A/N: I'm sorry for any confusion that this may cause but this chapter is going to be too hard for me to do in third person so I'm going to do it in first person. I may finish the whole story in first but I don't know. I just think this chapter because of all the P.O.V. swapping that's going to be happening it would be better if I did the first person. I apologize in advance if it's confusing.

ANNIKA

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" A familiar voice said from behind me.

I froze. Slowly, I turned and found myself face to face with Draco Malfoy.

"Could this night possibly get any worse?" I thought to myself.

"Did you really think you could escape me?" he taunted. "I've told you, you're mine and always will be."

I raised my hand to throw him back against a tree but he was too fast for me. He raised hiswand and put the cruciatus curse on me before my arm even got halfway there. I fell to the ground screaming in agony. Every nerve in my body was on fire. I was begging for him to stop. I screamed for George or Harry to come and save me but neither came.

I wasn't sure how long it went on before another scream interrupted mine. The pain stopped almost immediately. I laid there for a minute trying to regain my composure. Once my senses caught up with me, I registered two voices throwing spells at each other. One was Draco's and the other was George's. I sat up slowly pain shooting through my whole body.

As I took in the scene before me, George was standing protectively over me as he continued to throw spells at Malfoy, I tried to figure out how to help. Malfoy was getting the better of George and I couldn't let that happen. I couldn't lose him again not after I just got him back. I frantically searched the ground for my wand but I couldn't find it anywhere. I forced my stand to stand through the pain. I had to help him. I tried to find an opening to use my power on Malfoy but they were moving around too much. I couldn't get a clear shot at him.

I was so focused on the fight in front of me that I didn't even register the slowly dying noises of the fight or the sound of someone sneaking up behind me. It wasn't until I felt an arm wrap around my waist pinning my right arm to my side and had a wand shoved to my throat that I realized I was in trouble. I let out a scream of surprise mixed with fear.

George and Malfoy stopped their duel. George spun around to look at me. His eyes instantly widened in shock, fear, and sadness. I gulped knowing it couldn't have been good.

"Fred, just let her go." George said as calmly as he could manage.

"I can't do that, George." Fred replied as he gripped me tighter. "However, if you drop your wand and come quietly, I can garuntee that she'll live a few more hours."

George stood there for a moment as if he were debabting whether or not to continue fighting. Then I noticed he moved his wand arm in an odd way before throwing his wand to the ground. He raised both of his arms in surrender. I watched as Malfoy came up behind him and grabbed him roughly. Once George was secured, Malfoy and Fred turned on the spot and I felt the uncomfortable session of apparition.

We landed on the edge of the forest just outside the Malfoy grounds. As they dragged us towards the house, I found myself wondering what had happened to the rest of my friends and family. I knew a lot of them had fallen, I just didn't know which ones. Part of me was happy for the ones that died, they wouldn't have to go through the kind of torture the George and I would.

I was more worried for George than I was for myself. I knew Malfoy would fight like hell to keep me alive. He wanted to be able to keep his toy. George, however, wouldn't have been much fun for any of the Death Eaters and would probably be killed after only a few hours torture. I wanted so badly to be able to reach out and touch him as we were pulled into the house. I didn't dare do it, though. I had no idea how Fred and Malfoy would react to that.

We were dragged downstairs to the dungeon. I was surpised to find that they pulled us passed all of the cells. We were lead to a large metal door. Malfoy shift George in his grip and pulled a set of keys out of his pocket. He unlocked the door and we were dragged inside.

The room was just a large metal box. It had no windows and only one door. I looked around to find it filled with less than half of my friends and family. Harry and Angel were chained on the back wall. Tonks and Ron were in opposite corners in sitting positions. Their hands were chained to the wall and their feet were chained together. Hermione and Ginny were close to the side wall. Their hands were chained above their heads by a chain that suspended them about a foot from the ground. And Charlie was closest to the door. He was chained with his hands behind his back and his legs straight out in front of him.

Everyone looked worse for the wear. Their clothes were torn and their faces dirty. They had cuts and bruises all over their bodies. I noticed their faces were tearstained as well.

Fred dragged me over to the wall and started to chain me up next to Harry. I saw Malfoy start to chain George up in the same fashion as Charlie was. I noticed George grimace several times because Malfoy was being anything but gentle.

"Make sure he's nice and tight." Fred commented to Malfoy. "He has a knack for getting out of situations like these."

George looked to Fred disgusted.

"You should know by now brother." He stated. "That if I want to do something, I'll do it. No matter what gets in my way."

Fred smirked at his words.

