"Stop!" Harry yelled, but with a flick of Denver's wand, he was silenced.

"As I was saying, to bring back Voldemort, you must first kill your father. Then, you must win your older brother's wand in a duel to the death, and finally, show your younger sister the horrors you have done. The first two steps, however, can be out of order." Denver laughed maliciously.

"I'll never do that," Albus replied.

"All I have to do is say 'imperio', and you'll do whatever I want," he sneered. Albus spit in his face. Then, all of a sudden, an odd feeling came over Albus. Happily, he enjoyed the feeling; it was the best thing he'd felt in days. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he was conscious he could stop the feeling, but truthfully, he didn't even try.

Albus snapped back to reality. He found Harry yelling in pain. Slowly, he realized he was punching Harry. Albus scrambled back from his father, not stopping until he'd reached the wall.

"And you said you could resist," Denver sneered, leaving the room. But those words weren't the thing that bothered Albus. It was the look of absolute horror on Harry's face.

Albus stayed up all night, fighting back an avalanche of tears. This night, there was no father to

comfort him. Because he had betrayed his father. Albus knew he might have been able to fight back the

spell. But the feeling of being controlled…had been too great. Albus bit his lip in anger at himself. This

whole thing was his fault, not his dad's. He was the middle son, after all. If he was gone, the procedure

could never be carried out.

The door to the room creaked open. Albus shut his eyes, pretending to be asleep. A familiar

Voice called his name, and Albus opened his eyes in an instant.

"Owen!" he said rather loudly, before quieting down. "Why are you here?" Behind his best

friend, Albus saw Michael waking up James. Also, next to Harry was Hermoine, and next to Ginny was

Ron.

"We're rescuing you of course!" Owen whispered.

Meanwhile, Harry became aware of a hand gently pressing him awake. He shut his eyes against the pull; his body craved sleep.

"Mate, wake up!" said Ron. Harry's eyes flashed open.

"You're here," Harry said in amazement.

"Yeah. Michael and Owen here came and got us. Turns out they were in the plot to capture James and Albus, but the Death Eaters here didn't bother to take them."

"And how'd you get in?"

"Harry, the defenses could have been broken by a sixth year at Hogwarts. But, what have they done to you? You look terrible." Harry told Ron about the way Voldemort could be brought back to life, and how the Death Eaters here found out.

"I've never felt so…weak," Harry said. "I could have stopped them from getting the information. I know it!"

"Yeah, at the cost of your insanity," Ron said. "Come on, let's get out of here. We flew here on broomsticks, and yes, we brought extras, but the bad part is, we think someone is following us." Quickly, Ron released Harry's magically bonds. Then, he helped his friend up as Harry felt his sore wrists. Around the room, the rest of his family was up again too.

"Come on then," Hermoine said. "Let's go!"

James ran outside. He knew everything now. He'd heard his father tell Ron the legend about Albus. Strangley enough, James felt pity for his little brother. It might have been the first time in his life, actually. But sure enough, there was pity. He wished he could do something to help his brother.

The escapers and their rescuers reached the broomsticks. They were just about mounted when Lily screamed. Jimmy had his arms wrapped around her, with his wand pointing at her neck. The message was clear: surrender now.

Then, from the woods, a voice yelled, "Expelliamus!" The wand flew out of Jimmy's hand, and his hold on Lily was broken. She kicked off from the ground, along with the rest of her family. Before flying off, Albus saw the person who'd shouted the spell. They'd been tall, with blonde hair and pale skin. Unfortunately, that's all he'd seen before the man had ran off. Later though, he heard Ron and his father talking.

"So someone was following us," Ron said.

"Malfoy."

Note:THIS STORY IS NOT OVER!