Vince frowned slightly. He looked around the room, it was then that he noticed the door was gone. They had all been so distracted being dazzled, curious, and confused about the room to even notice as the door had magically faded into the air.

Vince looked at Brant and Raquel silently, then turned to his sister, then back. "The only way out is if they come and get us," he finally said after a moment of silence. "And that could only be when they see we're all 'asleep'... so let's pretend we've fallen in the spell and they'll most likely come and take us wherever they took the others."

"I suppose it's the only plan we've got," muttered Raquel as she sunk down in the chair biting her lip nervously. This was so bad. But someone had to notice five students were missing, didn't they? Someone would go looking for them. But then again . . . no one had found the teachers or anyone else. Maybe they wouldn't find them either. "What if we die here though?" she asked. "There are so many things I wanted to do but haven't." She sighed.

Vince sighed, taking a seat on the floor next to his unconscious sister. "And I still had so many tasks left for you," he said in response to Raquel's words. He then closed his eyes and rested his head on his sister's cold knees, looking as deep asleep as her.

Raquel was too distressed over the new events to really care anymore. She merely made herself comfortable and closed her eyes trying her best to look like she was in a deep sleep.

Brant had settled beside her and followed suit. He looked just as Vianna and Vince did. And so now all they had to do was wait for what was to happen next.

Vince remained as quiet and still as a statue in a sleeping pose. He had an urge to open his eyes and see what was going on or what would go on but of course that was out of the question. He took a deep breath and felt his mind wander off as real drowsiness slowly began getting the best of him.

It wasn't long before Raquel had drifted off to sleep. Fighting with Vince had become incredibly tiring. She was laying on the floor, curled up and sleepy soundly.

Brant, on the other hand, was still awake thought and remained motionless. He wanted to know what would happen and what was going on and was determined to stay awake. He wondered how the others were doing but of course he couldn't open his eyes. He just waited.

It was only a matter of minutes until the first sound of arrival was heard. Vince twitched faintly in surprise, but managed to get his body under control, completely awake now. There were voices, around three of them, muttering and whispering to one another.

Though he was unable to see them, Vince could feel their footsteps approach the small group of students by the dining table. One of the newcomers placed a hand on his face, examining it carefully. After making sure he really was asleep, the person or creature then headed to the others, touching and caressing their faces curiously.

Brant could feel something or someone by him. He then felt it, they were touching his face, checking to see that they were all really asleep. He felt it retreat and there was more movement beside him. They were probably checking on Raquel now.

It was then he heard faint murmuring and a few moments later, he could feel someone pick him up. Brant kept his body limp so they wouldn't suspect a thing. But then he was thrown onto something. Probably some sort of carriage so they could carry them all off. He felt someone else placed beside him. He dared not check who it was though.

The newcomers did the same with Vianna and Vince, picking them up with amazing ease, and then throwing them into a closed space like a pair of rag dolls. There was the slamming of a door and the small compartment suddenly began moving, there was the echoing of horse-like footsteps on the stone ground from outside.

Vince opened his eyes slowly, lifting his head up from what seemed to be his sister's stomach. He looked around but the small compartment was pitch black. "Raquel? Brant?" he asked in a low whisper.

"Vince?" Brant whispered back. "You alright, mate?" He opened his eyes and looked around but he could see nothing. He looked in the direction he had heard Vince's voice. "I suppose they're taking us to their hideout or whatever."

That's when Raquel groaned. She had hit her head and that had done more than enough to wake her up. She rubbed her head. "Where are we?" she muttered shaking off her drowsiness and looking around in the dark.

"Yeah, I'm fine," replied Vince at the sound of Brant's voice. He then nodded in agreement to his supposition, though obviously it couldn't be seen in the dark. "Most likely. Do you guys have any idea who or what they were? They were too strong to be normal people."

That's when Raquel suddenly spoke, and Vince turned to her voice. "We're being carried away to the others. Or so it seems."

Raquel shivered more out of fear than anything else. She hoped they'd all be okay. "What'll we do once we get there though?"

"Well, we have to find out what those things or people are," said Brant. "And how many there are. It's only five us and if they outnumber us, well, we could be in huge trouble."

Raquel bit her lip nervously but said nothing else. She was much too scared right now to talk. She had to calm herself.

"We'll be fine," said Vince quietly, trying to sound reassuring but he was too nervous himself to really help give much confidence. "Damn, we should've brought the Portkey with us," he then muttered, remembering the green book that had led them there in the first place and their only door back to Hogwarts.

