A/N: So I actually CAN write today, maybe tomorrow, but definitely not Wednesday on. So here's the next chapter! Tell me what you think about last chapter's twist in REVIEW-MODE!

Voldemort would try. Then he would wait, and try again. He would continue to do this until Harry finally gave him the information he needed. After time, he would torture the boy if needed. When he got his information, he would kill Harry. That was the plan.

But it hadn't worked. Harry had been utterly clueless, and now he was back on square one.

What should he do with the boy now? Hold him ransom? Hold him captive as bait? Simply kill him? It was no use interrogating him further... It was obvious that the boy had been telling the truth about not knowing Dumbledore was alive.

He decided that he would simply wait. Wait for Dumbledore to come and save the precious hero.

Time passed. Days. Weeks. Harry was finally allowed to walk around on the fifth day, so he thankfully wasn't strapped to the chair the whole time. He had to sleep on the floor, live off of toast and water, and be surrounded by the darkness of the room 24/7, but at least he wasn't trapped in that chair.

Harry missed his friends terribly. He had hoped for a rescue, but time had continued to pass, and none came. However, news of Dumbledore being alive had ignited something within Harry, a spark of hope. Dumbledore would most likely get word of his disappearance and come to his aid. He wouldn't just leave Harry trapped in a cold, dark room. Not the Dumbledore he knew.

Now Harry was certain that the reason behind Voldemort's surge of anger that night when Harry's scar had burned was Dumbledore. Voldemort must have found the evidence just that day. He was also now sure that Snape wasn't a traitor after all, that he had been assigned to kill the Headmaster but had saved Dumbledore instead. Harry wondered what Voldemort was going to do to Snape as punishment.

Harry could say that he was half used to his imprisonment. At the Dursley's house, he had been punished and locked in his cupboard many times, with little food. That, however, didn't mean that he enjoyed it. It was actually the opposite.

And still more time passed. Harry waited. Waited for Dumbledore to come and save him.

The three of them were gathered in the small bedroom. Ron was pacing. Hermione was trying to read, but mostly just thinking while she watched Ron's progress. Ginny was staring off into space.

"It's all my fault," Hermione suddenly whispered, snapping Ginny and Ron out of their musings.

"What do you mean?" Ron asked, sounding tired.

"I tried to warn him," Hermione murmured. "I sent him a letter. But I was too late. I waited too long..." She looked as though she were about to cry.

"But they can find him, save him," Ginny said, afraid of the answer. "Can't they?"

"I don't know," Ron admitted.

"What if he's..."

"Stop," Hermione interrupted, her voice cracking. "We can't think that. We have to have hope, we can't give up..."

But they all felt like giving up at the moment. It had been three weeks with no sign of their best friend. All hope was lost. Silence fell upon the three friends again.

'We can't give up,' Hermione thought. She had lost Harry after the deaths of Sirius and Dumbledore. He hadn't been himself. His former self had left them.

She couldn't bear to lose her best friend. Not again.

A/N: Sorry for the short chapter. I couldn't write anymore after that last scene. It almost made me cry, and it didn't help much that Dumbledore's Farewell started playing on my phone. :'( I ate cookies, though. I wanted cheese but I couldn't find any, so I had cookies instead. MMMMM, Dark chocolate :) Both make me hyper, anyway. AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO MANAGES TO GET HYPER OFF OF CHEESE?!

Anyway, I hope you liked the chapter. Yes, I sped things up a little bit, and it might have been a bit boring, but the action is coming soon, I promise :)

Anyway, I won't update anything again until later, cuz I feel like going to play HP music on my flute :) Byyyyeeee!

-Breeze