James Did It! (A HP Fanfic)

Chapter 22

"Tonks?!"

"Tonks!"

"Nymphie!"

"We... We have to get out!" Tonks wheezed, clutching her side, which was bleeding heavily. She was pale but the look in her eyes was crazed; she looked desparate to leave and escape. "I... I stole... a wand from... Yaxley, and - and - You have to get out!" She looked about ready to faint, so Sirius and Remus each took one of her arms, supporting her weight.

"No," Tonks said faintly, trying to push them away, "you guys... need to leave! They know, he knows..."

No one had to ask who 'he' was.

"She needs the hospital," Sirius said, looking panicked. "She's losing a lot of blood - she'll die if we don't -"

"We can't leave, Tonks," Hermione (Y) said fearfully, stunned and sad at the sight of Tonks. "There's no way out... unless we find one ahead."

"You - you can't go that way!" Tonks almost shreiked. "He's - he's got - don't!"

"Okay, calm down," Ginny (O) said calmly. Then she turned to Remus and Sirius. "Stay with her?"

They both nodded, and Tonks shook her head. "No way! You don't know -"

"I'll stay as well," said Dean.

"Where do they have Lily?" Arthur asked.

"I don't kn-"

"We'll find her, then," Harry (O) said, determined. "Hold on Tonks, we'll be back."

They began to move through the hole that Tonks had blasted in the wall to save them (Harry (O) wondered how she knew where they were, but thought it wasn't the best time to ask), Tonks yelling for them to stop and trying to follow them, but Sirius, Remus, and Dean held her back and they didn't listen to her pleads.

When they got out, they noticed they were not in the hallway anymore. There was nothing but darkness ahead - they were standing on a small island surrounded by water, only big enough for the lot of them.

As Harry (O) turned back to look at Sirius, Remus, and Tonks, he found that they were drifting away from the latter - he could only see them shrinking smaller and hear their faint voices, Tonks yelling at them and the men trying to calm her down.

Harry (O) lit his wand to join the others, turning back and gazing out into blackness, wondering if they were moving forward or if his three friends were moving away. He couldn't tell.

Then, in the silence, a high, snake-like voice that could only belong to Lord Voldemort echoed through the dark, making them all jump a bit. They all looked around, but Voldemort wasn't anywhere - the voice seemed to come out of all directions.

"Well, well, well," Voldemort mused, his voice ringing in their ears. "I thought you'd never show for your pretty little girl - as you've kept me waiting, I've had no other things to do but... what's the word... play with her."

Harry's (O) blood boiled with anger - when he had a go at Voldemort, he'd kick his -

"And then - who do I stumble upon other than seven little lost children, looking for their parents! The more you've kept them waiting, the more they've suffered at your own cost, Harry Potter. If I were you, I'd give your eldest a lesson on talking back - but don't worry, I've quite done that for you."

Ginny (O) made a sound like a growl. "Wanna talk about teaching lessons, I'll give you a lesson..."

But Harry (O) had other things on his mind at that moment. James was trapped as well - and no doubt Al, who always followed his brother no matter what. Harry's heart dropped to the ground. Voldemort now had all his own children in his clutches (save Teddy), and Harry felt misrable, like his whole world was dropping from his feet... the only thing that kept him from putting his wand to his head that second was that Ginny was still there - he had to protect her... he couldn't lose her as well.

Stop, you bloody idiot, he told himself, they aren't lost... Something in the back of his mind added 'yet', and he hated that it couldn't shut up.

Meanwhille, Voldemort went on. "You'll be lucky if you get to exchange a word to them before they're... put out of their misery."

Bill yelled, "WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM THEM?!"

Voldemort chuckled. "Satisfaction."

"I'LL GIVE YOU SATISFACTION, YOU FLOPPY-WANDED DEMENTOR BOGGERER!" Ron (O) was fuming.

"TOUCH MY NIECE, AND YOU'D BETTER BE READY!" Angie began. "BECAUSE I'LL CHOP OFF YOUR FINGERS WITH A MACHETTI, POKE YOUR EYES OUT WITH THEM, SHOVE THEM UP YOUR ARSE, AND PROCEED TO STAB YOU WITH MY MACHETTI UNTIL YOU DIE, DUMP YOUR BODY IN A SEWER AND PROCEED TO LET THE CROCODILES DEVOUR YOUR CORPSE WHILE I DANCE THE MACARANA OVER YOUR FATE!"

Everyone stared. Even Voldemort was silent, probably bewildered.

"I didn't know you were capable of such speech," said George (O). "I'll just... steer clear..."

"You should note that I not only have your niece, Weasley," said Voldemort nastily.

"Tonks escaped!" Hermione (O) blurted out. "If she could do it, they can too!"

"Yeah!" Ron (Y) agreed. "It seems as if you have a slight security problem, Moldy Warts!"

Voldemort hissed, and sound ringing in their ears at it echoed. "I'll have you know, filthy Blood Traitors, that I let her escape. I gave you a chance to turn around and save yourselves - it is not my fault you didn't take that oppertunity. Now you will watch your precious children die."

"NO!" Ginny (O) cried, and Voldemort laughed.

"If it isn't little Ginevra! I've waited for so long for this - my revenge. And what perfect way to get just that then having you see your daughter - broken, crumbled at my feet! I'll take her life just like I was taking yours - but this time, there's no way she'll be saved." He chuckled. Maybe he could see them and was watching Ginny (O) pale with every word. "I've been waiting for days for you to show up."

"How - how did you know we were coming?" Hermione (Y) squeaked.

"I have my ways. I have spies all over - both hidden and right in front of you. Poor Peter almost got caught..."

"That rat!" Ginny (O) exclaimed. "Harry, that rat!"

Harry (O) nodded. "The one in the kitchen..."

"And Chang - you never expected her, she fed me valuble information..." They gasped. Cho?! A Death Eater?! "You really are stupid."

"Speak for yourself," Rolf said angrily.

"Enough talking," said Teddy. "Where are they?"

Voldemort's voice ceased. Harry (O) looked forward, using his wand - he saw there was a path of land for them to follow.

And they did.

Willing them to find a circular room, a small, frail, broken-looking body in the middle, red hair covering her face. The only thing that told them she was alive was the small rise and fall of her back, indicating she was breathing.

James, Albus, Scorpius, Rose, Domi, Molly (2), and Fred (2) were binded with ropes to rocks. They didn't look up when they entered, even when Ginny (O) shreiked, "OH MY GOD!"

Harry's (O) eyes rested upon his daughter for a moment, until he looked up and gasped.

James was as white as parchment. His right leg was bleeding and his jeans were ripped - his head was bent to the ground, and his eyes were shut. He looked terrible - a shrill of horror ran up Harry's (O) spine as he looked at his son, fearing the worst.