Chapter Three

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"Quick, owl the ministry, the Aurors will be able to help", said a frazzled-looking Mrs. Weasly, who after being handed some parchment, quickly scribbled a letter the the minister. As Ron was preparing the letter to be sent, Harry heard a ring from the kitchen telephone, which was more for decoration than use. Figuring himself the only person other than the missing Hermione who knew how to operate it, he picked up the receiver. "Hello?" said Harry, curious as to who it could be.
"Harry? It's Draco. I know how to help you, but you'll have to come quickly." There was a vulnerable urgency in his voice that Harry'd never heard before. "Don't pull on my leg Malfoy" He demanded, not sure whether to believe him.
"No, I'm bloody serious Harry." The blonde boy insisted. "My dad has escaped, and he's got your girl. He's locked her away in a room in which I am forbidden, and I'm not able to lift the enchantment without help." How did Malfoy know about Hermione? He had to be telling the truth; right?
When Harry didn't answer, Draco spoke again. "Harry please! He's going to torture her! I tried to stop him once already; I tried to help her escape before he locked her in that awful room. If you won't do it for me, do it for her. Or Ron. She still hasn't told Ron that..."
With that, Harry heard the phone drop, and all that was left was the hum of the tone. He didn't know what Hermione had told Draco, but he knew that what he had said was no lie. Harry had to find a way to save his friend, and quickly, because he knew if they waited, his friend wouldn't be alive long enough to be saved.
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Hey guys, I'm sorry that the last few chapters have been kind of short.  I know where the story is going, how've I'm still trying to figure out how to get it there.  Hopefully I will be able to update more often now that I have more of a solid plan...

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