Amulet of Time 2: Two Worlds, Two Wars

Chapter 21: What Happened To Harry And Ginny?

Harry returned to consciousness with a groan. His head felt like someone had taken one of Uncle Vernon's drills to his temple. Slowly and cautiously opening his eyes, he noticed he was in a dingy concrete cell, with only a little light trickling through a barred window high up in the wall. Turning his head to the right, he saw the barred door of his little prison and groaned. He closed his eyes in the vain hope that this was all a dream, a nightmare even, when he felt soft hands running over his brow. At the touch his eyes flew open, and he looked up into the sad brown eyes hovering above him.

" Gin, where are we?"

" I don't know, Harry. I woke up a few minutes ago, and all I can determine is that we are in a cell, and it seems to be protected against the use of magic."

" WHAT!?"

" Calm down, you have a nasty bump on your head. You don't want to make it worse. I tried to do magic to light the room up a bit, but it didn't work. I also can't change into my animagus form or apparate. They must have blocked us from using magic."

" This isn't good. What was the last thing you remember?"

" Driving off the Dementors in Paris. You?"

" The same. The question is, how did we get here?"

" I don't know, but wherever here is, I don't like it."

" Neither do I."

The pair lapsed into silence, each lost in their own thoughts. Harry was frantically trying to think of a way out. It was obvious they couldn't escape by magical means. Harry had read about anti-magic fields before, and knew they could only be lifted by the caster. That left Muggle methods, which didn't look too promising. Looking around, he could see the walls were solid and they couldn't get through the bars. It suddenly occurred to him that his weapons had gone missing. His heart sank when he thought back to his elven friends who had given them to him. He felt a pang of loss as he thought about everyone he knew, and who would be worried about him. The elves would be missing their human friend, Minh and Eustace would be missing their brother, Dumbledore and the Order would be missing their leader, and Ron and Hermione would be missing their best friend. He was dragged from his thoughts as Ginny let out a gasp of horror. Looking over to her, he could see she was having a vision. He went and sat next to her until her eyes cleared and she let out a light sob.

" What happened?"

" Harry, it was terrible! Ron and Hermione have been captured. They are going to be taken to an evil place of pain and suffering. There were soldiers and guards, they tattooed numbers into their arms. They were made to work hard and relentlessly. There are barbed wire fences all around, and a furnace…"

Ginny completely broke down. Harry pulled her into his lap and held her tight, knowing how terrible visions could be, having experienced enough from Voldemort. As he thought over what Ginny had said about Ron and Hermione's situation, he realised with dawning horror where they were going to be sent. The worst thing was, he knew it was going to happen, but he couldn't do anything about it.H

Later that day, Ginny and Harry were pulled from a light doze by the lock on the door being sprung. Sitting up, they saw the door swing open and a tall man in fine silk robes enter their cell. He gave them a look of contempt before addressing the captives.

" Well, well, it seems I finally have you in my grasp. You, boy, have been especially irritating. In October you fought me and lived, making me lose the battle. I was not pleased about that. I believe you are also the one who rendered my right hand man, Tiberius Malfoy, completely useless. Fortunately, however, he was easily replaced by a more…enthusiastic apprentice. As for the last battle, I was most disappointed in the cowardice of my Dementors. From what I have seen, though, you and your friends are very powerful, even more so when you are working together. It is for this reason that I have split you up. I felt death was too good for those who defied me to such an extent. Your friends have been gifted to my comrade Hitler, and have been sent to Grossrosen camp, where they will hopefully learn not to cross me. As for you, I felt it would be best to deal with you personally. There is no point trying to escape, either. I have set up anti-magic fields around most of this complex, so you will be quite helpless. It also means my followers and I will have to use Muggle means to punish you, but I think in some ways that may be better. I have discovered that the Unforgivables have no effect on you, although I cannot understand how that is possible…"