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Chapter Thirty – Three
Ginny’s eye’s opened slightly and she glanced around the room. She felt the ropes around her and knew she couldn’t move, and saw her wand on the desk him still sitting behind it.
“Good morning Miss Weasley” his voice was flat and indifferent. “I hope you’re not missing Potter too much” she felt a jolt of angst in her stomach, praying he wasn’t stupid enough to come after her but a part of her hoping he would. She didn’t want to die, not yet.
She stayed quiet and focused her eyes on the intricate carvings on the wooden desk; her mind seeing only Harry’s smiling face.
“You will answer my questions or you know what will happen of course”
“You can kill me, I won’t tell you anything”
He shot a bolt from his wand to her stomach without moving significantly, his face and manner remained the same. She involuntarily curled up in pain, forcing her self not to scream, not to show him any emotion that would cause him pleasure.
“Oh im not going to kill you yet, I want him to watch you die, to suffer more then he ever has and make him beg me to take his life”
“He won’t come for me, I told him not to -”
“Foolish girl, the boy lives only to save those he cares about, he commits himself to being a hero that is what has killed everyone who’s been close to him”
“You killed them, you killed them all and he’s going to stop you” she wriggled so she was sitting up not thinking about if he would strike out with his wand again but he didn’t.
“And how does he plan to bring me, the most powerful dark wizard of all time, to his knees”
“Im not stupid enough to tell you”
“Because it will not happen child, join me out of free will and I will show you and if you do not I will make you see it”
“Im not a child” she replied,
“I can see that out of all the things you are, that is not one of them”
“I will not join you”
“Even if it means, keeping your life?”
“I don’t fear death neither does Harry”
“That is a very ill-advised belief” she watched as his thin lips curled around the words his eyes never leaving her own, as they pierced into her soul. She didn’t reply and let him continue.
“Death is something to fear, a punishment to beguile and makes me as powerful as I am. If I do not kill those who get in my way what use am I to my followers, I do not questions my motives I have no reason to. I live for the power, the respect, and the pleasure of seeing others suffer as I rise above them and to make wizards become what they should, what they are. As supreme beings we have the right to come out of hiding and not be ashamed to see muggles for what they are, lower creatures that ought to be subservient”
“Never mind evil, your just mad” she regretted saying it as soon as the words passed her lips and she saw the angry face the red light as it hit her, forcing her and the couch across the room. She felt warmth, and wetness running down the side of her head, her ribs ached in protest as she moved on the floor, and her arm was bent awkwardly pain shooting through it as she willed her self to try and move it.
“If you will not join me, I will make you beg for death and I will make him watch as your life drains away from your body” he was standing over her, his crimson slits looking into her terrified eyes as tears fell, pain taking over and she blacked out.
*****
Harry stepped out of the shop and into the sunlight of the morning. It was too nice a day outside considering what had happened, and he hated it. He walked swiftly to the hogshead; he knew where he was going now and had to focus.
The door was locked and he took out his wand with out hesitation. “Alohomora” he whispered and pushed it open quietly. He pulled off his cloak and searched the open room, his wand drawn warily as he heard footsteps coming down a staircase.
“Whoever’s there can leave now, I have my wand and im ready to use it” said a voice,
“Aberforth, its Harry Potter” he replied, and leant against the bar steadying himself it didn’t feel right to stand still he should be moving, finding her, “I need your help”
A figure stepped out of the shadows “With what?”
“I need a portkey to the prison, I can’t apparate its protected isn’t it?”
“Clever boy, but I can’t do that you’re a student at the school and by the looks of that bloody nose, you don’t have permission”
“I have to get there, I have to speak to a prisoner, im wasting time already I should finding her by now”
“Finding who?”
“You don’t need to know” Harry replied his anger building as Aberforth sat behind a table and conjured two glasses and a bottle. He lifted it up, and Harry read the label, fire whiskey.
He poured out two glasses as Harry stood his rage increasing every second Aberforth stayed calm.
