Harry
Harry awoke sweating and shaking, he wiped his damp fore head and took deep calming breaths. He had just dreamt that Ginny was being tortured, but he knew it wasn't a dream, he knew Ginny was being tortured. Harry couldn't move, he was strapped down to his bed in St Mungo's, he would have to let someone know somehow.
"Shane!" He yelled into the darkness, "SHANE!"
Then footsteps sounded and the lights came on.
"What's wrong?" Asked Shane.
"Ginny's being tortured right now!" Harry yelled. "I saw it! She's dying!"
"I'm sure it was just a dream," said Shane, soothingly.
Harry swore loudly, "it wasn't a dream! I SAW IT! SHE'S DYING RIGHT NOW!"
"Calm down-"
"NO! IT'S HAPPENED BEFORE! SHE'S DYING!" Harry looked at Shane, Shane still looked unconvinced. "Forget it, let me up, I'll save her myself."
"I can't let you up."
"LET ME UP OR BELIEVE ME AND GO TO MALFOY MANOR!"
"We'll send someone to look into Malfoy Manor if you're so certain."
Ginny
She was blinded by pain. She was lying on her back, chest barely rising and falling. Her breath coming in ragged gasps. Ginny felt tears fall across her face into her hair, she had screamed so much her throat felt like it had been torn apart. She cried out silently but no one answered, she could hear Hermione's screams now, it ripped every nerve in her body. Ginny knew she had to save her friend but she couldn't will herself to move, she felt broken and helpless and she did not like that one bit. Ginny couldn't even open her eyes, her eyelids were too heavy, she was too tired. But she had to, she had to. Ginny opened her eyes, they fluttered shut again, she tried once more. She could see her surroundings.
A small room, stone walls and floor, lit by candle light, though it was so cold. The room was empty apart from Ginny, there was a heavy wooden door on the left side of the room, a small window on the right. Ginny wasn't even shackled to the floor, the torturers had thought she would be too weak to even attempt to move. Idiots, Ginny thought scathingly. She couldn't walk so she dragged herself across the floor just as the door flew open and Draco Malfoy ran in.
"Ginny!" He cried in a whisper, "come one! What are you doing? We have to go!" Draco pulled Ginny to her feet and dragged her from the room, Ginny stumbled to keep up. "Where's Hermione?" Draco said over his shoulder as he towed her along the corridor, "is she OK?"
"I heard...I heard her scr-screaming before..." Ginny gasped, the mere action of speaking burning her throat and lungs.
Draco paled, "oh god damn it," he whispered, running his free hand through his blonde locks. "Where did she go, did you see?"
Ginny shook her head feeling dizzy.
Draco cursed softly, then he turned and looked Ginny right in the eye. "OK, listen to me; there's a tunnel, I'm going to take you to the end of it, there's a cup, you touch the cup and it'll transport you back - I'll explain later, just do it."
"Draco, I don't have my wand, what if they catch me?" Ginny felt terrified at the very thought.
Draco pulled a very familiar wand from his belt and handed it to Ginny, "I picked it up from beside the bedside table," he winked, "good thing you left it behind, Now go!"
