Arthur's bogart
k this is kinda creepy for my first story but.....
Pov: Arthur gets kidnapped by Voldemort’s death eaters and is placed in a room with his bogart.
What is going on! The last thing I remember was walking down Chapple street then someone tapped my shoulder. I do not remember who but now I am here… and so is molly? How! She was supposed to be safe. how did this happen? I trusted them with the love of my life!
I try moving closer to her, but it was no use, the chain locked around my ankle would not let me move further. CLICK! Around 5 feet of extra chain was released. I move closer to her longing to see a friendly face and someone who can answer my ever-growing list of questions when my feet begin to dampen in my shoes. Blood. Her blood. I freeze for a moment as a fluorescent light appears above her head. Her arms bound and scared; her ankles bruised and broken; her abdomen spilling gut and her incarnadine life force that one kept her alive… Footsteps… “someone’s coming!” I think to myself not realizing the tears streaming down my pale face.
“bombarda!” Remus shouts from the other side of a steel door. After the door flies across the room narrowly missing my head, he runs in front of me and screams, “ridikulus!” I breathe out the breath I wasn’t aware I had been holding.
