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Harry wasn't sure about the series of events. One minute he was about to apparate with Hermione and Ron, the next he's being grabbed by Voldemort.
Now Harry sits on the floor of a cell, arms tied behind him, glasses crushed somewhere, he's vaguely sure he tried to headbutt Belatrix earlier. He isn't quite sure exactly.
Though now as Harry sat here he heard the door open and Voldemort enter, Harry's scar hissed at it.
"Harry Potter, why don't you tell me where your friends are?" Voldemort said, using the kind voice he's been attempting with all week. It hasn't worked honestly. Harry's gotten a bit cheeky about it all.
"Alright... I'll tell you" Harry said with a resigned breath. Grinning when Voldemort smirked in triumph, Harry wanted to punch that snake face.
Voldemort stood waiting for harry to start talking,
"Do you know...Grindelwald?" Harry said, putting on his serious face, trying not to laugh at what will probably get him crucio'd again.
"Grindelwald?" The confusion of the man being mentioned was clear in Voldemort's voice.
"Grindelwald" Harry confirmed with a slight nod, trying to break the ropes binding his arms from behind
Voldemort hummed as he tilted his head back, although to Harry it was a blurry head. "Yes...the former dark lord, who was defeated" Voldemort acknowledged as Harry grinned to himself and schooled his face barely.
"Well..." Harry began, feeling the grin creep up
"Dumebdore's married to Grindelwald"
Harry almost snickered at the audible shock that rang from his scar. Voldemort standing up straight to stare at Harry in shock.
"Grindelwald?!"
The shock was clear in his voice
"GRINDELWALD!" Harry grinned, truthfully he didn't know if dumebdore was actually married to Grindelwald, but Rita's book and articles gave the idea.
"This is not news about your friends, Harry Potter!" Voldemort snapped, shifting back from the shock as Harry suffered the crucio.
Voldemort left and slammed the cell shut as Harry called for kreacher. "Master call Kreacher?" Kreacher said bluntly, although having a better opinion on harry, harry staggered up from the ground. "Take me back home" he said and Kreacher popped them away.