Chapter 3

Harry and Hermione huddled together and stared out the door to figure out who made the noise, but instead of looking into Voldemort's snake-face they saw the face of a horrified little girl. Both Harry and Hermione realised and they let go of each other.

"Who are you?" asked Hermione in a still-shaky kind of voice.

"Sapura Fletcher." The little girl replied.

"Are you....."

"Mundungus is my 3rd cousin. We call him dung, suits him don't you think?"

"What exactly are you doing here, and where are we anyway?" Harry asked curiously.

"We're at the ministry. I sometimes practice my magic down here. That's what I was doing when you two arrived. By the way, are you Harry Potter?" the girl began to giggle. "You are aren't you?"

Harry nodded. "Yes I'm Harry Potter and just before you ask this is Hermione Granger."

"Is she from not-magic-land?" Sapura asked.

"I suppose you could sa......"

Hermione pulled him away. "Come on we need to go."

"Sapura?" asked Harry. "How the hell do we get out of here?"

"That way!" Sapura pointed down the hallway. "I'll take you out there."

" If you..."

Sapura had already started up the hallway. Harry and Hermione followed her out. After about 50 seconds they lost sight of Sapura. They continued along the corridor then they heard a snarl from behind them. Tey turned around to see what was there.

"Malfoy...?" Harry gasped.

"Harry P-p-potter, we meet again." Lucius Malfoy looked at Harry with such piercing eyes, all Harry wanted to do was run away. But he knew he couldn't. Standing behind him was none other than Voldemort himself. Harry knew he could defeat Voldemort this time, he just wasn't sure how.

Sitting alone in a cell with Hermione wasn't exactly what Harry had hoped for.

"What are we going to do?" he asked her.

"Don't know." She replied. Neither of them said anything else for a while.

After a few hours of sitting miserably in the cell, the door handle began to turn. Harry sat up expecting to see Malfoy or Voldemort or maybe even another death eater but instead they saw a dementor. Or two.

"Azkaban?" Hermione whispered. "We're in Azkaban!"

Harry groaned. "Oh damn!"