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Fourth Year |  Part 14 Dumbledore's Licorice Snaps Chipotle!
Okery-Dokery!!! Here's the next part!!! I'm warning you- it's sad!!!
Lena and Sam were walking down the boardwalk, looking for their parents, who were nowhere in sight.
"Maybe they went and got something to eat..." Sam suggested.
"I doubt it," Lena frowned,"They would have said that, they wouldn't just leave us."
"But what if they did!?" Sam exclaimed, looking terrfied.
"They wouldn't do that would they?"
"Dad would..." said Sam.
"No he wouldn't, and even if he did, Mom would stop him!"
Just then, they heard a beeping coming from Lena's pocket. She reached into her pocket, and pulled out her mother's cell phone.
"Of course!" she said, "She gave us her cell phone to keep us in touch!"
"Oh yeah!" said Sam, "Why'd it beep?"
"It says I've got a voicemail..." Lena played with the phone for a while, then put it up to her ear. She listened for another minute. "Listen to this, Sam," she said. Sam put the phone to his ear, and heard his father's voice. It said:
'Hey Lena, Sam... I don't know why you're not answering the phone but... I need you to listen to me. You mum and I got captured. We're on a pirate ship called the Death Oyster. I don't know where your mum is, they seperated us. Call Hermone and tell her to come get you we'll be home soon. Um...don't call back; I may be in the presence of the captain. I, uh...gotta go! Love you! Bye...'
Fred looked at his phone again, hoping his kids were OK. He put the phone into his cloak pocket. Suddenly, he heard footsteps coming. He hurridly sat down, and acted like he was asleep. He heard the door blast open. He opened one eye, and sat up. He yawned and blinked at Captain Loussa for a while.
"What's up boys?" Fred asked the captain and Alf.
"Comeon" Alf said. He grabbed Fred's arm, and took him out onto the deck. When thay got out on the deck, Fred saw that they were near land. But, he could tell right away, that it was not their island resort island. It was small, and had tones of trees, as taller than all the buildings in London.
"I see you've noticed 'No Name' island..." Loussa chuckled, "It don't have a name... but we're letting you pick the name Mister Weasly."
"Oh, really?... how thoughtful of you," said Fred sarcasticlly.
"Me an' Alf was thinkin' the same thoughts! Yous a smat one Freddie!" he chuckled again, Fred grimaced, "ALF!"
"Sir?" Alf answered.
"Gos gets our audience," Loussa said, scratchily.
"Aye!" said Alf, making delighted noises, and wiggiling his wide fingers. He ran towards the cabins again.
Moments later, he reapeared, Taylor emerging behind him. Alf had his arm around Taylor's waist and she was staying as far away from him as possible, though, he was much too strong.
"There ya are, Miss," Loussa said, "We've missed ya," Taylor only struggled more, making soft straining noises.
"Alright then!" Loussa laughed, he leanede towards Fred, and whispered in his ear, "Yous gonna go offa the planks nicley, or she gets it," he said softly.
Looking back at Taylor, he saw that Alf had his sword to Taylor's throat.
"Of course..." Fred mumbled gently.
"Alrighty!!! We've got a bargain. You go quietly, she don't get hurt, and she gets to stay with me, where I can use her for my pleasure!"
"No! You have to leave her alone." Fred said desperatly.
"Oh...oh, really?" Loussa said, smiling, "Firstly, you're in no posistion to be commanding me, secondly, you're not a pirate so no deals are worth makin' with ya', so I have to do nothing- at all!"
Fred looked at Taylor again, who was watching him with sadly. Her green eyes filling with tears, and she burst.
"No! I don't care! Kill me! Right here, right now! Just let Fred go!" she sobbed.
"Awww, so sad..." Loussa said, wiping fake tears, "too bad!" he laughed, and pushed Fred to the side of the ship.
"NOOO!" Taylor cried, but it was too late. Fred was already sinking towards the depths of the sea.
Taylor cried, not caring who saw, or how they felt. "You're horrible!" she screamed, "every last one of you! You're dreadful...dreadful, foul, loathesome, evil cockroaches!"
"You know I truley am sorry," Loussa said, unconvincinly, "But...those words go to me, like a daggar through the heart, yous hurting our feelings, Miss. You're little boy toy, down there wouldn't want you to be acting so rudley."
Taylor didn't say anything.
"And you know, we're doing this on command," Loussa said, fake-sympatheticlly.
"I'm sure you are..." Taylor said, not beleiving a single word. She moved her head away from the pirates. She felt the sword slit a long, thin cut into the side of her neck, but she didn't care. She felt it drip onto the dress, but she didn't care, nor want to care.
"We're being serious, now," Loussa frowned, "Yous might wanna stop struggling though, or poor Fred'll've died for naught." he smiled, "G'head Alf,"
Alf took Taylor back to the cabin where she had been dragged out of to watch the love of her life's death.
"Just thought you'd wanna some dinner and a show," Loussa yelled toward her.
"Where's the dinner, boss?" Alf growled.
"Oh yes! Almost forgot! Here!" Loussa tossed Taylor a little jar of what looked like stone cold porridge. It looked as if it held only a spoonful, anyway.
Alf tossed Taylor back into the dark room where Malfoy was sitting with his back to the wall. After the pirate left, Taylor through herself onto Malfoy, crying loudly on his shoulder.
"What is it?" Malfoy asked.
"They...they...they-k-ki-they killed Fred!" she sobbed.
"They what?!" Malfoy said.
Taylor told him what had happened. Malfoy hoped he was getting the whole story, for it was hard to understand Taylor.
"And-and...they said they did it...on someone's command," Taylor finished, wiping her nose on a hankercheif.
"Dammit," Malfoy muttered.
"What?" Taylor said.
"My father," He answered, "They're doing this on my father's command,"
"What?" Taylor repeated.
"My father...he's mad I turned good. He wanted me to..."
"What?"Taylor said for a third time.
"to- to marry you... but, he wanted you to turn bed, not me turn good..."
"Oh," Taylor whispered.
"And...well, before I left the Malfoy Manor, he promised he was going to get me, and you, and you 'bloody husband', as he said." Malfoy finished his story.
"What're we gonna do?" Taylor asked, trying to calm down, her anger rising at Lucius Malfoy.
"We're leaving, that's what we're gonna do..." Malfoy whispered, "Tonight...we're gonna sneak out, past the guards, and we're gonna swim to that island. Then, we're gonna find Fred. Then, we're gonna apparate off that island."
Taylor pulled out her unicorn hair yew 8.5 inch wand.
"Apparate?" she said, feeling stupid, "apparate?! why didn't we just apparate out of here? We could've saved Fred!"
"No we couldn't..." Malfoy said, "They've blocked magic, my father, no dougt, I've tried, and Fred didn't need saving."
"You...you think he's still alive?" Taylor asked.
"I know he's still alive, he could've swimmed to that island, why else would he go willingly?"
"to save me..." Taylor said.
"No, but why would he give up that fast?" Malfoy replied, smartly, "We're going to save Fred..."
Hope you liked it! I'm gonna post again soon, probably on Thursday or Friday!!! Sorry it took so long to post again! I can't wait to see what house I got!!! All my readers are Ravenclaw...so, I don't really know!!!
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