Chapter 4: Happenings

Sometimes, they don't make it. Sometimes, when they try to cure, the curse intensifies. Sometimes, a potion mixed with the spell poisons them and kills them. Those ones don't make it.

One of the last ones to suffer this fate was Macnair. He was out under a spell that made blisters appear all over his body, bursting with spurts of acid. When they tried to spell cream onto him, he shriveled up and stayed locked in his twisted position.

"Well," said Harry. "That one doesn't work." He moved the next few cells down. "Get him out of there before he starts to smell, " he instructed a few of the men behind him. One of them tapped his wand to the end of the cell and dragged him out. Harry cast the curse again.

There looked to be only four spells that needed curing, and five Death-

Four. Four more Four Death Eaters were still alive and useful. Four that hadn't cracked. Four that were still subject to torture.

"Get him out of there. That spell you tried worked, Selena, But he didn't respond to the curse. Get him to the boys. "Harry moved onto the next cell.

"I want you to know who is left," he called. "I want you to know whose screams are disturbing your sleep. I have given you painful, but not deadly curses so that you would be around longer. Bella, Lucius, Wormtail, you filthy rat. And Draco." Harry sunk so he was at a closer level with Lucius.

"Do you know why your son is among you? Do you want to know?" he dropped his voice. "You know why you're here. For torturing and killing Molly and Arthur. Bells'a here for making Nevil's parents crazy and killing Sirius. Wormtail's here for selling out my parents and resurrecting Voldemort. But those are old pains. You killed and were done with. What your son did was nothing in comparison to what the rest of you have done. However, what he did is more lasting than what any of you did."

"Harry" Draco threw himself against the glass. "! Don't say things like that! You have to let me explain! I didn't want-"

"Your son tricked me. He made me believe that he had changed. He weedled his way into my heart. He got me to fall in love with him. THEN!" sadi Harry, standing up with a flourish. "I expected to have him by my side for that final battle, but he went to yours, Killing people I loved. And," Harry whispered, "he broke my heart."

He ran to Draco's cell. "DID YOU HEAR ME, YOU BASTARD? I FUCKING FELL IN LOVE WITH YOU!!!!!" he began to pace, voice still raised. "All those time we kissed softly, all those times we had sex in my house all those times you said "I really do love yo, Harry!"" This he said mockingly "But you broke me. You fucking broke me, and for that I will never forgive you."

"Harry…" Draco whispered. "Harry please listen. I really di-no. do have feelings for you, I just didn't want to hurt you. I was afraid of dying and never seeing you again, Harry-"

"That's the exact tone you used to get me in the first place." Harry scowled. "I'm not going to fall for it again." And with a sweep of his cloak, Harry left.

AN: Short I know. But it is a three part fic. I'd like to know how I'm doing so far. Two more chapters in this part. Maybe three, so review and let me know!

Ta!
K