“Have a glass, it will help”
“Nothing will help apart from you making me that portkey”
“I can’t do that Potter, im not allowed. Sit down and talk to me tell me what wrong”
“TALKING ISN’T GOING TO BRING HER BACK, MAKE THE PORTKEY”
“No” he replied simply, Harry paced up and down the room, his wand out in his shaking hand. He stopped suddenly and pointed it at him, “Help me please”
“Put your wand away boy” Aberforth replied taking a gulp, and crossing his arms.
“I’M NOT A BOY, I’VE BEEN THROUGH MORE THEN YOU HAVE IN YOUR LIFETIME, YOU’RE JUST LIKE YOUR BROTHER, WHY WON’T YOU LISTEN TO ME? I NEED YOUR HELP, YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN DO THIS FOR ME”
“Why didn’t you ask Willow?” he said taking another gulp,
“SHE WON’T, SHE WANTS TO GO TO THE ORDER, I HAVE TO DO THIS, AND I HAVE TO GET HER BACK BEFORE…”The black snake slithered into his thoughts again its image burned on the soft skin of her arm. “…Before something happens to her” He grabbed the glass and swallowed the drink in a mouthful feeling it burn his throat and slide into his empty stomach not filling any of the void left behind in her absence.
“Who is she Potter?” it was a simple question he asked and her name formed on his lips. He tried so hard to get it out, to tell him. His left hand squeezed around the glass and it shattered in his now clenched fist. He saw the blood dripping on to the floor, but felt no pain. He raised his hand and pulled out a large shard of glass, the wound was deep and there were smaller pieces imbedded in his skin. He pulled them out as Aberforth conjured a bandage. He took the bottle of fire whiskey off the table pouring it on, cleaning the gash before wrapping it in the bandage. It would scar, another to add to the collection, but he wouldn’t be alive to let it heal.
“Will you help me?” he said stowing away his wand and adjusting the bag on his back.
“Will I regret it?” Aberforth answered,
“No just let me get her back, please” this was it for Harry if he said no he would have to go to Willow.
Aberforth poured the last of the fire whiskey into two glasses “One for the road” they drank silently, and Aberforth pointed his wand at the empty bottle, “Portus” the bottle glowed and Harry reached for it, “Thankyou” he said quietly before feeling that all to familiar tug on his navel and he landed, on his feet, outside the black box and immediately ran towards it, putting away his wand in haste.
*****
“Where is he?” said Hermione, her eyes scouring the common room,
“He’s done a runner, I told you he won’t stick around for Ginny when everything goes wrong”
“Go and check the boy’s dorms im going to talk to the professor’s outside”
“Whatever”
“And Ron…”
“Yes Hermione”
“He loves her no matter what you might think, so gain control of your mouth” she replied before turning around and going to the door.
“Wait a minute, how can you defend him?”
“He’s my friend, he loves your sister and he didn’t do this on purpose, Ron you saw his suffering just as well as I did”
“But-”
“But what Ron, he loves her, he’s willing to die for her, trust him to keep her alive for your families sake and not his own”
Ron sighed and moved to go up the stair when he turned back and pulled her into his arms, “Im sorry, I just… she’s my sister… it’s so hard… I know I’d feel the same if I lost you”
“I'm not going anywhere, im right here for you and for Harry and Ginny when they come home, your all my family you have been since you both saved me from that troll”
She left as Ron went up stairs to check and she stepped outside to see the Professors talking hurriedly and quietly, she picked up on “Order”, “Potter” and “Molly” before they fell silent at her approach.
“Is he in there?” Asked the headmistress,
“No, Ron’s checking the dorms, but if he’s gone he’ll be wearing his cloak”
“We have informed the order of the situation, and Mr and Mrs Weasley will be in my office” Jacob’s looked at her watch, “Now” she finished.
“I think it best Mr Weasley comes with me, Miss Granger as well” said McGonagall, “Will you inform the heads of house lessons have been cancelled and every member of there house is to go to there common rooms, there will be no exceptions” She said to Jacobs who nodded and walked away, as Ron came out.
