It was dark and dank, the tiny cell that confined seemed so cold it was wet. You didn't know what had happened, but was sure it wasn't good. You had been awake for what seemed like a few hours. No one had come around to tell you what had been happening. You didn't make a noise, afraid who would come any ways. Your stomach grumbled, and you wondered how long had it been since you last ate. With Ron, you were scared for him as well. What happened to him? Was he dead? You sank to the bottom of the floor, beginning to sob.

A clanging of the door startled you. Sitting up preparing yourself, for what you weren't sure. Coming up to your face was the eeriely
familiar face of Severus Snape. His greasy hair covered the majority of his face, and you couldn't tell the evil schemes he could be thinking of behind those cold eyes. "What's you do with Ron?" Snape sneered, "Weasley, we had no real use of him, it was you the Dark Lord wanted." 'At least he's okay,' you thought to yourself solemnly. "What does Voldemort want with me?" Snape cringed at the name, but recovered a moment later. "The same thing we wanted with other members of your family." His smile sent shivers down your spine.

"If you just give us the other half of the Auckland Amulet we'll let you leave without a hair missing from that pretty little head of yours." You laughed, "What if I say no?" "Then you caqn know the gaping suction of the Dementor's Kiss." He just to across the room, where you saw dozens of black cloaked figures gliding from here to there. Your heart sank, as Snape opened the cell door, and reached for you.

Nearly fifty miles away Harry Potter was using the Reductor Charm on his wand to find a decent trail to find you on. He had borrowed one of the Hogwart's Thestrals hoping no one would notice. He had waited til one in the morning to venture out on his way. The reptilian horse had now halted, finding a good portion of field mice to munch on. Harry drew out a piece of parchment to mark out where he was. His scar was lightly throbbing so he was hanging on to that strand of hope that he was closing in to the end of his journey.
He ate the pieces of bat jerky he had picked up from Dobby in the kitchen. He also got a good helping of water from a nearby stream. Ten minutes had passed, and Harry's energy seemed to have replenished. Traveling further he found a rocky slope, he needed to rest, but his scar was searing harshly. He knew he had met his destination. Harry searched the stone for some hint of an entrance. Like in one of those low budget films, he found a hollow rock that pressed inward. A narrow tunnel could be seen through the hole as Harry tied the Thestral up and crawled inside.

"We'll give you one more chance to hand over the Amulet." Lucius Malfoy, and snape had you cornered. Tied you upside down,
but you could still see the ghastly figure of a dementor approaching you. You looked him right in the eyes, "Kiss my ass."
You spat in Snape's eye as he wiped it away in disgust. "After what you did to my father, I'll never make a deal with you demons again." Malfoy laughed, "I hope you enjoy the emotional ripcord of a corn husk then." The dementor was right on top of you, and you felt all signs of happiness drain away instantly. You felt something swerving out of your body, but was too weak to care.

But it stopped, and you feebly lifted your head to see Harry straddling Malfoy's back, the dementor had disappeared, and Snape seemed to be in a coma. Harry untied you holding you up, and you smiled weakly. "You always go through this much trouble for a date Potter?" He chuckled, "Only for the girls I think I'm in love with."