Friendship on Fire | Fred & George Weasley

Where I belong.

I sat with my head slumped against the cold concrete wall....I had fallen asleep a few hours ago, and it was now almost morning, as I saw a flicker of light floating in through the small window across the cellar. 

I have been at the manor now for three days, and I was beginning to wonder if they forgotten that I was down here. And I couldn't lie I was extremely hurt that Draco and Aimee hadn't even attempted to help me escape, or even bring me a piece of stale bread....I was starving. I could feel the energy just drained from my body as I was the weakest i had felt in a long time. Maybe this was their plan, to just let me starve down here and then feed me to Greyback. I wouldn't be putting up much of a fight if he came down here to get me anyway...

I had to wonder how much strength and energy my animangus form would even have when the time came for my plan to be put into effect. I wasn't scared of the death eaters that took me captive, my lioness could tear them apart before they even had their wands out...it was the worrying about dying of dehydration or starvation that was getting to me.

I was missing my sister and Remus terribly, and I know they would be doing everything in their power to figure out where I was taken....My sister wasn't stupid, I know she knew exactly where I was taken, but it was extremely dangerous for her to come here. I missed my friends, especially Ginny and Hermione, who didn't have any idea I was even taken, although Im sure she does now. I missed all of the Weasleys, even Fred, who I haven't talked to in months. But most of all I missed George....

I missed the man that has been my best friend for almost two years...thinking about George was giving me the strength to hold on in this cold grimy dungeon. I missed all the letters he would send to me while I was at Hogwarts. How he could make me laugh in the darkest moments of my life....I just missed the person that he was, and I knew he was beating himself over me being gone. I had nothing but time to think being down here, and I knew exactly what i wanted when I got home....to be with George no matter what....

I must have dozed off again, because when my eyes opened the light was pouring in brightly through the window. I cracked my neck that was stiff from sleeping on the cold hard ground and sighed, playing with the ends of my pants that were wet from the damp ground. I heard some yelling down the hall, and loud footsteps coming down to my cell. I quickly hobbled as fast as my weakened body would let me, into the dark corner of the room that was hidden from view, right behind the wooden door. 

Several moments passed before I heard the cellar door open wide. I shrunk back into my corner and mentally prepared myself for what was to come. I peeked around to see a short mousy man with a glassy hand walk in with his wand pointed forward. He looked very confused, looking around frantically the small room for the prisoner that was supposed to be here. I closed my eyes tightly and immediately I was standing six feet tall, on all fours. 

I stepped out of the shadows and was rather surprised that I had plenty of energy as my lioness form. I ducked to the ground as if I was hunting my prey, and the second the man turned around I leaped forward, my paws landing on his chest. His eyes went wide and i could hear him whimpering underneath my large form. I let out a low growl and let the saliva drip from my mouth down onto his face, he squirmed and tried to move under my hold, I only pressed my paws into his chest harder. Eventually the tiny man must have past out, because his eyes closed and his breathing steadied out.

I changed back into my normal form and grabbed his wand, tucking it into my waist band before changing my form once more. It was quiet in the dungeon and I slowly made my way out into the dark hallway. I was slow and careful with every step I made, and it was easy seeing as i made less sound when walking as a lioness. I eventually made my way up the stairs, and into the empty dining room I was in when we got here. I was surprised their weren't any death eaters on patrol right now, but then again I had no idea what time it was right now....other than I knew it was night out.