Harry was out of commission for quite a while. Eventually, he managed to regain consciousness.
He felt a tinge of pain in his forehead, and he felt a little cold all over.
Once he was fully awake, Harry slowly opened his eyes. Everything around him was blurred. This was primarily because he was not wearing his glasses. However, even if he was, he doubted they would have made much difference. He was currently in a very dark room. There was no light to be seen anywhere.
He looked to his left and to his right, and he was unable to make out anything about his surroundings. He could not help but wonder where he was.
He noticed he was lying on a flat surface. It felt like a counter, a table, or another hard surface. All he did known was that it was too hard to be the floor or ground.
He figured he may as well get up. However, when he tried to sit up, he found he was stuck. His arms and legs felt stiff and rigid. He could not move them at all. Also, every time he moved even the slightest amount, he heard a faint crinkling sound, like plastic rustling. It seemed to originate from somewhere below his chest.
The only part of his body that Harry was able to move was his head. He managed to lift it up enough to gaze downwards at his body. Despite the darkness and his defective vision, he was able to see his entire body. His arms and legs had been strapped down onto the hard surface. He was fully restrained and unable to budge his limbs at all. They were so tight that he did not have room to wiggle free at all.
As unsettling as that was, it was not the most startling thing Harry noticed. That honor went to why he felt cold and the source of that crinkling sound. He was no longer wearing his school uniform. He had been stripped completely naked of his clothes. Even his shoes and socks were gone. However, that is not to say he was entirely naked now. He was wearing one article of clothing.
Around Harry’s waist was a large white disposable diaper. It was very thick and very bulky. It had been taped onto him perfectly; almost as though it had been made specifically for him.
Harry’s eyes widened in shock and he yelled “What the hell?”
At least, that was what he tried to yell. It came out as “Whbbb dhe hlllb?”
That was when Harry realized that he had been gagged, as well. A long scarf had been placed over his mouth and tied at the back of his head. He tried shaking it off, but it had been knotted very tightly. He mumbled angrily, but the gag was very effective. All he could get out was some gibberish.
Harry struggled to break free of his bonds, but he was tied up very tightly. Ultimately, he just sighed and mumbled in defeat.
He wondered; how could he have possibly gotten into this situation. The last thing he remembered was confronting Bellatrix Lestrange at the Ministry of Magic. He could have sworn he had her at his mercy, but he vaguely recalled taking a blow to the head.
Before he could speculate on what happened after that, he heard soft footsteps. They sounded as though they were approaching him from the right. Harry turned his head in that direction. By squinting his eyes and carefully focusing, he managed to spot the far wall. There was a single door on it, and a figure seemed to be nearing it.
Soon, the door was opened up completely, causing a bit of light to slip in. Harry continued squinting, and he realized that the person standing in the doorway was…
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author