Chapter 19

Thalia's POV.

These past few weeks with Harry have been like nothing I'd ever experienced. He was by far the sweetest man on earth, he was also a gentlemen. Chiron allowed Harry to sit at the Zeus table during dinning hours which was nice, we always snuck out after hours and kissed under moonlight and walked through the woods holding hands trying to keep out of sight from the harpies. I didn't know much about it but I knew Harry was under this curse. I knew that every day it got worse and worse, I could tell by the way he acted. When it came to me he seemed to know how to control his anger but I saw the way he acted when we weren't together. He had to leave soon to go to the hospital that would help him. Selina told me a bit about it, telling me I could come and visit him if I wanted and she told me where I will have to go to see him. I seriously thought I was in love with him and I wasn't going to let him go this easily. Of course my father knew what it was like to be in love, I mean he's been in love hundreds maybe thousands of times. A week after Harry left I went up to Olympus. I needed to see him, but how would I get there.

When I got to Olympus I knew exactly how to find my dad. Usually he would be sitting in the throne room because he knows when I am coming.

"Hello Father," I practically yelled. My dad was in his godly form standing twenty feet above me. He shrunk down to his human height still at least a head taller than me.

"Thalia, my dear daughter, what can I do for you today?" he asked his voice booming through the throne room.

"I need you to transport me to him dad, I have to see him." My father knew exactly what I was talking about. He watched over me like he did all of his children. He monitored our every move.

He sighed. "Fine, but I will only do it this time. Thalia I need you to understand how dangerous this can be."

"I understand father." And just like that I was lightning traveling. One day my dad said he was going to teach me. I was the only child who was even interested in lightning travel. One point of the finger, one strike of lightning and I was there in front of Harry's bed.

He was laying there practically motionless, hardly breathing with swirls of magic floating above his head.

As I stood there watching him he started to stir and wake. The swirls above his head started to dim then finally disappear. I pulled a chair up next to his bed and took his hand in mine.

"Thalia, is that you?" he asked still half asleep.

"Yeah, I'm here Harry." The words I said were barely a whisper. I didn't know why but I could barely talk. Tears filled my eyes and soaked my cheeks. It hurt to see him this way. Harry struggled to lift his hand up to my cheek. When he finally touch my cheek he pulled my face down to his.

"I love you Thalia Grace," he whispered. He then pulled my lips to his and kissed me. We just sat like that for a moment. Then his lips started to move. After he kissed me he scooted over so I could lie next to him. I climbed in and wrapped my arms around his abdomen laying my head on his chest. The rise and fall of his chest was slow and his heartbeat was weak.

Selina's POV

The dark, cold look in Draco's gray eyes reminded me of a snowstorm in the middle of winter. He looked at me with pain and sighed. He came close to the wall I was sitting against and touched the chains that were attached to my arms. He then touched my face, carefully running his hands through my hair.

"If you would just do what he said," Draco whispered, "you could be free. You wouldn't have to live in fear anymore. He wouldn't be watching your every move!" He got up and walked over to the middle of the room. He paced back and forth, and looked almost like he was trying to cover every inch of the chamber.

"Draco," I said when he started to bite his nails, "you know that I can't do that. I'm not like that. I'm not like you."

"Look, I never really liked the old coot, but killing him isn't something that I fancy either." He was raising his voice now.

"I lost my father last year, Draco. I barely knew him, but I felt like he was something more than just a fugitive. Sirius was my father and Dumbledore is one of the only things close to family that I have left!" I was almost up to a yell.

Hearing footsteps coming down the stone stairs of the dungeon, Draco went drew his wand and stood in front of me, yelling the curse.

"CRUCIO!"

The red beam of that curse came at me and hit me in the stomach. The curse felt like hundreds of hot knives were piercing my skin, but didn't make a mark on my skin. My high pitched screams filled the small part of the dungeon that we were in and I heard the cackle of the person I hated most in the world.

"So," Bellatrix said, her voice more nasal than ever, "she's still resisting I see." Maybe I can try to convince her." Draco let off his spell, leaving me with a moment of relaxing before the second curse hit.

Bellatrix didn't even have to say anything, but it was even worse. Her curse felt as if I was being rolled by a hot steam roller that had spikes while being chewed up by hundreds of rapid, hungry dogs. What was actually only a couple of seconds, seemed like hours to me.

"Come, Draco." Bellatrix commanded. Draco followed her and when he was almost out the door, he looked at me, started to bite his nails again, and walked away, closing the door behind him.

I was alone in the cold cellar of the Slytherin common room with just my thought to keep me company.

**NOTE!** To clear up any confusion, Selina is Harry's half sister. Her mom is Lily and dad is Sirius(: