Chapter Twenty

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Draco's POV

Everything was in complete and utter chaos. Harry, Ron, and Hermione apparated as soon as Harley was taken. Every chair and table was either knocked over or completely destroyed. I tried not to stare at the bodies lying haphazardly across the ground. People were crying and screaming, but I could still feel them glaring at me.  I began to walk towards the Weasley family. Bill was holding onto Fleur tightly with one arm, while his free hand was holding Molly's. Arthur held onto Molly just like Bill was doing with Fleur. Fred and George looked completely dazed, Percy was holding a crying Ginny, and my heart was ready to break. They all looked up at me as I got near them. I couldn't tell what they were feeling, and that scared me.

"I'm sorry Bill and Fleur. I shouldn't have come here today. I came for Harley, and look where that got us all. Harley was taken because I defied my father, and your wedding was ruined because I was here. I-" I began to tear up, and tried to look away. "I can't even begin to apologize, but I'm leaving. I'm going to find Harley, and if I'm putting her in danger, after I save her, I don't think I'll come around her anymore..."

I trailed off, and turned to leave, when a hand grabbed my arm. I turned and looked up at the faces of Elizabeth, James, Tonks, and Lupin.

"You're not going to save Harley alone. Now before you bust into your manor all love crazy, we need a plan." 

I nodded my head okay at Lupin, and Elizabeth awkwardly hugged me. We apparated to Tonks' and Lupin's home, and for about three hours we talked about every possible angle of the manor, and every possible place they could be holding Harley.

"I'm telling you, anyone they take alive, no matter who they are, go straight to the dungeon. I know my father, and he wouldn't defy a straight order from Voldemort. Now most of the higher up death eaters will probably be at the secondary meeting place they go to. I have no idea where it is. They apparate to and from it, and no matter how hard I've tried, I haven't been able to figure it out. They go for at least two hours every other day. Tomorrow they will leave at 9, and we will arrive at 9:05. The dungeon itself won't have any guards, but every entry point in the manor will, along with the entrances to the dungeon. I guess we should get a bit of sleep if we can, and get ready to leave. James and Elizabeth, you both have an upper hand. Kill anyone that figures out about that upper hand. Even if it's my mother."

I walked away from the group, and into the bathroom. I washed the dirt and grime off of me, and quickly changed into some of James' extra clothes. It was already five in the morning, and I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep. Four hours and Harley would be safe again.



Harley's POV

I let out another blood curdling scream as Alecto shoot another curse at me. My hands were shackled behind me, and I was too weak to do anything. They had me completely bare. Nothing was hidden, and everything was cold and in pain.  I grit my teeth together as Bellatrix and Lucius walked into my cell. The smirked at me, and I wanted to scream in frustration.

"Ah Miss Potter, I see you're enjoying your visit."

Lucius got close to my face, and I managed to spit into his. He growled, and slapped me hard enough to make my vision blur.

"You filthy bitch. You're nothing but an insignificant little girl. You took my son away from me, and now I'm taking him back."

Another curse was shot at me, and my body began to contort. I refused to let out a scream, and kept my eyes on Lucius the whole time. Bellatrix and Alecto began to take turns shooting various curses and spells at me. A death eater whose name I did not know began to hit me with random objects. Before I knew it, I was knocked out.



Everything was cold, and sore when I woke up. My wrists were bright red from trying to get out of the shackles that held me. Cuts, welts, bruises, burns, and god only knows what else covered almost every part of my body. I was too sore to move, too ashamed to get up. The whimpers of the other people in the cells made my heart drop to my stomach. They didn't get it as bad as I did. All of them had clothing and blankets, but none of them were prepared for this. Random students from both Hogwarts and Beauxbatons filled a few of the cells. Family of some of the members of the order filled others. I tried to get up, but the shackles held me. I groaned in frustration and began to cry. The sound of footsteps made me cringe. I tried to hide as much as I could of myself, and closed my eyes. A warm hand found my face, and I cringed away from it.

"Oh my god, Harley, what did I let them do to you?"

I opened my eyes, and found myself staring at Draco. He was crying, and staring at each mark on my body in horror. He undid my shackles, and held me close to him. I cried into his chest, and he gently kissed my forehead. He took off his shirt, and put it over me. His smell overwhelmed me for a second, but the warmth was amazing. Draco picked me up bridal style, and held me against his chest. I could vaguely make out two forms unlocking the other cells. The edges of my vision began to go black, and Draco looked down at me.

"No one will hurt you ever again."



Draco's POV

James and Tonks were busy getting everyone else out of the dungeon while Lupin and Elizabeth were dealing with the few death eaters my father left to guard the prisoners. I looked down at Harley, and I wanted to cry. Twelve hours was how long she was gone, but in those twelve hours, she was tortured beyond belief. I had never seen the mark Voldemort gave her until today. It was twisted and nasty and covered her entire back, but she never complained about it. I tried to get her warm since her body was ice cold. Lupin and Elizabeth ran to us as soon as they finished with the last guard. Tonks and James led everyone up the stairs, and helped them all apparate away. We all grabbed onto one another, and quickly apparated to the burrow. Molly took one look at Harley and burst into tears. I laid her down on the couch, and before I knew what was happening, I blacked out.

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