Harry had finally awoken and he found himself in a dark and wet dungeon. It took a while before Harry realised that he was shivering. They had stripped him of his wand; his clothes were now torn around the edges and they were damp from his sweat as well as the slippery wet floor of the dungeon itself. The last thing Harry remembered was Malfoy's words. 'Was there really something good inside of Malfoy?' Harry wondered as he looked around the dungeon to find a means of escape. But it was useless. There were no doors or windows or any small opening for that matter. He was stuck in a circular dungeon with nothing but the stony walls and his random thoughts to keep him company. Harry's mind wandered from how he got stuck in this dungeon, to the graveyard he had remembered seeing earlier. With no entrance or exit, it seemed physically impossible to be stuck in such a cell in the first place. But then, this was the wizarding world and no matter how Harry tried to dismiss such an impossible task, someone would manage to prove the laws of the great muggle scientists like Einstein and
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Lodina paced back and forth in the Potions Dungeon. While the rest of Hogwarts and the delegations from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang were in the stands cheering for their champions, Lodina was trying her best to complete the potion in time. Draco had given her the book at great personal risk of being caught by his father. She couldn't disappoint him now. If there was anyone who could help him out of his predicament, it was her. For only her blood could save the boy that she so dearly loved. She knew Draco had given her the book for a different purpose, to make an anti-locator charm with ancient Drakon protection. Lodina had created the charm but modified it a little, so that the anti-locator charm would only work one way. This meant that she could still find Draco no matter where he was. But this potion was different from the charm she had made earlier. She loved Draco too much to let him slip away from her. She had figured out how to make the potion only upon receiving the Ancient Book of spells from Draco. She was greatly relieved when she learnt that she could help her Draco get over his father’s spell. She was ecstatic but when she brought this up to Draco’s attention, he vehemently protested against her doing the potion as it was extremely experimental magic. She closed her eyes briefly for a few moments as a sudden wave of nostalgia swept over her and she remembered what had happened the night before when she swore to stand by him for better or for worse...
"This is dangerous Lodina. Are you sure you are willing to pull through with this?" Draco asked her as he pulled her tightly into his muscular arms, cradling her shoulders as he whispered softly into her ears. Lodina smiled. Words had always failed her when she was staring deep into Draco's greenish grey eyes. "Yes. Now quit acting as if I'm a baby. I can take care of myself you know." Lodina spoke as she playfully nibbled at his ear lobe sending a bolt of pleasure through his veins. "Well, I'm underestimating you then. I'm sure you could take out a demented army of Banshees anyday." Draco smirked, but he slowly changed his tone to a more serious one. "But think of what you'll be risking love. There's no turning back once it has begun." his voice was ringing clearly in her mind. She was willing to give up everything she ever knew for him. Determined to make it work, Lodina pushed a few stray strands of silvery blonde hair off his face as she answered. "I'd do anything for you my love. Anything..." Lodina plunged into a deep and passionate kiss with Draco and she wished she could remain in his arms like this forever...
Lodina snapped back to reality as she heard a loud hissing sound from her cauldron. The potion was almost ready now. All she needed to do was to place a few drops of her blood, a Drakon’s blood. She pricked her finger and let a few drops of her blood trickle into the potion. The cauldron 'hissed' once more as it turned a deep shade of burgundy. It was finally ready. The potion to defeat Lucius Malfoy's curse on his own son was finally ready, and what’s more, the solution to all of their problems was hidden right underneath Lucius Malfoy’s nose…
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Harry felt a searing hot pain pulsate through his temple. He writhed in pain as he tried to struggle free of Voldermort's torture. "Ah. I thought as much. I'm sure Lucius must have told you how the reversal of magic worked did he not?" Voldermort hissed into Harry's ears as he removed his finger from Harry's scar. "You see Harry. You stripped me of every power I had that night. You had even stripped me from my own body. I had to live off rats and other small creatures while I lay low waiting for the right moment to strike. When my faithful servant, Lucius, returned to me with my wand, I concocted a plan. A plan, Harry, that would bring me back better than ever before. Ever heard of the 'Reversal of Magic' Harry? That's what brought me back to full power. All I needed was Dumbledore's silly old song bird and the spell would be complete. I could have taken you down at anytime while you were in Hogwarts, Harry. But Dumbledore was smart, I don't deny it, for he placed several charms and spells on you that rendered you safe as long as you were in his castle. That fool! I would have gotten to you sooner or later. It was only a matter of time." Voldermort finished his short yet twisted speech and his mouth curled into what was unmistakeably a smile. Just then, Lucius stepped in through the entrance of the Dungeon and announced that it was time for the duel.
'What Duel?' Harry thought helplessly as his mind was searching for ways to escape Voldermort. All he needed was an opening. “Get up Harry Potter!” Voldermort bellowed. Harry could finally see the angst hidden beneath the Dark Lord’s black heart as he swiftly turned to exit the Dungeon. “Get ready for your duel. Your dueling partner should arrive any minute now. Lucius will show you to the Duelling Arena.” With that, Voldermort exited the Dungeon. “Voldermort isn’t dueling me? Why doesn’t he finish this?” Harry thought out loud, now mad with rage. He was no puppet to be controlled by Voldermort. Harry’s mind was set on getting out of this place alive. To see his Ginny once more. To be back with his best friends, Hermione and Ron, again. To spend more Christmas holidays and summer vacations in the House of Black with Sirius, Tonks and Lodina. “You insolent fool. Don’t you dare utter his name.” Lucius said, one of his arma tightly gripping Harry’s shirt as he pulled Harry out of the Dungeon and into the Duelling Arena.
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Draco had very little time before his father would come back for him. Quickly, he pocketed Harry’s Drakon Seal of Trust in his robes and tried to warm himself up a bit as he sat closer to the fireplace in his room. Draco took Harry’s seal from his robes just after he had passed out. He was sure that Voldermort would have used it to his advantage had he found the Dragon’s Seal of Trust. Draco peeled his eyes from the fireplace and turned to look at the window. The Malfoy estate was huge and Draco had no idea that his father had ‘loaned’ one of his priced Malfoy estates, just south of
“What are you doing here Lodina! Didn’t I tell you to create that anti-locator charm? My father will not hesitate to kill if he saw you…” Draco was hushed by Lodina’s soft lips on his. She pulled away from the kiss just as fast as she plunged into it. “Draco, I’ve done it. I’ve got the potion. The potion that would defeat the spell your father put on you. Here, take this vial. Make sure all of the potion touches his skin.” Lodina said as she pulled him in for another quick kiss. She had to move out of there fast before Lucius caught her with Draco.
**This post is dedicated to all the loyal FF fans. Believe in the power of love... always.
[Tonks was grooving to Billie Holliday's Gloomy Sunday | 
~thoughtful]
~Nymphadora~