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The Brotherhood

A/N - Sorry for the long wait, I've been busy and completely forgot about posting a new chapter. I suddenly realized yesterday that I hadn't posted in awhile, but was traveling all day yesterday so couldn't post. I'm in Montana right now and might not get the chance to write very much. Next week, though, I have a full week off of school so I'll try to post an extra chapter or two.

~~~ Chapter Twenty-one ~~~

Harry groaned lightly as he felt himself come back to consciousness. He was decidedly sore and didn't want to move. However, the damp stone which he lay on was highly uncomfortable and so he made an effort to open his eyes.

From his position on the ground, he could see he was in some sort of cell. Three walls were made of the same stone as the ground and the forth was a wall of bars.

A glimpse of red caught his eye and he turned to see Ginny lying there beside him, unconscious still.

Sitting up, carefully, he tried to remember back to what had happened. Deatheaters had come to Remus' home and taken them.

Harry frowned as he thought about how Sirius would react. He had become very close to his Godfather since the time they had met, and they hadn't been apart for more than a few hours before. Sirius would be panicking, he knew. Actually, Tonks and Remus would probably be panicking as well.

"Where are we?" Ginny's voice broke him out of his thoughts.

He looked at her to see that she was now sitting up against one of the walls, studying their cell.

"No idea, other than being held by deatheaters," Harry replied.

For a moment their eyes met and Harry could see the fear in her eyes. Although Harry feared too, he was more worried about how everyone would react to them being captured, and what the deatheaters would do to Ginny.

~~~TB~~~

Remus on his sofa, across from Dumbledore. Tonks was beside Remus and Sirius was in the other room, hiding.

"Remus, I must ask you something," Dumbledore started.

"Yes, Professor?"

"Do you know where Sirius Black and Harry Potter are?" Dumbledore questioned.

Remus paused. He knew that he could trust Dumbledore, and the headmaster probably already suspected that the two fugitives had been living with him. However, he didn't want to give anything away.

Remus must have hesitated long enough, because Dumbledore said, "I must know where Harry is, for his own safety."

Remus shook his head. "I don't know where he is."

"But you've communicated with him. Where has he been?"

Remus sighed. "He's been staying with me, but he's gone now," he answered. He didn't want Dumbledore to suspect anything worse of Harry, and thus didn't tell him he had disappeared with Voldemort.

"He left or was taken?" Dumbledore asked.

"He was taken, I believe," Remus answered.

"By whom? The ministry? Or was it Voldemort?"

Remus didn't reply, but Tonks dug into her pocket and pulled out the note they had found on the door. "This was pinned to the door when we arrived here."

She handed the note to Dumbledore and he looked at it with grave eyes.

"Harry is in grave danger," Dumbledore stated.

Remus gazed at him in surprise and Dumbledore answered his unasked question. "No Remus, I do not believe Harry is on Voldemort's side, nor do I believe he is guilty of the crimes for which he was persecuted. I believe the same with Sirius Black, which means you can come out," Dumbledore's voice raised slightly at the end.

Sirius, who had obviously been eavesdropping on the conversation slouched into the room and stood behind Remus and Tonks, his face blank.

Remus looked up at him and frowned. His friend had been very emotionless since Harry left, and Remus was concerned. He knew that Harry was everything to Sirius, and now he was gone.

~~~TB~~~

Harry didn't know how long he had been sitting in the cell with Ginny. He figured that it had to be more than twenty-four hours, but he couldn't be sure. He hadn't seen anyone yet, much less Voldemort, and he wondered why they had been taken if they weren't going to do anything with him.

So when footsteps echoed through the hallway in which the cell was situated, Harry looked up, startled.

Beside him, Ginny looked up as well, looking nervous.

After a few moments, a pair of masked deatheaters appeared on the other side of the bars and gazed down at the two prisoners. Ginny shrank back from them but Harry glared back reproachfully.

"The Dark Lord requests your presence," one of the deatheaters said. Harry thought the voice sounded familiar and wondered just who it was.

The cell door was opened and Harry was pulled to his feet and out of the cell. Harry allowed them to take him with very little struggling. There was no point until he knew what Voldemort wanted him for, why make his situation worse than it had to be?

Glancing back in the cell, Harry saw Ginny, looking panicked. She obviously didn't want to be left alone there.

This was a strange circumstance, because as far as Harry remembered, Ginny had always been confident, never worrying or fearing too much.

Harry was taken down the hallway and through so many doors and hallways that he knew he would never be able to find his way back alone. Wherever he was, it was a maze.

Entering yet another room, Harry knew it would be his last destination. Deatheaters were gathered at the edges of the room, watching him eagerly. On the far side of the room, sitting on a throne, was Voldemort.

Harry clenched his teeth to try and contain the pain that came from his scar.

"Welcome, Harry Potter," the snakelike wizard murmured, his voice smooth.

Harry glared at the wizard in response and Voldemort smirked.

A/N - Ooh, what's going to happen now? I don't even know at the moment besides a vague idea...reviews will help get the ideas flowing and make me write faster.