Elusion

Chapter 29

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Voldemort rose to his feet and crossed his arms over his chest,

"Where will you go?"

Harry leaned back in his seat,

"That is none of your concern. Let me go, NOW!"

In the blink of an eye, Voldemort was gripping Harry's chin in a vice like grip,

"You are my one and only concern."

Anger boiled deep in Harry's system, as hot as lava. It churned within, hungry for destruction, and he knew it was too much for him to handle. The pressure of this raging sea of anger would force him to say things he didn't want or to express thoughts and secrets he had suppressed for weeks. How could Voldemort say that he was concerned about him when he had just kept him bound and gagged for hours and had attempted to force the truth out of him,

"DON'T TALK TO ME LIKE THAT….. YOU DON'T CARE ABOUT ME… STOP ACTING LIKE IT!"

Voldemort kept a tight hold on Harry's chin and struck him across the face,

"You are not in your senses. If you shout again, I will gag you."

Harry snarled,

"THAT'S ALL YOU CAN DO…THAT'S ALL YOU KNOW…."

Voldemort had his hand clamped tight on Harry's mouth and his shouts grew muffled,

"Shut up!"

Harry struggled against the bonds and tried to move his head. He kept his gaze fixed on Voldemort's and projected all his hate through his gaze.

Harry's eyes were narrowed, rigid, cold, hard. He could see the hate, rage and anger boiling in those emerald orbs and he didn't like it. Harry looked so different and he knew that he wouldn't be able to contain him much longer,

"I am going to release you now. Do not shout. Do you understand me?"

Harry didn't shift his hateful gaze from Voldemort's for one second,

"Nod your head, answer me."

Harry was in no mood to cooperate or do anything that Voldemort wanted him to do. But despite all that he nodded his head and Voldemort slowly removed his hand from Harry's mouth and took a step back. He removed the bonds and Harry instantly sprang to his feet,

"I'm leaving and don't you dare stop me."

Harry pushed past Voldemort and stomped out of the room. He had no idea where he would go, all he knew was that he wanted to be as far away from Voldemort as possible. Harry made his way through the ministry and felt all eyes on him as he went. It took him all his restraint not to snap and say something unsavoury. He reached the atrium and found Rabastan leaning against one of the fireplaces. There was something different about him. Harry couldn't put a finger on it. But he couldn't help but smile at the sight of him. He had just found the solution to his problem. He grabbed a hold of his wrist,

"Take me somewhere Voldemort won't find me."

The shocked look on Rabastan's face made him chuckle,

"Are you scared? Relax. He'll have to go through me if he ever wishes to hurt you."

Rabastan's shocked expression morphed into a charming smile,

"I know just the place."

They both stepped into the fireplace and Rabastan waved his wand and obliviated everyone in the perimeter. He threw a handful of floo powder and spoke,

"Knockturn Alley."

They appeared in the stone fireplace of what looked like a large, dimly lit wizard's shop. Harry knew it was Borgin and Burkes. He had been here before. The glass case nearby that had once held a withered hand now held a pumping heart on a cushion, there was a blood-stained knife and a staring glass eye. Evil-looking masks leered down from the walls, an assortment of human bones lay upon the counter and rusty, spiked instruments hung from the ceiling. The dark, narrow street Harry could see through the dusty shop window was bustling with activity,

"Rabi, are you sure Voldemort won't look for me in Knockturn Alley?"

Harry turned to look at Rabastan and realized that he was blushing,

"I won't call you that if you don't like it."

Rabastan started,

"No…..No, it's perfectly alright. I like it."

Harry grinned and thumped his shoulder,

"Okay then, Rabi. Lead the way."

Rabastan smiled goofily and made his way to the counter. Harry watched him pass the man at the counter a few galleons. The man handed Rabastan a black bundle. He turned to face him and handed it to him,

"We don't want anyone to recognize you now, do we?"

Harry opened up the bundle and realized that it was a cloak. Harry pulled it on. Rabastan drew closer and pulled the hood over his head. Harry hadn't expected Rabastan to be so caring and so gentle. He wondered how he had ended up as a death eater. Rabastan snapped his fingers,

"Harry, we should get going."