"Where'd you leave it?" asked Raquel. Maybe there was a way to get it back. A summoning charm right now. Not that she dared try now. It was much too risky. She looked at the post where Vince's voice had come from.

"I didn't leave it anywhere, all three of us were holding on to it at the same time," replied Vince matter-of-factly. "I wasn't the one to take it, though. I think we just ended up leaving it there." He sighed, trying to make himself comfortable in the small, tight space. Someone's foot was poking hard at his back and another person's hand was being squished under his foot. "Sorry whoever's that was," he said, moving his foot when he noticed whatever he had been resting it on was too soft to be the floor of the compartment.

"Yeah, thanks, mate," muttered Brant as he took his hand and rubbed it. Lucky Vince hadn't been standing or else his bones may have been crushed. "Anyone know a spell to ease pain?"

"I don't think it's wise to use magic," muttered Raquel. "They may even have a spell on here just so we don't. It's too risky either way." She sighed wishing that she was back in her common room on her warm, bed.

Vince sighed. He wondered just how long the ride would be and if his sister would ever wake up. The compartment was incredibly tight and too dark, too, leaving him bored out of his mind. He didn't feel he had the energy to be his usual annoying, self-centered self at the moment.

There was a sudden loud gasp and commotion in the compartment, as one of the members moved roughly, touching everything and everyone around her; accidentally poking Vince's eyes in the process. "Ow! Hey quit it, who's doing that?!"

"It's not me, mate!" said Brant as he felt movement. He back up into a corner hoping not to get caught up, but it was already a tight fit as it was.

"It's not me either," said Raquel. "Maybe Vianna woke up? Vianna? Are you okay?"

"Vince! Brant, Raquel!" Vianna squealed in joy as she heard the others' voices. "Oh thank goodness, I thought I'd be like this for the rest of my life!" she said in a quivering voice.

Vince frowned slightly, placing a hand on what he believed to be his sister and examining her face closely as if he were a blind man. "You mean you knew you were asleep...?"

Vianna nodded, feeling her brother's face as well. They looked like a pair of blind children seeing each other through their hands for the first time. "I was awake! I could hear you, all of you! I tried talking to you, but... I don't know, it was like I had no control over my body, I wasn't allowed to move it. But I could feel and hear everything as if I were awake, it was horrible!"

"Oh, thank goodness you're alright!" said Raquel. "The spell or whatever it was must have worn off." She threw her arms around someone in an attempt to hug Vianna.

"Uh, Rae," muttered Brant. "Wrong person. Vianna's over there." He turned Raquel in Vianna's direction, or what he thought to be her direction at any rate.

"Oh, sorry, Brant," said Raquel. She then threw her arms around the next nearest person. "Vi! I'm so glad you're okay. We were all so worried about you!"

"I'm glad, too, thank you for the concern, Rae," replied Vince, returning Raquel's hug with a wicked smile, his hands creeping to places forbidden.

Vianna sighed and laid against the compartment's side, she was far too happy to have control over her body back to bother scolding her brother's immature nature. "It feels so good to be back!" she said with a grin.

Raquel's eyes widened as she realized exactly who she was hugging. "You creep!" she said as she let go of him and slapped his face. "I can't believe you were just--you're so infuriating!" She back away from him, trying to get as far away as she could from him in this small, cramped space.

Brant laughed. "You guys are too funny," he said chuckling. "You alright, mate? That slap sounded really hard."

Vince's cheek where Raquel had slapped was burning hot from the slap; but he smiled pleasantly, it had been worth it. "Yeah, I'm all right," he replied to Brant with a chuckle.

Vianna shook her head, she couldn't help but laugh lightly at the incident. She then cleared her throat, forcing the laughter away. "We should keep our voices low, it wouldn't be wise to attract the kidnappers' attention."

"Well, he should stop being so insensitive and stupid," said Raquel in a low hiss as she glared at Vince. Not that he could see, but it made her feel better.

"When do you think we'll stop moving?" muttered Brant. But almost as soon as he said it, there was a huge jolt and they had stopped moving. Everyone had been thrown forward. "Nevermind," muttered Brant.

"Owww," winced Vianna, slamming hard against the opposite side of the compartment, her brother falling flat next to her. "Quick! Everyone, sleep!" whispered Vianna as the kidnappers exited the front compartment and now headed to them.