"I don't have any doubt you'll find away out of this." he replied. "But you're wandless and this place is crawling with Death Eaters. If you did escape, you'd be back down here in less than half the time it takes you to get out. Besides, if you do try anything stupid, you'll little girlfriend here, we suffer the consquences." He rubbed his hands slowly over my body and I flicnhed at his touch.

"Keep your hands off of her." George growled.

Fred smirked and rested his hand on my left breast. He squeezed it hard and I let out a scream. George made a move to go after Fred but Malfoy kicked him. Fred and Malfoy then left the room laughing.

"Are you alright?" I called to George.

"I'm fine." he groaned. "What about you?"

"As alright as I can be under the circumstances." I replied leaning my head against the wall. "What happened to you guys?" I asked looking to Harry.

"Well, I was fighting alongside Fluer and Mrs. Weasley when we were ambushed by ten Death Eaters. We fought them hard but before I knew it, Mrs. Weasley and Fluer were down and I was being grabbed. They brought me here were Hermione and Ginny already were."

I looked to Ginny and Hermione for further explanations. Ginny was sobbing uncontrollably so Hermione took the responsibility.

"Ginny, Bill, and I were running away from like six of them." she explained trying to keep her voice even. "Ginny tripped over a tree root and twisted her ankle. The Death Eaters managed to catch up to us. Bill told me to take Ginny and get away quickly and he'd hold them off. There wasn't time to argue, so we ran. We don't know what happened to Bill but the Death Eaters caught us and here we are."

Silent tears were pouring down her face.

"What about you?" I asked Angel.

"Tonks, McGonagall, Charlie, and I were in a clearing trying to get our strength back when we were ambushed by twelve. One minute, McGonagall was standing next to me, the next she was on the ground, dead." she answered. "We were brought here."

I could hear Ron crying from the floor. Whatever happened to him must have been bad. He never cried. I was a little afraid to ask. He looked up at me before I could.

"I don'tknow what happened." he explained. "My father and I were discussing ways to save the situation and the next thing I knew, I was waking up here."

I nodded.

"So what are we gonna do?" I asked after a minute.

ANGEL

Annika had asked a good question. What were we going to do? We were locked and chaind up in room with no way out. Even if we could find a way out, we were wandless and had no way to defend ourselves. Their had to be something we could've done though. We couldn't just sit here and let them get what they wanted from us. We had to fight until there was nothing left to fight for. We owed it to the ones we lost to keep fighting.

I wished I hadn't have put on this stupid wool sweater this morning. The chains were making it rub against my wrists and making them itch. That thought stopped me short. I was wearing a sweater! We had hope!

"George?" I said suddenly and excitedly.

"What?" he asked.

"You can pick locks can't you?" I asked.

"Yes." he answered. "But there's nothing to pick them with."

I hadn't thought about that.

"Yes, there is." Ginny said in a hoarse but excited voice. "I put in some bobby pins in my hair today before training. It wasn't cooperating."

"Excellent!" I said. "George, do you think you can crawl over to her and pull them out?"

"Yes, but I can't pick the locks without my hands."

"I know but as soon as I can pull myself out of my sweater, I'll have my hands." I replied. "I learned how to pick locks when I was eight."

George started his slow progress to Ginny. It was a difficult feat for him because his hands were tied behind his back. When he finally made it to the wall behind Ginny, he used it to push himself to a standing position.

"This is going to hurt, Gin." he said. "I have to use my teeth."

She nodded. I didn't pay attention to his progress after that. Instead, I began trying to twist my hands out of my sweater. I heard Ginny groan in pain every once in awhile. By the time George had the bobby pin out of his mouth and was halfway back to me, I had managed to get both hands free. I immediately fell foward. Thankfully, I was low enough to touch the floor before my head smacked into the wall.

I held myself there, trying to ignore the blood rush to my head, until George got back to me. I took the pin from his teeth and started to work on the chains at my feet. It took about five minutes before both my feet were free. I finshed falling but George broke the fall and I didn't get injured. I immediately began working on his chains.

"I'll get started on Harry." I told him once he was free. "Get another pin and get started working on the others."

He got up and went straight to Ginny. After another half hour, everyone was free. We took a minute to hug and make sure everyone was alright. Then Harry voiced the one thing everyone was thinking.

"What now?"

A/N: This chapter was supposed to be longer but it's getting late. Plus, I decided upon writing this that there was already too much happening in this chapter so I thought I split this one up a bit. Let me know what you think of it. I'm going to try a different tactic to get my reviews for this. I will have a preview of the next chapter for anyone who reviews. So click that button and enjoy.