Sorry for the wait! I realize parts of this are a little AU, but it hopefully sticks pretty closely with the book. Enjoy!
It's my fault we got caught. I said Voldemort's name, and then they came. The real deal, the people who could ruin this all. I won't save my friends in the Order, I won't get Ron and Hermione a good future, and I'll never get to say goodbye to Draco. I'll be dead, a dead liar who promised to come back.
Hermione's a genius, blowing my face up so that they can't see the scar. They just maybe won't recognize me, and maybe if they don't recognize me they'll let Ron and Hermione go. I just hope we can lie our way out of it.
"Vernon Dudley." I tell them, when they ask me my name. It's a bad effort, but all I could come up with. I think they believe me, because I know where the Common Room is. Hermione gives the name of a muggleborn, but maybe they'll let it slide. Penelope doesn't have a price on her head.
"Wait a second, this is the girl... this is Hermione Granger!" I groan inwardly, but a small part of me still hopes that we'll get away somehow. That we'll all end up with our happily ever afters.
"So this must be... Harry Potter?" They squeeze my face, trying to straighten it out. "I can't tell... but it's him, it must be him." The man's breath smells of blood, and I lean away from him, choking. They grab us tightly, and I glance around frantically for Ron and Hermione.
We're all pulled into apparition roughly, painfully, and we stumble out onto a front step. The place seems familiar, but I can't quite place my finger on it. They drag us in, and the door's opened. It's Bellatrix Lestrange, and I suddenly realize why I know this place. It's the Malfoy Manor. I know that Draco won't be inside, he's with the Order now, and so is his family. I guess I knew that they lost their house, but I had no idea it had become the Death Eater headquarters. The thought sickens me.
"We've got Potter!" The man whose breath smells of death murmurs excitedly.
"How can you be certain?" Lestrange asks, grabbing my face and pulling at the skin harshly. I try not to wince as her nails dig into me. "The scars all stretched out."
"It's Potter, who else could it be? And look what we found with him." They pull out the sword, and Hermione's eyes dart to me fearfully. Bellatrix's reaction startles me. She grabs it, turning it over in her hands, an expression of pure fear flitting across her face.
"How did you get this?" She asks softly, nails digging into my arm. I don't tell her, I'm scared that if I do she'll take it, our one way of destroying the Horcruxes. I look past her, even when blood starts to drip from my arm.
"Send them to the basement with the others. I'll keep the mudblood."
"NO!" Ron shouts, trying to grab out for Hermione who shrieks as Bellatrix pulls her roughly away.
"Don't worry, if she dies you're next." Bellatrix smirks, before shutting the door. Ron calls out for Hermione, but we're already being dragged down the stairs.
It's dark down here, too dark, and they tie us up so that we can't move. I struggle as I hear the footsteps of the Death Eaters disappearing. When the door closes firmly and I hear the lock snap, a soft voice calls from the corner.
"Who's there?" I recognize that voice, I'd recognize her voice anywhere.
"Luna? Is that you?" I hear footsteps, and soon the lights come back on. Luna stands by the switch smiling. On the other side of the room are Ollivander, a goblin, and Dean. I smile, because even though I probably won't make it through the night, they will. There will still be people left to fight when I'm gone, people to tell Draco I'm sorry for leaving and not coming back. I shudder when I hear a scream upstairs, Hermione's scream.
"HERMIONE!" Ron shouts, pulling at his ropes desperately. Dean and Luna come over to us, quickly untying our ropes. Dean and I grab Ron before he can make a run for the door. It's locked, there would be no point. I almost let him go when I hear another scream, followed by a 'How did you get this?!' from Bellatrix, but I remain steady.
"HERMIONE!" He keeps calling, despite my begging him to stop. He shoves me away, and the bag around my neck twists painfully. I pull it off, and the piece of mirror falls out. For a second, I think I see Dumbledore, but I must be imagining it.
"How long have you all been down here?" I ask them, trying to distract Ron. I know it won't work, but maybe it can at least shift my attention. I have to get us out of here, I just don't know how yet. If only Hermione had been sent down here instead of me, she'd have figured it out...
"I've been here since Christmas, Ollivander's been here the longest. Dean and Griphook came more recently." Luna answers, glancing up at the door worriedly. There hasn't been a sound in awhile, which is almost worse.
"Hogwarts was dreadful this year, Harry, they've given teaching positions to Death Eaters." Luna continues loudly, trying to drown out the silence broken only by Ron's now-quiet calls. I'm about to ask her more, but there's a bang, a loud one. I duck by reflex, thinking it's a curse or a spell, but then he calls me.
"Harry Potter?"
Sorry for the cliffhanger, but I already have the next section written so updates should be faster. Reviews are loved!