm alive…I promise I'll save you…"

Collin cried more and Harry continued to comfort him through the wall,

"Try to get some sleep, Collin. Everything will be alright…Just go to sleep…"

After a few minutes of whispered reassurances, Collin's sobs died down and Harry was sure he'd fallen asleep. He forced himself back to his feet and nearly screamed out as every cell in his body ached. Taking a deep breath, he took a few stumbling steps towards the door and checked it. He wasn't surprised to find it locked. Momentary darkness fell in front of his eyes and when the veil lifted, he found himself curled up on the floor, next to the door. He just wanted to lay there undisturbed but that wouldn't get him anywhere. He crawled back to the bed and climbed into it with all the strength he had.

If only he could get Collin a way to escape from here. If Collin left then half of his worries would disappear. He didn't trust his uncle to keep his word. In fact, he wasn't sure who to trust. He was beginning to realize that the world was a very cruel place where nothing, but money mattered.

He must have blacked out again because when he woke up, the room was filled with sunshine and his uncle was sitting by the bed,

"Finally awake?"

He blinked to stabilize his vision and then nodded silently. His uncle rose to his feet and he couldn't help but flinch as his uncle raised his hand. But the blow he was expecting didn't come. Instead, his cheek

"You're afraid that I'll hit you again?"

When he didn't reply, his uncle laughed,

"Good…You should be afraid..."

He winced when his uncle pressed hard on the bruise on his cheek,

"If you try to deceive me then Collin will be the recipient of the next beating."

Harry turned his head and his uncle spoke,

"Tonight, you will lead us to the castle."

Harry took in a deep breath and spoke,

"You…You said you'd let Collin go…You said you'd let him go."

His uncle leaned over him, pushed a stray lock away from his forehead and spoke,

"If you can get up then by all means take the boy away and leave him with whomever you trust."

He stared hard at his uncle and his uncle smirked and took a step back, giving him room to get up from the bed. Could he manage it? He had to manage it…for Collin's sake. It took him a minute to bring his spinning head under control and push himself to a sitting position. He hoped that he didn't have another black out. He couldn't afford it.

It took him everything he had in him to raise himself to his feet and take a few steps forward. For Collin…This was all for Collin…He had to get him to safety. Collin's sobs from last night echoed inside his head and spurred him on. It became easier to regulate his breathing and put one foot in front of the other.

His uncle opened the door and led him to the room next door. Pulling out a set of keys, he unlocked the door and the sight that met him broke his heart. Collin lay curled up against the wall that met the wall of the room he'd been locked in. He forgot all his aches and pains at the sight of him and rushed towards him. He knelt at his side and pulled him into his lap. He rested his hand on his cheek and realized that he was freezing cold,

"Collin…Collin…wake up!"

Collin wasn't responding and his heart was beating out of his chest,

"COLLIN!"

His chest wasn't rising and falling. He leaned over him and tried to listen for breathing sounds but heard none…His hands were trembling uncontrollably as he rested his head on his chest and took his wrist to feel his pulse. Nothing…There was nothing…