Harry nodded his head, he watched as Rabastan obliviated the shopkeeper as they exited the shop. Harry was glad that Rabastan wasn't taking any chances. They made their way through the crowd and Harry felt as if he was in a different world altogether. The people were so different, the shops, the vibes, the people's aura. Harry felt fascinated by it. Rabastan led down a narrow side alley and unlocked a rusty metal door with his wave. It opened with a creak and Rabastan stepped inside. Harry followed silently. It was too dark to make out anything. He felt Rabastan take his hand and lead him up a flight of stairs. They seemed to have reached another door and Rabastan unlocked it as well. He stepped in and turned on the lights with a wave of his wand.

Harry explored the seemingly small apartment in total awe and it turned out it wasn't small at all and it wasn't very magical either. It was the exact opposite of magical. It looked like a place from the muggle movies his relatives had used to watch all the time. The bed was king-sized with pure white, Egyptian cotton sheets. There was a huge desk, a forty-inch flat screen with video and DVD, a sprawling leather sofa, and, on the other side of the floor-to-ceiling windows was his own private terrace. The kitchen was huge and fully equipped with everything. There was even a double door refrigerator. And in the bathroom, there was a bath big enough for a Quidditch team, and a Jacuzzi. Everything in marble and handcrafted tiles,

Rabastan was reclining back on the couch and Harry walked towards him and flopped down beside him,

"Do you live here, Rabi?"

Harry watched Rabastan as he moved his fingers through his slicked back hair, he looked relaxed and untroubled. Rabastan was maybe twenty years older than him but he didn't look like it. He was a different brand of handsome. Where Voldemort was handsome in a devilishly sinister way, Rabastan was handsome in a charming, warm kind of way,

"I come here whenever I want peace."

Harry twirled his thumbs,

"You really do look peaceful right now."

Rabastan turned to look at him and smiled softly,

"Make yourself at home, Harry. No one knows about this place and it's unplottable so no one can find it."

Harry made himself comfortable on the couch. Rabastan rose to his feet and then spoke,

"I'll have to leave, Harry. The Dark Lord will suspect that I am with you if I don't return to the manor."

Harry straightened up again,

"But what if Voldemort hurts you or forces the truth out of you."

Rabastan grinned mischievously,

"I still have the antidote for Veritaserum and I am certain he won't bother with me after the conversation we had this afternoon."

Harry's raised an eyebrow,

"He had a conversation with you?"

Rabastan shrugged and then spoke,

"Yeah after I delivered the antidote to you, he came to my office."

The impatience must have shown on his face because Rabastan averted his gaze and rubbed his arm,

"Umm…the cruciatus was definitely involved."

Harry instantly rose to his feet,

"He tortured you. WHY?"

Rabastan got up to his feet and spoke gently,

"It's alright. He wanted me to stay away from you. And I think that has worked in our favour. Because he won't suspect me now."

Harry grumbled under his breath,

"I am definitely going to make him pay for this."

Rabastan chuckled softly,

"I think you are capable of that. He seems obsessed with you."

Harry frowned and looked down at his feet,

"It's not a healthy obsession."

Rabastan rubbed his back,

"There's food in the fridge and the TV will keep you entertained. I find these muggle trinkets extremely fascinating, don't you?"

Harry had spent most of his time with these muggle trinkets so they weren't anything new to him. But he was excited about having the TV to himself. His relatives had never let him anywhere near their set and Rabastan's looked particularly new and more advanced. Rabastan made his way to the door,

"Are you going to come to work tomorrow?"

Harry thought about it and then spoke,

"Yeah I will. I won't miss an opportunity to torment that bastard. Can you bring me some clothes tomorrow? And by clothes, I don't mean those serious looking robes."

Rabastan smiled wickedly,

"I know exactly what you mean."

Harry grinned back,

"Be careful, Rabi."

Rabastan smiled infectiously and then departed. Deep down, Harry was concerned about Rabastan. He had helped him out despite the torture he had faced earlier. He had practically saved him today by getting him the antidote in time. He remembered when he had seen Rabastan leaning against a fireplace in the Atrium, he had thought he had looked different. And Harry realized that he had been masking his pain then. Harry cursed verbally and his promise from earlier seemed so hollow right now. He hadn't been able to prevent Rabastan from getting hurt and he loathed himself for it. He definitely owed him a lot.

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