Chapter Twelve

Interrogation

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Dedicated to Allison Fisher, my bestfriend, because it was her birthday on the seventh of October! Which is FAR past now! lol. But still...

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Now I will tell you what I've done for you

50 thousand tears I've cried
Screaming, deceiving, and bleeding for you
And you still won't hear me
Don't want your hand this time, I'll save myself
Maybe I'll wake up for once
Not tormented...Daily defeated by you
Just when I thought I'd reached the bottom

I'm dying again...

I'm going under
Drowning in you
I'm falling forever
I've got to break through
I'm going under

Blurring and stirring the truth and the lies
So I don't know what's real and what's not
Always confusing the thoughts in my head
So I can't trust myself anymore

I'm going under
Drowning in you
I'm falling forever
I've got to break through
I'm going under

So go on and scream
Scream at me
I'm so far away
I won't be broken again
I've got to breathe
I can't keep going under

I'm going under
Drowning in you
I'm falling forever
I've got to break through
I'm going under

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Previously:

Moody put a hand under Harry's mask, and ripped his mask off.

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Moody gasped at the sight that beheld. Harry looked at Moody, sadness shone in his emerald eyes. He heard Ron, Hermione, and Ginny's masks get ripped off. Everyone gasped… Four teens! Four teens they knew!

Harry was beginning to feel sick. Moody was staring at his disbelievingly, he looked around. Ron was getting restrained by Kingsley. Hermione was pinned against a wall by Remus, and Ginny's arms were pinned to her side by Tonks.

Harry felt a pang of guilt as Lupin looked over at him; Lupin's eyes began to fog up with tears. He forced himself to look away from Harry.

"We-we should tak-take them to head-headquarters." Said Remus. His voice was shaky. Moody nodded. The auror stood up, dragging Harry up with him. With a pop, they disappeared.

Harry felt his feet slam into the ground. He fell back, but Moody kept him upright. Then, Moody grabbed his arm, and began to drag him forwards.

Harry flinched in pain. His ankle had been injured in the fight. Moody led him through a door, and dragged him into a room.

The room walls were made out of cement; there wasn't much in this room. Only a short stone table and some chairs. There were no windows, and there were cobwebs everywhere.

Harry knew what the room was. It was an interrogation room. Harry gulped quietly. Harry was pushed forward. He was thrown a little too far. He collided with the stone table. His stomach began to hurt. He put his hands over his stomach.

Harry felt strong arms grab him, and chuck him into a chair. His chair slid a few paces, but Harry managed to make it so it didn't fall over.

He saw Hermione, Ginny, and Ron get set into some chairs too. Harry felt something tickle his arms. He tried to move his arms, but found he couldn't. He looked down, and saw roped binding him to his chair. He looked up, and glared at Moody. Moody was adverting his eyes.

Harry sighed, and looked at the stone table. Not wanting to look into anyone's eyes. Harry felt his scar burning dully on his forehead. He grimaced in pain. He head a door open, and then shut. Someone was coming in the room. Harry looked up, and saw… Dumbledore? He was supposed to be dead! Harry's eyes widened in shock. His and Harry's eyes met. Dumbledore looked sad and old. Harry couldn't help but feel sympathy.

Dumbledore crossed the room, and sat down in a chair across from the table. Harry's eyes never leaving the old man's face. Harry felt his eyes tear up.

Dumbledore gave a sigh, he turned his head towards the other Aurors in the room.

"Leave us, please." Moody looked reluncant to leave, but the ALL Auors left otherwise.

Dumbledore turned to the four companions. Ginny and Hermione were both crying. Ron was pale, and his eyes were open wide. Harry was just staring at Dumbledore, his old headmaster. Tears glazed over his emerald eyes. He blinked away his tears, and put on his emotionless mask.

Dumbledore stared at Harry over his half moon glasses.

"Hello, Hermione, Ginny, Ron, and Harry." Dumbledore looked old, and weak. He gave another sigh, this one was more tired and slower. Harry looked up, his emerald green eyes meet Dumbledore's midnight blue eyes. He felt tears in his eyes, but he couldn't cry... Not now! Never.

"Of all the people to become Death Eaters, it was four students, who hate Voldemort alot." Harry shook his head.

"It's not like we had a choice!" Blurted out Harry. Dumbledore looked at him, and raised his eyebrow.

"Didn't you?" He said in barely above a whisper. Harry shook his head.

"We didn't! He was going to kill Ginny!"

"And we joined because of Harry and Hermione!" Said Ron. Dumbledore sighed once again.

"Very Well, I'm sorry we can't save you this time. You have a trail to attend, tomorrow." Ginny and Harry gasped. Ron fell off his chair, unconcious, and Hermione began crying. Dumbledore shook, his head.

"I'm sorry, i really am..." Harry glared at him.

"Whatever..."

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(A/N) Sorry it took so long to update, i've been really busy, and Sorry it's so short. But hope you enjoyed. Please review.