way to go, tiger | Lorenzo Berkshire

࣪𖤐 Y7 | 6 . We interrupt this programme with a double POV

SEVENTEEN — SHARON VAN ETTON
'I used to be free. I used to be 17.'

Cassie hasn't moved for a few minutes now. She doesn't even register Harry approaching her and pulling her towards his chest. She remains silent as he holds her head.

"I have to find him." she whispers.

Harry's hand drops from her head. "No. You're not going anywhere by yourself, Cassie. You'll get yourself killed."

"He's got Enzo. He's my—" she gasps. "I need him, Harry."

"I know you do, I know. But it's too dangerous—"

"I don't care."

Harry sighs. This isn't going to be an easy battle to fight. "Listen to me, Cassie." he says, sternly. He looks her in the eye. "If you leave right now, realistically, where are you going to go?"

"I—" she thinks. "They probably keep prisoners in Malfoy Manor— theres a cellar the size of the great hall down there."

"Right, so you're just going to storm Malfoy Manor with no plan? You're going to just walk in there and they're going to let you get Enzo and go?"

"No, but Draco will."

"You can't risk that. There are loads of other Deatheaters that outrank Malfoy, including Voldemort himself. You have to trust Enzo, Cass. He's strong because you taught him how to be."

Cassie finds it in herself to take a deep breath. A tear rolls down her cheek. "Once we find these fucking Horcruxes, we're finding Enzo."

Harry sighs. That'll have to do for now. "Okay, yes. Fine. But you need to promise me that you won't leave."

Without muttering a word, Cassie holds out her pinky.

Harry takes it.

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Take it from Enzo, beatboxing in your cell after being kidnapped probably shouldn't be your chosen pastime. "Shut it!" Peter Pettigrew, the cunt he is, bellows from the cellar gate.

"Fuck off!" he shouts back.

When Yaxley grabbed him at the Ministry, Enzo's first thought was obviously Cassie. He knows her, and he knows that she'll want to come and find him. He can't let that happen. Malfoy Manor is riddled with Deatheaters from top to bottom. He obviously put up a fight, but it wasn't enough to get Yaxley and Greyback off him.

That was a few hours ago, Enzo thinks. Time is a tricky concept when held hostage.

He's the only one down here, which he supposes is a good thing, really, but it is quite lonely.

Enzo sits up from the stone floor and heads to the gate when he hears steps above. His heart gives out at the sight of Blaise Zabini and Mattheo Riddle.

"Oh my god." Blaise whispers, clutching his stomach.

"Are you okay? Did they hurt you?" Mattheo asks, his voice so low it's hard for Enzo to hear.

"No. Yaxley grabbed me at the Ministry. He splinched Ron but Cassie is okay." Enzo replies.

"We're trying to think of a way to get you out— bear with us. I reckon I could sneak you some food or water? Fancy anything?" Mattheo says.

"Water'll do, thanks." he sighs.

It's quiet for a moment as Enzo looks at two of his best friends. "I— how have you all been? The others, too." he asks.