“He’s not in there and his stuff’s gone – the sword included”
“He’s gone after Ginny, and he’s going to find the last Horcrux” said Hermione quietly,
“Horcrux!” said the professor horrified, “He has created them?”
Hermione and Ron nodded, “Two left, one is you know who's snake the other is unknown” said Hermione, McGonagall composed herself and spoke again.
“Come we must go to your parents Mr Weasley” She led the way to Professor Jacobs office, the three of them in thought over what to do next.
*****
Harry found himself outside the doors quicker then he thought and was glad to see two of the four guards the same as those he had spoken to before.
“What’s you business here young man?” Said one of the two female guards he didn’t recognise, when Liam spoke up,
“It’s Harry Potter, Cadence, he’s been here before”
“How do we know it’s him?” said Cadence, “I mean he could be anyone with a bottle of polyjuice and some of Potters hair”
“I came here before with Willow Jacobs, brought in Draco Malfoy and spoke to Reece, Jack, Caleb and Liam on the door as well as a Mr Keeling inside.” Said Harry hurriedly, “I called Malfoy an obnoxious git, after he said he was hoping to hear about mine and a certain Weasley’s death in the prophet – is that proof enough?”
Jack and Liam looked at each other and nodded to Cadence while the second unknown one spoke up.
“So you’ve been here before?”
“Yes, and im in a hurry now there is a life at risk, a life I care about to much to lose”
“Who’s life?” the inquires continued,
“Like I said, someone I care about, are you going to let me in or not?”
“What happened to your face?” She carried on,
“Can’t you lay off him Laura, he’s proven who he is, lets just let him in” Said Liam,
“We still need to be sure why he’s here” she replied, Cadence joining in saying “We need to know what prisoner you want to see, you may need security escort or clearance”
“I can’t tell you” Harry replied, “And my face is due to a worried brother, who will finish the job if I don’t get his sister back”
“We’re supposed to believe you?”Questioned Laura,
“Im the chosen one believe what you want but just let me in”
“Don’t tell me, your really Harry Potter and you know who’s kidnapped your girlfriend” said Laura doubtfully, “And now your going after her, with out the orders help”
“WELL YOU HAVEN’T BEEN MUCH USE SO FAR, I MEAN I WATCHED DUMBLEDORE, SIRIUS BLACK AND MY PARENTS DIE IN FRONT OF ME, WHERE WERE YOU ALL THOSE TIMES THEY NEEDED YOUR HELP, SO FORGIVE ME IF I DON’T TRUST YOU ALL TO HELP ME BRING THE LAST PERSON I LOVE, HOME AND ALIVE!” He shouted angrily at the four of them, his face red his stance aggressive.
“Just wait a minute!” said Jack, “The order of the Phoenix, is all about protecting the wizarding world, but we can’t be there for everyone”
“EVERYONE BUT ME, IM THE ONE WHO HAS TO STOP HIM WHILE WATCHING ALL THE PEOPLE I LOVE DROP LIKE FLIES, WHAT ARE YOU DOING NOW?, HOW ARE THEY LOOKING FOR HER?”
“Calm down Harry, please” said Cadence,
“OH SO NOW YOU BELIEVE IM HARRY POTTER! ARE YOU GOING TO LET ME IN YET?”
“Not if your angry mate” said Liam
“IM NOT YOUR MATE!” His blood was boiling, but being this furious wasn’t helping his situation.
Harry closed his eyes and took a deep breath; he could smell her perfume from where it was clinging to his clothes and watched as she swam across his vision for a second before opening his eyes again.
“Are you going to let me in?” he said in almost a whisper, “Or am I going to have to blow the doors of the hinges?” He drew his wand and pointed it at the doors, as they stood in shock watching him.
The doors opened and a familiar voice spoke from the entrance, “Let him in guys, we have orders from higher up the food chain” it was Caleb and he led him inside and straight to the cell he was looking for.
“Willow has been in contact and had a feeling you would come, you have ten minutes then you have to go before anyone else knows you were here”
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RIP JD Salinger |