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Black and White
Chapter 2
The man standing at the bars, the man who had spent the last half hour torturing her guards was none other than Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived.
He grinned evilly at her horrified expression. "Honey I'm Home."
The words hung in the air for what seemed like eternity. Ginny found that she just couldn't look away. Thick black smoke billowed from the demolished door, sending a oily haze through out the room.
What happened to him? Why is he like this? Was the battle over? These thoughts ran over and over in her head as she watched him standing calmly outside her cell. Fear kept her from voicing them aloud. He looked agitated and angry, and unwanted question could make the situation worse.
"STOP. Stop thinking like that, I won't hurt you Ginny." Harry's voice was harsh and grating, almost like he had spent the last few hours screaming.
He could read her thoughts. Oh Merlin what was happening to him?
"I can't help but be frightened Harry. You don't look like yourself. What happened?" Shock and uncertainty clouded her voice as she watched him closely, waiting for something, but not sure what.
"I don't know Ginny, I just don't know. One moment I was fighting Voldemort, and the next he just dropped dead. Once he was on the floor, all the Death Eaters retreated. We won….I think." Harry ran his hands through his charred remnants of hair.
Ginny could see the confusion and uncertainty swirling through his blood red eyes.
Red eyes? What the hell!
Slowly she got to her feet and leaned against the wall. She didn't want to go near him in case he wasn't what she presumed him to be. This could be the work of polyjuice potion or magic. She just didn't want to believe it was Harry Potter who had tortured those men just minutes before.
"Don't. Don't think that way. I told you I wouldn't hurt you." His body stiffened and the angry words pored out.
"What the fuck am I supposed to think Harry? I heard the screams of those men out there as you tortured them. You tell me what am I supposed to think?" Ginny threw the words at him through gritted teeth.
"Answers Harry, I want answers."
"I know. I promise I will give you all the answers you need, just tell me how to get you out of here." His frustrated voice echoed through the chamber as he threw spell after spell at the bars. Ever attempt was thwarted by an invisible force field that seemed to just absorb the magic, rendering it harmless.
Ginny wasn't sure if she was angry or relieved; this new Harry was frightening.
"You don't have to be frightened of me Ginny. I just want to get you out of there and take you home. Don't you think you Mum would like to see you? You've been missing for awhile now." The over tones of his voice were deceptively soothing, but something wilder lingered underneath.
"Were they all right Harry? Did my family survive the final battle?" Ginny moved closer to the bars, wanting the information like she needed air. It would kill her to have a loss like that.
"Of course they're all right. Nothing happened to them. The battle was relatively short and everything is alright now. The Ministry is busy hunting the remaining Death Eaters."
To Ginny's ears he sounded unconvinced, unsure of the battles outcome. What was happening out there?
"Tell me how to get you out." His frustration was clearly evident as he continued to pace outside her cell.
Things weren't adding up. Was this even Harry Potter?
"I don't know. I'm the one on the inside of the cell Harry. I would have gotten out by now if I knew.' She kept her voice quiet and soothing, trying to diffuse his anger. Something just wasn't right.
Harry threw a few more unknown spells at the bars, but nothing seemed to work, she was still trapped inside. At this point she was relieved the protection spells held. His behavior was becoming more and more erratic as his frustration level increased.
"Fucking hell…TELL ME HOW TO GET THE SPELLS OFF." His voice took on a demonic howl and his eyes glowed brightly against his pale face.
Fear rolled through Ginny in waves as her body began to shake. She backed up until she felt the cool stone against her back.
This can't be happening; this just can't be happening.
"Oh it's happening Princess, and once I get you out of there. I will make them pay for taking you away from me."
Ginny's eyes snapped to the man standing outside her cell.
This was not Harry.
An evil giggle filled the room "Of course I'm Harry love, who else would I be?"
His gaze never left hers; he was almost daring her to argue. This definitely was not the Harry that Ginny knew.
A loud explosion shook the ground, sending Ginny tumbling to the rough stone floor.
"Fucking bastards are quick, I'll give them that." Harry whispered as Ginny slowly got to her feet and smoothed her robes with shaking hands.
Two very powerful entities had gained entrance to the castle. The heavy sweet scent of dark magic radiating from these two individuals set tiny shiver up and down her spine, almost making her giddy. She looked to Harry for help, but the fear looking back at her chilled her to the bone.
He was afraid of them, whoever they were. Ginny was astonished. With the amount of power oozing from Harry, one would think he wouldn't be afraid of anything or anyone, but there it was. These men must be literally drenched in dark magic for Harry to be terrified of them.
"I'm not afraid, let those fools come."
This mind reading thing was getting annoying.
"Who are they Harry?" She asked, but knew she wouldn't get an answer. Harry just gripped his wand tighter and turned towards the open door.
They were coming; she could hear their echoing foot steps near the outer door. Her eyes were riveted to the opening. Two darkly cloaked figures emerged from the smoke and stepped through the mass of broken wood. The masks covering their faces identified them as Death Eaters.
"We told you to stay the FUCK away from her Harry." The smooth quiet voice penetrated the silence. There was no anger, no emotion.
Ginny watched as Harry backed up a few steps at the strangers hushed words.
"She's belongs to me. You stole her, I'm only taking back what's mine." Harry's whiny voice reminded Ginny of a child denied his favorite toy. She could do nothing but watch the confrontation unfolding before her. She had no idea who was on what side.
"I think she might have something to say at being your puppet Scar Boy." The second voice was much louder and more forceful than the first.
Harry backed up another step and hissed, "She's fucking mine."
Without warning Harry launched a spell at the two new comers. Bright flashes of light illuminated the room as spell after spell bounced through the chamber. The shield surrounding her cell held fast as errant spells hit and dissipated.
Ginny clutched her hands to her chest and slid to the floor, watching the battle unfold. Harry was clearly out gunned. The Death Eaters were just too powerful for him to overcome and his protection shields were weakening. Suddenly the three stopped and stood motionless.
"This isn't over mutts. I will get her back. No matter where you hide her, I will always find her." With those parting words and a sharp crack, Harry was gone and she was left alone and trapped with the pair of Death Eaters.
She was doomed.
"Not doomed Pet. Rescued."
Ginny's eyes widened as the pair pulled the revolting masks off and turned to face her. Her body wasn't ready for another nasty shock. Before her dressed in full Death Eater regalia was non other than Draco Malfoy and Theo Nott, two of the most powerful men in the Wizarding world.
Puzzled thoughts and unanswered questions whizzed through her brain at warp speed; she just couldn't take any more. Their handsome faces became blurred and bright lights appeared before her eyes. She slumped heavily to the ground and watched through hazy eyes as they quickly removed the shields holding her captive.
Them, they were the ones holding her here.
Panic and terror took over as the pair advanced towards her. Shock was setting in and her body was shutting down. Warm hands touched her face and she heard them calling her name but she couldn't respond. She looked into a pair of silver eyes as unconsciousness claimed her. Darkness was her new best friend.
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